I don’t know when that person appeared, but as soon as I saw the civet cat, I seemed to know the identity of the other person.
This person should be the person that everyone is most afraid of, and that is Wang Haoyu's brother Wang Wuji.
The only person who can control such a ferocious evil thing as a civet in the entire Henan East branch is Wang Wuji.
At this moment, Wang Wuji's eyes were looking towards Master Yangqing. The distance was a bit far and I couldn't see his expression clearly, but the direction he was facing was towards Master Yangqing.
While Master Yangqing was having a heated fight with Wang Haoyu, the man standing on the tree suddenly took action.
His body fluttered and he jumped down from the big tree.
As soon as he moved, the spear in his hand flew out first.
The spear made a buzzing sound in mid-air and rushed all the way, first heading towards an old Taoist from Shangqing Palace, who was the closest to Wang Wuji.
The scary thing was that when the old man saw the spear flying towards him, he subconsciously raised the magic sword in his hand and wanted to sweep the spear away.
It's just that the force of the spear was too fierce, and it actually knocked the magic sword out of his hand. The spear passed directly through his heart, came out of his body, and continued to move towards Master Yangqing's body. Shooting away in the direction.
At the same time, Wang Wuji passed by the old Taoist from Shangqing Palace whose body was penetrated by a spear, and the old Taoist's body fell to the ground.
Wang Wuji grabbed the spear stained with warm blood, reached Master Yang Qing's side in one leap, and suddenly shot him.
The spear is like a dragon, killing everyone.
Master Yangqing felt the terrifying aura carried by the spear. He shook the fly whisk in his hand and swept towards the spear.
When the whisk wrapped around the spear, the force carried by the spear had not subsided, forcing Master Yang Qing to take several steps back.
When Master Yangqing removed the power from the spear, one of his sleeves was torn to pieces by the strong energy from the spear.
After gaining a foothold, Master Yangqing was shocked: "You...you are Wang Wuji!"
"Yes, I am Wang Wuji. I heard that the Seven Skills Heart-locking Sword of Master Yangqing of Shangqing Palace is very powerful. Mr. Wang is here today to learn about it." Wang Wuji held a spear in his hand and pointed at Master Yangqing.
This man looked to be about seventy years old, with almost white hair and a goatee.
With a cold face and a calm demeanor, he has a certain demeanor.
Apart from anything else, the spear in his hand is indeed majestic, with a golden dragon embossed on the barrel.
Master Yangqing frowned, suddenly dropped the fly whisk in his hand, and pulled out a sword from his back.
When facing his younger brother Wang Haoyu, Master Yangqing did not pull out the long sword because Wang Haomin's cultivation was not yet at the point where he could draw the sword. However, Wang Wuji at this time made him feel full pressure. , had to use the means of pressing the bottom of the box.
"Brother, this savage old man has some real abilities and is difficult to deal with. Let us two brothers work together to destroy him." Wang Haoyu looked at Wang Wuji and said.
Wang Wuji did not respond, but rushed straight towards Master Yangqing with his spear. The two of them immediately fought quickly. The spear collided with the magic sword in Master Yangqing's hand, making a clanging sound and sparks flickering.
The two were fighting fast, and their momentum instantly reached its peak. I saw two deep footprints left where they had fought.
After a while, Wang Haoyu also joined in, fighting with two spears and swords. After more than ten rounds, Master Yangqing quickly fell into a disadvantage.
The sloppy Taoist priest who was shaking the corpse control bell couldn't help but panic when he saw the two brothers dealing with Master Yangqing together.
Just now I saw Wang Wuji take action. His cultivation level is definitely not inferior to that of Master Yangqing. Alone, Master Yangqing may not have a chance of winning. Coupled with his younger brother Wang Haoyu, Master Yangqing is probably more likely to be in trouble.
"Several Taoist priests from Shangqing Palace, hurry up and help Master Yangqing. These first-level soldiers will be handed over to us." The sloppy Taoist shouted at the old Taoist who was fighting with those who were sharing the helm in East Henan.
Following the sloppy Taoist priest's previous actions, the situation has stabilized. The more than twenty corpses he brought out broke into the crowd, causing chaos among those in the East Henan branch. These little Kalami are definitely not Our opponents.
But once Master Yangqing is defeated, none of us will survive.
The three old Taoists quickly rushed towards Master Yangqing.
The formation formed by those three veterans was quite powerful. They did not deal with Wang Wuji, but the three of them worked together to intercept Wang Haoyu.
In this way, it can also help Taoist Yangqing relieve a lot of pressure.
Seeing Master Yangqing and Wang Wuji fighting one on one, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
We can't do much to deal with such masters. At present, we only have the effective forces to continuously eliminate the Henan Branch.
There were two to three hundred people in this large group. Under the wave of impact from our group, sixty or seventy people had already fallen into a pool of blood.
The ones with the greatest lethality were the invulnerable corpses controlled by the sloppy Taoist priests with the corpse-controlling bells, killing many of them in a killing spree.
Then Sister Na and the ghost couple also worked together to kill a lot of them.
The little Yingling was not idle at this moment, jumping from one person's shoulder to another's shoulder, his belly was bulging, and four or five people died in his hands.
It was also very easy for me to deal with the little Kalami of the East Henan branch. The peach wood nails and the power of ice soul worked perfectly together, and twenty or thirty people died in my hands.
Just when we were about to kill half of the people in the Yudong branch, an accident happened again.
The civet cat suddenly appeared behind an old Taoist who was besieging Wang Haoyu. Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he threw him to the ground, bit the old Taoist's neck in one bite, and dragged him towards the grass. And go.
Without one of the three people, the sword formation formed by the three of them would be greatly reduced.
Seeing their companion being dragged toward the grass by the civet cat, the other two veterans were filled with grief and anger and chased after the civet cat.
Wang Haoyu naturally would not miss this opportunity, and chased the two veterans with a spear in hand.
But before he could even take a few steps, the elusive Kassan suddenly appeared behind him and stabbed him in the back with a fierce sword.
Wang Haoyu grunted in fright, and shot back.
Kasang disappeared again in an instant. When he appeared again, he was already standing on Wang Haoyu's side.
