The sun is shining in the sky.

Under the scorching sun, the battle belonging to the older generation became increasingly bizarre.

As the saying goes, old people are cunning, and as the saying goes, old people are still more spicy.

After Zhang Donglu tricked the master of Dongming Palace, he briefly exchanged a few moves with the master of Yinyuan Palace, and then rushed towards the unknown master of Dongming Palace.

Behind him, the master of Yinyuan Hall saw the old man's thoughts in front of him. He was shocked and immediately chased after him.

Not good!

This old man wants to kill Dongming!

"Hunyuan Palm!"

In front of the master of Dongming Hall, Zhang Donglu rushed over, flipped his palm to raise his energy, and took a shot with an ordinary palm.

"Dongming!"

The master of Yin Yuan Hall quickly passed by, blocking the front, and faced him with a palm, blocking the attack with force.

However, how could it be possible to achieve all the results in such a hasty move?

But after hearing a loud earthquake, the master of Yin Yuan Palace blocked a Hunyuan palm, blood spattered from his mouth, and he stepped back several steps.

"The master of the palace is so fast, he can even catch up with this."

Zhang Donglu looked at the Master of the Yinyuan Hall who was blocking the front of the Master of the Dongming Hall, and sighed in admiration, but his men showed no mercy at all, and slapped him with a palm, taking advantage of his illness to kill him!

The Hunyuan Palm is still ordinary, it seems that Old Man Zhang only knows this trick.

However, this ordinary move has been used by Old Man Zhang for decades, and he has become so proficient in it that he can use his fingers like an arm.

The master of Yinyuan Palace's expression darkened as his palm force came close to him. He endured the injury and blocked the former's palm force.

"Bang!"

After handing over his palms, the master of Yin Yuan Hall felt his right arm go numb, a powerful force surged through his body, and he took a few steps back again.

A little bit of vermilion overflowed from the corners of the mouth, slipped down silently, and dyed the clothes in front of her body red.

"The master of the palace is good at cultivation!"

Zhang Donglu said something, and quickly stepped forward, using his palms to stir up the waves, and the attack tilted towards the master of the Yinyuan Palace in front of him like a violent storm.

The master of Yinyuan Hall hurriedly blocked the attack and retreated step by step, putting the situation at a disadvantage.

Masters competed with each other, one move was wrong, and all were passive. In order to save the master of Dongming Palace, the master of Yinyuan Palace completely fell into a crisis.

Under the scorching sun, Zhang Donglu's offensive became more and more fierce, not giving the opponent in front of him any chance to counterattack.

During the battle, the master of Yinyuan Palace looked increasingly serious. He tried to counterattack several times, but was interrupted by the former's offensive.

The battle situation was critical, and when faced with the Master of the Yinyuan Hall, there were only two options left, either to abandon the Master of the Dongming Hall and escape on his own, or to be beaten to death by Old Man Zhang, both of whom died here.

"Hunyuan Palm!"

I don't know how many moves they exchanged, but Zhang Donglu broke through the defense of the master of Yinyuan Hall with one palm and landed heavily on his chest.

Immediately, blood splashed and fell like rain.

"Palace Master, there is a long way to the underworld, so let's go on the road first!"

Zhang Donglu stepped forward and slapped the former Tianling with his palm, preparing to send him on his way.

"Yin Yuan, let's go!"

At the critical moment, a weak voice sounded from behind the Master of the Yin Yuan Hall, and then the Master of the Dongming Hall, who was seriously injured, stood up, stepped forward, and crossed his palms to block the fatal blow.

However, how could the master of Dongming Palace, who was severely injured, be able to block Old Man Zhang's full force palm.

The sound of bone-crushing sounds was heard, and the palms raised by the master of Dongming Palace were forcefully shaken away. Then, the heavy palms fell down and slammed onto his heavenly spirit.

Instantly, blood spurted out all over the sky, blurring the eyes of the three of them.

"Dongming!"

Behind the master of Dongming Hall, the master of Yinyuan Hall saw this scene, his eyes widened in anger, shocked and angry.

