Although there are only six people in the Folding Force, it is the weakest of the several forces. But at this moment, whether it is the spicy woman, the young master of Yunmengze, or the leader of the Ghost Tooth Village, they will not regard this Yuanying Realm sword cultivator with the hilt of the sword in his hand as a soft persimmon that can be handled at will.

The chilling sword intent that made their skin tingle was not a fake, no one would be full enough to provoke a successful sword cultivator.

Standing on the altar of the main hall of the underground palace, there are three floating balls of light.

After some conversation and inquiry, Chang Xi learned that these three balls of light were the treasures left by the three wheel kings, and the balls of light could isolate the snooping of the divine sense, so that everyone did not know the true body of the three treasures.

Chang Xi looked at the three balls of light, rubbed his thumb lightly against the hilt of the sword, and said with a confident smile: "Since there are as many as three parts of this treasure, then I will have to ask for a lottery no matter what." ”

The leader of the Ghost Tooth Village, Bloody Hand, sneered, "If Yelujin, the head of the Folding Chong Department, is also worthy of saying this here, you dare to try to get your hands on treasures even if you don't have a name?" ”

In the face of the undisguised targeting and threats of the bloody hands, Chang Xi's eyes were slightly closed, and he was too lazy to talk to him. Angered by Chang Xi's salty and non-indifferent expression, the bloody hand clenched the ghost head knife in his hand, if it weren't for the attitude of Yun Mengze and Qianfeng Ridge, he really wanted to lead the men and horses to eat the six people of this poor folding force in one bite now.

There are only three balls of light, but there are four forces under the altar, which means that there will definitely be one force that will not reap anything.

There was a roar in the distance beyond the water curtain behind him, which meant that there were more people who had passed through the dangerous barrier and explored this way, and the leaders of the four forces, who knew that they could not delay any longer, swept down and pounced on the three balls of light on the altar of sacrifice.

"So fast!"

This is the only thought that the spicy woman, the young master of Yunmengze, and the leader of the Ghost Tooth Village have had time to flash in their hearts at this moment.

I only heard a thunderous sword roar erupting from the feet of the black-clothed sword cultivator who claimed to be Chang, leaving them far behind. The distance of twenty zhang was just a snap of a finger for any Yuanying Realm cultivator, but this sword cultivation was really fast, as if he just reached out and fished it out, and he took a ball of light into his pocket.

I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, the ball of light that Chang Xi snatched was the one that the bloody hand pounced on, and the bloody hand that had stretched out his hand glared angrily, he didn't expect Chang Xi to dare to act like this, but he didn't have the strength to immediately go to Chang Xi's trouble.

There were only two of the three balls of light left, and the bloody hand that had lost the opportunity turned his heart sideways, and pulled out the ghost-headed knife with his backhand, slashing at Yun Mengze's young master Yun Sheng on the side, and at the same time quickly stretched out his other hand to grab the ball of light in front of Yun Sheng.

Chang Xi relied on his unparalleled speed to get a ball of light, but the bloody hand played a trick to snatch it, and made a judgment. The forces of all parties under the altar of the sacrifice saw the rapidly changing situation above, and they all sweated for the situation of their own leaders, if anyone didn't get the ball of light, then the face would be lost!

The distance of twenty zhang was too short, Yun Sheng was caught off guard and didn't have time to sacrifice his weapon, the bloody hand of the Ghost Tooth Village relied on the cultivation of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant Realm, and his actions have always been yin, Yun Sheng only hated himself for being half a beat slower in his reaction, and sideways dodged the ghost head knife whistling in the yin wind, he knew that he had lost the qualification to compete for the ball of light.

The bloody hand was overjoyed, and even glanced at Yun Sheng, who was pale, with a pale face, and sneered: "What kind of milky little hairy child dares to snatch food from Lao Tzu." ”

Immediately, the bloody hand brutally stretched out his hand to the last two balls of light, if it weren't for the fact that he had coveted the beauty and graceful figure of the master of Qianfengling for a long time, and some of them couldn't wipe off their faces, I was afraid that now he would have to raise his knife and ruthlessly cut off the jade hand stretched out by the spicy woman.

