"What else do you want? What else do you want?" The middle-aged man in white let out an angry roar: "From Red Leaf City to Shili Fort, how many of us have you killed?"

In the small courtyard, two groups of people are facing each other, there are five people on one side, the middle-aged man in white is standing in the middle, there is a pair of young men and women behind him, and two old men are standing on the roof ridges on both sides, the middle-aged man in white is scolding each other at the same time, releasing a water-blue light curtain, enveloping himself in it, this is an enchantment, an enchantment that only a cultivator above the great grandmaster can have, but although he behaved vigorously, there was a horror between his eyebrows and eyes that could not be concealed, and he had to release the enchantment when negotiating, seems to be very afraid of each other.

The aura fluctuations emanating from the white-clothed middle-aged man were like fireflies and Haoyue compared to the two old men standing on the roof, and the situation was clear at a glance, and their side had a crushing advantage.

Confronted by them were two women, one woman had several scars on her face, which was broken, she was hiding at the gate of the courtyard, and there was a woman in black, standing quietly in the middle of the courtyard, the wind blew from behind her, blowing away her hair, and she couldn't see her appearance clearly, on the ground in front of her, there was a giant machete like a door panel, the machete was dark all over, making people feel a heavy pressure, and the blade was covered with countless dense golden-red silk threads, adding gorgeous colors.

"It's better to settle the grievance than to settle it, Miss Xi, let it go, we can also settle a good fate." An old man smiled bitterly.

"These days, there's been a lot of blood. Another old man sighed.

Obviously, they have the advantage, but they don't have much confidence in speaking, and they seem cautious, as if they are afraid of angering each other.

"What else......? You really have the face to say," the woman with the scar on her face screamed: "When Feixia and Xiaofang fell into your hands, they also begged bitterly, what did you do? They just got married, and they were poisoned by you, who has ever taken pity on them?"

"Where's Feixia?" asked the woman standing in the middle of the story.

She ...... It's dead. The middle-aged man in white dodged the other's gaze.

"Where's Xiao Fang?" the woman asked again.

"He's long gone. The prime man replied.

The woman didn't say anything, her eyes drooped slightly, looking at the machete in front of her, for a moment, her figure suddenly swept forward, as light as a wisp of wind, as fast as a flash of lightning, the machete inserted in the ground seemed to be gone, and the next moment, people could see that the knife light drew a faint light curtain, straight towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man roared and raised his sword to meet the sword light, he didn't want to fight, but at this moment there was no other choice.

The two old men standing on the roof were furious at the same time, the two great ancestors thought that they could easily resolve this dispute, but they didn't expect that the other party didn't take them in their eyes at all, and they would fight when they said they would, which was an intolerable insult

"Heh......" A chuckle came from somewhere, the two old men were already operating their spiritual veins, but the laughter broke into their bodies in an incomprehensible way, allowing their operating spiritual power to melt away without a trace in an instant.

Rumble... The sword light split the enchantment released by the middle-aged man, cut off his long sword, and swept over his body, and the sword light contained a majestic and vast evil aura, so that the middle-aged man's body exploded as if he had been hit by a speeding train, turning into countless bursts of flesh and blood, and even the hardest head of the human body was blown into powder.

With just one sword, the middle-aged man completely disappeared into the heavens and the earth, leaving only a mess.

"Big Brother ......"

"I'm fighting with you"

The pair of young men and women in the back roared and rushed over, and the sword light rose again, and the pair of young men and women were instantly swept into the knife light, and their bodies were crushed by the evil qi that seemed to be substance.

The next moment, the sword light disappeared, and the giant machete was placed diagonally on the ground, and the blood remaining on the blade was gradually disappearing, as if it had been absorbed by something.

The two old men standing on the ridge of the roof looked around with a look of horror on their faces.

With another sigh, a man who looked to be about thirty years old, handsome in appearance, and with a polite temperament, walked in from outside the courtyard, raised his head, and looked at the two old men on the ridge of the roof with a gaze full of urgency.

"I remember that I had reached an agreement with the Helan Holy See in Pengshan. The polite man smiled and said: "Now the young people are having a temper, let them make trouble, the older generation don't interfere, and then, we also have to think about what to do in the future during this time, what to do." The two old men were silent, their bodies were shaking, and they were shaking more and more, as if mice had seen a cat, although they did not know each other, but they knew who had issued the decree together with the Holy See of Helan of the Holy Gate.

"Do you look down on me, or do you look down on the Helan Holy See?" the polite man shook his head and said, "You green sea are too arrogant."

One of the old men thought that he had captured extremely valuable information, could it be that the Demon God Altar was going to join forces with the Holy Gate to deal with the Green Sea? He hurriedly said, "We ...... We are not the ...... of the green sea"

"It's not from the Green Sea? hehe...... I haven't been out for decades, and many people don't know each other. The gentleman smiled self-deprecatingly: "Then where are you?"

"We are the elders of the Ten Patriarchs. The old man said respectfully.

"The Ten Ancestors Meeting...... How many Great Ancestors will there be in the Ten Ancestors Society now?"

"And ...... Seven. The old man didn't understand what the other party meant, but he didn't dare to lie, so he had to reply honestly.

"From now on, there are only five left. The polite man smiled, then stretched out his hand and grabbed it out of thin air.

A black, mountain-sized hand appeared behind an old man, and the great ancestor didn't even have a chance to react, so he was held inside by the giant hand, and then there was a pop sound, and blood burst out from both ends of the giant hand, shooting straight out dozens of meters away.

Another old man let out a strange scream, and his body suddenly rose vertically, flying into the air, and he had no courage to resist at all.

The polite man stretched out his hand again, and slapped it like a fly, and the black giant hand appeared in the sky, and the old man who fled in the middle of the shot, the old man's body exploded into a blood mist, and the last thing that fell to the ground was just a mess of mud.

The polite man slowly walked to the woman with the knife, was silent for a moment, and said softly: "Your demonic evil is close to becoming a great achievement, although the chanting technique I taught you is the fastest spiritual technique in this world, but it also has a fatal weakness, do you know what the Dao is?"

The woman holding the knife was Xi Xiaoru, she didn't answer, and there was no fluctuation in her pupils, no surprise, no joy, no fear, always quietly looking at her Tiansha knife, like a lifeless sculpture.

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm also your ancestor, shouldn't you look at me when I'm talking to you?" The polite man seemed to be a little angry: "You don't know how to respect the teacher, do you want me to expel you from the teacher?"

Xi Xiaoru still didn't move, and she didn't seem to hear anything.

"Okay, okay, okay......" The polite man shook his head helplessly, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes: "Your cultivation time is even much faster than mine, but this is not a good thing, it means ...... You're going to fall into the magic barrier."