Evil figures in the world, even if they do absolutely bad things, no one wants others to mention them in public. Wen Dalei stretched his face, his murderous intent had risen, and it happened that Young Master Wen shouted: "Dad, don't listen to this thief's nonsense!"

Wen Dalei shook a shot, pretending to turn around, as if he wanted to talk to his son, and suddenly slashed down with a fierce wave of his knife. Pan Xuan raised his elbow, the internal force was agitated, the clicker sounded, Wen Dalei's thunderbolt palm was broken in an instant, his arm shook violently, and he had to take a few steps back.

He has been riding the Yellow Mountain for ten years, and has never met an opponent, but the person in front of him has cracked his already successful thunderbolt palm kung fu at will, his face is colorless, his heart is panicked, and he shouted: "Give me all of them, kill this person!"

Before he could finish speaking, the Ten Hunting Knives, the Five Elders, and the Four Heavenly Kings had already attacked, and the Ten Hunting Swords were all armed with knives, the Five Elders' blades were different, and the Four Heavenly Kings were all empty-handed. Pan Xuan dodged a few times, and he already saw that the martial arts of the ten hunting swords were not as good as the disciples of the Ten Thousand Immortals Duzhou, although the five elders were more powerful, but they were no more than that, and the four heavenly kings were able to fly to the empty gate, but they only seemed to have poor strength.

With his long sword in his hand, he turned it around, and with a sonorous sound, he cut off all the blades of the ten hunting knives, and then stabbed several swords in a row, aiming at the blades of the five elders, and all of them were destroyed in a breath. The Four Heavenly Kings were shocked, and couldn't help but retreat, shouting loudly, and out of their palms from afar, but the candle dragon sword was erected, and even the invisible and qualitative palm power could be cut.

Wen Dalei secretly shouted that it was not good, caught his son, and was about to escape, Dao'er grabbed it, shot out the palm of the lake god, the palm power was like a surging river, surging out, Wen Dalei roared loudly, threw away Wen Tonghu, both palms together, but were blocked by Dao'er, the two sides hit each other ten moves, Dao'er had the upper hand, and finally succeeded in a move, but Wen Da Lei's physique was extremely strong, after the palm, although the defeat had been achieved, he could still support.

Chu Xiaoling said with a smile: "Miss Dao'er, this person has done too much evil, you don't have mercy." Seeing that Young Master Wen was crawling, he secretly ran straight out, followed, and nailed him to the ground with a sword, Young Master Wen was seriously injured, but he still did not die, only a little bit of blood flowed out.

Dao'er looked at Wen Dalei and felt strange: "This person's martial arts are not bad, but he is an iron and stone body, and he should have died a long time ago if he was hit by my many palms, how can he still support it?"

At this time, Pan Xuan had already counted the ten hunting knives, the five elders, and the four heavenly kings, and the most guilty ones were killed immediately, and the less guilty ones were kept. He looked at Wen Dalei's skills and thought: "His internal strength is not as good as that of the good hand of the heavens, and he should indeed be killed long ago." Why don't you even vomit blood?" Looking at Wen Dalei's face, he was becoming more and more like a dead man.

Pan Xuan thought to himself: "Look at the signs on his face, it looks like he has lost too much blood, but why can he still support Dao'er for so long? Could it be...."

A strange thought welled up in his heart: someone sucked his blood, making him immortal, and his body was stronger than others, and there were still people behind this Wen Dalei. He's just a puppet, a puppet at the behest of men.

Thinking of this, he said, "Madam, hit him in the back of the head and knock him unconscious." I have something to ask him. ”

Dao'er let out a long howl, went around behind Wen Dalei, cut it with a palm, Wen Dalei couldn't support it anymore, and fell to the ground, with a muffled sound, like a sandbag.

