"Drink!"

Meng Shentong was besieged by the righteous people. In shock and anger, he had already moved the Shura Yinsha Divine Art to the limit. The power of the Shura Yinsha Divine Art in the eighth level surged and even began to automatically hit the bottleneck of the ninth level!

As the breath surged, Meng Shentong felt an extremely fierce and vicious inner breath rolling in his dantian, and his mind was confused, filled with evil aura.

And his slight sense was finally lost at this moment!

"Howl!"

Meng Shentong screamed at the sky, and a green light shot out from his eyes, as if he was like a wild beast, and suddenly rushed towards Yi Zhongmu.

"He's crazy! Kill him together!"

Yi Zhongmu was shocked and immediately used the "Demon-Subduing Wand Technique". His fierce and fierce force attached to the iron crutch and smashed at Meng Shentong. When the dragon and tiger were under the great power, even the iron man had to turn into an iron discus.

Bang! Unexpectedly, Meng Shentong did not dodge or avoid, and let Tieguai hit his shoulder. Yi Zhongmu only felt a huge counterattack force coming, as if he was hitting not by the person, but by a mountain!

Suddenly, his wrist hurt violently. It turned out that Tieguai had been snatched by Meng Shentong. He bent it with no means to make a move and then sank into the ground, leaving a black hole.

Yi Zhongmu was very scared. This iron crutch was his beggar sect's staff. Even if the sword and sword were not damaged at all, it was actually twisted. This kind of divine power was simply an extraordinary realm!

He was so scared that he wanted to quit the battlefield, but unfortunately it was too late.

"Ao!"

Meng Shentong paused, jumped six or seven feet, came to him, and punched him in the chest!

Yi Zhongmu raised his arms, but when he heard two crisp sounds, his arms broke and turned into a zombie in the air. After he fell to the ground, his body was split into pieces and there was not even a drop of blood flowing out.

Tang Jingtian looked at it, but saw a crystal clear area in the wound. It turned out that the Yin and cold power in Meng Shentong's hand was too strong, and he actually punched Yi Zhongmu to death. His blood immediately condensed into ice and frozen into popsicles!

"This is no longer a martial arts! He is a devil! It is Shura!"

Tang Jingtian took a few steps back and his face turned pale.

Dingding!

Lei Zhenzi saw Meng Shentong facing his back, thinking that he had an opportunity to take advantage of it. The long sword was dotted like a silver flower in the fire, making a tingling sound on Meng Shentong, bringing out sparks of sparks.

"No! His body has become a Vajra!"

Only then did Lei Zhenzi realize that something was wrong, but Meng Shentong, the figure like the demon god, had already come over.

Zen Master Dafeng blocked Meng Shentong and was kicked away with one kick, not knowing life and death.

"Don't hurt people more, let's admit defeat!" Master Zhuchan jumped over and wanted to stop him, but unfortunately it was too late. Meng Shentong grabbed Lei Zhenzi's hands and feet, and suddenly teared him up, and Lei Zhenzi divided it into two pieces. The blood internal organs fell, soaking Meng Shentong's head and face, making him seem to have become Shura.

Master Zhu Zen shouted the Buddha's name sadly, used his magical power, used the Shaolin divine fist, and hit Meng Shentong's lower abdomen. Meng Shentong did not dodge or avoid it, and pushed out a palm as if nothing had happened. Even if Tong Chan had been practicing for decades, he would have retreated when he pushed him, and fell to the ground and could not get up for a long time.

"Aoah..."

Meng Shentong suddenly looked at the other Orthodox camps, and with a roar, he had already entered it, as if a tiger had entered a flock of sheep. Two or three Orthodox disciples would fall down with each palm. He was like Shura and was not afraid of siege at all. In an instant, he killed thirty or forty people, killing people in the Orthodox church crying and crying for their parents, and losing their souls.

Meng Shentong went in and out of the orthodox camp and fought several bloody paths. Suddenly, his subordinates slammed and a voice came in: "She...she is your daughter!"

Meng Shentong's magical intelligence was slightly awake, and then he saw Gu Zhihua's face covered with tears and he knelt beside Jin Shiyi.

It turned out that Meng Shentong was like crazy and killed him when he saw someone, but Gu Zhihua stood there in a daze. Meng Shentong immediately punched her skull.

Jin Shiyi was shocked and the swords were all out. Finally, his martial arts were of top quality. He paid the price of dislocating his arms and vomiting blood and seriously injured him. He barely paused Meng Shentong.

And the face of his daughter and Gu Zhihua finally restored Meng Shentong to his mind.

"This...this is all me..."

Meng Shentong looked at his hands. At this time, his palms were stained with blood. There was a person standing beside him, his body was broken into two pieces, and he died with his eyes open. It turned out to be his junior brother Yang Chi Fu!

It turned out that Meng Shentong had already had a fierce attack at that time, and his relatives refused to recognize him. Yang Chifu came to rescue him with kindness, but he was actually injured!

"Father...stop!"

Gu Zhihua's tears fell like pearls like broken threads.

"Meng Duke... I admit defeat. From now on, the major martial arts sects will bow to you and hope that you will never kill again!"

Master Gongchan reluctantly stood up and said, "Meng Shentong's killing just now has really made the people in the righteous path cold."

"Haha... I am the leader of the martial arts world now!"

