With fear of women all over the world, Wang You hurriedly turned his head and subconsciously rushed to the direction away from Gao Financial. The poor Miss Gao didn't know that she had gone one step further from her love without realizing it, and Miss Gao's love journey was destined to be smooth as it was at the beginning.

Miss Gao, who was killing in a hot and fierce manner, finally noticed Wang You's distance, which made her already aggrieved and angry even more angry. The big axe in her hand was even more fierce, and the enemies she faced became even more unlucky. On the other hand, Wang You's killing god was still unchanged. He was afraid of women but not the enemy. He only had one word for the enemy in his sight, killing.

The two of them were angry in their hearts, and they were brave enough to take the lead when they killed. Like them, the other disciples and elders of the Young Master Pavilion were also brave enough to kill. The anger in everyone's heart had been held back for a long time, and now it was the time to vent their anger. The so-called "How to quell anger is only one word, killing."

The anger of the young master's pavilion made their morale very excited, and the Ghost King Mountain army was at a low point at this time, and the first contact was actually a one-sided situation. The Young Master's pavilion army, led by Wang You, Gao Xian, and the elders, killed the Ghost King Mountain who was caught off guard and turned over.

The Ghost King Mountain masters in the front row were killed and dispersed in a short time. The front row were the most severely damaged and had no combat power for a long time. It was normal to retreat at this time. However, the dispersion of these people affected the large troops behind them. They were at a loss and began to flee in all directions. The people from the Young Master Pavilion behind them followed and chased after them. The battle situation turned into a situation where one side fled and the other side chased.

"Don't run away, hold on to me!"

Seeing this, Xia Budhi hurriedly ordered not to escape, but his order was still too slow. The people in Guiwangshan were already scared by the Young Master Pavilion. They were shocked by the other party's desperate attitude and had no courage to fight the madmen.

It would be fine if one or two people wanted to live, but from elders to disciples, they all wanted to live. They just knew how to kill them like crazy. How could they fight? The opponents were all crazy but they were not! Besides, their cultivation has been greatly damaged and they have no combat power left at all. Fighting with these madmen is seeking death. The fear in their hearts has arisen, and no one is willing to stop and resist.

"The Young Master Pavilion is just a sixth-level force, so it's not a fear at all. It's all stopped, stop fighting them-"

Xia Budhi roared angrily, but no one paid attention to the people who used to obey him in the past and fled out one by one. This is how the team was like this. Once defeated, it would be a huge spill. After all, Xia Budhi was slow to react and underestimated the combat power and determination of the Young Master Pavilion. It was too late to try to save the situation when he realized that something was wrong.

No matter how he shouted, no one listened, and in desperation he had no choice but to retreat. Xia Budhi looked back at the city tower of the Young Master Pavilion, and then stomped his feet and flew outward. However, what happened next made him shocked and angry.

When Xia Buhe was about to fly out of the Young Master Pavilion's Mountain Gate, a green light suddenly flashed above his head, and a green light cover suddenly appeared above. Xia Buhe didn't care too much. He didn't believe that the light cover of the mountain protection array could still stop people from going out. But the result was that when he flew to the light cover, his head suddenly hit the green light cover, and unexpectedly got caught, and his whole body was unstable and fell from the sky.

The dizzy Xia Budhi staggered from the ground and patted the dust on his body in a very embarrassing way. Xia Changmen, who suffered a great loss, immediately prepared to curse. However, when he saw the surrounding situation clearly, Xia Budhi's face showed a vicious smile.

God can live if you commit sins, but you can’t live if you commit sins by yourself. What a good young master’s pavilion, since you have been seeking death, you have just fulfilled the master of this sect.

The angry expression disappeared. Xia Buhe, who fell from the sky to the ground, not only was he not angry, but he laughed to the sky.

"Hahaha, God really helps me, Young Master Pavilion, since you are seeking death, you can't blame me for your own sect!"

His appearance immediately made many people around him stunned. What's wrong with the sect leader? Was he so stunned by the film in his head? He was so happy that he couldn't escape?

