"Since the donor is so stubborn, then don't blame my little monk for being ruthless. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "The black humerus and black monk's robe waved, the white palm of the forty-five slid down, and he shouted coldly: "Kill!"

Hearing the cold shout of the black humerus, the faces of the people in the Xiaoyao Gate suddenly changed, and the internal forces in the veins gushed out one after another, trying to find a suitable breakthrough point and escape from the siege of the Black Dragon Temple.

Just now, the words of his senior brother made everyone who had Xiaoyaomen feel ashamed, and also evoked the memories of their original worship in Xiaoyaomen.

Everyone vaguely remembered that at that time at the top of Xiaoyao Peak, Master Xiaoyaozi looked at them gently, his expression was very kind, but his voice was very stern, when the apprenticeship was completed, when it was the turn of the admonition, their master only said one sentence: "Don't ask for the development of this sect, just ask for a clear conscience!"

This sentence is not only the admonition of Xiaoyaomen, but also the code of conduct of Xiaoyaomen.

When everyone heard this, they seemed to remember Master's gentle face, and for some reason, the fear in their hearts suddenly subsided a lot.

And as Hei Qiu's words fell, these Xiaoyao Sect disciples suddenly erupted with amazing battle intent, and the previous aura of despair was instantly swept away.

"Kill!"

The senior brother of Xiaoyaomen snorted coldly, and the strong internal force burst out, and the strong breath suddenly shook the leaves on the ground and flew out, seeing this momentum, the strength of the terrifying has reached the extreme of the Tongmai realm, as long as the other party is willing, he can wash the trick at any time, and step into the realm of the passage in one fell swoop.

The face of the black humerus on the opposite side also condensed slightly, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, but almost none of them who can get here are simple people.

And when his shouts fell, the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect behind him roared, pulled out their weapons, and the surging internal force turned into strange shapes, and rushed towards the disciples of the Black Dragon Temple in all directions.

Two torrents, one black and one green, suddenly collided together, and where they touched, terrifying energy flew in all directions, and the surrounding trees were also stopped by this strong energy.

The Black Dragon Temple is worthy of being a person in the Demon Gate, at the moment of the battle between the two sides, a terrifying evil aura was exposed in the body, like a bloodthirsty beast, every move is a killing stunt, almost not the slightest fancy, the art of killing has evolved to the extreme, the weapon covered by the internal force, instantly emitted a "snort" friction sound, which makes people feel numb in the scalp.

Come to think of it, these people have also struggled through countless battles, not flowers in a greenhouse.

Looking at the scene where the two sides were strangling, Yang Ming, who was hidden in the dark, couldn't help but sigh in his heart, although the strength of the disciples of this Xiaoyao Sect was good, but in front of these demons in the Black Dragon Temple, whether it was combat power or numbers, it seemed that they were not enough.

These two groups of people are not mediocre people, they are the elites of the first-class sect with a long heritage in Yunzhou, although the strength of the Black Dragon Temple is far stronger than that of the Xiaoyao Gate, but if you want to completely take down these people, the Black Dragon Temple will have to pay an unimaginable price.

Besides, there is also a master who is good at watching the show here, just based on what Senior Brother Xiaoyaomen said just now, even if it is a thankless task, Yang Ming will help them.

Therefore, this battle seemed to be extremely dangerous, and he was almost in a desperate situation, but only Yang Ming knew in his heart that if he could find a suitable opportunity, maybe he would be able to leave this group of bastards from the Black Dragon Temple behind.

The senior brother of Xiaoyaomen had a cold face, holding a soft sword, and he was in a ball with the black humerus, but every move he made looked extremely elegant, and the other disciples of the Black Dragon Temple only saw the cyan shadow constantly flashing in the void.

"It is worthy of being the No. 1 Xiaoyao Sect disciple in Yunzhou, this speed is simply amazing......"

Yang Ming, who was hidden in the dark, saw that the figures of the people in Xiaoyaomen were like ghosts, constantly wandering around the battlefield, and he couldn't help smacking his lips in his heart, and said secretly: "Sure enough, there is a specialization in the art industry, if you cultivate the body method to the extreme, your strength should not be underestimated!"

Time passed slowly, and unconsciously, there were casualties on both sides, and there were already several corpses lying on the ground, including those of the Black Dragon Temple and those of the Xiaoyao Gate, which made Hei Qiu's face very ugly, these disciples were all elites in the door, if they died here, then when the temple was born, what would he do to compete for the inheritance.

"Donor, you have completely angered the little monk!" Hei Hu's eyes widened angrily, his palm shook suddenly, and the Zen staff inserted in the ground suddenly fell into Hei Hu's palm as if it had received some traction.

"Not good!"

Seeing this scene, the pupils of the senior brother of Xiaoyaomen suddenly shrank, and the figure hurriedly retreated towards the rear, however, when he was about to escape from the place, at this moment, a shadow suddenly passed in the void, and then a majestic energy was violently pressed down from the sky, and the terrifying energy actually rubbed against the air, and a sonic boom sounded.

Feeling this terrifying energy, the face of the senior brother of Xiaoyaomen changed suddenly, his palms were quickly raised, and the soft sword wrapped around his arm like a fist, and then he threw a fierce punch out, facing the powerful Zen staff.

"Bang!"

The majestic power was violently pressed down, and immediately collided with a fist glove wrapped around a soft sword, and the moment the two collided, everyone heard the senior brother of Xiaoyaomen snort, and the soft sword wrapped around his hand instantly deformed, and collapsed overwhelmingly.

"Donor, the little monk has advised you, don't try to resist stubbornly, otherwise, you will definitely die!" Above the sky, a black shadow flickered, and a powerful and incomparable Zen staff suddenly attacked again, and the terrifying power almost made all the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect tremble.

Hei Hu's strength is too strong, almost pressing the senior brother of Xiaoyaomen, and the shot is extremely ruthless, once the latter is a little careless, the end will be extremely miserable.

"Hmph, Heihu, even if you kill us today, you won't want to get the blood of the spirit fox, and before Lao Tzu dies, it will definitely not make you feel better. Feeling the threat of death, a fierce color flashed on the face of the senior brother of Xiaoyaomen, and then he raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, took out a bottle from his arms, poured out a blood-colored elixir, and then swallowed it.

"Violent Blood Pill!"

Smelling the familiar smell, the pupils of the black humerus shrank suddenly, and he secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, as the first disciple of the inner gate of the Black Dragon Temple, he naturally knew the power of this Violent Blood Pill, once he let the senior brother of the Xiaoyao Gate obey, his strength would definitely increase by two or three times, or even stronger, if he really let the latter succeed, then he would be in trouble. (To be continued.) )