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Wu Yuandao didn't look back, and shouted in a low voice.

"What?" Gu Mochen's gaze was still on the inconspicuous broken vein nail in Yin Xiukong's hand, and he didn't react for a while, and subconsciously continued.

"Poor Road...... Please do one thing with Guo Xiao's gang leader. ”

Wu Yuandaoren was silent for a while, staring at Chen Yifeng and Pudu, and there was a hint of pleading in the tone of his words to Gu Mochen.

"You...... Please speak. ”

Gu Mochen was stunned, although he met Wu Yuan Daoren for the first time, he could also feel that characters like Wu Yuan would not easily ask for help.

Glancing at Jian Chen who was in a coma, he already knew Wu Yuandao's plan in his heart, and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"Take care of Chen'er for the poor road, the sword mound...... Thanksgiving!"

When these words fell, two tears suddenly rolled down Yin Xiukong's silent face.

Guo Chuanzong also came back to his senses, and was suddenly shocked, and shouted: "Why should the Taoist be like this, if they dare to move, I, I...... I will do all the beggars, and I will kill all the fools of the Broken Sword Alliance!"

In the Broken Sword Alliance, many people's faces changed immediately, and they were not afraid to say this from the mouth of others, but when it came from the mouth of the small gang leader of the largest gang in the world, it had to make people worry.

"Humph!"

Fei Zhong, who had not made a sound, took a step forward and said angrily: "The beggar gang is really majestic, I am the Pure Yang Sword Palace, waiting for the master!"

"Okay!" Guo Chuanzong was also furious at this moment, clenched his fists, and roared: "You wait, the first master to destroy is your pure yang!"

"Then you have to get out of the sword mound alive first!"

Both of them had explosive tempers, and when they didn't agree with each other, Fei Zhong's short hair like steel needles exploded at the roots, Gu Ting's heavy sword slammed to the ground, and Fei Qian dragged the sword and rushed forward angrily.

"I'm afraid you won't make it!"

Guo Chuanzong's fist also had a golden light looming, and he was about to wave his palm at Fei Zhong.

Brush-!

Suddenly, the blood light burst into the saga.

In the middle of the angry two, Wu Yuandao's unsheathed blood sword burst flashed in front of the person again, and the chilling blood reflected in everyone's hearts, even Guo Chuanzong and Fei Zhong in anger couldn't help but stop at their feet.

"Little Gang Leader Guo, thank you for Chen'er's righteousness. ”

Wu Yuandao had a blood sword in his hand, and his calm and indifferent momentum immediately became like a blood Shura, and he suddenly turned around, he looked at Guo Chuanzong seriously, and suddenly hugged his hands, and solemnly bowed to Guo Chuanzong.

"Ahh......h

The sudden change made Guo Chuanzong dumbfounded, where did he dare to accept the worship of his sixth brother's master, and the furious anger in his chest was suddenly wiped out.

Lian jumped to the side, waved his hands wildly, and exclaimed, "The Taoist chief has tormented the boy!"

In a panic, he didn't expect an attack from behind, and a strong force slammed into the back of his head, with a bang in his mind, his hands were still swinging, and the person had rolled his eyes and fell to the ground softly.

Half down, the body that was in the same coma as Jian Chen had been pulled by someone.

"Dao Chief, do you still have something to convey for you?"

It was Gu Mochen who knocked Guo Chuanzong unconscious.

He held Guo Chuanzong in one hand, his face was solemn, and he asked Wu Yuandaoren in a regretful tone.

Wu Yuandao's eyes fell on Jian Chen, who was in Yin Xiukong's arms, and he was a little stunned for a while, and only after a while did he shake his head and sigh: "Needless to say, I don't know...... For him, it was not a good thing. ”

"You ...... Let's go. ”

The blood-red light shone to the extreme, so thick that even Wu Yuandao's figure could not be seen.

He resolutely turned around with this endless bloody aura, and never looked behind him again, his emaciated and slender body was all the people of the Broken Sword Alliance.

"Wu Yuandao, in the eyes of the old man, no one on the sword mound today can leave easily. ”

Pudu's body was filled with Buddha light, and although the blood was even worse, he couldn't get close to three feet in front of him, and his already thin body had a tendency to swell again after the reincarnation of Buddha's wrath.

Chen Yifeng was even worse, at the same time when the blood-red light rose, there was also a great cold aura on the ice blue long sword in his hand, and when the wind rose, it dispersed with the wind, erecting a wall of cold ice qi between the Broken Sword Alliance and Wu Yuan Daoren, and the bloody aura hit the wall wave by wave, and he couldn't move an inch.

"Wu Yuan, let me say it again, it's not like that!"

Chen Yifeng's face was gloomy, and it was not Wu Yuandao who was locked by the qi machine, but Jian Chen, who was already unconscious in Yin Xiukong's arms.

"Why don't you believe what I say?"

Wu Yuandao took a step sideways without a trace, separating Chen Yifeng's line of sight and facing the awe-inspiring cold of Chen Yifeng's murderous machine.

"Even if what you said is true, those who were killed by the Blood Sword were all involved in the Ghost Soldier Domain, so how can Abbot Puji explain it?"

Chen Yifeng stared at Wu Yuandaoren's eyes tightly, and said in a deep voice: "Could it be that the dignified Shaolin abbot is also a person from the Ghost Soldier Domain?"

"Wu Yuan, Wu Yuan, for a disciple to lose your reputation, do you think...... Is it worth it?"

"Puji?"

Wu Yuandaoren sneered, his face suddenly became hideous, and he said sharply: "Although he is not from the Ghost Soldier Domain, he is ...... He's got a damn reason for it!"

"Chen Yifeng, twenty years ago, you and I fought without a victory, and today, let the poor Dao's unified sword technique come again to understand the power of the Shushan Xuanbing Sword!"

The rich blood qi condensed and condensed again and again in his body, and only in the blink of an eye, within a three-foot radius of Wu Yuan Daoren, all of them were condensed into dense bloody small swords!

Boom -

Chen Yifeng's face sank, and he was about to raise his sword to meet him, when a figure suddenly blocked in front of him.

"Master Chen, the main master here should be Shaolin no matter what, so let Lao Qu first teach Wu Yuandao Dao Chief's exquisite swordsmanship!"

But it is the Zen master Pudu whose body is bulging again.

"Purdue ......"

Wu Yuandaoren raised his sword with one hand, but with the other hand behind him, he seemed to be very chic, but in fact, he was secretly waving his hand, giving Yin Xiukong and Gu Mochen a signal to go quickly.

"As a Shaolin monk, you are really a failure......"

When Wu Yuandaoren said this, he shook his head slightly, and his tone was also a look of loss that hated iron but not steel.

"Hahaha, good!"

Pudu's swelling face smirked wildly, and said, "Then the old man really wants to try, what a failure method!"

Compared with the hideousness on his face, his right palm was gently pushed in front of Wu Yuandao.

This palm seemed to be unremarkable, but everyone on the spot was shocked, and even Gu Mochen and Yin Xiukong's steps of retreating were abrupt.

The bloody aura that permeated the sky was forced to shrink back at this moment, and in its place, it was a golden Buddha light with a murderous intent.

Moreover...... Under the light of the Buddha, everyone was shocked to realize that it was the Buddha flying in the sky!