Dao Wujian smiled faintly, still didn't move, and said, "But this table of meals is not prepared for us, but for the second and third junior sisters of the seniors." ”

The purple-robed old man smiled dumbly, and said with a sigh: "Sometimes it's not a good thing to be too smart. ”

Dao Wuzhi said: "The junior doesn't want to be a fool. ”

The purple-robed old man said with a smile: "In the eyes of the old man, sometimes a foolish ghost is better than a shrewd ghost, at least he won't be offended. ”

As he spoke, his eyes swept over everyone one by one, and he said with a playful smile: "It seems that the heroes don't want to be captured, and they still want to do a dying struggle?"

Dao Wujian chuckled: "Juniors are never people who sit still. ”

"Alas!"

The purple-robed old man sighed and said, "Just now, the old man praised you for knowing current affairs, but I didn't expect that at a critical moment, you are a person who doesn't know current affairs. ”

As he spoke, he slapped his hand at the knife.

The knife is twisted to one side of the waist to avoid the palm force.

The strong palm power slapped on the flower bed behind Dao Wuji, and suddenly, the branches and leaves splashed everywhere, flying everywhere.

The purple-robed old man stood up and muttered to himself, "People are old and useless." ”

Dao Wujian said in a deep voice: "Everyone disperses. ”

Since the battle of the Huangquan Corridor, everyone has invisibly looked at the sword.

As the sound of the knife fell, everyone hurriedly distanced themselves, and seven people fan-shaped half surrounded the purple-robed old man, their eyes full of solemnity.

The purple-robed old man smiled and walked out of the pavilion without hurrying.

Every time the purple-robed old man took a step forward, the seven of them invariably took a step back.

Suddenly, the purple-robed old man snorted lightly, and his body turned into a purple shadow and pounced on one of them, so fast that it left an afterimage in place.

Everyone felt a flower in front of them, and when they looked at it, the afterimage disappeared, and the figure of the old man in the purple robe was nowhere to be seen.

I saw the purple-robed old man holding a person's neck with one hand and holding the person in the air.

The man's neck was grabbed, his face was flushed, he felt like he was about to suffocate, his feet kicked wildly, and his hands wanted to break the right hand of the purple-robed old man, but he was horrified to find that his strength was getting smaller and weaker, and he was horrified: "Whale Swallowing Divine Skill." ”

Click.

The purple-robed old man scratched the man's neck alive and threw it aside like a broken sack, looked at the rest of the people with a smile and said, "Do you still want to make senseless resistance?"

The faces of the crowd changed dramatically.

Akishui Shiro understands that if he doesn't fight back, when the purple-robed old man breaks all of his people, he will not be able to escape death at that time.

So, Qiushui Shiro shouted violently, and slapped his palms at the purple-robed old man with a terrifying sound.

The purple-robed old man smiled slightly, did not retreat, but advanced, and stretched out his hands to meet Qiushui Shiro.

Koizumi-kun shouted in shock: "Seniors can't. ”

Akimizu Shiro's heart froze, and he suddenly remembered that the other party would swallow the magic skill, and his own move was tantamount to sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth, and he was suddenly frightened.

The purple-robed old man was extremely fast, and it was too late for Qiushui Shiro to recruit him.

Suddenly, a knife light flashed on the left.

I saw Dao Wujian rushing up from the left with an arrow step, and slashed at the hands of the purple-robed old man.

The purple-robed old man's body was stunned, he stopped castration, his hands shook violently, and an unparalleled palm power surged towards Qiushui Shiro, and then he turned around and slapped his right hand on the back of the Soul Breaking Knife.

Qiushui Shiro dominates the rivers and lakes with his palm, but now he is shocked by the palm power of the old man in the purple robe and pedals backwards, and the shock in his heart can be imagined.

Bang of the bell!

Dao Wujian felt a huge force surging from the back of the Soul Breaking Knife, and there was a pain in the tiger's mouth, and the Soul Breaking Knife almost came out of his hand.

The purple-robed old man forced back the two masters at once, couldn't help laughing proudly, bullied forward at the knife, leaned forward with his right hand, grabbed the wrist of the knife holding the knife, and wanted to take down the soul breaking knife, and pointed at the three key points of the "period", "trembling" and "Xuanji" on the chest of the knife with his left hand.

Seeing that the purple-robed old man was fierce, Dao Wujian couldn't help but raise his sword eyebrows, his face was full of solemnity, and his left hand used the "Pulse Chopping Hand" to slash at the purple-robed old man's right hand, and the Soul Breaking Knife was drawn from the bottom to the top and slashed towards the purple-robed old man's left arm.

"What a move. The purple-robed old man smiled, leaned back slightly, his hands shrank violently, and then pushed forward, and an invisible palm force hit Dao Wuji's chest.

Dao Wujian frowned, the tip of his right foot touched the ground a little, and his body flew back, and at the same time, the Soul Breaking Knife slashed at the palm force that came quickly.

Dao Wujian had just defused the attack of the purple-robed old man, and before he had time to take a breath, he only heard the purple-robed old man laugh and said, "Young man, good skills." ”

When the word "good" was just spoken, the person was still in place, and when the word "body" was spoken, the person had turned into a purple shadow and pounced on the knife innocent, when the word "hand" just came out, the old man in the purple robe had already reached the left side of the knife innocent, and the word "hand" just rang in the ears of the knife innocent.

Dao Wujian was shocked, turned his head to look to the left, and saw the purple-robed old man looking at him with a smile.

Dao Wujian was horrified, and kicked his left leg at the purple-robed old man's lower abdomen.

The purple-robed old man stretched out his right leg to block Dao Wuji's left leg, and slapped his right hand at Dao Wuji's temple.

If you are shot, you will be sure that your head will bloom.

Dao Wuji's heart was beating wildly, he turned his head, and then his body rolled to the ground, and a lazy donkey rolled in embarrassment to dodge the killing blow of the purple-robed old man.

Seeing that Dao Wujian was forced by the purple-robed old man to be in a hurry, Koizumi-kun shouted, "Let's go together." He drew his sword and slashed at the purple-robed old man.

The others cautiously launched an attack on the purple-robed old man, although the sword in his hand beckoned to the purple-robed old man's vital point, but he didn't dare to use all his strength, but thought about how to save his life.

Seeing this, Akimizu Shiro couldn't help but be furious, and opened his mouth to scold: "You are timid, do you still expect his subordinates to show mercy, a group of fools." As he spoke, he sent out a palm force and attacked the purple-robed old man.