Super Master System

"The hall master will personally lead you to do the task, bullshit!"

"Who dares to play a sneak attack in front of Lao Tzu?!"

Next second.

"call out----"

Suddenly, a sword light flashed under the dark night.

The sword light appeared very quickly, and when the blood withered hands and others caught it, it was already gone.

"Puff."

The disciple of Xuekutang, who was walking at the back, fell to the ground suddenly, and he did not know where he was rolling with two "grumbling" heads.

"Someone over there!"

The originally suspicious disciple of the blood-stained cousin, who was frightened by the death of his companion, became sober-minded, and immediately caught the fleeing figure.

brush! brush! brush!

When it was said that it was too late and then it was fast, and without saying a word, several subordinates behind him used martial arts at that person, and the flow of light covered the middle of the night.

This reaction force is worthy of being a demon power that often kills people and steals goods.

"Ting——————"

After Tang Wu killed one person, he set up the blue shield behind him when he fled, and successfully blocked the opponent's attack.

No matter how fast the reaction is, facing an indestructible shield, it is useless.

Rustle!

At the other end, Yang Hai stepped on his body technique to spare them, and jumped up, his palm violently attacked the sky spirit of a **** cousin disciple. It was a perfect slam dunk.

"Snapped----"

As soon as the strong palm wind hit the enemy's head, the person who was attacked was a close friend of the blood withered hand and one of the leader of the blood withered hall.

"Huh!"

The team leader was also unambiguous, feeling a sudden burst of strong palm power from his back, and the psychic energy gathered in his arms suddenly exploded, forming a layer of spiritual membrane in his fist to prepare to blast past.

Bang!

The palms and fists touched together, and the leader took a step back, his face suddenly shocked.

A seemingly ordinary palm, but contains such a powerful force, what is the origin of the other party? !

Just kidding, the title of "Little Prince of Cangshan Slam Dunk" is not for nothing, it is all the merits of the seniors. If it weren't for the special "care" of the seniors, Yang Hai, a five-tiered warrior in the Spirit Sea Realm, would not be possible. Contends with the strength of the leader of the Blood Dry Hall Spirit Sea Realm Eightfold.

Yang Hai was able to fight against a leader alone, let alone convince Tang Wu who had used Xisui Pill, it would be a trivial matter to silently kill one person.

It's not enough to have more effort than winning in the Northeast.

Rustling.

After the two shots, they didn't continue to behead the attack, but stepped on the wall-walking technique to constantly shuttle, and everyone around the blood withered hall was dazzled.

"Go, let's go together." Gu Zhong whispered.

Huangpuer, Li Yidao and others lurking nearby quickly rushed past.

They dispersed early, and once they acted, they immediately formed an encirclement.

This time they stopped using their bare hands, offering the sword of the storm, locked on their opponents, and rushed forward.

However, Wang Xingkong glanced around in the air, locking on the strongest among them.

That is, the blood withered hand himself, a jump came to the opposite of the blood withered hand.

The people in the Blood Dry Hall naturally discovered them, some sacrificed weapons, and some frantically performed martial arts.

Unfortunately, under the protection of the Blu-ray Shield and Zhishang, their attacks were blocked outside, and they did not pose any threat at all.

"brush!"

Wang Xingkong rushed over from the protective cover first.

The left-hand sword technique was immediately displayed, and layers of sword aura were superimposed on top of each other, and instantly diffused, entwining the **** hand.

Tang Wu on the other side was more direct, rushing in front of his opponent, and swept over the lost fist.

The leader sneered, and the psychic sword greeted him.

Although your boxing technique is magnificent, how can it compete with my sword! It's simply overweight.

"Boom!"

He was right. It is difficult for a human body to contend with a sharp blade, but he has forgotten one thing. People's attacks are really hit on you, but your weapons may not be able to hurt you!

Tang Wu's feet floated down, and a few flashes walked around behind the team leader, and the faint fist hit the back of his head, and the dizziness effect was on the verge.

The smile on the leader's face suddenly solidified.

Snapped!

Tang Wu reached out with the other hand and grabbed the sharp sword that fell from his hand.

Leaning to his side and taking a step forward, the blade shone with white light, and slashed mercilessly from the opponent's neck.

"tread."

Hold your body and stand behind.

"Pump!"

The head of the leader flew out, his eyes appearing in shock.

It can be seen that I didn't even want to understand when I was dying, why couldn't I avoid his attack?

This is the difference in speed, which determines the outcome of a battle, and also determines who lives and who dies.

From punching to grasping the sharp edge, to taking one step to cut the first level. Tang Wu's actions were really neat and tidy in one go.

You can put it in the wonderful collection of disciples of the Cangshan School, so that later disciples can observe and learn.

"Pump!"

There was another leader at the other end, with a flowing sword in his chest. Not far in front of him, the formation circle under Ye Huan's feet floated and disappeared, taking a breath.

Fortunately, they were not stained with their dirty blood. Unexpectedly, Xiao Ye Zi had a habit of cleanliness, in fact, as long as they were not demonized, the blood would not be corrosive.

It's just that in the afternoon, after Ye Huan saw the blood of these demons and how the green grass was turned into dust, he couldn't control his inner hatred.

It's okay to kill people, but it's absolutely impossible to get their blood.

"Puff!"

The leader knelt on the ground, his eyes lost.

He flew down from the cliff like a juggling, but he didn't even touch the other party's clothes, so he died.

Of course, if he touched it, he might die more painful.

As for the other leaders of the Blood Dry Hall, they were all resolved by the disciples of the Cangshan faction.

"Tsk tsk."

Gu Zhong touched his chin, looked in the direction Ye Huan was, and said in his heart: "This kid is quite slippery for his magic circle."

Ye Huan will definitely collapse if he hears it, the head, people’s job is to be a magic circle master. Okay, the magic circle doesn’t slip away. Why?

At this time, Gu Zhong would say, "Transformation..."

Witnessing the killing of all the team leader, and thinking of the dozen or so companions who had disappeared at the beginning, the disciple of the blood withered cousin had a look of horror, and a retreat rose in his heart.

Quit? Gu Zhong won't let them retire

When the blood withered hands let them follow, they were already destined to die, and this was all in the plan of the ancient master.

"Pump!"

"Pump!"

Huangpuer and more than a dozen disciples, like wolves and tigers, held their weapons and killed them with powerful force.

What can I do without refunding? Pin their hopes on their hall master?

The hall master is busy, there is no time to rescue them.

What is Xuegantang up to? Naturally, I was busy with Wang Xingkong, saying that the **** hands were actually carried down by Lao Wang.

This surprised Gu Zhongman, "I have strength, but I don't have a brain..."