Several middle-aged people saw Qinglin burst out of the formation, their expressions changed suddenly.

That kind of panic on his face is absolutely impossible to pretend.

"It's over... it's over..."

The faces of several middle-aged people were ashen ashes, and they were absent-minded.

Bang...

With a slight explosion, Shura's lock body dissipated completely.

"Hahahaha."

In the array, Qing Lin laughed wildly.

Within the laughter, full of madness and hideousness, people shudder.

A pair of jealous and cold eyes looked directly at the middle-aged people.

"If I remember correctly, you guys are the tribes who escaped by the three big families of Feiyue City back then."

"I'm not looking for you, you ran into the door."

Qing Lin's teeth were biting, and the bloodthirsty meaning made people shocked.

Whoosh...

In the next second, Qing Lin's figure disappeared instantly.

When he reappeared, he had already come to those people.

hiss…

Qinglin turned his palms into claws, and several blood lights flashed past the claws.

The blood fell, and one of them was instantly divided.

"Quick...Kill this demon."

The remaining two people exclaimed.

In the distance, the remaining Shura warriors, as well as the law enforcement team warriors, froze in place.

Especially looking at the terrible situation of the deacon who was still powerful before, being dismembered, it made them shiver unconsciously.

Hiss...

A few more blood lights flashed past, and the remaining two were instantly divided into blood.

The corpse fell on the ground, already **** and miserable.

"Here you are." Qing Lin's bloodthirsty eyes looked at the martial artists in the distance.

"I...we..." The faces of the warriors were pale.

Whoosh... the bloodthirsty blood claws quickly attacked them.

Just at this moment, a touch of swordsman came out.

Qiang... Jian Feng immediately blocked the blood claw.

"Huh?" Qing Lin narrowed his eyes and looked directly at Xiao Yi in front of him.

Yes, Xiao Yi stood in front of a group of warriors, with the Blizzard Sword in his hand, stopping Qing Lin.

"What are you doing?" Qing Lin looked at Xiao Yi coldly.

Xiao Yi was not afraid of Qing Lin's cold gaze, and said in a deep voice, "I remember these warriors didn't shoot you, right?"

"Haha." Qing Lin grinned, "You didn't see it."

"If these guys hadn't set up an ambush and jointly attacked, how could I be trapped in Shura's locks."

"When I was trapped in the formation, these guys stopped besiege."

Xiao Yi nodded, but did not retract the sword.

"At least, after I declared the wanted order invalid, these warriors did not take action."

"Did you forget that these guys just turned a blind eye to you being besieged?" Qing Lin increased his tone.

"I remember, but it doesn't matter." Xiao Yi shook his head.

"One yard is one yard. They have not violated the rules of the temple. They are the warriors of my Asura Hall. I cannot let you kill them."

It is indeed one yard to one yard.

Even these warriors and law enforcement teams besieged Qinglin before.

But at that time, Qinglin had a wanted order, and they acted on the wanted order and besieged Qinglin.

But when Xiao Yi appeared and declared the wanted order invalid, these warriors did not make any more moves.

Regardless of the reason, as long as they did not violate the rules of the temple, Xiao Yi, as the master of the temple of Asura, had the obligation to protect these law enforcement teams and warriors.

"Is one yard into one?" Qing Lin narrowed his eyes and smiled suddenly.

"The grievances and grievances are clear, well, I will sell you face this time."

"get out."

Behind Xiao Yi, a group of warriors, like a pardon.

"Thank you for your help." The warriors showed their gratitude and saluted.

"Come on, there won't be peace here later." Xiao Yi said indifferently, looking straight into the distance.

"Unrest?" A group of warriors were puzzled, but they nodded and retreated quickly.

In the same place, only Xiao Yi and Qinglin were left, of course, there were also several middle-aged corpses not far away, as well as the several law enforcement team fighters who were killed by Xiao Yi's sword energy.

"Do you feel it too?" Qing Lin glanced at Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi nodded, "I didn't expect you to be a powerful Saint King Realm."

Yes, Qinglin is a strong man in the Holy King Realm.

Xiao Yi believed that he couldn't read it wrong, otherwise the chief deacon of the late Saint Stage would not be instantly killed.

Looking at Qing Lin's age, at most a few years older than himself, he has such a cultivation level and strength, it is really amazing.

Heiyun learns and teaches, does not accept Tianjiao, only accepts evildoers, the fruit is not false.

However, the madness of Qing Lin's murderous behavior just now caused Xiao Yi to frown slightly.

So bloodthirsty, so cruel, like a servant who kills countless people, or even a demon.

On the side, Qing Lin noticed Xiao Yi's slight frown and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Why, regret breaking the line and let me out?"

"But you think my methods are too harsh?"

Xiao Yi shook his head, "A little bit, but it doesn't matter."

"Do you like to say that it doesn't matter?" Qing Lin smiled playfully.

"Originally, I didn't care about your life, but you saved my life somehow."

"I advise you to leave now, otherwise..."

"It's all here, let's go after playing." Xiao Yi interrupted.

Almost after a few breaths of Xiao Yi's voice, hundreds of breaths suddenly appeared in the distance.

Hundreds of figures came quickly.

But for a moment, hundreds of figures have surrounded the two of Xiao Yi.

Among the hundreds of figures, headed by three gorgeously dressed middle-aged men.

"At the end of the Universe Heavenly Extreme, thirty Promise Saint Realms." Xiao Yi's expression instantly became solemn.

These hundreds of people were actually all the martial artists of the late celestial stage, and dozens of them had a cultivation base far surpassing him, and they were obviously martial artists of the Promise Saint Realm.

And the three middle-aged people headed by Xiao Yi couldn't understand their cultivation.

But the breath of the three of them is no different from Qinglin.

If the guess is correct, these three are all Saint King Realm martial artists.

"Trouble." Xiao Yi muttered to himself, his face a little ugly.

Qinglin sneered when he heard the words, "If you feel troublesome and don't want to provoke resentment, it is too late to leave now."

"Heh." Xiao Yi sneered, "I feel troubled, but I am not afraid."

"It's all here, let's go after playing." Xiao Yi said exactly the same thing.

"You fellow, something interesting." Qing Lin chuckled lightly.

Around, hundreds of warriors came fiercely, with cold eyes, as if to cut off the flesh of the two.

"Qing Lin, with your strength, it should be long ago to perceive our breath."

"How dare not to flee, waiting for us to chase?"

The three led by grinning grimace.

"But, who is the kid next to you? A kid at the zenith, dare to stay here?"

"Boy." Among the three, one of them stared at Xiao Yi playfully.

"Do you know what a villain the person next to you is?"

"That's the important criminal Qinglin who is soaked in blood and murdered countless people and wanted by dozens of cities."

"No." Among the three, the other said coldly, "What good thing can someone who can be with a villain like Qinglin?"

"Either, it's also some desperate thieves, or it must be Heiyun who teaches the rats crossing the street."

"Then kill them all at once." The last person was murderous.

"The city lord of Feiyue City, the city lord of Yunshan City, the city lord of Chiba City." Qinglin laughed proudly, "hahahaha."

"The three major city owners joined forces to pursue the attack. Tsk tsk, you can see my Qinglin."

"But..." Qing Lin's words suddenly paused.

The next second, grinning, looking directly at the three of them with bloodthirsty eyes, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

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