Yan Teng saw this scene and couldn't stop laughing.

clang!

At the same time, Xuan Fei and Lei Lan also took advantage of the opportunity to land their killing moves. The injured Ben Lei Demon Sword was directly blasted away, and blood was spit out from the mouth.

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

Before he actually took action, the arrogant Thunder Demon Sword was in such a state of embarrassment.

It is unimaginable how powerful Chu Tianhao will be when he masters this gun.

Yan Teng's expression was indifferent, with a killing intent flashing in his eyes, and he moved at the moment when the Ben Lei Demon Sword was blown away by Lei Lan.

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

, long hair dancing wildly.

boom!

He stepped hard on the ground with the sole of his foot, and the ground collapsed instantly, and his figure bloomed in the air with a light brighter than the silver moon.

The number of sacred patterns wrapped around 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 Soldier!

"It's over!"

The silver gun swept through the air, and Yan Teng's figure disappeared in front of everyone. When he appeared again, he had landed on the ground.

Boom!

The silver holy light on his body was so majestic that it was impossible to look directly at it. The spear in his hand pierced through the layers of blood. The bloody dragons let out shrill wails and shattered one after another, followed by the body protection on the Thunder Demon Sword.

The star element is also broken.

The spear named King Hook, with its devastating edge, pierced directly into the heart of Ben Lei Demon Sword.

Are you going to die?

Everyone's hearts became extremely nervous. It seemed that the evil cultivator Ben Lei Demon Sword who was running rampant in Cangxuan Mansion was going to die in the hands of Yan Teng.

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

"die!"

Yan Teng let out an angry roar and tried to stab the corpse with the Thunder Demon Sword.

when!

But something extremely strange happened. There was a violent metal collision between the sky and the earth, and sparks flew out of the heart of the Thunder Demon Sword, lighting up the night sky.

This fatal shot was actually blocked.

Everyone looked in disbelief, and saw that the Thunder Demon Sword had been covered with a layer of heavy armor with a metallic luster. The heavy armor was as strong as a mountain, with terrifying pressure, as if it was a sky transformed into

The battle clothes fell on the Ben Lei Demon Sword.

"Xuantian Heavy Armor!"

Yan Teng was shocked and lost his voice: "You are a disciple of Xuantian Sect in the Ancient Region!"

"Ahem, the holy soldiers are really scary. It's a pity that you can't even exert one-tenth of your power, so leave it to me!"

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Ben Lei Demon Sword's mouth, and his face was slightly pale, but he smiled particularly openly.

boom!

Before Yan Teng could react, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the gun.

Xuantian Heavy Armor?

A look of surprise flashed through the eyes of Lei Lan and Xuan Fei at the same time. That was the secret technique in the Xuantian Baojian of the Xuantian Sect's Mountain-Suppressing Martial Arts. Only disciples of the Xuantian Sect were qualified.

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

When they thought of this, a look of horror flashed in their eyes. How could this be possible? How could a disciple of Xuantian Sect come to Cangxuan Mansion?

But they couldn't help what they thought. Yan Teng, who couldn't hit a single hit, had obviously used up a lot of star energy.

Almost instantly, the holy weapon in his hand was snatched away by the other party, and the whole thing flew backwards with a wave of his hand.

"Hahaha! It's been three years, and I finally found some fun in this sterile place. Holy soldier, hahahaha!" Ben Lei Demon Sword held the silver gun, his expression almost distorted with excitement.

Damn it!

Yan Teng felt so regretful that his intestines turned green. He instantly realized that the other party was deliberately hurt to induce him to take action.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

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

"Now that you're here, don't leave yet and come back to me, hahaha!"

Ben Lei Demon Sword laughed wildly, holding the silver spear with both hands, and the power of the Blood Fiend Sword that had just been suppressed swept out with an even more terrifying force.

Boom!

The bloody mist that flew out turned into a terrifying and incomparable wind, accompanied by the roar of the dragon.

The dragon soared like a bloody hurricane, drawing back those who had fled far away.

Not long after, everyone was trapped within the scope of his bloody power. Their faces were pale and unable to move, and their eyes looked extremely frightened.

"It's time for the fun to begin. Killing, killing. Who should start?"

Leng Aoran held the spear and glanced at the head of the Qiu family. With a thud, the head of the Qiu family immediately collapsed to the ground in fear, his mind was in a state of confusion, and his heart was in a frenzy.

As for the other Qiu Family Xingjuns, they were already frightened and fell to their knees one after another.

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

Ha ha ha ha!

Leng Aoran laughed endlessly. In this ferocious laughter, the head of the Qiu family got up and knelt on the ground, saying painfully: "Master Demon Sword, I am willing to shoulder the responsibility for today's matter. The eight thousand Star Gods you want

Dan, I can collect it within half a month. If you want to kill, just kill me, and let the rest of the Qiu family go."

"No no no no!"

Ben Lei Demon Sword grinned and said: "Old sir, you misunderstood. You are my great hero. Without you, how could I have obtained this holy weapon? Don't worry, I will definitely kill you last!"

Amidst the laughter, he glanced over and landed on Yan Teng and the other three.

The three people were immediately frightened and panicked. Xuan Fei and Lei Lan were both a little panicked and looked at Yanteng involuntarily.

Yan Teng forcibly calmed down, his eyes flashed, and he said in deep thought: "Master Demon Sword, since you are a disciple of Xuantian Sect, you must have a heavy responsibility when you come to Cangxuan Mansion. As long as you are willing, I can serve you through fire and water, no matter what.

!”

A strange look flashed in Leng Aoran's eyes, and then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "You are so-so, but you are not stupid. You are barely qualified to be a dog for me!"

"Thank you, sir!"

Yan Teng's eyes flashed with joy, and he immediately fell to his knees with a plop.

He knew very clearly in his mind that if he lost the Holy Weapon King Hook, he would definitely die if he returned to the sect. Holding the thigh of the Ben Lei Demon Sword would be a way to survive. It was better to be a dog than to die.

"good!"

Leng Aoran's eyes showed satisfaction, and he pointed at the direct disciples of other sects and said with a smile: "Kill these people for me!"

Yan Teng's expression changed. These people were all direct disciples of other sects in Cangxuan Mansion. Once they were killed, he would have no way out from now on.

A complete break with Cangxuan Mansion!

And he is worse than the evil cultivator. He is like a seller seeking glory. He has killed the leader of the sect of the evil cultivator, and has completely become the evil cultivator's lackey.

"These wastes really shouldn't dirty your hands!"

Yan Teng stood up slowly and quickly came up with an idea. Anyway, Leng Aoran didn't let him kill the people in Xuanwang Palace.

Direct disciples of other sects will be killed as well.

"Yanteng, are you crazy?"

When a group of people saw Yan Teng walking towards them, their eyes showed disbelief. Just a moment ago, this man was killing the Thunder Demon Sword. In the blink of an eye, he became the opponent's lackey and had to kill him on his behalf.

Kill them.

"Yanteng, you, the leader of the Xuanwang Palace, do you have this kind of backbone?" The direct disciples of other sects said angrily.

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

Leng Aoran smiled and said nothing, watching this scene quietly, this man was really good as a dog.

The harvest tonight is so great that it is truly unimaginable.

But just when Yan Teng was about to kill someone, a heavenly flute sound sounded under the vast moonlight.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the flute came closer and closer, and the sword intent contained in the flute sound resounded continuously throughout the world.

In the distance, a silver figure can be seen, slowly approaching in the moonlight.
To be continued...