Zhang Qinglong and Wang Huaiyuan were in a similar position. One of them was covered with traces of fire therapy, their hair and beard were burnt, and the other was dressed in rags.

The two were panting.

Zhang Qinglong cursed: "That boy is very erotic, he can only lie and get oil everywhere. If he is really the young master of Xiaoyao Pavilion, he said he has some secret guards, what did he run away just now?

Have you eaten for decades of free food? I can't tell him a story and delay time."

Wang Huaiyuan was extremely depressed, and his cheek was so gloomy that it was about to drip water: "Okay, stop talking. Let's go separate to look for the array eyes. If you don't leave, it will be dawn.

Let the remaining sects kill everyone nearby, without leaving any survivors. At the same time, they searched for two women and one man, and found them and brought them to me.

We were all fooled by him, and we found that kid and killed him directly. I'm waiting for your news here."

Wang Zhiyong stumbled and ran over and said in panic: "Dad, that kid killed everyone I took."

Wang Huaiyuan roared: "What? How is it possible? How could he hurt you like this? Does he have any help?"

Wang Zhiyong shook his head.

"Is he pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? Zhan Xiaoyao, I will tear you into pieces."

Zhang Qinglong's face froze: "I'll kill him. If I don't kill him, I will never forget the shame of today in my life."

Wang Huaiyuan and others scattered in groups of three or three.

Several martial saints from Xie Huai City also dispersed and lurked everywhere in the city.

Sunset City was in chaos again, and fights began everywhere again.

Wang Huaiyuan sat cross-legged in the center of the street, restoring his psychic energy.

Feeling a breath in the air, Zhan Xiaoyao's breath-taking method was used, but when he looked at it, it was the Qinglong.

"What came was actually a little green worm, it was a good one."

Zhan Xiaoyao stood on the ground and smiled evilly: "Little Qingzhu, you have already been carrying the name of a traitor, so how dare you fight me."

Arrogant, too arrogant, and he has been tricked. At this moment, he dared to insult me, Qinglong Dharma Saint. Death, this kid must die, otherwise my old face would be thrown away.

"Arrogant boy, don't blame me for bullying the weak with the strong and bullying the small with the big."

Roar, a green dragon more than ten feet long rushed out again, with its momentum booming and rumbling, completely attacking Zhan Xiaoyao with a wild breath.

In Zhang Qinglong's eyes, Zhan Xiaoyao is definitely dead.

Zhan Xiaoyao smiled, and quickly rushed out to avoid it.

Bang! The blue dragon quickly hit a pavilion, and the pavilion instantly turned into a piece of shit.

Zhan Xiaoyao rushed out quickly with the smoke and thrust forward quickly.

"What? Your speed has actually surpassed the holy level completely. How is this possible?"

Zhan Xiaoyao's speed made Zhang Qinglong lose his mind for a moment, far exceeding the unexpected speed.

Zhan Xiaoyao's eyes were shining, and his speed was sweeping forward constantly. A cold cheek had already appeared in front of Zhang Qinglong: "Is it impossible? I'll let you see what it means to be impossible."

Zhang Qinglong was extremely surprised, but his speed was extremely fast. He immediately drew a blue light shield to cover his whole body.

This kid is so evil, his aura is not strong, and his speed is too fast. By the way, he has the best elixir, so he must have taken the best elixir.

Pop! With a light sound, the light shield actually rebounded violently after it was sunken.

Zhang Qinglong looked at the intact shield and suddenly laughed wildly: "Hahahaha, so what if you get faster? Unfortunately, it's ridiculous to shake the tree. Boy, go and die."

Zhan Xiaoyao's face turned red, he swept back quickly, and quickly avoided a spell attack performed by Zhang Qinglong.

A shield is nothing more than a form of psychic energy. I want to see how tough your shield can be.

Zhan Xiaoyao easily avoided the spell, his speed kept coming, and he took a few steps closer. He punched him again with a loud blow.

Zhang Qinglong laughed loudly again.

Suddenly, the boy in black in front of him had not finished a punch, followed by another punch.

Alas!

The violent fist force actually squeezed the air near the fist with whimpering and howling.

Zhang Qinglong's expression changed instantly. He stared at Zhan Xiaoyao, who was so fast that he punched like a meteor, and the whistling fist wind in surprise and fear.

With one punch, the spiritual energy can still support it, but it was just a scattering, but the boy in front of him actually...

Zhang Qinglong panicked, for no reason, with incredible speed, and the kid in front of him couldn't see his fist clearly.

There were only one after another of the fists and a wave of strong wind, smashing and smashing the same part.

The shield continued to sink, and Zhang Qinglong's body was hit by the energy and flew away.

The sound of popping popping was endless. Zhang Qinglong clearly saw that the shield could not be sank, and the shield controlled by his mental power was about to be broken.