Between the two of them, the master of Dongming Hall fell weakly, and the last glimmer of light in his eyes gradually disappeared.

"Quick, let's go!"

In the cold wind, the inaudible sound echoed, and with the cold wind, it dissipated invisible.

The shocking result was that two great cultivators who were in the late stages of the Five Realms and were close to the peak of the Five Realms joined forces to intercept and kill one person. However, their success failed and they ended up with one dead and one seriously injured.

If we talk about Zhang Donglu's strength, it is at most equal to the two of them. Even if he is strong, he is not much stronger.

However, the final result was so shocking.

It can only be said that Zhang Donglu's scheming is much deeper than the two masters of the temple.

When the master of Dongming Hall was successfully attacked and the master of Yinyuan Hall refused to leave alone, the outcome was actually doomed.

"You, damn it!"

Seeing his friend who had known him for decades die in battle, the master of Yinyuan Palace burst out with murderous intent. Regardless of his internal injuries, he rushed forward like a madman.

"Palace Master, I didn't mean to hurt anyone."

When Zhang Donglu saw that the master of Yinyuan Hall had lost his mind in front of him, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, he stepped down and quickly retreated a hundred feet away.

The master of Yin Yuan Palace immediately chased after him with a violent attack, vowing to avenge his friend.

The battle situation was completely reversed, and offense and defense were switched. However, compared to the previous embarrassment of the master of Yinyuan Hall, Zhang Donglu was obviously much calmer.

The reason is very simple. There is no one Zhang Donglu cares about here. Whether he leaves or stays depends entirely on his own mood.

The reason why he hasn't left yet is because Zhang Donglu feels that the irrational Master of Yin Yuan Hall in front of him might be able to take advantage of the opportunity and kill him together.

A crazy opponent will indeed cause a headache, but it will also be full of flaws and easier to kill.

Sure enough, after the Master of Yin Yuan Palace launched dozens of crazy attacks, in an instant, the empty door opened wide in front of his chest, revealing his flaws.

"Hunyuan Palm!"

When the opportunity arose, Zhang Donglu did not hesitate and struck out with one palm, which was shocking.

The strength of the palm increased, and a loud earthquake sounded. The body of the master of the Yin Yuan Palace flew out, staining the sky with blood.

With a successful palm, Zhang Donglu didn't hesitate at all. He stepped forward and quickly stepped forward, condensing the vast energy in his palm, preparing to do the same to the Master of Yin Yuan Hall.

Unexpectedly, just when Zhang Donglu's killing move was about to land, a huge palm force shot through the air from behind, so suddenly.

"Um?"

Zhang Donglu sensed this and turned around, moving three feet away to avoid the force of his palm.

"Fluttering light."

During the battle, the Master of Yinyuan Palace saw the Master of Yaoguang Palace who had arrived in time, stumbled to steady himself, and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you!"

"No thanks."

The Lord of Yaoguang Palace said something, and glanced at the Lord of Dongming Palace who had died in the battle in the distance, with a gloomy look on his face, and reminded him, "Yin Yuan, you have always been calm, why have you lost your mind at this time?"

"It's my fault."

Master Yin Yuan suppressed the anger in his heart, a sad look flashed in his eyes, and said, "Yao Guang, help me alone and join forces with me to kill him. I am very grateful."

"Can."

The master of Yaoguang Palace responded, stepped forward and answered.

In the middle of the battle, Zhang Donglu frowned slightly as he looked at the two temple masters one behind the other.

Trouble.

Here comes another one.

Moreover, the master of Yin Yuan Palace seemed to have regained his senses.

He has no interest in a one-on-one or head-on confrontation.

Thinking of this, Zhang Donglu looked towards the direction where the Master of Dongming Palace died in the battle, with a look of shock on his face, and shouted, "Master of Dongming Palace, you are not dead!"

As soon as he finished speaking, during the battle, the master of Yinyuan Palace looked shocked and looked over subconsciously.

In a split second, Zhang Donglu was shirtless and ran away.

"ah!"
Chapter completed!