Then he took two steps and was met with the same sharp sword.
The man's cultivation is already the strength of a mid-stage War Lord, and it is obviously not something that a woman can compete with.
After a few rounds, the sharp sword in the woman's hand was knocked to the ground, and a hole was deliberately opened in the green shirt on her body by the other man, revealing a touch of snow-white.
"Ah..." the woman exclaimed and quickly raised her hand to cover it.
"Tsk, tsk, the eldest lady of the Ouyang family has really good skin!" The man licked his dry lips.
"I can't wait. Come on, I promise I'll be gentle."
While speaking, he threw away the sharp sword in his hand and walked towards the woman, followed closely by the other three, all of whom had a strong evil look in their eyes.
"No..." the woman screamed.
"Come on, I'll make sure you feel comfortable!" The four of them came over and reached out to grab the woman.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Just when the woman was almost desperate and about to commit suicide, a few muffled sounds were heard, and then four clouds of blood mist exploded around the woman, spraying all over her body.
Wow!
The woman opened her mouth and spit it out.
After vomiting for a long time, I finally stopped vomiting.
Then, he raised his head and looked at Ling Hao, who was not far away, with a grateful look on his face: "Thank you... thank you..."
While speaking, I was shocked in my heart.
She knew very well the cultivation of those four men. They were all real warriors in the realm of war masters, but they were slapped into nothingness by a palm.
The person's strength is obviously at least that of a late-stage Zhan Zong!
Although the Tan family almost killed thousands of blood shadow men, Tan Mingjun was considered a person he recognized more.
He had long heard that Tan Mingjun and the eldest daughter of the Ouyang family were engaged.
I just heard the woman say that she was the eldest daughter of the Ouyang family, so I decided to come to her rescue.
Otherwise, people from the Ouyang family really don't have the leisure and elegance to meddle in other people's affairs.
While speaking, he glanced at the five or six men lying on the ground not far away. They were all dead. They had obviously been killed by the four men just now.
"You... do you know Ming Jun?" The woman was surprised: "Please... who are you?"
"Things on the mountain are not that simple. If you don't want to put yourself in a desperate situation again, go down the mountain!" After finishing speaking, Ling Hao turned and left.
"Benefactor...can you tell me your name? I will definitely repay your kindness when I have the opportunity!" The woman looked at Ling Hao's back and asked loudly.
However, Ling Hao's figure was already hundreds of meters away.
At the same time, in a valley a few kilometers away from here, two hundred members of the Mo Pavilion wearing black and white masks were ready to go.
"Group Pan, everyone from all the sects should have almost reached the top of the mountain. When will we go up?" A tall man looked at the leader and asked.
"Wait a minute!" the man surnamed Pan responded in a deep voice.
"Zhu Pan, do you think that King of the West will really show up?" Another person said.
"He will definitely appear!" The man surnamed Pan said in a gloomy tone: "This time, no one can save him!"
"Really?" Before he finished speaking, a man's voice sounded.
Then, two afterimages were seen stopping a hundred meters away from everyone, it was Lu Yue and the judge.
