"Yes, the injury is quite serious."
"Why are you with him?"
Zhao Linglan said displeasedly: "You don't need to ask anymore!"
Huaye'er smiled and said, "Okay, I asked too much."
Immediately, she stopped talking, and the space immediately seemed silent.
Soon, a voice came from a distance: "The devil is passing by, so don't block the way."
The voice was overbearing and arrogant, causing everyone to look through the open window lattice and see a gorgeous sedan floating outside, being carried by eight people wearing top hats at the front and back, flying forward.
Everyone below was in shock, looking up, not daring to take a breath.
The demon sect kills people without batting an eyelid, and the government does not dare to take care of them. Even if they die, they will die in vain.
Bai Qiandao suddenly felt that the atmosphere had become solemn, raised his eyes and glanced around, and smiled lightly.
There are a few martial arts people gathered here, which is a bit special. It turns out that they are here for the demon sect.
Sure enough, Zhang Yidaozhi took out his long sword, touched the blade with two fingers, and said: "My sword, today you will drink all the demon blood to pay homage to the innocent victims."
At this point, his momentum suddenly became fierce, and when he stretched out his long knife, he stretched his neck like a flying crane, and his body flew straight out.
As soon as he went out, his body was filled with more courageous aura. He held the handle with both hands and slashed towards the sedan chair.
A ray of light flew out of the sedan and shot into Zhang Yidao's body instantly, causing his body to freeze, his eyes to bulge, and he fell sharply down again, and he died.
A cold voice came: "Damn it, this is a humiliation to me. How dare a second-rate master come to assassinate me if he overestimates his abilities?"
A loud voice came: "Wu Jian Mo, he can't do it. He is too reckless, but his courage is commendable. How about I kill you?"
The sword emerged from the rainbow and came through the sun, spreading out a radiance.
A black sword protruded from the sedan, shooting out wisps of black light, entwining the sword light like many black snakes, eating away and invading.
Suddenly the black snake exploded, and the sword light that exploded disappeared.
The cold voice came again: "Great Sun Sword Technique, you should be Xu Wuzhong, a disciple of the Qiankun Sect. You can't do it either, so retreat!"
A young man stood on the rooftop opposite, staring deeply at the sedan and saying nothing.
Mr. Sprinkler snorted coldly and said, "I'll give it a try."
He reached into his ribs and actually took out a cyan umbrella. The umbrella invisibly expanded three feet, spun without a shadow, and cut away towards the sedan.
The black sword retracted suddenly, then burst out again, flying out and stabbing at the umbrella shadow.
Like a black shadow, piercing into the shadow of the umbrella, piercing left and right, the twisted green umbrella broke into pieces and scattered on the ground.
Wu Jianmo sighed: "A group of juniors also want to kill me. Who gave you the courage?"
A figure appeared on the top of the sedan. This was a middle-aged man with goldfish eyes and protruding eyes. He was wearing a black cloak with three white bones embroidered on the corners. He was the Infernal Demon.
The Infernal Demon looked around and shouted: "You come here to kill me, you must do something, why?"
Dozens of figures appeared around, all of them looked like young people, including Hua Ye'er and Mr. Junjun. They were also flying outside.
Zhao Linglan was quite excited and said: "Many heroes are trying to join forces to kill the demon envoy Wu Jian Mo. This is a rare event... Why don't you react?"
Bai Qiandao buried his head in eating and drinking without even looking at the situation. Wen Ting raised his head, swallowed a mouthful of food, and said: "A group of brave young heroes are willing to commit suicide. I wonder if their IQ is online?"
"Do you think that together they are no match for the Infernal Demon?"
At this time, a young man with a heavy face in the east said: "Wu Jian Mo, you have caused trouble in Cangzhou and killed dozens of innocent people. I will respond to the call of Young Hero Wu Long and come to kill you."
Zhao Linglan said in surprise: "Is Liu Wulong, the young hero of Tianguan's Five Dragons, here too? This is an incredible genius..."
Wu Jian Mo was also slightly surprised, with a cautious look in his eyes, and said, "That little cub from Wu Long is rare. Where is he?"
The young man with a heavy jujube face is Zhou Zhengwu, a casual cultivator. He has excellent qualifications and is quite outstanding among the younger generation. He said: "The Five Dragon Young Heroes are killing the Red Blood Demon Lord and will be there in a moment."
Wu Jian Mo smiled sinisterly and said: "I have thousands of demon sect demon kings, but Chi Xue is not outstanding among them. Just because that little kid from Wu Long can give you the courage, are you qualified to kill me?"
Zhao Linglan added: "The Wujian Demon is the Wujian Demon Envoy, the Demon Sect's Demon Envoys are all first-rate masters, and most of the Demon Lords are second-rate masters... Are you really not interested?"
Bai Qiandao was drinking soup. After hearing this, he raised his head again and smiled at her, with some soup dripping from the corner of his mouth.
"You look like a fool." Zhao Linglan covered her mouth and smiled.
Another loud voice came: "Am I, Zhao Lingjue, qualified?"
A shadow appeared on the west roof, and a young man with an imposing appearance stood. However, no matter how you looked at it, his body exuded an evil spirit.
"Third brother..." Zhao Linglan was overjoyed and flew out, leaping towards that side.
"Linglan, why are you here?" Zhao Lingjue was surprised.
"At the right time, you are going to kill this old devil. This formation is so exciting." Zhao Linglan smiled sweetly.
Wu Jianmo frowned and said, "Zhao Lingjue, you are not qualified either. Are you idiots?"
