"White Fairy, you leave with Principal Shen first. They were targeting me. This matter has nothing to do with you, and it can't affect you. ”

Ye Junlang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said in a deep voice.

Bai Xian'er shook her head and said, "They don't dare to touch me." Now we just have to stall for time, as long as we drag on, and that's fine. ”

"Kill him! Kill Ye Junlang! My dantian qi sea...... Ah! My dantian qi sea has been broken! Kill him, I want him to be broken into ten thousand pieces!"

At this time, Jiang Long's heart-rending voice came, and after he was knocked to the ground, he immediately felt that his dantian qi sea had been broken by Ye Junlang's fist, and the strength in the dantian qi sea was also gone, and the dark energy of his body could not be condensed, and he was reduced to a waste person from then on.

He was so hateful that he even wanted to die.

When the two Martial King Realm powerhouses heard this, their eyes were cold, and there was a crazy killing intent in the air. Their duty is to protect Jiang Long, and now that Jiang Long's dantian qi sea has been broken, they are afraid that they will not be able to escape a severe punishment if they want to return to the Jiang family.

"White fairy, offended!"

A Martial King Realm powerhouse spoke, and his body moved, and he shot forward.

The white fairy shot ahead of Ye Junlang, and she took the initiative to meet this Martial King Realm powerhouse.

Bang!

This Martial King Realm powerhouse shook Bai Xian'er away with a punch, but the strength of the fist did not hurt anyone, but only shook Bai Xian'er to the side.

At that moment, another Martial King Realm powerhouse had already flashed in front of Ye Junlang like a ghost, and as soon as he made a move, it was an extremely powerful killing move.

"Do you really think Lao Tzu's life is so easy to take?"

Ye Junlang roared angrily, and the power of his own abyss heavy attack erupted wildly, and he punched and blocked, facing the attack of this Martial King Realm powerhouse.

The attack of this middle-level powerhouse of the Martial King Realm broke through Ye Junlang's fist, at that moment, Ye Junlang relied on his rich combat experience, he was on one side, avoiding the vital point, and the moment he was shocked by the opponent's fist, his right leg also swept out like a bullet and struck at the body of this Martial King Realm powerhouse.

Bang!

Ye Junlang was shocked by the fist and was injured again and coughed up blood, but his leg also forced the Martial King Realm powerhouse to retreat, and he snorted in his mouth, obviously not feeling good.

In the field, the one who can stay out of the matter is the Mingyue of the Tai.

When this attack and killing conflict broke out, there was a middle-aged scribe with a tall figure by Mingyue's side, with an elegant temperament, standing beside Mingyue of Tangtai, forming a kind of protection.

Tantai Mingyue looked at Ye Junlang, who was injured one after another, and was weighing whether to help Ye Junlang in his heart.

"What did Tuoba Ancestor say?"

Yutai Mingyue suddenly opened her mouth and asked the middle-aged scribe beside her.

The middle-aged scribe said, "Princess, this matter has nothing to do with my Lantai family. The princess had already taken the remnant of the picture, and now she should return to the family as soon as possible. Furthermore, Tuoba Ancestor said that this time there were two Martial Ancestor Realm powerhouses from the Heavenly Extreme Holy Land. In addition to Mo Qingfeng, there is another person. Even if the princess is willing to help, she is afraid that Tuoba Ancestor will come forward, but she will not be able to change the situation in the field. ”

Tantai Mingyue's eyes were cold and silent.

The ruthless killing method she cultivated, as long as she didn't care about herself in the past, she was indifferent, and her heart was frozen and emotionless.

But somehow, this time seeing Ye Junlang's superb fighting skills and rich combat experience in the battle actually made her a little interested, and subconsciously, she didn't seem to want a character like Ye Junlang to fall in tonight's killing.

That's when —

Whoosh!

In the back door of the venue, about ten black-clothed men rushed out, all of them acting like the wind, appearing well-trained, with a cold-blooded killing intent on their bodies.