The bandits finally saw the savior, but they didn't expect that three times five divided by two, and soon the whole army was wiped out, and they couldn't help crying and grabbing the ground, wailing as if crying and mourning. Pan Xuan said: "You are full of evil, only this retribution, don't thank me, you go to the Soul Gathering Mountain, you will be reused by Lord Yama, and the benefits are not endless." ”

Suddenly, there was a slight sound on the roof, outside the restaurant, at the door of the house, and at the back door, and several blood-red arrows flew towards the coil, with amazing momentum and tight distribution, which showed that the archers were well-trained and well-planned.

Dao'er let out a "huh", and several bloody arrows passed by, almost injured. Chu Xiaoling was frightened for a while, set up the golden shield, and the blood arrow penetrated the golden shield, but after a while, Chu Xiaoling blocked the golden shield, offset it by a few inches, and turned the danger into a disaster. The coiling sword was agile, stabbing all the blood arrows down.

As soon as the blood arrow went, another round of blood arrows came, Dao'er had not yet stood firm, Chu Xiaoling was not as good as Zhang Dun, and the situation was thrilling. Pan Xuan rushed over, pushed Chu Xiaoling, and the long sword stood in front of Dao'er, sneering softly, helping the two of them escape again.

Dao'er and Chu Xiaoling were shocked and angry, and shouted, "Who dares to sneak attack?" "Your alliance leader is in my hands, but I don't want his life?"

Before the words fell, fifteen more people were already standing in the inn, these fifteen people were dressed in red, well-dressed, and majestic, and they were not the same as Wen Dalei.

I saw that they were wearing blood-red soft armor, covering their whole body, embroidering a red dragon on their chests, wearing black brocade hats, inlaid with a golden dragon head, and stepping on dragon boots, like stepping on wind and fire. There are red leather gloves on the hands, and the gloves are surrounded by gold rings, which reflect each other, and the blood light around the body floats.

The faces of the visitors were completely different, but all of them had no beards, and their eyes flashed red, and at first glance, they looked as if they were fifteen people. It seems that it doesn't matter who they used to be or what their names were, but now they have gathered together and become a collective, symbolizing supreme majesty, symbolizing supreme force, symbolizing royal divine power, and the most important thing is the most important thing.

Pan Xuan asked sternly: "I asked the Dragon Blood Sect to withdraw to the Central Plains, why didn't you listen to my advice?

Behind the fifteen men, another man came out, wearing heavy steel armor, a dragon-shaped helmet, and a cloak, like a red cloud, but he walked lightly, as if the armor had no weight. This is a young man in his early twenties, with a dignified appearance, but his expression is extremely serious, looking at this person's face, he is also a ghost man of the Dragon Blood Sect.

Pan Xuan vaguely remembered that this person's name was Luo Ran, and he was Luo Xiang's brother.

Luo Ran shouted and asked, "Where is that person?"

"What man?"

Luo Ran said: "Less garlic, except... Who else but that man? I've followed you all the way to this point, right and wrong... Don't see the man!"

Luo Xiang must have tried to inform Luo Ran of this matter, Luo Xiang had to return, Luo Ran stayed, and he had to make a break with his father Dong Caiying. They thought we were in the same group as Dong Caiying, so they tracked it down. ”

But how did they know their whereabouts? This is the Northland, not the Central Plains of the South, and they have no eyes and ears, so how can they chase after them?

Chu Xiaoling said coldly: "The Dragon Blood Sect really doesn't have a long memory, so since I came to send it to death, I will..."

Suddenly, four of the fifteen people walked out and attacked Chu Xiaoling. The figures of these four people were shrouded in red mist, sprinkled with joy, but extremely fast, Chu Xiaoling raised his hand, the golden sword came out of the sheath, and dozens of swords were stabbed out in an instant, and the golden light was like rain. But the four of them each waved their red knives and blocked the golden sword, and Chu Xiaoling's wrist was sore, and he almost suffered a loss.

The four of them surrounded Chu Xiaoling and attacked, two in front and two in the back, cooperating seamlessly, without flaws, and their internal strength was abundant and heavy, and their bodies were peculiar. The martial arts of any one person are far superior to those of the Ten Thousand Immortals Flying Empty Gate, and they are slightly inferior to the skills of the Heavenly Sect, but when they work together to meet the enemy, the power is actually exerted by twelve points, just like the three Heavenly Escape Gate people joining forces.

