"Sect Master, the old man is defeated, you can make a move!"

A faint and bitter voice slowly spit out from the mouth of the Great Elder, and then resounded between this heaven and earth, and suddenly, some of the disciples of the Hundred Battles Sect who had not yet come back to their senses showed a look of doubt on their faces. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After a while, everyone's faces suddenly changed, and immediately a touch of ecstasy surged into their hearts, could it be that the sect master had followed behind him and the others, in order to make a move at a critical moment?

At that moment, the disciples of the Hundred Battles Sect turned their heads with surprise on their faces, and their eyes looked around, but they never found the figure of the black-faced middle-aged man, and for a while, everyone couldn't help but have a trace of doubt in their hearts, isn't it that the Great Elder was stunned by others?

As the Great Elder's helpless words fell, there was silence for a moment, and among the crowd of disciples of the Hundred Battles Sect, there was a sudden sound of wild laughter that made everyone feel at ease.

"Haha, it's not easy for the Great Elder to force this old poison to this point, if it spreads out after this battle, the Great Elder will be famous in Yunzhou!" The clear laughter, like bursts of thunder, rolled around, and then, countless eyes turned along the sound, and when they saw a middle-aged man behind Yang Ming, their breathing couldn't help but stagnate slightly, and in an instant, many smart disciples of the Hundred Battles Sect suddenly came back to their senses.

It turned out to be disguised!

Yang Ming swallowed a mouthful of saliva and slowly turned his head, only to see a middle-aged man behind him tearing off a human skin mask with a smile, and immediately, a dark face appeared in sight.

After seeing the black-faced middle-aged man appear, Yang Ming suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly smiled bitterly at the moment, these old guys in the Divine Realm really don't have a simple one, this is the rhythm of the plan!

Yang Ming knew in his heart that he did not underestimate the IQ of these high-level people of the Hundred Battle Sect, you must know that none of the strong people who can reach the realm of Tongshen are fools, so it is impossible for them to consider this kind of simple encirclement and reinforcement, but Yang Ming seems to feel that something is wrong there......

I have to say that the hand of the Hundred Battles Sect is really beautiful, if there is no wave along the way, then everything is naturally easy to say, once there is a little wind and grass, it is really difficult to say who will kill the deer.

This time, the Hundred Battles Sect will plan and try to turn the encirclement and reinforcement into the burial place of the Demon Sect Alliance, this calculation is crackling, but the Demon Sect Alliance is a fool, since they have set up an ambush here, how can they not think of this, in this way, the other party must be prepared, at least it will not be as simple as it seems, otherwise, they will definitely not have such an ambush of people......

"Alas, the water is getting deeper and deeper!"

Shaking his head helplessly, he did not show joy like others because of the appearance of the black-faced middle-aged man, but frowned slightly, and a thick worry appeared on his face.

The silence lasted for a long time, and finally it was broken by a loud laugh of surprise: "Sect Master, it's Sect Master, we are saved!"

In just a few words, everyone immediately cheered, this name has almost become their protective umbrella, and only the strength of the sect master can protect their personal safety in the hands of the purple-robed old man.

You must know that the black-faced middle-aged man is a master of the Transformation God Realm, and he has been in this realm for many years, far from being able to compare with the ordinary Transformation God Realm, even if such a strong person can't defeat the purple-robed old man, but if he wants to save their lives, there is naturally no problem.

Thinking of this, everyone suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and the fear in their hearts was gradually swept away by that dark face, and in an instant, a strong battle intent appeared on their faces again......

After the old ghost saw the middle-aged man with a black face, a thick look of surprise flashed on his pale face, but this surprise only lasted for a moment before it slowly disappeared.

The black-faced middle-aged man stepped out in one step, his body was entangled, he suddenly soared up, and then blasted out with a punch, and the monstrous purple sea suddenly trembled violently, and then squirmed wildly, as if it was in great pain, and contracted rapidly, revealing the face of the heavenly poison.

"Hey, you're ...... Gu Yi?" Tian Poison Ming, who was standing in the void, glanced back and forth at the black-faced middle-aged man in the deep mountains, and then said with some hesitation.

"Old poison, I didn't expect this sect to appear here, right?" Behind Gu Yi's hands, a faint smile appeared on his dark face, and the aura surrounded him, and then his body shook suddenly, and an extremely majestic aura burst out.

That was the momentum that belonged to the Transformation God Realm.

"It's really a bit unexpected, but I didn't expect that I haven't seen you for decades, and you bastard has actually broken through to the realm of transforming gods......" After recognizing Gu Yi, Tian Poison Ming's face suddenly sank slightly, as if he thought of some unbearable memory, and his face was surprisingly ugly......

"You can break through the god realm, why can't this sect, have you forgotten who beat you up and called your crying father back then?" Gu Yi's eyes suddenly widened, and a faint cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and the terrifying momentum was like the rebirth of the god of war, and he frantically crushed towards the purple-robed old man.

"Hey, speaking of which, your old poison is really revenge, this sect couldn't bear to kill you back then, so I let you go in Tianxuan Mountain, but I didn't expect that decades later, you would actually take action against my Baizhan Sect, so many years have passed, you must have forgotten the taste of the Dragon Fist, right?"

Feeling the momentum of the latter, Tian Poison Ming's face also changed slightly, with his strength, he could naturally feel the strength of this breath, even if he had been in the Transformation God Realm for many years, he also had a feeling of palpitations.

Such a scene reminded Detian Poison of the big battle back then, that punch almost made him suffer, if he hadn't met the Poison Buddha later, he would have been a corpse on the Ya Xuange Desert.

Therefore, it's okay for Gu Yi not to say this, as soon as he said it, Tian Poison Ming was furious, even if he knew that the other party's strength was stronger than him, but the punch that tortured him for two years made him still remember it vividly.

"Gu Yi, although we are old acquaintances, but you and I have a common hatred, the punch back then, this sect still remembers, today, I will use your blood to pay tribute to the pain I endured in those two years!"

(To be continued.) )