You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 292 1 Moving Forward

There was a sound of a club hitting someone, and along with it, Jun Buqiu's cry of pain.

"Ouch! You're unworthy of being a gentleman if you attack from behind."

"Damn it, Lord Wolf, I can't stand this anymore. This kid is too much. I'm going to teach you a lesson!!"

A human voice was heard, but this voice was somewhat similar to Changqing's undisguised voice, and it could only be Jiaocang.

The crisp sound of bricks rang out again.

In the darkness, the sound of someone falling to the ground was heard, and Jun Buqiu whimpered.

"If you're brave enough, fight me in a one-on-one duel! How can you be considered a hero if you play dirty tricks behind others' backs..." Jun Buqiu hadn't finished his words.

Dang~

The echo of an iron rod hitting the back of the head was heard and lingered for a long time.

"Can you take my cold iron stick, which takes thirty years of hard work?"

Another voice sounded.

Jiao Cang was stunned;

The other party was also stunned!

"You don't like him, too?"

"Yeah, fellow Taoist, you too?"

"A fellow-minded person!"

"That....."

"Keep going! Beat him to death!"

Soon Jun Buqiu let out a scream. The club hit the back of his head at an extremely tricky angle. His whole body became stiff after being hit by the club and could not bend at all. Otherwise, Jun Buqiu would not have suffered such a misfortune without any chance of fighting back.

Many more people joined the righteous fight, and sounds of accidental firing were heard from time to time.

"Ouch, who stepped on me?"

"Damn it, who slapped me in the face? Come out and fight me!"

"Ouch! Whose hidden weapon stabbed me in the butt? Damn it, you're trying to rub poison on the blade!"

Jun Buqiu, who was at the center, had long lost his voice.

"You're not going to die!"

"Hey! No way! These scholars all have a breath of righteousness in their chests, protecting their heart meridians. At most, they will be half dead!"

Some people are all obsessed.

The frustrated Jun Buqiu spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted. Before he passed out, he pushed all the blame onto Changqing who had disappeared.

As for where is Changqing?

No one knew. Yun Qinghan and Jie Xinyu only felt the departure of the lice on their bodies, but they didn't know where Changqing had gone.

……

outside world~

At this point the battle entered a white-hot stage.

The old man in the sea of ​​blood had already tried his best and his use of blood magic had reached the extreme.

But he was still unable to do anything about the huge Dharma image in front of him. Every attack was resolved by the giant with a wave of his hand.

The giant showed his contempt and sneered: "You are a slave of two families. You couldn't do it a thousand years ago, and you don't have the ability now!"

"court death!!"

The old man was stimulated by the words and roared angrily. The blood under his dry skin surged and turned extremely red. It was as if hundreds of blood dragons were swimming in his body and finally gathered in his palm.

The old man sprinkled the dragon seedling in his palm into the sea of ​​blood, and soon the sea of ​​blood dried up, apparently having been completely swallowed by the blood dragon.

The blood dragon was hundreds of feet long. When the old man pointed at it, it roared and rushed out, heading straight for the blood man.

Seeing this, the bloody man's eyes flashed with a fierce look, and he stretched out his hand and pulled in the air, and a black straight knife appeared in his hand. A mouthful of blood sprayed on the black straight blade.

The crisp sound of swords resounded through the sky, and the flashing sword lights turned into gusts of sword wind, sweeping towards the hundreds of blood dragons.

Every time the sword swept across, several blood dragons would be cut into several sections, hissing and falling into the sky.

For a moment, the sky was covered by countless sword lights, the wind and clouds changed color, and cracks frequently appeared in space and quickly disappeared.

Soon the surrounding blood mist was dispersed by the sword energy and the strong wind brought by the dragon soaring into the sky. The sound of swords and roars seemed to become the overlord between heaven and earth.

Countless corpses were hiding in the darkness, trembling in their bodies, and constantly bowing their heads towards the empty space without the blood mist.

At this time, the area below was covered by a black semicircle.

The bloody man also quickly noticed the abnormality here. Realizing that something was wrong, the sword in his hand became sharper.

"Are you worried about those little guys? Hey, it's too late!"

The old man saw through the bloody man's thoughts and laughed strangely. He had been being beaten all the time, and now seeing that the bloody man's mind was loosening, he waited for an opportunity to attack.

Although the blood man was worried, he was entangled by the enemy and could not escape. He placed his hope on Changqing:

"That kid has a lot of tricks up his sleeve. I hope he can hold out for a little while longer. Just a moment!!"

The blood man regained his composure, snorted coldly, and thousands of sword lights flashed. Many blood dragons screamed and fell from the sky.

"No way to save those little guys!" The old man saw that there were only a few dozen of his blood dragons left. He knew he couldn't win, so he rolled his eyes and thought of another way - harassment.

He hit once and then ran away, and the remaining blood dragon was on top, dragging the bloody man with it.

The bloody man was not stupid, he sneered and said: "Then I won't save you first, I will kill you first."

......

The only bright spot was the human body incarnated by the Heavenly Dao. Looking at the darkness, he seemed to be able to see this chaotic scene. A hint of sarcasm flashed in his black-red eyes, as if he was smiling but not smiling.

"Even at this time, they are still fighting among themselves. All living beings are truly beyond salvation." Yingxu Tiandao's words echoed in everyone's hearts.

Only then did people remember that there was such a huge threat.

"That kid wouldn't see the danger and run away on his own!"

"Absolutely!"

"What's the big deal? Can you beat the Heavenly Dao? If it were me, I would run too!"

"I can't get out! I just tried, but it was like running into a maze. I don't know how I got back here!"

"Damn it, what does Heaven's will do? If you force me into a corner, I will detonate the treasure given by the sect. If you don't die, I will make you spit blood."

......

Everyone looked at the figure that looked like a fairy or a demon on the lotus, and they suddenly felt powerless. Was there really a chance of winning?

"I'm curious, since this place is blocked, where did that kid go?"

It was pitch black all around, and nothing could be seen except the silhouette on the lotus leaves.

"Hidden?" someone speculated.

"Of course, or you'll die!"

Suddenly, a blue light flashed in the darkness behind the sun. Before anyone could see clearly, the blue light turned into a winged shadow and rushed towards the naked figure on the lotus leaf.

Everyone only saw a bright blue armor, shining under the sun. The armor raised his hand and leaped behind the figure. A green sword light, emitting cold light, slashed down quickly from top to bottom.

"Awesome! You dare to attack at this time? Aren't you afraid of death?"

The crowd exclaimed.

The man in armor gives people not only a shocking feeling, but also a feeling of passion, a spirit of facing difficulties head-on without fear even though the enemy is powerful.

The storm is coming, with a strong enemy ahead. He stands alone in front of everyone, his back seems a little lonely, but his indomitable spirit and determination make everyone change color.

“Is this what it means to be unyielding?”

In the corner, Ling Yu looked at the figure with his eyes flashing. The indomitable spirit was now embodied in that figure. He was not afraid of the strong enemy and moved forward directly.

Ling Yu couldn't help but clench his fists. He knew that was his teacher. He suddenly felt impulsive and wanted to rush forward like his teacher.

"How dare the self-degrading Heaven say such things to the common people!"

Chang Qing shouted softly, and the Dongfeng 51 in his hand was injected with all his spiritual power, and he chopped it down fiercely.

The sword light fell with the momentum to cut through the darkness.