Gao Ge stopped.

He frowned at the flames that shot up into the sky.

"It's too late. When the fire was gone, Gao Ge sighed and said.

Everyone was at a loss.

"Is something wrong?" Qin Yuming asked.

"Yes, it's too late for anything?" Meng Jing couldn't help but ask.

Gao Ge turned his face to look at them, sighed and said, "Originally, I thought that I would seize this opportunity to barbecue and eat, but now it's too late." ”

Everyone: "......"

After listening to Gao Ge's words, Chen Jishi was also full of regret.

One big and one small, eyes on each other, heroes cherish heroes.

After walking a distance, Gao Ge suddenly stopped.

He looked up and looked ahead.

"What a powerful breath!"

"Well, and there's a murderous aura in it. Meng Fang said with a frown.

That powerful qi machine existed for a short time.

There is a fleeting feeling.

The Flying Star Sword in Gao Ge's body also let out a sword groan.

Then, it appeared in Gao Ge's hands.

The expression on Gao Ge's face immediately became a little grim.

"What's wrong, is it dangerous?" Xia Lu asked.

Gao Ge smiled bitterly: "I don't know. ”

"You don't know?" Meng Jing asked, "You don't know how to take out the Flying Star Sword?"

Gao Ge smiled bitterly: "I didn't take it out, it came out by itself......"

This is also the reason why Gao Ge's expression was grim just now.

For such a long time, this is the first time that the Flying Star Sword has appeared without his control.

He used to take it out himself.

"Is this uncontrollable?" Gao Ge smiled bitterly.

Ready to fight?

Then you have to see how capable your master is!

What if the other party is a master?

Your master used to be cool, too!

He pressed the Flying Star Sword and continued to move forward.

And Yue Xincheng was very tired at this time.

He didn't know what was going on, that knife killed so many immortal cultivators.

If you tell them that it has nothing to do with you, I don't know if they can understand it.

Yue Xincheng is a very powerful person.

The knife was not simple, he understood, but he understood that he was a very simple person.

The power of that knife really has nothing to do with himself.

Give him another chance, and he won't be able to cut that knife.

It's just that the knife just now brought too much shock to those immortal cultivators.

One by one, they could only stare at Yue Xincheng with round eyes, but none of them dared to rush forward.

Probably because the knife was already in Yue Xincheng's hand, these people did not have the spirit of not wanting to die before, which also strengthened Yue Xincheng's previous thoughts.

Previously, these people were bewitched by this sword.

To be precise, it was the greed and murderous intent in their hearts that were stimulated.

At this time, someone came in the snow.

Blazing fast.

"Boy, give me the knife in your hand!" It was a middle-aged man, his body was covered with blood, and he looked like he had been seriously injured, so that his face was a little pale, he held a spear in his hand, condescendingly, staring at Yue Xincheng.

Being stared at by the other party, Yue Xincheng also felt a lot of pressure.

"Why do you want to give it to you?" Under pressure, Yue Xincheng asked curiously.

"Do you want to die?"

"I don't want to!"

"Then give it to me. ”

"I don't. ”

The immortal cultivators inside and outside the big pit all looked at them with a look that looked at them with a mentally retarded look.

Can your special conversation be a little more nutritious?

The middle-aged man was furious, and the silver spear in his hand trembled, and a gust of wind swept in.

"Get out of the way!" A strong and powerful voice sounded, and the fire dragon suddenly appeared in front of Yue Xincheng, with a wave of his sleeves, and the wind dissipated in an instant.

"Lord Fire Dragon. Yue Xincheng shouted.

"Let's go first, I'll deal with him. With that, the dragon swept towards the man with the gun.

"I want to see where you can go!" the fire dragon shouted, and his fist fell, and the fist whistled like thunder.

Yue Xincheng carried the long knife and stepped back slightly, and those immortal cultivators stared at him with greedy eyes.

"Hehe, you also want to grab the knife?" Yue Xincheng sneered.

A group of immortal cultivators stepped forward.

The gentle girl wanted to come forward to help, but was stopped by her junior sister.

"Senior sister, we can't help much...... the senior sister whispered.

"He took off my hat. The gentle girl bit her lip and said helplessly.

"What?"

"Senior sister, why are you so careless!"

"Senior sister, you ......"

The gentle girl didn't say anything, but rushed to Yue Xincheng's side.

"Are you reluctant to let me die?" Yue Xincheng said with a smile.

"Hmph. The gentle girl snorted coldly, too lazy to bother with him.

"None of us will die, though. Yue Xincheng said confidently.

The Gentle Girl looked at him in surprise.

See, did this kid deliberately hide his strength before?

Otherwise, how could it be so confident now?

She just wanted to ask a question, but saw Yue Xincheng suddenly shout, "Boss, help!"

Gentle Girl: "......"

On the edge of the pit, Gao Ge looked at Yue Xincheng with a smile.

"How did you know I was coming?"

Yue Xincheng touched his head.

"The fire dragon is already here, will the boss be far away?" At this moment, Yue Xincheng was reborn, incarnated as a literary and artistic youth, coquettish and profound.

Gao Ge stood up straight, condescending, looking at the immortal cultivators in the deep pit, the Flying Star Sword in his hand stuck in the snow in front of him.

"Whoever moves my brother, kill!"

A group of people looked at each other.

Yue Xincheng was so moved that he was about to cry.

"Just you?" said a disciple of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect unconvinced.

"Of course not. Gao Ge smiled.

Behind him, the members of the Dragon Pavilion and the students of the Immortal Cultivation Academy walked up one by one.

"You see, there are quite a few of us. Gao Ge said with a smile.

Yue Xincheng grinned, smiling like a fat man of two hundred pounds.

Yue Xincheng turned his face, looked at the gentle girl, chuckled, and said, "I told you before, my boss is very good, right?"

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the gentle girl's arm: "I'll take you away!"

The Gentle Girl was stunned, not even thinking to break free of his hand.

Like a marionette, he was led by Yue Xincheng and walked forward.

Those immortal cultivators were silent one by one, and even involuntarily made way for the two.

Gao Ge looked at Yue Xincheng and sighed: "It's quite my style!"

Meng Jing's hand was immediately twisted on his arm.

"You're envious?"

"Ouch, it hurts, it hurts, it's going to die......" Gao Ge's muscles twitched violently.

"Hmph, that woman is also good-looking, but what about Su Hui?" Meng Jing began to worry about others.