Next, one by one, the young strong men who soared through the clouds appeared one after another.

That's thirteen people!

This time.

Whether it is Liu Chengzhi, Lu Chen, Liu Mang, the second generation of the invisible family, or even Shen Ruxue, the protagonist of this party......

There was a sense of frustration from the bottom of my heart.

They are so small.

In front of these powerful people who call for wind and rain, it is nothing.

"You are the controller of the invisible forces in Donghai City?"

Wen Tiange, who had red hair and came on a huge lizard, looked at Zao Wou-Ki coldly.

Zao Wou-Ki found that Xia Yin was sitting upright and did not intend to intervene, so he nodded slightly:

"That's right, old man Zao Wou-Ki!"

The corners of Wen Tiange's mouth flashed with a touch of sarcasm.

"Just the realm of fake pills, you can even control Donghai City!"

"People like you, among the 100,000 mountains in my southern Xinjiang, belong to the embarrassing strength that is not up or down!"

As soon as these words came out, more than a dozen other young powerhouses also laughed.

A bald young man holding a long black stick in his hand raised the stick in his hand:

"Bullshit controller, under my mountain iron cold stick, I don't know how many people like you have died!"

This sentence is not only an insult, but also a ...... Provocation.

Zao Wou-ki's face became even more murderous: "I don't know the height of the sky!"

Tie Leng raised the big stick in his hand with both hands, and his eyes were full of fanatical intent:

"I don't care how high the sky is and how thick it is!"

"Tie Ye has a stick in his hand, stabbing the sky and the earth!"

"Don't talk nonsense, eat me!"

Before the words fell, he turned into a sharp whirlwind and shot towards Zao Wouji......

Call!

The long stick let out a terrible roar in the air, and the head fell with a blow!

This one......

There was not the slightest aura exposed, but the power was not weaker than that of the False Dan Monk.

Zao Wou-Ki instantly sensed a life-and-death crisis.

This Tie Leng is obviously a genius of the ancient martial arts family, and he can actually cultivate the strength of his physical body to such a terrifying situation!

However, Zao Wou-Ki had no intention of avoiding it.

The "senior" is right next to him, and he must not be disgraced!

This was Zao Wou-Ki's first thought.

What's more, after living for one hundred and fifty years, he was so despised by a stunned young man in his twenties......

"Take the cloud hand!"

Zhao Wuji roared angrily, causing the entire twenty-story building to buzz, and grabbed the void with his right hand.

Hula!

A gust of wind shot out from outside the shattered glass wall, converging in the air in front of Zao Wou-Ki.

The wind turned into a blurry hand, grabbing at the falling stick and the iron cold!

Tie Leng didn't have the slightest intention of evading, and the big stick shook violently, making a dragon roar and a tiger's roar.

In the midst of the surge of brilliance, the big stick turned into a giant stick ten times thicker, and struck down towards the cloud hand!

Rumble!

A pop.

Numerous cracks appeared on the thick floor.

The whole building shook violently!

The furious energy swept away like a hurricane raging in all directions......

The duel between two masters of the Fake Dan realm strength is really terrifying!

The force of the concussion alone almost collapsed the building.

If left unchecked by a hurricane, the entire floor will turn to dust.

At that time, except for twenty or thirty powerhouses who surpassed the worldly mortals, everyone else would be wiped out!

Hundreds of students screamed in fright.

Desperation, covering the faces of this group of people......

Even the fat men Li Bing and Fang Weiai beside Xia Yin also changed color.

Almost at the same time, the two of them hugged Xia Yin's arm left and right.

The next moment......

The hurricane suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The whole building no longer shakes.

It's as if nothing had happened just now......

This scene made a group of young students look at each other.

And the head-to-head showdown between Zao Wou-Ki and the young Tie Leng is still in a fierce confrontation.

That stick directly destroyed the cloud-holding hand derived from Zhao Wouji's mana.

However, the stick that Iron Cold is about to kill has also lost its lethality!

Zao Wou-ki's attack also began.

After living for more than a hundred years, Zao Wou-Ki has experienced countless life-and-death battles, and naturally it is not so easy to defeat.

Between successive waves of hands......

More than a dozen wind blades shot out from Zao Wou-ki's hand!

"Phew, it's just a wind blade, and I'm embarrassed to be ugly!"

Between Tie Leng's words, the whole person did not move at all, and the clothes on his body bulged up without wind.

More than a dozen wind blades slashed at Tie Leng's body, and they scattered one after another!

"Tie Ye's ancient martial arts training has broken through the acquired and stepped into the innate realm, how can it be injured by a mere wind blade?"

Tie Leng's voice was full of sarcasm.

On the other side, the faces of more than a dozen young demons showed strong battle intent and murderous ......

"An old guy who is dying, why bother with him!"

"Fellow Daoists, let's work together to destroy this old guy and kill all the ants here!"

Wen Tiange, who was full of red hair, suggested coldly in his voice.

"That's right, how can we waste our time here!"

"Let's shoot together, destroy this old guy and this group of ants, let's find a place to have a good fight!"

The battle maniac Jiang Boyang also spoke......

The other dozen or so young demons broke out one after another with a terrifying aura comparable to the realm of the Fake Dan, and their faces were full of murderous intent one by one!

Seeing this scene, the face of the ancestor of the Zhao family became fierce.

Although he is the invisible controller of Donghai City.

However, the ancestor of the Zhao family knew that there were many people in this world who were stronger than themselves.

Tokai City is just a small place.

And in front of him, these hidden sects and young demons from all over the world, each of them is comparable to his own strength.

At the moment of life and death, the only way to fight is to go all out!

Zhao Wuji completely released the aura that belonged to the False Dan Realm cultivator......

It's a pity that his natal flying sword and three ten thousand sword talismans have all been lost in the fight with the "miscellaneous servant Zhao Fan"!

Now he is empty-handed, and he can only fight with cultivation.

Just when Zao Wou-Ki was about to strike first and exert his strongest supernatural powers, an indifferent voice sounded:

"Stand down!"

Hearing this voice, Zao Wou-Ki lost his momentum, bowed down and said, "Obey!"

Xia Yin slowly stood up from his seat.

At this time, more than a dozen demonic youths finally noticed Xia Yin.

"Boy, report your name!"

Tie Leng's big stick in his hand waved slightly, with contempt and condescension in his eyes.

However, Xia Yin did not answer this question, but spoke indifferently:

"Go back and tell the main messenger behind the scenes, three days later, the hidden dragon ascends to heaven, and Daming Mountain strictly prohibits any outsiders from stepping in, otherwise...... Extinguish!"

This sentence made the faces of more than a dozen demons change at the same time!

It is indeed not a coincidence that they have come here, but they have been ordained.

But it's a secret!

How would this guy know?

Could it be that one of these people has leaked secrets?

The red-haired Wen Tiange frowned: "Where did the little ant come from, dare to be presumptuous in front of us!"

While speaking, Wen Tiange flicked his fingers......

A faint flame rose from his fingertips and flew towards Xia Yin.

The temperature of the entire banquet hall suddenly rose, as if it had become a roaring furnace!

One or two hundred students instantly felt like they had fallen into a raging fire, ready to burst into flames......