"Hey, old devil, my third brother and all the young heroes are here to kill you, and you are still talking idiotic words, just to make your ears laugh." Zhao Linglan's eyes widened, and now she wanted to join in.
Wujianmo looked at Zhao Linglan coldly and asked, "Who are you?"
"Listen, I am Zhao Linglan, a witch who is rare in heaven and hard to find on earth. I am the fourth daughter of the glorious Zhao family."
Bai Qiandao was taking a mouthful of soup and spitting it out. Zhao Linglan was still very interesting now.
Wu Jian Mo Yin said: "Junior, I haven't heard of it, so I decided to kill you."
"Hey, you really can't kill me." Zhao Linglan sneered with disdain.
Bai Qiandao shook his head after hearing this, Linglan, when will you be as calm as you will be in the future? Now you are just a fledgling, bold, yellow-haired girl who is not afraid of death!
Zhao Lingjue frowned slightly and said, "Linglan, step back and don't take action."
"I can do it." Zhao Linglan was not convinced, and all the heroes took action together. She felt that she could also contribute.
There was a whistle in the distance, and a figure flew like a dragon and landed on the roof of a house. It was a young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. His white robe was stained with blood.
"The Five Dragon Young Heroes are here. The Red-Blooded Demon Lord must have been beheaded..." There were shouts from all around.
Zhao Lingjue looked at it with a gloomy look. The arrival of Liu Wulong dimmed his light.
Liu Wulong clasped his fists around and said, "Thank you all for responding to me and coming here!"
"Young Master Wulong, you're welcome. It's our duty to kill this beast!"
"Five Dragon Young Heroes, I admire you and am willing to fight side by side with you."
"Five Dragon Young Heroes, just say something and I will kill you with all my life!"
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The young heroes were really impressed by Liu Wulong, even respected him, and they all spoke out one after another.
There were only four of them, Zhao Lingjue's eyes were gloomy, Master Junjun had a gentle smile, Hua Ye'er was indifferent, and Zhao Linglan had only curiosity in her eyes as she looked at Liu Wulong.
Liu Wulong looked at Hua Ye'er and smiled: "Junior Sister Ye'er, you are here too!"
Hua Ye'er nodded and said: "We happened to be passing by here. After hearing the call of Senior Brother Wulong, we came here to join forces to kill the demon."
Liu Wulong's eyes turned to Zhao Lingjue, and a hint of evil flashed in his eyes, which disappeared in an instant.
He looked at Young Master Junjun again and nodded to him, who also smiled gently at him.
"In this way, we will work together to kill the demon to show our power as a young hero!" Liu Wulong raised his arms and shouted.
"Kill, kill, kill..." The young heroes responded at the same time, and the crowd was excited.
It was a rare scene for the young heroes to gather together to fight against the demon. At least these young heroes were not afraid of tigers and were full of fighting spirit.
Wu Jian Mo was furious. After all, I am one of the demon sect’s few demon envoys. You brats dare to attack me. It’s so humiliating!
The young heroes rushed away in groups, using swords, spears, swords and halberds, and their momentum was astonishing.
The Infernal Demon became ferocious, and he used the black sword to fly like a giant snake. The weak young heroes drank blood and died one by one, including the eight sedan-carrying demon sect members who were also weak. This is really not the same level. opponent.
Fortunately, Liu Wulong's sword screamed, and three dragon shadows flashed in between, blocking at least half of the power of the Infernal Demon.
Mr. Junjun holds a oscillating fan. When he waves it, there is a sound of wind and thunder. His power can also block part of the power of the Infernal Demon.
Zhao Lingjue's pupils were wide open, fierce and terrifying, his body burst out with a fierce energy, and his fighting spirit was high. This was the fierce spirit fight of the Zhao family, and it was quite astonishing.
Huaye'er's long sword flew in the air, just like picking flowers, killing them bit by bit, and restrained part of the fighting power of the Infernal Demon. 33
Wu Jian Demon was having a hard time fighting, and secretly sighed that this group of pretentious young heroes were still a bit weak. They were bullying himself, the weakest demon!
The weakest demon is also a top-notch master. The young heroes are all young after all. It can be said that they are fighting endlessly, and they don't know whether they are alive or dead.
Suddenly, a chuckle came: "Wujiang, you are too ostentatious, so you will be surrounded by a group of calves and fight. If you weren't a demon envoy, I wouldn't want to ask, but you can't weaken the prestige of my demon sect."
A man with narrow eyes flew over, wearing a black cloak with three white bones embroidered on the corners. Another magic envoy arrived.
The young heroes were shocked, Liu Wulong's face changed with horror, and he shouted: "The three-clawed demon is coming. We can no longer kill the Wujian demon, so retreat quickly..."
All right! The young heroes, who were originally in a passionate mood, now had pale faces and fled away one after another, in a state of embarrassment.
Even if you think you can do something about killing the Infernal Demon, if there is one more demon envoy, you will really lose your life.
Zhao Lingjue ran away in a hurry, but felt something was wrong, so he turned around and shouted: "Linglan, run away..."
Immediately, his pupils bulged, and he saw the sinister image of the Infinite Demon approaching the sluggish Zhao Linglan. He sighed secretly, knowing that he could not be saved, so he turned around and continued to run away.
"Who? Who is it?" The miserable roar of the Infernal Demon came from behind.
When the young heroes heard this, they all felt strange and looked back one after another.
I saw Wujianmo five meters away from Zhao Linglan, with his shoulders slumped, his black sword hanging down, and a look of fear on his face.
Some people died, but not completely...
