Subsequently, the middle-aged man in the green robe, that is, the head of the Qingzong dart in the mouth of the big man of the iron tower, at this time, also came to the vicinity of the convoy with the body of the old man, and at the same time shouted loudly, and gathered everyone to immediately gather the carriage behind him.

Hiding behind him, he was at the front, and many kung fu masters and coachmen stood behind him, and those who did not have any ability to protect themselves were in the innermost.

And the body of the old man was also entrusted to the guards of a few of the best kung fu masters by the middle-aged man in the green robe, and he began to concentrate on the new enemy, and the tower man.

As for the scene of the gray-robed and long-eyebrow old man stopping the small stone shot out just now, he was naturally seen by him with his spare eye.

In my heart, I was shocked, but I didn't have time to think about it.

It's just a dark feeling, and the feeling that this old man with long eyebrows gives people is very weird.

The flesh is like the heaviness of a mountain, but with a faint cold aura.

And when the small stone hit his palm, his palm did not fluctuate in the slightest.

It's like a real copper skin and iron bones.

This is not something that can be done by the power of qi and blood.

However, at this moment, the situation is dangerous, and it is difficult to think about it carefully.

However, there was suddenly such a mysterious figure in the convoy, and this mysterious old man was obviously not in the same group as the minions of the Namoro Palace.

That's the best news at this time.

In this way, even if the other party, at this time, has an extra monk master who can inspire a huge fireball to help, it should not be too busy.

As long as everything is supported until the old Dao Divine Consciousness Yuan Dan returns, then everyone will be safe.

It may also be taken from the old man in the gray robe with long eyebrows just now. The new guy and the big man of the tower didn't continue to launch continuous attacks.

gave the middle-aged people in the green robe the opportunity to gather the crowd.

Ye Quan saw that everyone was constantly converging towards the middle-aged man in the green robe, and then thought about the strength that the middle-aged man had just shown. I feel that my body really doesn't seem to have any self-preservation power at the moment, and if it is behind him, it should be safer, anyway, there are more people and there is always more strength.

He also took Mrs. Li's mother and son, and quickly approached under the 'protection' of the gray-robed old man with long eyebrows.

At this time, Mrs. Li inadvertently glanced at the back of the gray-robed long-eyebrow old man, and in addition to the fear that had existed before, there was also a trace of special emotion mixed in it. And the child Xun'er, who was supported by his arms, showed obvious fear of the surrounding killing scenes. Some timidly buried their heads in their mother's body.

Soon, the chaotic battlefield just now was immediately divided into two battle camps.

One is the team of people led by the middle-aged man in the green robe.

On the other hand, there are many people wearing black and red suits. Masked man wearing a ghost mask. Among them, the big man of the iron tower, and a young man with a hooked nose, stood at the front, looking like a leader.

The big man of the iron tower, who is one foot tall, stands out from the crowd in this group of people, and it is indeed very oppressive.

At this time. His eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the old man with long eyebrows. He said in a gloomy voice: "Friend, I respect that your means are not weak, I advise you not to meddle in the grievances between the Moro Hall and the Qingyuan Old Nose, if you leave now, our river water will not violate the well water, and there will be nothing to do, otherwise, you will be against the Moro Hall again, and you can only be crushed to death together by the same group of people behind you!"

As he spoke, the big man of the iron tower pointed a pitch-black finger towards the crowd of convoys where Ye Quan's short body was, as if pointing to a group of ants.

The middle-aged man in the green robe glanced at the gray-robed long-eyebrow old man beside him with some concern, and saw that he heard this, but he did not have the slightest emotional fluctuation, and he didn't even glance at the big man of the iron tower, and his heart was suddenly relieved.

At this time, I saw that in the innermost crowd, a young man's lips moved slightly, as if he was scolding. But the voice was so soft that even the beautiful young woman and her son beside him didn't hear anything clearly.

That young man was naturally none other than Ye Quan.

"Hmph, what's the use of you letting go of my iron-armored corpse, he is already dead, that's too problematic. What Moro Palace, I haven't heard of it at all!" Ye Quan hid in the innermost crowd and stayed with Mrs. Li.

Listening to the words of the big man of the iron tower, he suddenly frowned unhappily.

"Don't you eat and drink in a toast?" the tower man sneered, and his eyes began to exude murderous aura.

Suddenly, his left ear moved slightly, and then, his brow furrowed suddenly, and he immediately shouted to the hooked nose beside him: "Be careful underground!"

At the same time, he slammed one hand to the side, and his movements seemed to be lightweight, and he grabbed the hook-nosed youth into his hand and moved it away like lightning.

Then, under the feet of the hook-nosed monk who had just stood, a sharp black light immediately appeared, and violently burst out of the ground, and with a stroke in the air, it immediately turned around again, and rushed into the ground, and disappeared without a trace.

Ye Quan of the crowd lowered his eyebrows and eyes, his face was expressionless, but he secretly said pity in his heart.

"Hehe, it seems that there are still friends who haven't shown up!" The big man of the iron tower first glanced at the hook-nosed monk, and at the same time, his eyes shook left and right, and the sharp light in his eyes glanced around, and said with some meaning in his mouth.

"Whoosh!"

The hook-nosed man was not squeezed or injured in the slightest in the hands of the tower man, and it also showed how subtle the strength of his hand was.

But at this time, a trace of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his eyes stared at the ground where he was standing just now with fear and resentment, and he couldn't help but be a little angry, and suddenly snorted coldly, and then took out a spirit rune, and after activating it, a circle of blue light immediately appeared, wrapping it into a huge light cocoon, and then, its body immediately broke away from the giant palm of the iron tower man, and then rose into the air without wings.

But it uses a gale spirit rune that can make people fly against the wind!

This spirit rune is quite precious, enough to need three hundred spirit stones, it is a consumable, this kind of thing, is not an ordinary casual cultivation can be willing to use.

When Ye Quan saw this, his eyes narrowed slightly.

After activating a gale rune, the hook-nosed monk took out a spirit rune with spiritual light again without stopping, and after entering the activation, an earthy yellow spherical shield appeared outside the blue aperture.

It was tightly protected.

Ye Quan saw this guy's series of methods, and couldn't help but feel familiar with them, these processes were what he used to use, but unfortunately, at this moment, his mana was limited, even if there were many second-grade spirit runes, even second-grade top-grade spirit runes, he basically couldn't use them if he wanted to.

After taking precautions, the hook-nosed monk raised his hand, and a metallic red ring in his wrist trembled slightly, and flew away abruptly, and began to spontaneously combust in the air.

In an instant, it turned from a little spark to a flash of firelight, and in an instant it became a huge fireball, it seemed, the fireball was three feet in diameter, burning, the raging heat wave swept in, and the surrounding temperature seemed to be much higher, it was such a huge fireball, which was floated overhead by its envoy, and it looked effortless.

Looking from a distance, majestic and majestic, the hooked nose smiled indifferently at this time, and his eyes swept towards the people below with a little pride.

On the side of the convoy, many ordinary mortals who had never seen the monk's methods showed shocked and frightened expressions, and they gasped one by one, and they just smiled coldly.

It was only at this moment that the hook-nosed monk's methods were fully displayed.

At the same time, it was also revealed that this person was a monk in the late Kaiyuan period who could use real magic weapons. (To be continued......)

PS: I feel like this chapter is written without feelings. Work hard in the next chapter.