This Holy Movement Stage cultivator only felt a hot current gushing out of his throat, and his whole body began to become cold, and there was an incredible look in his eyes.

At this time, the three of them exerted their strength at the same time and withdrew the magic weapon inserted into each other's throats.

With a "snap", this person's body fell to the ground softly, and the pills in the space were scattered all over the ground.

This kind of scene stunned all the onlookers of the sect family, which was too exaggerated, and in the blink of an eye, a cultivator of the Holy Movement Stage was killed by four cultivators of the Fusion God Stage.

"The body style of the four of them is somewhat similar to the body style of the four of our family heads when they were fighting for the position of the head of the family that day!" said a child who had seen the four of them fighting the elder of the sect that day.

"I said why is it so powerful!"

"It's just that these people came out of nowhere, I haven't seen them before!"

"I don't know about this, but it must be a good hand secretly cultivated by the head of the family and his brothers!"

"It makes sense, looking at their armor, it's not ordinary!" said a child of the sect family enviously.

At this time, the three of them quickly retreated to the side of their partner who had been knocked out of the air in the group, and helped him up.

The man also took off the armor on his head, revealing a bloody face.

The three of them hurriedly took out the pill, helped their partner take it, and wiped the blood from his face.

Seeing that their partners nodded at themselves, the three of them also took off the protective gear on their heads, revealing their pale faces, and each took the pill.

Picking up his partner who had fallen to the ground after being hit hard, the four of them supported each other and walked in front of Zong Zhuoyuan.

"The head of the Qi family, the assassin has been intercepted and killed by the four of us. The four of them said loudly.

Zong Zhuoyuan nodded, his expression a little excited: "Okay, good, good!" ”

"Yes!" the four of them shouted, walked to the chair behind Zong Zhuoyuan and sat neatly, closed their eyes and rested.

Ming Yao'er looked at the four of them with a thoughtful expression.

Wei Jia was originally watching the fierce battle in the field, but when he turned his head, he saw Ming Yao'er's expression, and saw that she was looking at the four people intently, so he couldn't bear it anymore, and walked to Lin You's side and said, "Youyou, the four of us can't just watch, we haven't done it for a long time." Besides, just let your subordinates work hard, and it doesn't sound good to say it!"

Lin You looked at Zong Zhuoyuan and Song Qun, and the two of them were also excited, looking eager to try.

After thinking about it, Lin You spoke: "Okay, let's mention that grandpa will cook that person!" Speaking of this, Lin You paused: "But the last fatal blow is better for Zhuo Yuan!"

Wei Jia nodded again and again: "Of course, this limelight matter, of course, has to be left to the sect master!"

Lin You's body moved, and he had already floated far away, leaving only a faint sound.

"Then let's do it!"

Zong Zhuoyuan and the three of them also showed their magic weapons, chased Lin You's figure, and came to Song Shen's side.

"Grandpa, you don't have to tease him, a few of us can take care of it for you!" Lin You said to Song Shen with a smile.

"Okay, I'm just trying to rest!" Song Shen forced the opponent into a corner, retreated, and said, "I'll leave it to you!"

Lin You and the four surrounded this person in a corner under the competition platform.

"Look, the head of the family, they're going to do it!" said a disciple of the clan.

"Why don't the four of them wear armor?" said the other kid with some surprise.

He was right, Lin You and the four of them really came up in their usual clothes.

However, when the armor of the four people is attacked by ** that cannot be resisted, they will naturally take the initiative to get up, so the four of them dare to hold it up like this.

Lin You shook He Xi's fan in his hand, with a smile on his face: "Look at your eyes, tell me, who sent you!"

"Grandpa, I want to come by myself, no one directs me!" the man said with a cold look in his eyes.

"Look for death!" Lin You said, and the He Xi fan in his hand pushed out.

"Do whatever you want!" Lin You's wrist shook from side to side, and two fan-like lights and shadows flew obliquely from the left and right.

A few people were originally close, but in an instant, the attack arrived.

And Zong Zhuoyuan also shook his long sword at the same time, and a sword element, as thick as an arm, shook and hit it.

Song Qun also raised his arm, and an arrow shot out.

At such a short distance, the three of them stood in place like this, attacking one after another.

