When Ji Fei’s old road turned back, Wen Leyang said, "The exit is ahead!"
And then scold a way "are you all silly? Wait here and don’t go! "
As soon as the voice fell a kilometer, the crowd suddenly burst into a burst of confusion, whether to exclaim or shout, as if the tide were spreading backwards, and many people showed their magic weapon for protection.
Wenleyang and the monks behind them didn’t know what was going on, but instead of retreating, they rushed to the front, and the whole crowd immediately became a mess. Some people screamed and some people screamed and all kinds of lights flashed, and the magic weapon was as sharp as an eagle whistling and dull as a boulder falling to the ground.
Wenleyang and Chimao corrected the four companions’ rear guards in the middle and squeezed forward for a few steps. Then suddenly, seven monks dressed in different styles were lying dead on the spot, and their flying swords were scattered around them!
Looking ahead, more than a dozen people blocked the way. One of them, the one-eyed man, with a flying sword, was slowly shaking off the bloody body. Obviously, those bodies at Wenleyang’s feet were killed by him.
Ji Fei, whether the operatives are pushing through the crowd, understood what was going on in these few steps and said to Wen Leyang, "The exit is blocked behind these people and they won’t let everyone leave."
His voice was extremely low, and it was a mess around him. Unexpectedly, he was just killed. One-eyed and thin, and he heard a cold eye more than a poisonous snake. His eyes suddenly stared at Ji Fei’s face!
Ji Fei Lao Dao stared back without showing weakness, pulled Xiao Mao to the other side and scolded him thin. "Look again, he will poke you blind!"
At this time, an old man beside Cyclops said, "This exit is connected to the depths of 100,000 mountains. It is just a ghost nest. We are not malicious because we are afraid that everyone will go out rashly and lose their lives!" His voice was as loud as gold and iron, so loud and deafening that all the noise was suppressed.
A enchanting monk who stopped the export also smiled and said, "Several teachers in my family have already entered it first, and we will soon be able to wipe out the evil spirits, and then everyone will know that we are kind."
Yinnuo hair filling can’t feel her strength at all, but every word is stuck in the depths of the eardrums of monks.
As soon as their words were finished, there was a huff and puff in the crowd behind Wenleyang. "Kindness? Kill them with kindness! " Immediately, a hundred monks accompanied him and watched the crowd get chaotic again when it was quiet. The one-eyed man who had killed someone before suddenly stopped drinking "Zhu!"
In front of him, the flying sword flashed like thunder and looked at the monks in Cyclops. It seemed that the flying sword seemed to have disappeared, but when you look closely, it was still in place, but there was a string of blood beads on the blade.
A moment later, the crowd remembered a burst of alarm. Just now, Yang questioned them that the monk’s head had fallen to the ground and his body was still propped up.
Cyclops, with a strong Minnan accent, was anxious and quick as a machine gun. "These demon people want to kill you, but their hearts can be punished!" Said a one-eyed and turned to the records of the face.
Ji Fei’s body trembled and he dared not speak, but Xiao Chi Mao took a step in front of the old road and said to Cyclops without a trace of tone, "Take another look and I will poke you blind!"
The old man’s heart is almost sweetened by the loyalty of Xiao Mao …
Chapter one hundred Monsters
In those days, the old man helped Miao not to be friends, but he never forgot to step out of the way in front of Ji Fei.
The monks who were crowded around them were previously taken away by Cyclops’s murderous momentum. Now they see others with different faces, expressions, regrets, admiration, excitement or fear, but their bodies are all scattered backwards for fear of losing weight and making another move.
Mao Mao was a little fidgety and frowned behind him. "That’s what people in the realm do. It’s not that they don’t have backbone, but they won’t be killed if they don’t get ahead!"
Water mirror monk’s mind is far worse than that of Ji Fei. He can’t help but mutter a sentence, "Ten thousand monks here were blocked by more than a dozen people? One person threw a spell and crushed them into paste! "
Blind but shook his head. "That’s true, but there must always be a leader. Those people across the street are too strong and no one wants to be an early bird."
Ji Fei Dao Gu Xian Feng smiled. "Are they strong? But not in my eyes. "
When a few people were talking, Mao Mao was still in a tense confrontation with Cyclops.
The doll sitting in Wen Leyang’s arms is nervous, and her body is tight and stiff.
Wenleyang’s look is very easy to comfort the doll with a smile. "Cyclops is far from enough. It’s easier to poke his eyes than to poke himself." Cyclops’s strength is not as good as that of a rabbit demon. It’s not a matter to try to kill his roots.
Mao rectification was enraged by Wen Leyang’s words and stared his one eye later. This is what Cyclops severely scolded, which hung in front of him and flew towards Mao rectification like a flash.
Xiao Mao’s eyes disdained Cyclops’s sneak attack. In his eyes, he didn’t even pay attention to the slow movement. He went around the flying sword and deceived himself and entered Cyclops. He was surprised that his hands practiced kneading the sword tactic and recruited the flying sword to protect him. Mao Mao’s correction turned around him for several times as if he couldn’t find his hand. The time finally grew out and returned to Wenleyang.
Where is Cyclops willing to follow the course of flying sword again and want to attack and kill the flies? Just then, from the crowd behind Wenleyang, there was a sudden high suspense. At the same time, dozens of latosolic red swords appeared in an instant and merged into a flame. Crimson Lotus slammed a rumbling sound and was pumping the flies in Cyclops to correct the enemy attack for flies.
In the transformation, all people shouted in unison. I didn’t expect anyone to start a shout and flash far away.
A familiar voice rolled with a booming anger. "Even in the deep end of the exit, when you wake up, it will be the end of righteousness, but you will kill people without saying a word. If you say that there is no plot, you will think that thousands of monks are fools!"
The voice fell and immediately caused an echo in the transformation.
A dwarf with white hair and beard strode across the road, and there were more than twenty young people behind him.
Wenleyang and Mao Mao were surprised and looked at each other, and Qilian Xianzong people were also in the realm.
Although Qilian Xianzong lived in seclusion for two thousand years, the chivalrous knock of the old Zhengdaomenzong still clanked.