The top of the mountain.

As time went on, the fighting became more and more fierce.

Although the remnants of the Black Sha cult gathered here, they were not the opponents of the alliance of all parties.

One body after another fell to the ground.

On the narrow mountain road, the scarlet blood has stained the stone surface, and the land of several meters is comparable to a meat grinder.

"what!"

Ou Shuyuan, a **** Temole, roared up to the sky, his footwork flashed in a row, and he rushed forward fiercely.

His sturdy body is like an old bear hitting a tree, and his hands are grasping, patting, or pressing, and he uses eighteen grasping techniques one after another.

The agile figure flickered in the field, but whenever anyone came into contact with it, they would all be blown out by force, either dead or injured.

Although he has bare hands and fists, his hands are like knives, cutting horizontally and vertically.

Energetic surged, he continued to slap one person to death, kick another person, and two spatulas in front of him fell into his head.

"when……"

Hard work protecting the body, making the sound of gold and iron collision, Ou Shuyuan's body paused, and he continued to take it straight from the palace.

But after such a delay, another knife fell from the rear, silently, but shockingly sharp.

"Para..."

Rao is because of his hard work, and he was dragged a foot-long blood trough behind his back.

Two people on the left and right leaped up, like a falling star, rushing towards them.

The master of star picking!

"Peng!"

Amidst the muffled sound, the figure broke away.

As the rocks exploded and flew, Ou Shuyuan staggered, only to feel that his strength was vaguely unstable.

"hiss……"

The sword light flashed, and the figure stagnated in the field.

"Uh...uh..."

Ou Shuyuan covered his throat with his hands, his neck desperately leaned back, his eyes were full of unwillingness, and finally he fell helplessly to the ground.

"Elder!"

Someone on the black evil sect side roared, and several surviving first-rate masters immediately exploded with all their might.

For a time, the swords, lights and shadows were intertwined like a tide, and it was against the trend that the masters of all walks of life were once again pressed down.

But obviously.

They can't hold on for long.

Shangguan Xiu, Xie Zhiwu and others looked at each other, their eyes were fixed, and their eyes were full of murderous intent.

Meteor goes through the sun!

Thousand Hands King Kong!

Chasing the cloud!

All kinds of marvellous skills and knowledge are blooming, especially the masters of the Star Picking Tower and Ziyangmen.

The vigor whistling like a tornado, the cold light like a blade, cutting forward frantically, wanting to kill everything.

The intent to kill was even more shocking to the audience.

The evil spirits taught everyone all looked white, and the offensive was not yet ready, and many people were already desperate.

That's it!

Even several first-class masters are sinking.

Suddenly, a stream of light glided out of the mountains and rocks in the rear.

The figure suddenly appeared, pushing both palms forward.

"boom!"

There was a blast of fierce thunder on the ground, and many of the incoming offensives collapsed. There was no need to raise their strength, and more than a dozen people fell out at the same time.

Among them are the first-class top masters Xie Guowu, Shangguan Xiu and others...

"Innate master!"

"Qi Bing!"

"You finally showed up!"

"Zheng!"

In the long roar, the sword groaned, and a touch of cold light rose from the military mansion crowd, and slammed into the air.

On the other hand, a middle-aged man also stepped on the void, stepping several feet, and tapping the place with his folding fan.

"Brother Qi, let me help you."

Innate master!

At this time, the innate combat power that had been hidden for a long time finally shot. Although there were only three people, one shot could overwhelm the audience.

"Hmph!" After Qi Bing landed, he glanced around the square, snort disdainfully at the middle-aged man's words:

"It's not advisable to stay here for a long time, I will stop them first, you guys go!"

"The leader?"

"You go first, don't care about us!"

"Stop talking more." Qi Bing said with a solemn expression:

"Hurry up, I have refined that thing. As long as I escaped a catastrophe today, I won't be able to get up again in the future."

"go!"

Before the sound fell, he had risen into the air, clenched a fist with one hand, and slammed fiercely towards the attacking two.

Da Hei Tian Fist!

"Om..."

The energy exploded and the wind raged.

…………

Back mountain.

Taoist silhouettes shuttled through the forest.

The two of them looked almost identical, and roared in a desperate manner:

"Your Excellency, who dare to **** the things from the Star Picking Tower, aren't you afraid that I will wait for revenge?"

"Pick the Star Tower, what a big tone!" A little at the foot of the masked Fang Yunshan, the whole person fluttered out two feet lightly:

"Wait until you catch me."

"Woo..."

Abruptly, there was a low sound of flute in the forest.

The sound of the sound, like resentment like admiration, like weeping like complaint, makes people cry when they hear it.

Sounds, silently affect the minds of others.

The physical strength of a group of people also quietly slowed down.

"when……"

In the sound of the flute, a stream of light flashed, and it instantly hit the strange wooden box in Fang Yunshan's hand.

With a soft sound, the wooden box was already flying high.

