Looking at Zhou Yiyun who suddenly stood in front with a warm smile.

Ling Qianxiao, Su Xiaoyao, and He Xiaojiu had no time to think about why they were unable to move under the pressure, but Zhou Yiyun was able to break through this obstacle and step forward.

"ah..."

With a shrill roar, Zhou Yiyun, desperate for his own safety, rushed straight towards the mountain-like fighting spirit hand seal and rushed towards destruction.

Along the way, the strong wind blew against my face and my hair was flying.

The seven folded waves in the thin palm surged violently, and the space could not help but ripple, and it took the initiative to meet the huge fighting spirit handprint.

boom!

A dull sound was heard immediately.

The first time they met, Zhou Yiyun felt an overwhelming force rushing towards his arms and body, making all the bones in his body creak under the pressure. The huge and unparalleled force caused the blood and energy in his body to surge uncontrollably.

Blood continued to flow from his mouth and nose, and his consciousness gradually became blurred at this moment.

With only a trace of clarity left in his mind, Zhou Yiyun's eyes were red, and he kept pumping the fighting energy in his body to gather in his palms, resisting the huge pressure like a mountain, and allowed blood to spurt out from his mouth and nose.

Click!

The two forces resisted each other, and with a crisp sound, the bones of Zhou Yiyun's arm suddenly broke.

The fighting spirit hand seal took advantage of the momentum and hit Zhou Yiyun's chest. The thin figure flew back and rolled down in front of Ling Qianxiao and the others.

With the blessing of Zhou Yiyun's Xuan-level martial arts and the hard resistance of his physical body, the Dou Qi handprint was finally overwhelmed at this moment and dissipated invisible.

Zhou Yiyun's face was covered in blood, his clothes were torn, his chest was collapsed, and his ribs were probably broken. He was lying on the ground without knowing whether he was alive or dead, and there was no movement.

Zhu Wanxiong was obviously shocked when the Dou Qi palm seal was broken, and he wanted to activate his Dou Qi again and prepare a killing move.

"Haha... good... good... good... you are awesome..."

Seeing Zhou Yiyun, who stepped forward to block him in the critical moment, lying on the ground without knowing whether to live or die, Ling Qianxiao's eyes unknowingly had bloodshot eyes crawling up, murderous intent rising to the sky.

Behind him, Su Xiaoyao clenched his fists, his resolute face was also occupied by murderous intent at this moment, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble slightly with excitement.

Beside him, He Xiaojiu's jade-white face was already covered with tears, big tears rolled down, and he burst into tears.

"Get out of here yet

come out!"

After laughing miserably, Ling Qianxiao's whole aura changed. He was no longer so calm and calm, his eyes were extremely sharp, and the posture of a superior who had been at a high place for a long time in his soul was highlighted. With this scornful aura, he stood proudly,

Unparalleled posture.

After the words fell, four more figures suddenly appeared in the treasure pavilion. Three of them were wearing extremely large black robes. Their whole bodies were completely integrated into the black robes. Outsiders could not see clearly who and what they looked like in the black robes.

.One of the figures was wearing a blood-colored red robe, and his figure was also restrained and could not be seen clearly.

After the four figures appeared, everyone stopped and looked at these uninvited guests.

Although these figures that suddenly appeared did not show their own momentum, there was an inexplicable pressure that made everyone breathless, especially the people in blood-red robes, which made everyone feel even more stressed.

"See Young Master!"

A figure appeared, and three men in black robes knelt down on one knee together, and shouted respectfully to Ling Qian with a smile.

Only the man in the bloody red robe slowly walked towards Ling Qianxiao.

Facing the slowly approaching man in blood robe, Ling Qianxiao lost his momentum, secretly smiled bitterly, and shouted: "Second uncle, why are you here?"

"Hmph, if you didn't use the message slips, I never knew you could come to such a remote place." The man in blood robe said, his voice low and dull.

Ling Qian smiled and didn't answer. He squatted down and picked up Zhou Yiyun who was lying on the ground, feeling the softness coming from his body. His brows trembled slightly unconsciously: "Help me see how this person is doing."

The man in blood robe didn't say anything. He reached out to take it and looked at it carefully.

"The Shadow Guards obey!"

Looking at everyone present, Ling Qianxiao glared sharply and shouted coldly.

"My subordinate is here!"

The three men in black robes replied at the same time.

I saw Ling Qianxiao pointing his finger at Shi Lan, Zhao Feng, Cheng Zhong, He Pinzhi and others one by one. After looking at Zhou Yiyun again, he pointed at Shi Lan who was also lying on the ground and passed out, and then

He said coldly: "Except for a few of them, all the others have been killed. I don't want to see anyone who can breathe appear in my eyes."

"Got the order!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in black robe exploded violently, invisible energy surrounded him, and a chilling air filled the whole place with a strong momentum.

"The strong martial artist..."

Yan Xin's eyes were filled with fear, his throat was rolling, and his voice was harsh.

"The death of the Li family

already!"

The moment the black-robed man's momentum exploded, Li Jinfeng felt something. He felt that the powerful fighting spirit far exceeded his own, and he blurted out with chills.

"Even if I die, I will force you to take your life!" Zhu Wanxiong knew that he would die, and his fighting spirit boiled and surged.

Before Zhu Wanxiong could make a move, a figure flashed in front of him. A generous palm in the black robe reached out, looking at Zhu Wanxiong's powerful fighting spirit as if it were nothing, he grabbed it without haste.

Towards your own neck.

Although the movement was slow, Zhu Wanxiong, who was involved in the attack, was horrified. There was no way he could dodge this blow.

With his palms clasped around his neck, Zhu Wanxiong was like a deflated rubber ball, and the originally surging fighting spirit dissipated in an instant.

At the same time, a violent and abnormal vindictive energy was injected into Zhu Wanxiong's body. Invaded by this vindictive energy, Zhu Wanxiong finally showed fear in his eyes and was frightened.

I saw that the man in black robe threw the tall Zhu Wanxiong away at any time like throwing garbage.

Bang!

A muffled sound was heard, and the body of Zhu Wanxiong, who was in the air, suddenly exploded. Blood rained down, and the remaining limbs and pieces of meat fell down one after another. He ended up dead without a whole body.

Facing this terrifying man in black robes, no one could feel defensive and trembling with fear.

The three men in black robes moved suddenly, like tigers entering a flock of sheep, and the sound of crying suddenly sounded in the treasure pavilion.

Looking at the monks who kept falling in a pool of blood, Ling Qianxiao's face was indifferent, as if the dead were not human beings, and his mood did not waver at all.

"How's it going?" Looking at Zhou Yiyun who was still unconscious, Ling Qian asked with a smile.

Stopping what he was doing, the man in blood robe shook his head slightly and replied: "If you can't live, you can't die."

Hearing this, Ling Qianxiao frowned, moved his mouth slightly, raised his head and sighed, but in the end he couldn't say a word.

"The injury was too severe. In addition to the broken arm ribs, the internal organs were also greatly shocked. It is already a miracle that he is still alive and breathing." said the man in blood robe.

"He saved the lives of several of us. I beg my second uncle to do his best to save us." Ling Qianxiao pleaded.

No one could see the expression under the blood robe. After pondering for a moment, he turned his palm over and a round orange-yellow pill fell into his hand.
Chapter completed!