The hundreds of subordinates Yun Juechen brought over this time are all elites in the sect with extraordinary skills. However, the training of those mysterious men in black is definitely not inferior to them, and their fierce and fierce energy makes people shudder.
They all rushed forward as if they didn't care about their lives.
One of the men in black had his right arm chopped off by a member of the Beihua Sect. The wound was filled with blood. Even though his face turned pale due to the severe pain and his muscles kept twitching, he just grunted and did not scream. Only what was left was
His wrist on one arm shook, and a sharp dagger appeared in his hand. He rushed over like a hungry wolf and stuck the dagger into the enemy's chest. A scream could be heard in the corridor.
"ah……"
These men in black, who were not afraid of death, were several times more numerous than the members of the Beihua Sect. Within a short time, they killed more than twenty members of the Beihua Sect, forcing the rest to keep retreating.
Zhu Han, the master of Xiaoyao Hall, and Chen Menglong, the master of Zizi Hall, hurriedly rushed out of the private room with their knives, rushed into the corridor, took a few steps forward, swung the Yan Ling Dao and Yun Tou Dao in their hands, and slashed at the man in black on the opposite side like a vicious attack, killing the man in black.
The two men in black were chopped to the ground. As hall masters, their kung fu was naturally much higher than those of the so-called elites in the sect.
"Hoo! Hoo!"
Two black figures jumped out from behind. The one on the left flew up in the air and kicked away the Yan Ling Dao in Zhu Han's hand, and struck it with his right fist.
"Peng!"
Zhu Han screamed and took four or five steps back. His chest was dripping with blood, and three blood holes appeared. The blood kept flowing out, and he grinned in pain. When he looked closely, he saw that the man was wearing a special
There were three sharp spikes connected together that looked like crocodile teeth, and they were stained with blood.
Although the other party was wearing black clothes, his face was not covered, revealing a ferocious and pale face. Zhu Han was shocked and said in a trembling voice: "You...are you the White Tiger of Donghua Gate?"
This big man was the other protector of Donghua Gate who disappeared mysteriously, Bai Hu. A ferocious smile appeared on his face, and he said: "It's your grandfather and I..." Like a tiger descending from the mountain, he pounced on him again.
The man in black on the right has a rather peculiar appearance, with a turtle back and one eye, holding a bronze stick. He is Xuanwu, the last of the four original protectors of the Donghua Sect. This man was previously blinded in his right eye and egg by Ximen Lang's hidden weapon.
The egg became disabled and then disappeared. Unexpectedly, it suddenly appeared today.
The bronze stick smashed down with a roar. Chen Menglong hurriedly dodged and slashed diagonally with the cloud-head knife in his hand. The two of them hit each other with sticks and knives.
Baihu and Xuanwu, as the last two of the original four guardians of Donghua Sect, have amazing artistic skills, slightly inferior to Qinglong, and far beyond the reach of Zhu Han and Chen Menglong.
The white tiger's fists repeatedly hit Zhu Han's body, forming deep blood holes. After a while, Zhu Han couldn't bear it anymore and lay on the ground dying. The blood stained his tattered clothes red.
"Go to hell!"
Bai Hu cursed fiercely and kicked his right foot down so hard that Zhu Han's head was deformed and he died.
On the other hand, after three moves, Xuanwu smashed away Chen Menglong's cloud-headed sword, and then hit Chen Menglong with one stick after another. The opponent was unable to fight back and kept retreating.
Suddenly, Xuanwu jumped up and with all his strength, the bronze rod came down from above and hit Chen Menglong's head, causing the opponent's brains to burst and he collapsed to the ground.
Seeing the two hall masters being killed, a group of Beihua Sect members were even more frightened. They retreated in panic and hid at the end of the corridor. However, they still could not change the fate of being killed. Many men in black were like dark clouds.
He rushed over and raised the Longquan Sword frantically to kill without stopping, and the piercing screams filled the corridor.
The other men in black stepped aside to make way, and three men in white clothes came from behind. The first one was an old man with silver hair and an extraordinary bearing.
Behind him was a middle-aged man with gray hair and a burly build, with eyes like daggers, like a lion's.
There is also a young and beautiful girl who looks like a girl in anime, with a white dress like snow, picturesque eyebrows, big watery eyes, a small red mouth, and long straight hair that looks like silver threads, floating from time to time as she moves.
Get up. Under the skirt is a pair of slender white legs, with crystal sandals on the slender and beautiful feet, and a string of pearls on the right ankle, shining with a warm silver-white light.
The three of them walked into the private room and glanced at everyone. They did not take Yun Juechen and others seriously. They all focused on the face of the handsome boy behind the round table.
Baihu and Xuanwu followed the three of them. Both of them looked at Ximenlang with hateful eyes, especially Dueye Xuanwu. As soon as they saw each other, they immediately thought of the miserable scene of their balls being smashed by an iron ball, and they wanted to
He ate it alive to relieve the hatred in his heart.
The old man in white robe laughed and said with great satisfaction: "Vice-elder Ximen, didn't you expect that we would meet again?"
A wry smile appeared on Ximen Lang's face and he sighed: "Yes, I didn't expect that Master Xue Clan is back again. It seems that you still have the intention to fight for hegemony?"
The old man in white robe was Xue Wensheng, the former head of Donghua Sect. He sneered and said: "I have worked hard for many years to build Donghua Sect. I didn't expect that it would be destroyed after meeting a little devil like you. Do you think
If I'm so obedient and live my whole life in some bullshit Iceland, you might as well kill me."
Ximen Lang said disdainfully: "Then what can you do? The Donghua Sect has been destroyed. Can it be said that just the three of you, the Xue family, plus Qinglong, Baihu, and Xuanwu, can make a comeback? Stop dreaming."
Xue Wensheng said in a deep voice: "Boy, don't underestimate me. In addition to a few of us, I still have three thousand dead warriors who have not been moved. After ten years of secret training, these warriors are as strong as each other."
Dang Shi, looking forward to death, has now surrounded Mingcui Tower. With their presence, why can't I go east?
The mountain rises again. Besides, the mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole is behind. This old guy Yun Juechen seduced the old nun and set up this trap to deal with you. Now I am holding you both hostage. With you two big shots in my hands as hostages, the North and South Chinamen
Whatever you can do to me, you must obediently carve out territory for me and let me rebuild Donghua Gate..."
Yun Juechen said angrily: "Xue Wensheng, you old man, if you don't think about good things anymore, I would rather die than give up any territory to you."
Xue Wensheng looked over with cold eyes and said in a cold voice: "Old thief Yun, don't be so harsh. I have all the tricks to deal with you. I will make your life worse than death..." His eyes fell on Zhou Lishou and Master Juechen.
On the mother and daughter, the order said: "Come here, take down Curly Hair and the two nuns..."