"Who!"

"Grab the treasure!"

In an instant, several people broke free from the sound of the flute and tried their best to grab the flying wooden box.

…………

"Who is Your Excellency?"

Guitoujian Zhou Yi looked gloomy, and looked back and forth at Moqiu who was wrapped in a black robe:

"Zhou's advice, put things down honestly, so as not to bring disaster to yourself."

"Heh..." Don't ask for lightness.

He saw this scene as soon as he arrived when he collected his things, and even the things fell under his feet.

If God doesn't take it, it will take the blame instead, so naturally it will not be polite.

Besides...

He looked back slightly, and a figure wrapped in the same black robe touched the toes and fluttered lightly.

It's just a shaking, it's two feet of land.

Walking dead!

Nowadays, the walking corpse, nourished by Yin Qi for several years, is already a powerful, bronze-skinned and iron-boned, no less than a first-class master.

Even if the famous martial arts expatriate elder Guitou Sword is opposite, Moqiu is not afraid.

"Huh?" The other party obviously saw the movement of the walking corpse, his eyes narrowed, and his gaze turned away:

"How do you call a friend?"

"Next week Yi, the elder of the Wuxing Xiangming Branch, I should have seen it before, right?"

This time, the first-class masters who came to encircle and suppress the rebels, whether they are familiar or unfamiliar, have heard of each other.

But the two people in front of him made him feel strange.

However, the light work that these two people showed was extremely impressive, and it made him subconsciously not dare to act recklessly.

"Elder Zhou doesn't need to say much." Moqiu unrolled the scroll and glanced at it, confirming that there is nothing, and then put it in his arms:

"This thing has a predestined relationship with the next, so you are welcome to accept it. As for the other things..."

He glanced at the audience, looked at the boxes of goods, considered for a moment, and finally shook his head:

"Forget it, everyone discuss the points!"

Yin Luo turned around and left.

The things hidden here should be good, but he has only one person and doesn't have such a big appetite.

"Wait a minute!" Zhou Yi said suddenly, his eyes flashing, and he said every word:

"The two hiding their heads and covering their faces, do not show their true faces. I'm afraid it's not the remnants of the Black Evil Cult that survived here, right?"

As soon as there was a silence in the field, the other two men and horses also quietly surrounded them, their eyes turned towards this with hostility.

Chu Zhuang and Ge Yuan who were not far away were even more pale, and they stepped back two steps to tighten their bodies.

In any case, during this period of fighting, the major forces and the Black Sha cult have forged injustices.

"Black evil teaches the remnant?" Mo Qiu raised his brow, then shook his head:

"Naturally not."

"You said no, isn't it?" Zhou Yi snorted coldly, his figure suddenly flashed and his swords came out of their sheaths:

"Leave things behind!"

He was not a calm temper. He was impatient after a little temptation. It was even more impossible to let the opponent leave. He simply took action directly. After all, as a first-class expert, no matter who the opponent is, there is no need to be afraid.

The Guitou Sword is worthy of its name, with a weird sword body, a dark halo flashing, and its fierce murderous intent has come close.

"Well……"

Mo Qiu squinted his eyes and flicked his arm under the black robe.

The walking corpse on the side roared silently, and the whole person rushed out straight, and buckled his arms forward.

"Looking for death!" Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows and showed anger.

The other party dared to look down upon himself so much, the energy in his body soared, and Jian Guang once again flourished.

"when!"

The collision of the two swords with the arms made a crisp sound.

Zhou Yi's face turned pale, and he felt like he had hit a mountain, and his whole body trembled, but after all, he was a first-rate expert, strong and powerful, and the power of two swords was equally extraordinary.

One person and one corpse, while leaning back.

"Huh!"

The cold light flashed in front of him, Moqiu rushed silently, a soft sword popped out from his waist, and a five-step kill came.

With a black robe covering his breath and blessing his speed, his shots at this moment almost reached the unprecedented peak of this style.

Even Zhou Yi, a top expert, instantly broke into a cold sweat.

"Bah..."

The sword light flashed away, bringing out a **** flower, accompanied by a muffled grunt, the Ghost Head Sword was already slanting towards the dense forest.

A few flashes disappeared.

he……

Escaped!

Mo Qiu raised his eyebrows ~lightnovelpub.net~ with a look of surprise, looked at the rest of the people in the field, and quietly stepped back.

"call……"

As soon as he retreated, everyone not far away immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

It is self-evident that one or even two masters who are suspected of being a first-class level brought them pressure.

"Uncle Shi." Ge Yuan whispered immediately:

"How do I feel, that person's voice is a bit familiar?"

"Oh?" Chu Zhuang didn't care:

"There are only a few top masters here. You have heard the voice of the other party. It is probably because you don't want to be missed by Ziyangmen and Wu Xing.

"Really?" Ge Yuan frowned:

"But how do I feel..."

"never mind!"