Zhang Qinglong's expression suddenly changed, and he kept releasing spells in his hand, but a series of qi force hit the boy in front of him, which only produced a shock force, and did not cause any major injuries.

As soon as his wood-attributed dark power entered his body, he was completely suppressed by a powerful mental power.

Just as Zhang Qinglong was shocked, he blew up and his shield was broken and disappeared.

Zhang Qinglong was shocked: "How is this possible? This"

Before he could speak, a meteor-like fist had already hit Zhang Qinglong's chest.

puff!

With a huge force, he violently attacked Zhang Qinglong's chest.

The sound of bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang

Zhang Qinglong's body was still being knocked back by the force of fists, and one punch had already smashed Zhang Qinglong's lungs.

Zhan Xiaoyao fisted and said softly: "My master is only one, that's Feng Duanshan. I didn't want to kill you, but your nature is too vicious. If you lose today, you lose because you underestimate the enemy and I am completely playing with it on the applause. Before I die, I tell you that you are just a 25-year-old, a treacherous and idiot. Now, you can die."

Zhang Qinglong's eyes burst, and a boy who pretended to be a shallow cultivation actually deceived him. Not only did he lose his old face, but he was framed. At this moment, he was ravaged and powerless. His generation of wisdom was actually destroyed by a young man.

Puff! The anger hits the heart, Zhang Qinglong spits out a large mouthful of blood full of internal organs, his body is knocked out by a force of gravity, and his entire chest is completely ruined.

Sucking spiritual energy, picking up items, a handful of black fire flashed by, and the Qinglong Dharma Saint became a pile of ashes.

Half an hour later, a Dharma Saint suddenly came: "Sect, Sect Master, and the breath of the Qinglong Dharma Saint disappeared."

Wang Huaiyuan was shocked: "What? What's going on? Was it surrounded by Zhang and others?"

Wang Huaiyuan stood up and paced back and forth: "Go and find the array eye. Go quickly."

Not long after he sat down, another Dharma Saint came: "The breath of the Palm Shadow Martial Saint Xie Huai disappeared."

Wang Huaiyuan's eyes wide open, his eyes turned in a panic, and he had lost his room: "How could this happen? How could this happen? He must have been surrounded by the Martial Saints of Xie Huaicheng. Those who injured me should also be seriously injured. Xie Huaicheng, you deserve to die."

Xiaotian, Feng Xiawu and Xie Feiyan's injuries slowed down and recovered from their physical strength, and they sneaked out again to kill the evildoers.

Somewhere in Sunset City, two martial saints are fighting with Zhan Xiaoyao.

"Boy, you are very strong, not ordinary, but today is your death."

"I don't want to kill people, but you are too cruel and would rather let innocent citizens become victims of your strategy. You are not upright in your heart, so you deserve to die."

"court death."

Seeing the two martial saints coming, Zhan Xiaoyao shook his head sadly, and turned over and saw a sword light.

The black and red dragon suddenly attacked out.

"ah!"

The two martial saints screamed, their hair and beards were burnt, and their outer skin was covered in blood.

The two martial saints, their bodies and their bodies were protected, and they quickly rushed out.

"I want to run away, and I will kill you while you are sick."

After a while, several martial saints also turned into a pile of ashes in a sad way.

Wang Huaiyuan could no longer sit still when he heard the news of the Martial Saint, and his face was full of panic: "How could it be, how could it be? The seven saints were completely gone? Could it be that boy really had a secret protection from the masters? Send a message and gather in the city."

The sky was getting brighter and the battle in the middle of the night was still continuing.

After taking the pill, Wang Zhiyong, who had already passed away the pain, could barely hold up the sword body. When he turned his head, a martial saint walked over to several girls and a boy in the distance.

"Dad, Deputy Sect Master Du caught the boy's companion."

Wang Huaiyuan stood up and shouted loudly: "Zhan Xiaoyao, come out for me, I know you can hear that your friends are in our hands. If you don't come out, they will die."

The rumbling words spread far away, and many practitioners scattered in the city were alarmed by the rumbling words and rushed towards the center of the Sunset City.

Wang Zhiyong and the only few remaining great martial artists put weapons on the necks of several young girls.

Two martial saints and two Dharma saints stood in the center of the street, waiting for Zhan Xiaoyao to appear.

Except for Fengxiawu, Xiaotian and Xie Feiyan, several students and the Martial Arts Sect were already unconscious.

Wang Zhiyong put a steel knife on Feng Xiawu's neck, his cheeks were full of fierceness: "Call him out and call me."

Fengxia danced with phoenix eyes shining, and a stern gaze shot directly on Wang Zhiyong's cheek: "You, dream."

Feng Xiawu struggled to condense every force in her body and was about to launch a surprise attack, but the steel knife on her neck tightened again.
To be continued...