Meng Shentong laughed loudly, looking at the lost and righteous man, the evil sect who was also scared, and the junior brother who fell to the ground, and finally Gu Zhihua's sad expression. Suddenly, he felt a little discouraged, and even the crazy laughter gradually became smaller.

"The cult is here! Everyone respects you!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from all directions, and many disciples of the cult surrounded them from all directions, and even surrounded them with both good and evil!

"Cult's Cult?"

"Why are they here?" The surviving martial arts heroes were in a big uproar. They only knew that the whereabouts of this cult were mysterious, and they gathered many evil sect players in it, but they never interfered in the martial arts affairs. Unexpectedly, they suddenly appeared here today, and they couldn't help but feel awkward!

"The evil emperor and the evil queen have arrived!"

Shouts came from all directions, as if there were thousands of people. The disciples of the Tian Cult in black were constantly coming out. Under the leadership of the Eighteen Taibaos such as Zang Ling and Mie Fa, they surrounded the good and evil that were already frightened.

At this time, the two paths of good and evil had fought many times, and many good players were seriously injured and were killed by Meng Shentong. How could they block the Tian Cult's new force? They were immediately forced to the top of the peak and surrounded them.

But when the sound of the piano and zither continued, the virgins on both sides spread flowers under the ground, and the carriages of sixteen people slowly came, with phoenix tents hanging on all sides, and they couldn't see the people inside.

"After Ji Xiaofeng, he will send a message to him by his family teacher!"

Ji Xiaofeng entered the venue like a gust of wind, and shook everywhere. His light skills were so high that he was like a ghost. He instantly found a lot of good things among the heroes, but the owner was still at a loss.

"Gourmet to Master Jinguang, Master Zhu Zen!"

Ji Xiaofeng sent two prayer posts to the hands of Master Zhu Zen and Master Jinguang who could barely stand up. With the cover of the post, his hands brushed the Buddha string in the Master Zhu Zen's hand like lightning, and took off the three Buddhist beads.

This thief's unique skill that can get beads without cutting the ropes and threads. In addition, the wind-like attack is indeed worthy of the previous name of Thousand Handed thief.

After all, Master Zhuchan is the Beidou of Mount Tai in the Wulin. Ji Xiaofeng's actions can be hidden from everyone, but his ears and ears. He immediately wanted to use the mysterious skill, but his chest felt ache. The yin and cold energy rushed into the eight extraordinary meridians, with endless poisons and unable to produce the magical skill of protecting the body. He could only smile bitterly and watch Ji Xiaofeng escape.

"I've met Master Meng!"

Ji Xiaofeng only had three prayer letters, giving Shaolin's sorrow, Emei Golden Light, and Meng Shentong!

This means that apart from these three people, all the heroes on the field were not in the eyes of the Eternal Evil Emperor! There were immediately a lot of heroes who were indignant, but when they saw that the cult was in great power, they could only endure it.

"Fang Fushui? What is he here to do?"

As soon as Meng Shentong recovered his mind, he saw the person he was most afraid of, and his brows frowned.

After taking the letter of worship, his face suddenly changed: "You little thief!"

With one palm, the air waves were empty and whistled, but it was so powerful that it was hard to bear!

What kind of divine power he is now? With a push, Ji Xiaofeng flew out like a paper kite. Several circles fell into the Tian Cult camp in mid-air, and kept spinning, just like a top.

When the martial arts heroes saw Meng Shentong pushing her freely, they could not help but shouted "Hello".

"Master and Master's wife! I'll give you a gift!"

Ji Xiaofeng turned around more than a dozen circles quickly and then jumped to the front of the carriage. His face looked a little blue and purple, but his expression was very proud, so he handed over a booklet.

"very good!"

The curtain was lifted, revealing Fang Ming with warm eyes, and Li Shengnan with a lazy expression on the side.

Fang Ming took the paper book and saw that the Shura Yinsha Divine Art he had hand-recorded was also included. There were also Meng Shentong's dense comments and experiences next to him. He couldn't help but smile indifferently: "Shengnan, look at Xiaofeng so well-behaved, what are we going to appreciate him?"

"This ice sword is more beautiful than pearls and jade, and it complements the face of the master's wife!"

Ji Xiaofeng took out another long sword and gave it with a smile. It turned out to be the Ice Soul Han Light Sword of the Glacier Heavenly Girl. It was left on the field and fell into someone's hands, but he stolen it again.

"I think I should reward him with a Nine Yang Pill!"

Li Shengnan took the long sword, flicked his index finger, and a bright and fiery pill fell into Ji Xiaofeng's mouth.

"Thank you, Master's wife!" Ji Xiaofeng bowed and stepped down, took out various rare boxes from his arms, kept playing with them, and looked very proud.

The heroes were in a state of uproar, and then they realized that Ji Xiaofeng had taken the opportunity to present a prayer letter to steal them all! Only the beating Zen and the golden light discovered the clues slightly, while Meng Shentong threw him out, but he still couldn't avoid the disaster of stealing!

But how powerful is Meng Shentong's current Yinsha cold air? Even if Ji Xiaofeng resolves the huge force, he will not be able to get hurt by the cold air. Even if he practices internal skills diligently, he is no longer the same as before, and he will suffer a serious illness after returning.

Li Shengnan rewarded him with a Nine Yang Pill refined by Fang Ming with nine kinds of dry and heat medicines. This pill is extremely hot and poisonous, and the Yin Evil Pill used to save Meng Shentong was just right.
Chapter completed!