But at this moment, the mutation resumed.

Just as Yun Sheng was about to retreat helplessly, a black sword tip abruptly blocked in front of the Ghost Head Knife, and the black sword track was like an antelope hanging horns, and he couldn't find a trace, only to see that the black long sword that was darker than the ink color swallowed out a large piece of sword light, like a dark night descending, cutting off the bloody hand that had no momentum for a while in front of the two balls of light.

"Boy, you're so daring!"

The bloody hand that was cut off twice in a row by the same person was really angry, how could he hold his head up in front of his junior brothers? But the sword qi and sword light in front of him were so cold that it made him feel cold, and the bloody hand that licked the blood at the head of the knife instinctively did not dare to move for a while.

It was his retreat that the tip of the black sword provoked the remaining two balls of light, Yun Sheng, who was startled by the sudden scene in front of him, only felt that his arms sank, and the ball of light had already rolled into his hand, and as for the last ball of light, it was taken by the spicy woman without accident.

The four of them landed on tiptoe, and they couldn't hold back the bloody hand full of murderous intentions, and turned around to take a look at the knife, and the ghost head knife brought a tragic wind to roar, and it was a yin knife that was contaminated with a lot of karma.

Chang Xi, who was regarded as a thorn in the flesh by the leader of the Ghost Tooth Village, swayed in his footsteps, and slapped several waves of soft energy on the waist of Lin Changfeng and the others, slapping them into the camp of Yun Mengze's side, and he was alone to meet the bloody hands that were burning with anger.

"Brother Chang, be careful!"

Yun Sheng held the hard-won ball of light in his hand and shouted anxiously, and at the same time, the subordinates of Yun Mengze's forces all saw the scene of Chang Xi's righteous attack on the rooftop of the Fang Cai Festival, and at this moment, they all spontaneously protected Lin Changfeng and the others in it, preventing the crazy people from the Ghost Tooth Village from taking advantage of them.

In everyone's imagination, the Yuanying Middle Realm should have been a one-sided situation against the Yuanying Initial Realm, not to mention that there were dozens of Ghost Tooth Village monks behind the bloody hands.

Bloody hands know their own suffering.

This black-clothed sword cultivator, who claimed to be the new general of the Zhichong Department, only picked up the ghost head knife in his hand with only two or three swords, leaving him with no strength to fight again.

The tip of the sword was handed to his neck, and Chang Xi, who was under siege, was not afraid at all in the face of many Ghost Tooth Village monks, and looked at him with a smile.

The bloody hand was cold from the heavenly spirit cover to the soles of his feet, and he just wanted to beg for a few words, but he felt a cold throat, and a sword tip pierced out of the back of his head, and hot blood dripped down the cold sword blade, and the ghosts of the ghost tooth village monks who surrounded Chang Xi were all rising.

The leader of his own family was killed by this sword cultivator!

Chang Xi withdrew his long sword, let the corpse of the bloody hand convulsion and fall in a pool of blood, and sneered: "The Zhichong Department has failed to encircle and suppress your ghost tooth village several times, you should hide far away when you see me, since you are willing to take the initiative to hit my sword, then I have no reason not to accept it." In the middle of the Yuanying realm, do you really think you can run rampant?"

A silver cross star rose in the eyes of the black-clothed sword cultivator, his face was like a Yama, and his smile was clear, and the monk of the Ghost Tooth Village who was scattered saw that the black sword left his hand on its own, and in an instant, he pulled out a sword light in the sky and enveloped them.

Under the dumbfounded gaze of the other two forces, Sen Ran's sword light only slashed dozens of Guiya Village villains who couldn't escape into scattered pieces of flesh in just a few blink of an eye, and there was no one alive.