Wei Jia folded his arms in front of his chest, and stood leisurely behind the three of them as if he had nothing to do with it.

The light and shadow in front of the other party flashed, flickering and dimming, and shaking.

Everyone on the sidelines was stunned again, damn it, this is a Holy Movement Period cultivator, and the four of you are like beating water dogs.

"Zhuoyuan, this guy is quite resistant!" Lin You waved the He Xi fan in his hand, turned his head and said to Zong Zhuoyuan with a smile.

Zong Zhuoyuan nodded, and the attack in his hand did not stop: "Well, this guy's defense is good, and he has a fight with Xiaopang!"

Song Qun kept drawing his bow and shooting arrows, and he also interjected: "I don't think so, it's still Brother Wei's defense is stronger!"

Everyone opened their mouths wide again, speechless for a while, and no matter how hard they defended, the three of them chatted.

At this time, Lin You spoke again: "It's very simple to know who is stronger in defense between the fat man and him, let's withdraw the attack, let him and the fat man come for a while, don't you understand!" As he spoke, Lin You's body flashed slightly and stopped attacking.

"Agree!" Zong Zhuoyuan said, his hand stopped, and his body also retreated backwards.

"Agreed!" Song Qun jumped directly to the side.

"My sister of the three of you!" Wei Jia listened to the conversation between the three of them, and saw that his front was suddenly empty, and he couldn't help but scold: "Damn, you three are really scum!" scolded in his mouth, but his body did not mean to dodge.

Lin You said with a smile: "Not only can the three of us perform, but we also have to give you a chance to show your face in front of Ming Yao'er!"

Wei Jiayi grinned: "Thank you, I thank you for your eight generations of ancestors!"

Lin You also smiled: "You're polite, get ready to meet the enemy!"

I saw the person on the other side, with a faint layer of True Yuan Protective Body in front of him, and I vaguely saw that he was closing his eyes inside, waving his arms with his teeth and claws, and he didn't know what he was grabbing.

"Hey, hey, buddy!" Wei Jia poked his head and said, "Dude, wake up, their attack has stopped, what are you excited about!"

The man after the true yuan slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing that caught my eye was Wei Jia's extremely annoying face.

This guy was so aggrieved in his heart, it was originally two people who pestered Song Shen, so that the other three could do their best to deal with Zong Zhuoyuan and others, but who knew that in a blink of an eye, his companion was entangled by four small words.

And Song Shen played a good trick on him again, and then left.

Seeing that there were four boys who were less than the spiritual period, I thought that I could be majestic, but who knew that these boys attacked very strangely, and they didn't talk about routines.

Now as soon as he saw Wei Jia's hateful face that seemed to be smiling, he breathed a vicious breath, and without thinking about it, his body turned into a meteor, and the long sword in his hand let out a clear sound, shining brightly, and rushed towards Wei Jia.

has been aggrieved for a long time, and he has used this attack to the fullest.

Wei Jia's expression straightened, his hands twisted, a layer of gray mist dissipated in front of him, and his armor instantly enveloped his whole body.

As soon as the assassin's body flew out, Lin Youzong Zhuoyuan and Song Qun also moved, and they all attacked the assassin.

"Boom!", and the meteor slammed into Wei Jia's chest.

Seeing Wei Jia's body fly upside down six or seven meters away, he fell heavily to the ground.

As soon as the assassin's body recovered, he felt that something was wrong, and a light and shadow actually crashed into him silently.

There was no time to urge Zhenyuan, and this guy was also shot away more than ten meters away.

But the figures of Lin You and the three of them were always following him.

"Lao Tzu just let you," Lin You's hand He Xi fan fanned: "Compare with him to defend," He Xi fan in his hand waved again: "Who let you fuck," shaking He Xi fan again, Dao Dao white shadow flew out and attacked the assassin, and his body also fell in front of the assassin: "Knock him to the ground!"

The assassin was lying on the ground, Lin You was standing on the left side of his body, Song Qun was standing on the right side of his body, and Zong Zhuoyuan was standing in the direction of his feet.

The assassin's chest churned, his throat was sweet, and he managed not to vomit blood.

It's just that he didn't see that the unforgiving sword that Zong Zhuoyuan was carrying behind him was already blood-red.