"Chen Luo, Fellow Taoist Chen, it's very painful to see your appearance as if you are not human or ghost? I'll just barely be kind and send you on the way, so I'll suffer less." Zhao Tong shouted softly, raised his palm and slashed at Chen Luo's head.

"Stop." At this time, Huang Yi suddenly shouted angrily.

Zhao Tong hesitated when he heard this, his raised hand hung in the air and did not really fall down.

"Why stop me?" Zhao Tong frowned.

"I stopped him before and couldn't attack you, and you couldn't take advantage of others' danger." Huang Yi said word by word.

"Fellow Daoist Huang, have you forgotten? This time you protected me to repay my master's kindness, and I didn't ask you to hinder me!" Zhao Tong shouted lightly and said unhappily.

"That's not possible..." Huang Yi cut the railway firmly.

"You said no? Then you have to be able to stop me." Zhao Tong grinned.

After saying that, the red light in his palm lit up and he patted heavily towards his sinking head.

With a "bang", my whole body fell heavily, and the soil and rocks under my body cracked, and suddenly collapsed into a large pit about a foot deep.

The sinking body fell into it, his head was hanging weakly to the side, and there was a trace of blood in his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, which was winding like a small snake, and the breath emitted from his body was extremely weak.

"Zhao Tong!"

Hearing a loud shout suddenly, Huang Yi suddenly raised his right arm and slashed his left hand.

"puff……"

A blood light suddenly appeared, Huang Yi's left arm was slashed and flew up, and he kicked him at Zhao Tong.

When the latter saw the poisonous and blood-filled arm coming straight to his face, he suddenly panicked and didn't bother to add another heavy blow to Chen Luo, and quickly dodged and dodged.

After Zhao Tong stood still, looking at Huang Yi, who was pale and unstable, couldn't help feeling a little ashamed of his panic just now. Can Huang Yi still be his opponent at the moment?

"Are you really going to be an enemy of me?" Zhao Tong asked in a cold voice at Huang Yi.

"I said, you can't kill him." Huang Yi's arms were still bleeding, but his tone was still as solid as a rock.

Zhao Tong was silent, thinking in his mind that Huang Yi had killed many people before and had a lot of points on him. If he killed him and Shen Luo together, wouldn’t the accumulated points be all his own?

Huang Yi saw the slight changes on his face, and he already knew that he was interested in killing.

"If you want to kill me, you have to see if you have enough weight." Huang Yi's expression remained unchanged, and his eyes were staring at Zhao Tong.

When Zhao Tong heard his words, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

But soon, his last fear was covered up.

"Chen Luo is not close to you, but you just met you. Why did you help him?" Zhao Tong had aroused his intention to kill, but continued to say.

"Do I need to explain to you?" Huang Yi glanced at him and said coldly.

"You... OK, OK, OK, since that's the case, you can die with him." Zhao Tong was furious.

Before he finished speaking, his body rushed out quickly, wrapped in a layer of blood mist. At some point, a blood-colored crystal knife about two feet long suddenly appeared in the palm of his palm, stabbing directly into Huang Yi's heart.

Huang Yi had only one arm left. Facing Zhao Tong's direct sword, he raised his palm and recited it lowly:

"The Golden Bell of Arhat!"

It was like a bell ringing, and the blood flowing from Huang Yi's broken arm emitted pure golden light, covering his body, making him look like a golden paint poured into a golden arhat in an instant.

He slapped his palms horizontally and hit the blood-colored crystal knife that Huang Yi was stabbing straight.

With a crisp "click", the blood-colored crystal knife broke with the sound.

Zhao Tong's eyes widened, and a look of surprise flashed, but the action of raising the knife and stabbing him straight did not change at all.

The blood mist surging around him, wrapping around the surface of the blood-colored crystal knife, and it condensed again into a crystal blade, which directly stabbed Huang Yi's shoulder.

"Clang"

A sound of metal and stone fighting sounded, Huang Yi's body suddenly shook, and golden light splattered in his chest, and a hole was torn open by the blood-colored crystal knife.

The tip of the blood-colored crystal knife stabbed into Huang Yi's chest, and a charming luster flashed out from the blade, and it actually directly absorbed Huang Yi's small amount of essence and blood.

"Hehe, you are seeking death by yourself. When you go to the underworld and see the King of Hell, don't blame me." Zhao Tong said with a grim smile.

Just as he was so proud, he didn't notice a shadow behind him approaching quietly and getting bigger and bigger.

By the time he realized it, it was too late. A black steel drill penetrated his just raised forehead and penetrated his entire body with a blow, nailing him to the ground.

The owner of the steel chisel fell down with a light figure, and he pointed one foot at the top of the steel chisel, and slowly squatted down.

The white feathers on his body gradually converged, revealing their human form, but it was He Qianshan, the Linghe Demon Clan.

He looked down at Zhao Tong, whose eyes were wide open under him, and said jokingly: "I have been waiting here for a long time, and I am still wondering if anyone will come here to pick up your three heads for free. If I have another yellow bird, there will be yellow birds. It seems that there is no more..."

After saying that, He Qianshan sighed with regret.

Zhao Tong, who was nailed to death by a steel drill, did not die immediately. His Adam's apple moved slightly up and down and spit out a few words:

"You are looking for death..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a bloody energy rose up in the hole between his eyebrows, wrapped around the steel brazing, and invaded He Qianshan.

"Don't seek death. The reason why I didn't kill you is that I'm a little interested in your blood-burning technique. If you are so ungrateful, I don't mind sending you on your way first." He Qianshan said with a smile, taking out a beast skin talisman and sticking it to Zhao Tong's forehead.

The blood energy on Zhao Tong's head suddenly dissipated, and his magic power was also blocked by the power emitted from the animal skin, and he could not be mobilized at all.

"The other two are not strange, so I will deal with them first. Let's start with... you." He Qianshan said, his eyes drifting back and forth in the big pit where Huang Yi and Shen Luo were.

After saying that, he stood up and walked towards Huang Yi.

Huang Yi, who had suffered a lot of damage before, is no match for He Qianshan at this moment, and he has no power to resist at all.

He Qianshan raised his hand and waved it, and a black steel rod appeared in his palm, pressing against Huang Yi's eyebrows and stabbed straight down.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

A golden light suddenly appeared in the pit beside Huang Yi. Immediately afterwards, a golden sword light soared into the sky, wrapped in red flames, and stabbed towards He Qianshan.

He Qianshan's heart tightened. Before the sword could reach, an extremely hot breath came towards him.

He frowned, raised his other hand and banged forward. A blue round shield appeared in his palm. A rotor-wing blue bird was painted on it, and a blue whirlwind emitted a whole body, and a blue whirlwind suddenly gushed out.
Chapter completed!