Although the sixth aunt and the ninth aunt are women, they are women who do not let their eyebrows be shaved, and under the condescending geographical advantage, they attack with all their might, and the momentum is extremely fierce, and the mighty aura immediately attracted the attention of the temple sect.

"Hit a stone with an egg!"

Seeing the two women swooping down, the temple sect snorted coldly, looked up at the two women, and stood still.

"Old thief, die!"

The sixth aunt took the lead and blasted towards the temple sect with a punch, and the violent gang qi formed a hurricane, and the momentum was terrifying.

At the same time, Aunt Nine spared no effort, and with an angry roar, she blasted over with Aunt Six's punch.

The two fierce qi met in the air, and there was friction, and there was a thrilling whistling sound, which made people smell and change.

"Good time!"

At this time, the temple sect with the strength of one person, just blocked thousands of troops, it was the time of high spirits, a long roar, the golden scepter in his hand was held high, and suddenly a staff struck at the two of them, the golden scepter burst out with a violent force, making countless whistling sounds, like a demon released in hell.

Suddenly!

An aura of extreme danger spread through the air.

"Not good!"

Almost an instinct, the temple sect looked down, and suddenly looked horrified, only to see that not far ahead, a sharp arrow shot over, the sharp arrow was extremely weird, silent, like a ghost.

The temple sect let out an earth-shattering roar, which was originally aimed at the scepter of the sixth and ninth aunts, and suddenly changed direction, and swept towards the silent sharp arrow.

Disheveled!

The ghostly arrow was struck by the golden scepter, and with a loud sound the sky and the earth cracked, it turned into powder, and in the air, the shattered arrows flew one after another, as if countless mosquitoes were flying......

"Ah......h

The fierce fists of the sixth and ninth aunts slammed into the body of the temple sect, and the temple sect let out a heart-rending scream, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

The temple sect is worthy of being a god warrior, under the heavy blow, the golden long sleeves suddenly flicked, and the sixth and ninth aunts flew upside down like projectiles as if they were hit by a bloody bull, and the air was full of blood rain.

With just one move, the temple sect hit the sixth and ninth aunts hard, and the fierceness of their combat effectiveness can be seen.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The residents who had been killed in horror saw that the temple sect was injured, and their spirits were suddenly lifted, and in a burst of shouts of killing, the residents who were hesitant once again launched a fierce charge that was not afraid of death, and took the opportunity to beat the water dogs.

The temple sect stood on the top of the steps, a shocking bloodshot overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and he did not move, as if he did not see the crowd that rushed over like a tide.

The temple sect is looking for someone.

A man who shoots an arrow.

Finally, in the midst of the thousands of people, the temple sect found its target.

It was a young man, a long-haired young man standing tall in the midst of the crowd, whom the temple knew and it was he who had killed one of his most powerful arms, the Golden Belt Divine Envoy.

The man stood in the middle of the crowd, holding a longbow, with an indifferent face, and a pair of deep eyes, quietly looking at the temple sect.

The two men met their gazes.

The corners of Zhao Yuan's mouth flashed with a hint of laughter, which was ridicule.

Looking at the ridicule on the corner of Zhao Yuan's mouth, the corner of the temple sect's mouth actually had a sinister smile.

"You're going to die!"

Zhao Yuan heard the temple sect spit out three words, as if they were in his ears, extremely clear.

"Not good!"

A sense of danger appeared without warning.

didn't have time to think about it at all, Zhao Yuan bent his bow and arrows one after another, and between the lightning and flint, he shot at least more than thirty sharp arrows.

It's late!

Countless sharp arrows turned into powder, and the scepter in the hand of the temple sect flickered, and it actually appeared in front of Zhao Yuan's eyes, and the golden scepter inlaid with jade hit Zhao Yuan's chest hard, and there was a muffled sound of "Peng", and a wild force penetrated into Zhao Yuan's body, and Zhao Yuan felt that his internal organs were displaced.

Zhao Yuan fell, and the residents around him retreated one after another, giving way to a vacant land.

The temple's golden crown was crooked, and the golden robe was torn, revealing its strong muscles.