The masters of Ghost King Mountain did not understand the behavior of Sect Master Xia, but they no longer had to think about this at this time. The people from the Young Master Pavilion behind them were chasing and killing them. The other masters of Ghost King Mountain were blocked by the membrane in the air, just like Xia Bushen. They could not escape and they could only continue to flee around the mountain to avoid those desperate pursuits.

Xia Bushen did not flee in a panic like others. He jumped into the air again, but this time he did not touch the membrane again. He came to mid-air just to see the situation more clearly from a condescending point.

Looking down from a high place, the situation below and in the air was obvious at a glance. After seeing the situation clearly, Xia Budhi suddenly became angry. The situation below was so frustrating. There were only more than one thousand people in the Young Master Pavilion chasing him and killing him continuously. Moreover, there were only twenty or thirty Yin Emperors who died in these thousand people. Looking at his side, except for the twenty or twenty who died at the beginning, there were still seventy or eighty people left.

The total number of people is twice that of others, and the top combat power is four times that of the opponent. With such an advantage, he was chased and beaten by the opponent. This is a great shame, and it is even more of a shame for the commander. If he loses today, he will probably be slapped to death by the leader when he returns to the sect.

It is not unfair to be beaten to death by the sect leader, and the sect leader will definitely do this. Fortunately, he couldn't escape just now, otherwise he would have been done. Even if he doesn't die, he will become a laughing stock in the entire Zhongzhou.

While he was afraid, Xia Budhi also reflected on himself, and at the same time he knew that he had indeed made a mistake before, but he would not make any mistakes again next.

Two rays of light shot out in his eyes, and Xia Budhi was resurrected again with full blood. He shouted to his subordinates who were exhausted from escaping:

"Brothers, we have no way to escape. Since the people from the Young Master Pavilion don't want us to live, fight with them. Kill one to kill two people and earn one, I don't believe that more than two thousand of us can't kill one thousand of them. Brothers, kill them!"

Xia Budhi mobilized all over his body and shouted loudly. At this time, he didn't say that he could win by turning back, let alone the great principles of sect honor. The Ghost King Mountain masters who had been panicked and exhausted from running for life could not listen at all. Xia Budhi said that there was no way to escape at this time, and said that he would kill a word like this, with the purpose of creating an atmosphere in a desperate situation.

First let everyone know that they are in a desperate situation, so that everyone can know that it is useless to escape, and then tell us that the power comparison between the enemy and us gives everyone a glimmer of hope. In this way, suppressing first and then rising finally completely stimulated the bloodiness of the masters of Guiwang Mountain.

"kill--"

The enemy who was fleeing in a hurry suddenly turned around and fought desperately towards the people from the Young Master Pavilion. The people on the Young Master Pavilion were already red-eyed, and when they saw that the enemy stopped running, they still cared about other things, they rushed up immediately. Both sides fought with red eyes and desperately, and the battlefield instantly became extremely tragic.

A Ghost King Mountain Seal Emperor turned his head and killed the Young Master Pavilion Seal Emperor behind him. The Ghost King Mountain Seal Emperor who had been chased for most of the day was furious. The hopeless despair of running away made him a madman. He took a big knife and chopped it up. He just cut off the Young Master Pavilion Seal Emperor's arm. At the same time, the Young Master Pavilion Seal Emperor's sword was also inserted into the other party's stomach. The two of them looked at each other with red eyes. After a moment, they drew out the sword and slashed at each other at the same time.

No one was still hiding. The sword was inserted into the other party's body at the same time. No one was spared this time. Two corpses fell to the ground at the same time. In this way, the entire battlefield began to keep blood flowing, and the broken limbs and broken arms flew around, and the living people turned into corpses and fell to the ground.

Yu Xiaotian couldn't help frowning when he saw this scene. He planned to use the battle to sharpen the people of the Young Master Pavilion, but the current situation is too much. Moreover, the number of enemies and cultivation are far above his own people, so the only thing that can't hold on if this continues is the Young Master Pavilion.

This can't continue! After hesitation, he finally made a decision. Yu Xiaotian jumped into the air. Just as he was about to set the handprints and open the protective cover, everyone in the Young Master Pavilion below suddenly looked up.
Chapter completed!