clang!

At the same time, Xuan Fei and Lei Lan's killing moves also took advantage of the situation. The injured Thunder Demon Sword was directly bombarded and blood was spit out again.

Everyone's hearts changed drastically. Is this the power of the holy soldiers?

Before he really took action, the arrogant Thunder Demon Sword was so embarrassed.

It is unimaginable how powerful Chu Tianhao would be when he mastered this gun.

Yanteng's expression was indifferent, and his eyes flashed with an impulse of destruction flashed in his eyes. He moved the moment when the Thunder Demon Sword was bombarded by Lei Lan and the other two.

In an instant, holy patterns bloomed on the silver spear, and in the blink of an eye, the number of holy patterns reached more than fifty. The holy patterns were permeated, and the majestic energy of heaven and earth continued to pour into it. Yanteng held the silver spear in his hand and danced his long hair.

boom!

He stepped heavily on the ground, and the ground collapsed instantly. The man burst into light brighter than the silver moon in the air.

The number of holy patterns wrapped around behind him officially reached one hundred, and the terrifying pressure swept across all directions. Everyone was stunned by Yan Teng's sharpness at this moment.

Holy Soldier!

This is the power of the holy soldiers!

“It’s time to end!”

The silver spear swept through the air, and Yan Teng's figure disappeared in front of everyone, and when he was again, it had landed on the ground.

Rumble!

The silver holy light on his body was so majestic that he could not see directly. The spear in his hand pierced through the layers of blood lights. Blood-colored dragons let out shrill wails, shattering one after another, and then the protective star element on the Thunder Demon Sword was also broken.

The spear named Wang Hook, with a devastating edge, pierced the heart of the Thunder Demon Sword.

Are you going to die?

Everyone became extremely nervous. The evil cultivator of the Cangxuan Mansion seemed to be dying in Yanteng's hands.

This makes people feel a little unreal, but under the power of the holy soldiers, everything seems so real.

"die!"

Yanteng roared and tried his best to stab the corpse of the Thunder Demon Sword directly without a single blow.

when!

But something extremely strange happened. There was a violent metal collision sound between heaven and earth, and sparks splashed out from the heart of the Thunder Demon Sword, illuminating the night sky.

This deadly shot was blocked.

Everyone looked at it incredibly and saw that the body of the Thunder Demon Sword was covered with a layer of heavy armor with metallic luster. The heavy armor was as strong as a mountain, with terrible pressure, as if a sky had turned into a battle suit and landed on the Thunder Demon Sword.

"Xuantian Heavy Armor!"

Yanteng was shocked and said in a disgusting voice: "You are a disciple of Xuantian Sect in the Ancient Domain!"

"Ahem, the holy soldiers are really terrible. Unfortunately, you can't even exert one-tenth of the power, so let me leave it!"

The Thunder Demon Sword's mouth was covered with blood, his face was a little pale, but he was particularly eccentric in laughter.

boom!

Before Yan Teng could react, he reached out and grabbed the gun.

Xuantian heavy armor?

A look of surprise flashed in Lei Lan and Xuan Fei's eyes at the same time. It was the secret technique in the Xuantian Sect's mountain-keeping martial arts Xuantian Treasure Mirror. Only the disciples of Xuantian Sect are qualified.

Xuantian Sect, the strongest super sect in the ancient world!

As soon as they thought of this, a terrifying look flashed in their eyes. How could this be possible? How could the disciples of Xuantian Sect run to Cangxuan Mansion?

But they couldn't help thinking. Yan Teng, who could not achieve a single blow, obviously exhausted a large amount of star energy.

Almost instantly, the holy soldiers in his hand were taken away by the other party, and they waved their hands and flew backwards.

"Hahaha! It's been three years, and I finally found some fun in this place where birds don't poop. Holy Soldier, hahahaha!" The Thunder Demon Sword held the silver spear and his expression was so excited that it was almost twisted.

Damn it!

Yanteng felt regretful so much that his intestines were blue. He instantly realized that the other party was deliberately injured and led him to take action.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sound of breaking through the air sounded like arrows one after another. The disciples of other sects in the distance fled far away when they saw that the situation was not good.

"Since you're here, don't leave, come back to me, hahaha!"

The Thunder Demon Sword burst into laughter. He held the silver spear in both hands, and the suppressed Blood Evil Sword Sword power swept out with a more terrifying momentum.