Chu Xiaoling knew that he was in great danger, so he cheered up and used all the martial arts he had practiced in these days. He is the strongest, gritting his teeth, and does not ask for help, only hoping that the enemy is just a three-plate axe, and soon his physical strength will be exhausted. But the enemy's strength grows and does not fade over time.

Pan Xuan said: "Young Master Chu, I'll help you!"

Before he could make a move, there was suddenly another person beside him, who was wearing dirty leather armor and a black cloth on his face, it was the drunken young man who was at the window before.

The young man shouted in a rough voice: "Brother Wu Qi, they will be sent by me." He winked at the coil.

Dao'er thought to herself: "This person is not very old, why is he called Xianggong 'brother'? Well, maybe he changed his voice and pretended to be an old man so that the other party would not recognize him." ”

He was stunned for a moment and stepped aside. The young man grabbed a broken table leg on the ground, and suddenly flashed, he had joined the battle group, and suddenly turned into an eight-armed stranger, and the table leg was also divided into eight, which was the alchemy technique of the eight-armed rat in the past.

The young man's eight arms moved sharply, and he had already taken over the attack of the four people, and the fast movement was without a shadow, stabbing at the four people's vital points, the four of them snorted, and all of them were hit, although their expressions were still lifeless, but their eyes showed a look of horror.

The other eleven people saw that the "old man's" martial arts were surprisingly high, and in a hurry, they rushed to catch up, and the young man took a few steps back, and changed again in an instant, and divided into four human figures, all eight arms, holding table legs, stepping forward, fighting with the enemy.

Pan Xuan admired in his heart: "This seems to be Tianlong's red plague skill, although the skills of these four figures are greatly reduced, not as wonderful as the red plague, almost no attenuation, but it is also extremely remarkable." ”

The four of them joined forces, just to form a fighting formation, exactly the same as the previous dragon blood sect four-person formation, he actually learned the enemy's kung fu in a moment, and used it more carefully, these fifteen people fought with him, and the move formation was all seen through by him, and there was danger all the time.

The dragon blood cultists knew that something was wrong, and with all their strength, their fists fluctuated, and the wind under the knife spread out one after another, and the smoke and dust that blew directly filled the sky, the walls shattered and cracked, and the restaurant rumbled, and then there was a loud noise, and it began to collapse.

Dao'er, Chu Xiaoling, Panxuan, and Luo Ran went upside down, and the dust and sawdust slanted down, enveloping the martial arts competition.

Luo Ran looked nervous, he didn't know what the outcome was, Chu Xiaoling had just almost lost, and he was angry, seeing that the prince was alone, he shouted: "Stinky boy, look where you are running!"

Luo Ran's martial arts have been carefully taught by Luo Fanglin, and they are already quite good, and the armor really has the effect of boosting skills, sweeping Chu Xiaoling's feet with one kick, which is not much better than that Wen Da Thunder. Chu Xiaoling was light on the enemy for a while, and almost hit the enemy, Luo Ran struggled to collide and push Chu Xiaoling away.

Chu Xiaoling's murderous intent suddenly rose, and the golden sword turned into light and shadow, stabbing at Chu Xiaoling's throat, this move was full of strength, and Luo Ran couldn't deal with it at all.

I saw a flicker, Chu Xiaoling's golden sword shattered, his arm was in severe pain, and he had been pinched by the drunken young man, and the young man shouted roughly: "What kind of ability is it to bully people with low martial arts?"

Luo Ran hurriedly ran away, seeing that all of his fifteen good hands had been hit by the acupoints. It turned out that when the young man took advantage of the smoke and dust, his senses were not hindered, and he won in an instant.

The young man's arm was lightly clicked, and his fingers volleyed into the air, and there was a dense sound, and the fifteen people's acupoints were solved. Luo Ran knew that he was defeated today, and when he saw that the "old man" had the intention of forgiving him, he didn't say much, turned his head, and led his subordinates to evacuate in a hurry, and soon ran away.