The residents were taken by the divine courage of the temple sect, and their faces showed a look of fear, and they did not dare to move forward.

The temple sect stood like a mountain, staring at Zhao Yuan on the ground, and his body did not move at all.

"You're dead!"

Zhao Yuan spat out a mouthful of blood, struggled to get up, and slowly untied the heavy black-backed long knife on his back. Although the temple sect hit Zhao Yuan hard, it couldn't take Zhao Yuan's life, because Zhao Yuan was a dragon armor protector.

The black-backed long knife, in the midday sun, flickered with a touching cold light, looking at the cold light, the residents of Crescent City subconsciously took a step back, because they felt a rare and unparalleled fierce aura.

Before Zhao Yuan obtained the black-backed long knife, it didn't know how many lives it had harvested, and after it fell into Zhao Yuan's hands, it killed countless heroes and heroes, and the more ferocious it became.

Under the gaze of thousands of people, Zhao Yuan, who was faltering, held the black-backed long knife in both hands, and walked towards the temple sect step by step.

The temple sect's gloomy gaze stared at Zhao Yuan, still motionless.

Thousands of people watched this strange scene, the atmosphere was suffocating, and people held their breath for fear of alarming the two.

The people waited for the earth-shattering attack of the temple sect.

Quiet, silently quiet.

Quiet, the silence of a pin drop that can be heard.

Slowly, slowly, Zhao Yuan raised the black-backed long knife, and then, a strange scene appeared, the temple sect did not move, and let Zhao Yuan put the black-backed long knife on his chest.

Seeing the sharp long knife low on his chest, the temple sect couldn't do anything, because it was difficult for him to even move his fingers.

Although the temple is a god warrior, but he is still a human, he is not a god, he uses the strength of one person to block the attack of the residents who are not afraid of death, and he is at the end of the crossbow, followed by Zhao Yuan's sharp arrows, and was injured by the fierce imperial magic of the sixth aunt and nine aunts.

When the temple sect tried to kill Zhao Yuan, it was hit hard by countless sharp arrows again, and after persevering until Zhao Yuan was severely damaged, he was already exhausted and had no strength left.

"See you again!"

Zhao Yuan showed a bright smile on his face, his arm suddenly exerted force, and the sharp black-backed long knife pierced through the chest of the temple sect, like cutting tofu, and the bloody tip of the knife came out from the back of the heart.

"Who are you?" Miao Zong looked at Zhao Yuan, and blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth.

"Zhao Yuan. ”

"There are also twenty-three temple sects at the level of gods and devil warriors. A sinister smile appeared at the corner of the temple's mouth.

"They're all going to die. Zhao Yuan smiled, with a calm expression.

"You?" Miao Zong wanted to laugh very much, but he couldn't laugh, and coughed a few times, and all he coughed out was black blood. In fact, if it weren't for the support of Zhao Yuan's long knife, he would have fallen to the ground a long time ago.

"My faith is demonic. Zhao Yuan suddenly took a step closer, attached the ear temple sect, and said softly.

"Ah...... You...... You ......"

"I also know that your faith is also a demon. ”

"Puff...... The temple sect looked at Zhao Yuan with a frightened face, his body trembled violently, because he was too excited, he squirted out a mouthful of dirty blood, and the dirty blood sprayed towards Zhao Yuan's body.

Zhao Yuan didn't dodge, and let him spray a face of blood.

"The temple is finished, and I will replace the Xuantian God and Demon Master. ”

Zhao Yuan's five fingers were opened, he grabbed the golden crown on the head of the temple sect, held the long knife in his right hand, and suddenly pulled it, and the bloody long knife was pulled out, and the temple sect, a pair of eyes were full of unwilling staring at Zhao Yuan, and his lips kept inciting, as if he wanted to say something.

"Go ahead!"

Zhao Yuan's left hand was loosened, and the long knife in his right hand swung out like lightning, and the head of the temple sect flew into the sky, and then, it fell heavily to the ground, blood sprinkled in the sky, and at the same time, the headless body of the temple sect also fell straight and straight in a pool of blood like dry firewood.