Mr. Yin's disciples were quite arrogant and cried one by one, saying angrily: "Even if I die, I will avenge my master."

"Yes, we are not afraid of death. We are going to peel off this bastard."

“…”

Seeing this, the other disciples quickly grabbed them.

He was seriously injured and knew that Song Hongpeng could not persuade these bastards, so he didn't have the time to waste his lips and tongue on it. His face turned pale and shook his head, and he squeezed out a sentence from his mouth: "Hold them to me."

His words were said to other disciples.

The disciples have already pulled them away at this moment, otherwise these people who are rolling around have already rushed forward.

"Let me go, let me go, I want to avenge my master."

“….”

"You don't have to worry, just wait and see what's going on. Now, you can only die."

"I don't care, I don't care..."

“….”

There was a chaotic mass next to the battle formation, with crying and grief endlessly. However, their voices did not affect the battle between the remaining six elders and Wu Qu.

The elders were sad, and they also wanted to cry. They were brothers who had been working together under the same roof with them and had lived together for decades.

But so what if you are sad or crying, it cannot solve any substantial problems at all.

Only by swallowing their broken teeth into their stomachs, turning anger and sadness into motivation, only by killing Wu Qu can they comfort the spirit of the brothers in heaven and recover the lost honor of the Wangyue Pavilion.

Eight elders, Song Hongpeng, were seriously injured, General Yin died in battle, and the remaining six men surrounded Wu Qu in Gaixin, using swords and swords.

Wu Qu is not afraid at all, he just attacks fiercely.

When the fight reached the end, the elder Shu Pengbo was evasived a little slowly, and Wu Qu grabbed his thick left arm. The remaining five people were shocked and attacked him, trying to use this method to rescue Shu Pengbo from the former.

After Wu Qu pulled it, Elder Shu Pengbo's arm was covered with flesh and blood, and he grabbed a piece of it. Fortunately, the five people rescued it in time, otherwise it would not be a piece of meat, but the whole arm.

"Brother Bo, be careful."

All six people were sweating coldly.

Shu Pengbo gritted his teeth, endured the pain and continued to join the battle: "No, don't worry."

Seeing that he was in good spirits, the elders felt a little relieved.

Among the elders, there was a soft sword named Zhang Sanxing who used a soft sword similar to Yuan Tianzhong. However, the sword he used was black, and it was twice as wide as Yuan's soft sword. It was as wide as three fingers, as if a black rattlesnake had been beaten flat. When it shook, it made a ding-ding sound.

His body was elegant and his reaction was quite fast. He took a little left foot and his sword was light and sharp. With a move, he quickly stabbed Wu Qu's left flank with a quick move. He followed his body slightly, and the light flashed at the tip of the sword flashed, and he took Wu Qu's eyes, fierce and accurate.

Wu Qu was fighting with several other people. When he saw the other party's soft sword breaking out, his right arm suddenly grew, and his palm suddenly seemed to have grown half a foot. Before the other party's soft sword stabbed the shoulder, Wu Qu had already pinched Zhang Sanxing's sword blade first.

This is incredible. When the soft sword flows in the air, it is unpredictable and extremely fast. He can actually pinch the soft sword under such circumstances.

Incredible, but that's the truth.

After Wu Qu pinched the soft sword, he did not stop, but turned the sword head and stabbed Zhang Sanxing in the throat in the opposite direction. Zhang Sanxing was shocked and quickly dodged. The sword hit his shoulder and fell to the ground immediately, which was both the impact of the sword and the unstable center of gravity when regressing.

The remaining five elders were shocked and rushed down together, quickly increasing their speed to win time for him.

"Junior brother, be careful."

"Beware of his sword"

"The second one will solve you." Wu Qu refused to let go, pulled back the Longquan sword and stabbed Zhang Sanxing.

Zhang Sanxing had no choice but to dodge, and directly hit the sword in his abdomen.

Zhang Sanxing was tough and actually stood up, let Wu Qu's Longquan sword penetrate his body completely, then spit out blood, grabbed Wu Qu's body tightly, and called the other brothers and shouted: "Kill."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Sanxing would use his life to win life for everyone. The elders were both moved and felt tragic.

They all used their swords and greeted Wu Qu.

Wu Qu didn't expect that this old guy would be so desperate and muttered in his heart: "I'm old, I'm quite tough."

As he said that, he shook Zhang Sanxing away, quickly abandoned his knife, and dodged backwards.

He avoided the weapons of three of the five, but he could not escape the sword of the only female elder Bi Shiting, and the sword of another elder Bu Yunfei.

These two swords really hit Wu Qu's body.

With just a few clicks, Wu Qu's side waist was completely pierced, almost piercing one of his kidneys. The shoulder blades on his back were even more unlucky and were chopped on the spot. These two injuries were no different from the two most serious injuries Wu Qu had suffered since he fought.

"He is injured, he is injured." "Come on, Master, Uncle, Master." The disciples watching the battle were filled with tears and danced with joy, looking forward to the elders killing him as soon as possible.

