"There's nothing I can do about this little blond brat, so why can't I kill you little brats? Go to hell!"
Packed with thick hatred and fighting spirit, the Third Division of Jingtang let out waves of thick roars and charged towards this side angrily.
Who among Le Bing, Ye Lin, Su Qi, and Meng Changsheng would be afraid of him? Not only did they not retreat, avoid, or give in, they gathered their energy and then used their strongest posture to angrily attack the three masters of Jingtang.
Strike away.
"Spear of Madness!"
"Powerful Vajra Slash!"
"Evil Moon Slash!"
"Moon Shadow's three-hit combo!"
The four masters of the Dragon Group raised their hands in unison, and their gorgeous fighting spirit formed a variety of colorful attack methods in mid-air, and then they collided with the third division of Jingtang.
Although the momentum and strength of the four people are sufficient, compared with the Jingtang Third Master who is close to the holy level, they still cannot be calculated based on reason.
Their powerful attacks only caused a small amount of trouble for the Third Division of Jingtang. The latter just used a fierce hand and swords to completely resolve the four people's attacks.
With an angry and evil smile, the Third Master Jingtang pounced down.
"Suffer death, little brats..."
"Hate to the end of the world!"
A faint sound sounded, like ice beads falling on a jade plate.
Leng Meiying, who was holding the baby in her arms, slashed out at an angle, but she went all out.
This sword was enough to split mountains and split water, with such majestic momentum that even Yin Nong, who was watching the battle on the sidelines, was shocked.
The momentum of the three masters of Jingtang has been blocked by Ye Lin and four others. Now, with another blow, the body formed by the three cultivators was almost dissected into two sides.
At the same time, Qitong's powerful attack also came down from behind them.
The fist with the rolling magma slammed into their backs.
"Chichichichi!"
The sound of rolling lava devouring flesh and blood, and the sound of Hen Duan Tianya cutting into bodies became the only sounds in the audience at this moment.
Defeated, defeated, defeated without any room for error.
The Third Jingtang Division, who could compete with Yin Nong, the leader of Hanshilin, who had the Six Treasures Wonderful Tree, was defeated like this.
The body suddenly shattered like a mirror, and then the three bodies were restored instantly.
However, each of them had a long gash cut in front of them, and blood flowed out. On their backs, there was also a blood hole the size of a fist. Blood and flames flowed together, and life and momentum flew together...
…
A team of rookies who had just entered Hanshilin actually defeated the third division of Jingtang who had been entrenched in Hanshilin for many years and had competed with Yin Nong for status? Even Jingtangzhai was killed by Qitong.
Luo, this can no longer be simply described with the word miracle.
Holding the baby in her arms, Leng Meiying walked away slowly with a cold look on her face.
Ye Lin and others followed closely behind her.
Qitong, on the other hand, stayed where he was, and transformed his palm into a flaming knife, about to cut off the heads of the three people with one blow.
"Stop it!"
At the last moment, Yin Nong finally spoke up. With a gentle brush from the Six Treasure Tree, the flames on the Seven Barrel Fist disappeared immediately.
This is a kind of disappearance that comes from the elements. As soon as the sound of wind coming out of the Six Treasures Wonderful Tree passed by, Qitong clearly felt that the flame knife in his fist was out of his control. It was like a treasure sword, and it was violently struck.
It decomposes into pure substances and disappears into the air.