The ten men in black surrounded Ye Junlang, who was repulsed again, and the intense killing intent locked on Ye Junlang.

"Don't!"

Ouyang Fei's face changed in shock, she gritted her teeth, and immediately rushed towards these men in black.

Ouyang Fei was born in the Gu Yin family, but she doesn't like to cultivate martial arts, but no matter how she says, she is also a disciple of the top ten Gu Yin families, and her strength is already a martial arts realm cultivation.

As soon as Ouyang Fei rushed over, two men in black immediately turned around, one left and one right, attacking sharply and surrounding Ouyang Fei.

Judging by their skills, they look like specially trained soldiers in the army.

Laugh at!

A black-clothed soldier held a saber in his hand and stabbed straight at Ye Junlang, who was staggering backwards.

Ye Junlang slammed his feet to stabilize his body, and on the side of his body, he skillfully avoided the saber from the opponent's assassination, and at that moment, a furious killing fist in his right hand had already slammed into the black-clothed warrior.

Bang!

The piercing force of the critical hit pierced through the black-clad warrior's body, sending him flying to the ground.

On the right side, there were black-clothed soldiers attacking and killing, Ye Junlangrao was wounded, but his own combat instinct and combat experience were far from being comparable to those of these black-clothed soldiers.

His body was spread, his own killing machine was extremely vigorous, and under such a siege situation, his face was as calm as a lake, and he was still calm and calm, without the slightest panic.

In the blink of an eye, two more black-clad warriors were killed by him.

Ye Junlang raised his eyes and saw that Ouyang Fei was forced to repel and injured by the two black-clothed soldiers, he was in a hurry, and roared: "Ouyang Fei, you step down!

As soon as the words fell, a fierce killing force came from behind, Ye Junlang didn't think about it, and immediately rushed forward, but it was another Martial Sect Realm powerhouse who was coming on.

This Martial Sect Realm powerhouse got rid of Bai Xian'er's entanglement and took the opportunity to attack and kill.

"Roar!"

Ye Junlang roared angrily, Rao is scarred, Rao was seriously injured, he was still fearless, his own critical attack power and the power of the abyssal heavy attack broke out one after another, facing the killing fist of this Martial King Realm powerhouse.

Bang!

Under the blow, Ye Junlang was forced to retreat, and in the process of retreating, a cold cold light on the side stabbed him.

Ye Junlang struggled to dodge and avoid the vital parts, but his waist was cut by the cold blade with a deep blood mark.

Whoosh!

The two Martial King Realm powerhouses approached forward, and there were black-clothed warriors on the side, no matter how you look at this situation, it is a fatal situation.

......

Panlong Mountain, at the intersection of Panshan Road.

Call!

A taxi sped up and pulled to a stop at the intersection.

"Sir, here we are. ”

The taxi driver said to an old man sitting in the passenger seat.

The old man, with his messy hair, coarse linen clothes, and a pair of cloth shoes on his feet, looked very sloppy, and had a feeling of being unkempt and disrespectful.

When the old man heard this, he nodded, took out a hundred-dollar bill, handed it to the taxi driver, and pushed the car door and walked down.

The taxi driver took the money and gave change, but when he looked up, he couldn't see the old man.

Outside the car window, the winding mountain road is quiet, where is there any figure?

The taxi driver was stunned, with an inexplicable sense of horror, hurriedly stepped on the accelerator and left quickly.

At this moment, the old man was already a hundred meters away.

He walked forward step by step, this step seemed slow, but each step fell more than ten meters away, and the speed became faster and faster, and in the end it had turned into an afterimage, and it was impossible to see its figure clearly.

This is a footwork similar to shrinking the ground into inches, which can be called a gallop.

At this time, the bright moon hung high, and the cold moonlight sprinkled down, through the branches and leaves, reflected on this winding mountain road.

There was an old man, with his hands on his back, walking on the moon.

......

Thanks again to the book friend "Lao-D" for their great help.

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Old man Ye is here, and he is very windy and comes to the moon, I hope everyone will vote for praise and cheer for Old Man Ye!

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