These two moves did cause considerable trauma to Wuqu.

However, Wu Qu's ability to resist strikes is not so weak. It is impossible to kill him with these two swords. The blood and pain will only make him feel more stimulating and crazy...

Wu Qu's eyes were filled with bloodthirsty flames, his black hair was erect, and he laughed like a wild beast: "I originally wanted to defeat you, but now, it seems that it will be impossible not to kill you all."

"Stop talking nonsense, use any tricks if you have any." The female elder Bi Shiting quickly stood up with her left hand and used the method of capturing to hook the enemy's back.

"When you arrive at the King of Hell, you say that your ancestors sent you here." Elder Fan Ze shouted.

At this time, Wu Qu had no weapons, and it was a good time to kill him.

Bi Shiting stepped on the seven-star steps, twisted her body, and continued to stab the second sword into Wu Qu's heart.

He had just stabbed him with a sword. Although he stabbed him, he did not hit him in the vital point.

This time, as long as you succeed, Wu Qu will be killed immediately.

But at this critical moment, Wu Qu Xingjun jumped into the air and suddenly disappeared in front of Bi Shiting's eyes.

Why did people suddenly disappear?

By the time Bi Shiting realized, Wu Qu Xingjun had already "floated" behind Zhang Sanxing.

At this time, Zhang Sanxing's belly was still stuck in his Longquan sword. The tip of the sword poked out from behind, looking scary. Zhang Sanxing is worthy of being a man of iron. He didn't even say a word, but his face was red and white, and it looked very painful.

"Master, be careful." A disciple of Wangyue Pavilion who was watching the battle shouted loudly when he saw this scene.

Not to mention that Zhang Sanxing has suffered such severe injuries now, even if he is not injured, he has never been able to avoid Wu Qu's move.

Before Zhang Sanxing could understand, Wu Qu had already pinched the tip of Longquan's sword and pulled it out with force.

The Puchi Sword was connected to the hilt and penetrated from Zhang Sanxing's belly.

But this time, they just came out of the person's belly. If they hadn't brought out the white intestines from the abdomen, everyone in the Wangyue Pavilion would have thought he was doing magic.

Wu Qu completely ruined the life of the second elder with his powerful fingers.

The lips are gone and the teeth are cold.

Seeing this scene, the elders' mood is not just anger and passion, but fear accounts for a considerable amount of weight.

"I want to take your life." Bi Shiting roared, stared at red eyes, and raised her feet to run towards him.

The remaining four elders were not idle and used all their lives to learn.

Five figures attacked again. This time the speed was faster than before and the attack was even sharper than before. Wu Qu also showed off his skills to see his family's fortunes and continued to attack with the five people.

If you are qualified to take the position of elders of Wangyue Pavilion, you will be very skilled, and even seven or eight first-class masters cannot get close to them.

However, it is really incredible that seven or eight people join forces to win a Wu Qu. It is not difficult to see how high Wu Qu’s martial arts are and how perverted the combat power is.

I'm afraid that if I scratched the entire Wangyue Pavilion, I couldn't find anyone with strength above Wuqu. I really don't know where the Qing Gang found such a powerful person.

Who is his master, and under what circumstances does he have such a skill?

Everyone present has such questions.

But then again, Wu Qu is under a lot of pressure. It is unrealistic to say that his strength can easily crush the eight elders.

Especially the five people who are in danger of survival, the potential they burst out is quite terrifying.

Several people fought fiercely for five minutes, and Wu Qu used more than a thousand moves alone.

In other words, you can shoot 3.3 moves per second on average. Such a dazzling and fierce attack is hard to imagine if you are not on the scene.

Such a high-intensity move, let alone a person, even if you train a machine, you have to go on strike due to heat and heat.

Both sides saw sweat on their foreheads, and the frequency of breathing increased. Several holes were torn into each other's clothes, and they all looked very embarrassed.

When Wu Qu made a move, he took the time to take a look around.

I saw dozens of young disciples from Wangyue Pavilion who were about to move, as if they could pounce on them at any time. And as the battle progressed, the energy they held in their hearts became stronger and stronger. Once they were all released, the situation would become even more critical, and they might hurt the other party's hands.

No, these old guys must be dealt with as soon as possible.

He rolled on the ground and picked up the black soft sword of Zhang Sanxing, the left hand soft sword, the right hand Longquan sword, and the two swords combined, and began to avoid the important and defeat the elders one by one.

He first chose the elder of Li Chengyang.

Among the elders Li Chengyang, the youngest one is also the weakest martial arts one. He also has a lightning-shaped flat head cut on his hair on his ears, which is much more fashionable and avant-garde than the other elders.

Seeing that Wu Qu suddenly launched a snatch on himself, the other elders were just defending.

Li Chengyang was startled and quickly raised his knife to block it.

The other elders were afraid that their companions would be in trouble, so they quickly attacked Wu Qu. Bu Yunfei, who ranked second among the elders.
To be continued...