The disciples looked horrified, but still mustered up the courage to rush forward.
"No need to save me. If you want it, I'll give it to you!"
The white-haired man said calmly, then grabbed the four elders and threw them towards the rushing crowd.
call!
The four tall figures, like flying bowling balls, crashed into the group of disciples.
In an instant, the disciples were smashed to pieces and scattered all over the ground. Every one of them had a broken head and bleeding, or fainted, or lay on the ground wailing, and few of them could stand up.
As for the four elders, they rolled several times on the ground, their heads were bruised and bleeding, no part of their bodies was intact, and they had fainted.
The three elders looked ugly, knowing that this person was not something they could deal with, and immediately turned around to go back to the palace.
But the white-haired man has come after him.
"Third Master, be careful!" a disciple shouted
The three elders suddenly turned their heads, and their hair stood on end immediately!
The white-haired man was no more than two meters away from him.
Can't escape!!
Must fight back!
He quickly raised his hand and waved the silver needle, intending to stop the man from approaching.
Chirp! Chirp! Chirp! Chirp...
The three elders waved their arms, and nearly a hundred silver needles flew out from his arms, hitting the white-haired man directly.
But...
When the silver needles touched his skin, they made a "dinging" sound, but they could not penetrate his body at all, and they all fell to the ground.
"How...how is this possible?"
The three elders stared with wide eyes, completely dumbfounded.
Bah!
The white-haired man reached out and grabbed the three elders by the neck and lifted him up.
The huge force twisted the three long necks completely out of shape, and he could hardly breathe. He could only struggle desperately, his facial features twisted, and he looked at the white-haired man in front of him in pain.
"You...who are you..."
"The person you always wanted to get rid of."
"The person I want to get rid of?" The three elders' brains were so hot that they couldn't remember who they wanted to get rid of.
At this time, the white-haired man grabbed the three elders and slammed them on the ground.
Boom!
Earth-shattering explosions resounded.
It seemed that the entire sun, moon, and stars were trembling.
The three elders were thrown to the ground hard by the white-haired man, creating a huge crater. The skin and flesh on his body were shattered, and his limbs were shattered. He was motionless and did not know whether he was alive or dead.
"Three Chiefs!!"
The disciples around him shouted shrilly.
At the same time, the two elders, Zheng Tongyuan and other elders of the palace came out.
Seeing the scene in front of them, everyone looked shocked.
"The three elders and the fourth elder... were easily dealt with by the other party?"
"This man... is too scary..."
Everyone's heart was filled with lingering fears and extreme fear.
The white-haired man patted the dust on his body, turned around and walked towards the Sun, Moon and Star Palace.
His hand was still holding the three elders who looked like dead dogs.
The three elders completely lost consciousness and allowed themselves to be dragged by the man.
The disciples of the Changsheng Heavenly Palace saw their eyes bursting with resentment. They rushed to the door of the Star Palace, knelt down and shouted: "Palace Master, please take action! Kill this thief and avenge the three elders and the four elders."
"Please take action, Palace Master!"
"Please take action, Palace Master!"
Shouts echoed from all directions.
Before the sound dissipated, a group of people stood at the door of the Sun, Moon and Star Palace.
The leader is none other than Palace Master Mo Xin.
"Who is here! How dare you be so presumptuous?" She spoke indifferently, condescendingly looking down at the white-haired man.
The white-haired man did not answer, but stretched out his hand and said calmly: "Mo Xin, hand over the fallen spirit's blood! I will spare your life!"
