"What else do you want? What else do you want?" The middle-aged man in white roared: "How many of us have you killed from Hongye City to Shili Fort? Do you really want to kill them all?"

In the small yard, two groups of people were confronting each other. There were five people on one side. The young man in white stood in the middle. Behind him, there was a pair of young men and women, and two old men stood on the roofs on both sides. While the young man in white was sternly scolding each other, he released a water-blue light curtain, covering himself. This was a barrier that only practitioners above the Grandmaster had. However, although he was harsh in his voice, there was an unconcealed fear between his eyebrows and eyes. He also had to release the barrier when negotiating, and seemed to be very afraid of the other party.

Compared with the two old men standing on the roof, the situation was like fireflies and bright moons. The situation was obvious, and they had a crushing advantage.

Two women confronted them. One woman had several scars on her face, which was considered to be broken. She hid at the gate of the yard, and there was a woman in black standing quietly in the middle of the yard. The wind blew from behind her, blowing her hair away. She couldn't see her appearance clearly. On the ground in front of her, there was a giant machete like a door panel inserted. The machete was dark all over, making people feel a heavy pressure. The blade was covered with countless dense golden red silk threads, adding a gorgeous color.

"It is better to resolve enemies than to make them. Miss Xi, let go, we can make a good relationship." An old man smiled bitterly.

"There has been too much blood these days." Another old man sighed.

They obviously had the advantage, but they didn't have much confidence in speaking and seemed cautious, as if they were afraid of angering the other party.

"What else do you want? Haha... you really have the face to say it." The woman with scars on her face screamed: "When Feixia and Xiao Fang fell into your hands, they also begged hard, what did you do? They just got married and were killed by yours. Who has ever pityed them?"

"Where is Feixia?" the woman standing in the middle asked softly.

"She... is dead." The middle-aged man in white dodged his eyes.

"Where is Xiao Fang?" the woman asked again.

"He had escaped long ago." The middle-aged man replied.

The woman stopped talking, her eyes drooped slightly, and she looked at the machete in front of her. After a moment, her figure suddenly swept forward, as light as a ray of wind, as fast as a ray of light. The machete inserted on the ground seemed to disappear. The next moment, people could see that the sword light drew a faint light curtain and rolled straight towards the young man.

The young man roared and raised his sword, facing the light of the sword. He didn't want to fight, but there was no other choice at this moment.

The two old men standing on the roof were furious at the same time. The two great ancestors thought they could easily resolve the dispute, but they didn't expect that the other party didn't take them seriously at all. They beat them as soon as they say they were beaten. This was an intolerable insult.

"Hehe..." A chuckle came from somewhere. The two old men had already circulated their spiritual veins, but laughter broke into their bodies in an incomprehensible way, allowing the spiritual power they circulated to melt without a trace in an instant.

Boom... The sword light split the barrier released by the young man, cut off his sword, and swept his body. The sword light contained a vast evil spirit, so that the young man seemed to be hit by a fast-moving train, and his body exploded and turned into countless bursts of flesh and blood, even the hardest head of the human body was blown into powder.

With just one knife, the middle-aged man completely disappeared from the world, leaving only a mess.

"Brother..."

"I've fought with you"

The young man and woman behind rushed over, roaring and the sword light rose again, and the young man and woman instantly rolled into the sword light, and their bodies were shattered by the evil aura that was like substance.

The next moment, the light of the knife disappeared, and the giant machete was tilted to the ground. The blood remaining on the blade was gradually disappearing, as if it had been absorbed by something.

The two old men standing on the ridge looked scared and glanced around.

Another sigh, a man who looked about thirty years old, handsome and gentle, walked in from outside the yard, raised his head, and looked at the two old men on the roof with a narrow gaze.

"I remember that I had reached a consensus with the Helan Holy See in Pengshan." The gentle man said with a smile: "The young people are all making trouble now, so let them make trouble. The older generation should not interfere. Then, we should also think carefully during this period of time, what to do in the future and what to do in the future." The two old men couldn't speak, their bodies were shaking, and they were shaking more and more violently, as if a mouse saw a cat. Although they didn't know each other, they knew who issued the order with the Helan Holy See in the Holy See.

"Do you look down on me or the Holy See of Helan?" The gentle man shook his head and said, "You are too arrogant in the Green Sea."

One of the old men thought he had captured extremely valuable information. Could it be that the Demon Altar wanted to join forces with the Holy Gate to deal with the Green Sea? He hurriedly said: "We...we are not from the Green Sea..."

"Not from Green Sea? Haha... I haven't been out for decades and many people don't know each other." The gentle and gentle smiled self-deprecatingly: "Where are you from?"

"We are the elders of the Tenth Patriarch Association." The old man said respectfully.

"The Tenth Ancestors Association... How many great ancestors are there in the Tenth Ancestors Association now?"

"There are...seven." The old man didn't understand what the other party was meant, but he didn't dare to lie, so he had to answer honestly.

"From now on, there are only five left." The gentle man smiled, then stretched out his hand and grabbed it out of thin air.

A black hand as big as a hill appeared behind an old man. The great ancestor had no chance to react, so he was held in it by the giant hand, and then he burst out from both ends of the giant hand and shot out dozens of meters away.

Another old man made a strange scream, suddenly raised his body and flew to the sky, and he had no courage to resist at all.

The gentle man stretched out his hand again and patted down like a fly. His big black hand appeared in the sky. The old man who was running away in the slap, the old man's body burst into blood mist, and finally fell on the ground was a mess of mud.

The gentle man slowly walked to the woman holding the knife, was silent for a moment, and said softly: "Your demon is close to being successful. Although the chanting technique I taught you is the fastest spiritual technique in the world, it also has fatal weaknesses. Do you know what it is?"

The woman holding the knife was Xi Xiaoru. She did not answer, and there was no fluctuation in her pupils, no surprise, no joy, no fear, and always quietly looking at her Tiansha Knife, like a lifeless sculpture.

"Hey, hey, hey, no matter how you say it, I am your master. Should you look at me when I talk to you?" The gentle and gentle man seemed a little angry: "Do you want me to expel you from the master if you don't know how to respect your teacher so much?"

Xi Xiaoru still didn't move, and seemed to be unable to hear anything.

"Okay, okay, okay..." The gentle man shook his head helplessly, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes: "You have to cultivate to become a demon even faster than me, but this is not a good thing, it means... you will definitely fall into a demon."
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