Rumble!

The blood evil mist that flew out turned into a terrifying and extremely strong wind, accompanied by the roar of a dragon.

The dragon soared like a blood-colored hurricane, rolling back those who had fled far away.

Not long after, everyone was trapped within the power of his blood evil spirit, with pale faces and unable to move, and their eyes were extremely frightened.

"The good show should begin, killing, killing, who should start?"

Leng Aoran held the spear, glanced at the head of the Qiu family. The head of the Qiu family immediately collapsed to the ground with a fright, and his heart was in a state of turmoil.

As for the other Qiu family Xingjun, they were already frightened and fell to the ground one after another.

"Master Demon Sword, spare our lives, we are innocent!"

Ha ha ha ha!

Leng Ao Ran laughed unceasingly. Amid this hideous laughter, the head of the Qiu family got up and knelt on the ground, and said in pain: "Master Demon Sword, I am willing to take on the matter today. I can get all the eight thousand star god pills you want in half a month. If you want to kill, kill me, let go of the other people in the Qiu family."

"No, no, no!"

The Benthunder Demon Sword grinned and said, "Mr. I misunderstood. You are my great hero. If you weren't for you, how could I get this holy soldier? Don't worry, I will definitely kill your life in the end!"

Amid the laughter, his eyes swept and fell on Yan Teng and the other two again.

The three of them were immediately frightened. Xuan Fei and Lei Lan were a little panicked, and their eyes couldn't help but look at Yanteng.

Yanteng forced himself to calm down, his eyes flashed, and he pondered: "Master Demon Sword, since you are a disciple of Xuantian Sect, you must be responsible for coming to Cangxuan Mansion. As long as you are willing, I can give you a saddle and go through fire and water!"

A strange color flashed in Leng Aaron's eyes, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You are a sloppy person, but you are not stupid. It's barely enough to be a dog for me!"

"Thank you!"

A happy look flashed in Yanteng's eyes, and he immediately plopped and fell to the ground.

He thought very clearly in his mind that he lost the Holy Soldier King Hook and returned to the sect, he would definitely die. Holding the thigh of the Thunder Demon Sword is a way to survive. Being a dog is better than being dead.

"good!"

Leng Aaron's eyes showed satisfaction, and he pointed his finger. The disciples of other sects said with a smile: "You can kill these people for me!"

Yanteng's face changed. These people were personal disciples of other sects of Cangxuan Mansion. Once they were killed, he would have no way out from now on.

Completely broke up with Cang Xuan Mansion!

And it is even worse than the evil cultivator. He is equivalent to selling his owners for honor. He has killed the leader of the evil cultivator and has completely become the evil cultivator's traitor.

"These wastes shouldn't have dirty the adult's hands!"

Yanteng slowly stood up and soon had an idea. Leng Aoran didn't let him kill the people in Xuanwang Palace anyway.

The personal disciples of other sects will be killed if they are killed.

"Yanteng, are you crazy?"

When a group of people saw Yan Teng coming towards them, their eyes showed an incredible look. This man was about to kill the Thunder Demon Sword just now. In a blink of an eye, he turned into the other party's tyrant and wanted to kill them for the other party.

"Yanteng, you are the leader of the Hangwang Palace, is that kind of backbone?" The personal disciples of other sects said furiously.

Yan Teng said lightly: "A bunch of dead people, do I need to explain to you?"

Leng and arrogantly smiled without saying a word, watching this scene quietly, it was really good to be a dog.

The harvest tonight is really unimaginable.

But just as Yan Teng was about to kill someone, a sound of nature sounded sound of flute sounded under the vast moonlight.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of Xiao is getting closer and closer, and the sword intent contained in the sound of Xiao is ringing continuously between heaven and earth.

From a distance, you can see a silver figure slowly approaching the moonlight.

A heartbreaking song, where can I find a soulmate in the world!

A song of pear blossoms fades, only roses are red in the snow!

A song of beautiful smile, how can this matter be remembered from the beginning!

With the suffering of reincarnation, where will I meet you again in this body?

A chaotic world is a world of chaos, so we are not a thing in the pond. This sword body is extraordinary!

The sound of the flute is vast and vast, like a song or a smile, and it becomes more and more exciting under this crimson, making people's passionate and uncontrollable.

"The burial flower dynasty is here!"
To be continued...