Maoshan Ghost King

After Zhou Yiyang's wave of thunder, it was time for the three of them to finish their shots. If Taoist Huangye hadn't been knocked down yet, it would be the end of their group.

The three of them moved forward at the same time, and Yu Hengzi led more than a dozen top masters of the Kunlun Sect and also approached the scorched earth.

Seeing that the people on both sides were about to approach the place, Yu Hengzi suddenly looked at Wu Jiuyin and said angrily: "If there is anything wrong with my Patriarch Huang Ye, not even a single person from the Kunlun Sect will be left. I’m going to make you pay with your life!”

Wu Jiuyin glanced at Yu Hengzi and was speechless.

Just as he was about to approach the large crater blasted out by the thunder, a sudden burst of green smoke filled the air, and a figure suddenly appeared next to the crater.

The clothes on his body have completely turned into rags, and his body is also burnt black. Golden blood is all over his body. If it weren't for the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, no one would be able to recognize him at this moment. He is the same person just now. The arrogant Taoist Huangye.

"Master...Master..." Pre-branch said in disbelief.

Taoist Huang Ye had his eyes closed. After hearing someone calling him, he slowly opened his eyes, opened his mouth, and spewed out a few streams of green smoke.

"Dozens of sky thunders are really powerful... Pindao knows a top figure in Zhongnan Mountain, named Wudaozi. I heard that this person can attract hundreds of sky thunders at the same time and blast them down at the same time. Although these dozens of sky thunders are not as good as that There are not many people in the world who can resist the hundreds of thunders, and I don't know if that old guy Wudaozi is still alive..." The real person Huang Ye didn't know if he was stunned by the thunder, and he said to himself Speaking coquettishly.

Wu Jiuyin and Ge Yu looked at each other and did not move forward rashly. Na Yu Hengzi called out softly again: "Master, you..."

"Who asked you to come here? Didn't Pindao just say that? No matter what happens, don't come here. Pindao went to the fairyland alone and fought with several juniors. Do you still need your help?" Taoist Huang Ye glanced at him Yu Hengzi asked angrily.

"Master, are you okay..." When Yu Hengzi said this, there was a hint of crying in his voice.

This is a figure like the God of Kunlun, and he has turned into such a miserable appearance. Yu Hengzi felt really distressed when he saw it.

There's no trace of the fairyland here. Even a beggar who hasn't bathed in ten years is better looking than he is now.

"It's okay for you to be a poor man, please step aside!" Taoist Huang Ye said coldly.

Yu Hengzi and others knelt down and kowtowed to Taoist Huang Ye.

"Master, take care!" Yu Hengzi stood up and led everyone back to their previous positions.

Taoist Huang Ye, who was in rags, covered in black, with golden blood constantly flowing, held the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, looked at Wu Jiuyin and the other three and said, "I promised you just now, ten There is no killer within a move. There were so many of you attacking us just now, with magic circles and sky thunders. The total must have exceeded ten moves, and there were dozens of thunders that day, right?"

Wu Jiuyin cupped his hands and said in a deep voice: "Old senior Gao Yi has indeed passed ten moves."

"In this case, the poor Taoist will not be merciful?" Taoist Huang Ye looked at Wu Jiuyin.

"Senior, even if you take action, even if I die in your hands, I will die with no regrets." Wu Jiuyin raised the magic sword in his hand and pointed it at Taoist Huang Ye again.

"Okay, feel free! I like you as a young man more and more, but it's a pity...we can't help ourselves, otherwise we might become old friends. In the next battle, we will win or lose. They are also divided into life and death, do you guys have any objections?" Taoist Huang Ye's dark face suddenly became solemn, and he glanced at the three of them.

Ge Yu immediately said: "No objection, the old man is already very considerate."

"Amitabha, the young monk has no choice but to be rude." Monk Hua said and saluted the Taoist Huangye.

The next moment, Taoist Huangye moved, holding the Xuanyuan Sword and running toward Ge Yu and the other three.

Although he suffered a heavy blow, Taoist Huangye acted like a wild horse, full of momentum. In his hand, the Xuanyuan Sword truly showed its powerful power. The sword was golden and brilliant. Murderous.

As he approached the three of them, Huang Yezhenren shouted loudly: "Wan Zhan claims not to lift a sword. He was born with eyes that despise the heroes. The dust of his conquests has turned into clouds and smoke. The rivers and lakes have been turbulent for many years. The world is full of swordsmen and swordsmen. Today, the general will The mantle is off my shoulders, and I have traveled thousands of mountains without anyone seeing me. I was held back by fame in vain. The east wind blows away the heroic dream, and I smile to the green mountains and the sky. I split the path of life and death with my hands, and cut the roots of right and wrong with one sword! Come on, boys!"

When the last syllable was settled, Taoist Huang Ye had already arrived beside the three of them. The Xuanyuan Sword swept out, and the sword energy killed thousands of miles in a majestic manner.

The nerves of the three people were tense at the same time, and they took action to resist almost at the same time.

Wu Jiuyin and Ge Yu held out the swords, and Monk Hua directly threw the purple golden bowl.

This move, the three of them used all their strength to fight against the Xuanyuan Sword.

A huge sonic boom exploded among the four people, with a huge roar and dust flying around them.

The figures of the three people flew out at the same time, but Taoist Huang Ye kept walking and continued to chase the three people who were sent flying.

When the immortal is angry, the color of heaven and earth changes.

All three of them knew that they would be greeted by Taoist Huangye's violent attack next.

Before he could stand firm on his heels, Monk Hua had no time to take back the purple golden bowl. He just took out a string of Buddhist beads hanging from his neck and threw them in the direction of Taoist Huangye.

The string of Buddhist beads suddenly swelled up in the wind, scattered one after another, turned into the size of a millstone, and at the same time crashed towards Taoist Huangye.

After Wu Jiuyin stood still, a black aura suddenly appeared on his body. The corpse-laying ruler on his body seemed to be affected, and the little red dot at the end kept flashing.

The black aura on Wu Jiuyin's body was not demonic energy, but the sinister aura of countless ghosts that the Corpse-Building Ruler had devoured in the Wangchuan River. It was transferred to his body through the Corpse-Building Ruler. These thousands of ghosts The Qi in Wu Jiuyin at this time can also greatly increase his cultivation.

On Ge Yu's side, he also mobilized the power of the ancient demons and the power of the Buddha's top relics. They spared no effort to use all the means that could stimulate their potential.

Facing the series of beads shot out by Monk Hua, Taoist Huangye still kept walking. When the beads came closer, he moved the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand left and right, and he flew out all the huge beads one by one, and then He jumped up and landed directly in front of the three people.