"Run quickly, the exit is right in front of you."
Someone yelled, and then the demon cultivator caught up with him and sent him to the west to see the Buddha with a knife.
…
"Look, someone is coming out."
Outside, an old man saw someone coming out of the entrance to the ruins and shouted.
Immediately afterwards, more people rushed out of the ruins.
"Grandson, here is my good grandson."
"Where's my Zhang San? Why don't you come out yet?"
After hearing the commotion, all the old men focused their attention on the entrance of the ruins. What surprised them was that the people who ran out of the ruins had panic and fear on their faces.
"Grandpa, save me, there is a demon cultivator behind me!"
Suddenly someone shouted, and all the elders stared at him for a moment.
"Demon cultivator!"
The older generation of monks all used their spiritual power to rush towards the entrance of the ruins.
Buzz!
An extremely strong pressure swept across the world, and all the old guys who rushed towards the entrance of the ruins were suppressed to the point where they knelt on the ground and vomited blood.
"What……"
The yellow-haired old man looked up with difficulty.
I saw four black robes filled with overwhelming demonic aura standing on the top of the sky, looking down at everyone from a distance, with amusement in their eyes.
"die."
One of the men in black robes gently raised his right hand, and a powerful magic power surged out from his fingertips, instantly turning into a black light and shooting toward everyone on the ground.
Wherever the black light passed, the space became distorted, and everyone groaned in pain.
"Is this behavior too outrageous?"
Zheng!
A terrifying sword intent suddenly erupted from a hill, directly shattering the black light and shattering the pressure on everyone.
"Xiaoyaojing, who are you?" The man in black robe narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance.
"You are not qualified to know yet." He Qingyun said lightly, and threw out a magic weapon to cover Rou'er beside him.
"Arrogant, die!"
The four of them ignored the people below and all attacked He Qingyun.
"Master." Rou'er's eyes were full of worry.
"It doesn't matter, my master will open your eyes today on how Wuji Sword Technique is used." He Qingyun smiled faintly at Rou'er and went up to her.
"The damn thing finally came out. I will never come to this damn place again in my next life." Dongmen Chuixue stepped out of the ruins.
"Get out of the way of the east gate!"
Before Dongmen Chuixue could react, Nie Yuan kicked him far away.
boom!
The aftermath of a sword energy landed directly on the place where Dongmen Chuixue had just stood, causing a shower of flying rocks.
"I'm going to make sure you're right, there is a strong demon cultivator." Dongmen Chuixue stumbled and stood still, casting his gaze towards the sky.
"Old man He is so strong." Nie Yuan looked at the battle in the sky and couldn't help but click his tongue.
The four powerful demon cultivators are all at the sixth level of Xiaoyao Realm, while He Qingyun is only at the first level of Xiaoyao Realm, so he can fight with the opponent resolutely.
"Hand over the young palace master, and you will not die!"
Just as Nie Yuan was sighing, a group of demon cultivators behind him also chased him out, all of them with murderous intent.
"Seniors, please kill the demon cultivators." Seeing this, Xiao Sixin said to the old men in front.
"kill!"
A group of old men recovered from their fright, and each of them took their swords to kill the demon cultivator disciples, while Nie Yuan and the other two sneaked out.
Song Wan'er, who had just rushed out, saw this scene and took out her waist badge, as if to convey some message.
Far away in the Tianxuan Sword Sect, a white-robed Taoist nun took out the jade token, looked at it, and frowned slightly.
"Infinite sword intent, murderous intent realized... You are He Qingyun, the North Sea killer!" The pupils of the four men in black robes trembled, and they looked at He Qingyun with eyes full of disbelief.
"Beihai Killer?" Nie Yuan, who was sneaking out, raised his head and glanced at He Qingyun in the sky, muttering, "No wonder he was so murderous during the attack."
"I didn't expect that after so many years, someone would still remember me." He Qingyun stood in the sky with stern eyes, showing a master's attitude.
"Here comes someone to help me and kill the Beihai general."
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
As soon as he finished speaking, four figures rushed out from the darkness. Without exception, they were all at the sixth level of the Happy Realm. Standing next to the four men in black robes, they were all filled with demonic power.
"Eight Happy Realms, Old Man He's situation is not good." Looking at the sky, Nie Yuan felt a little worried.
"You should worry about yourself first." Mengxian yawned and continued to lean on the peach branch.
He Qingyun stared at the eight men in black robes with cold eyes and said lightly: "There are a lot of people coming."
"Do you still think that you are the former North Sea killer?" One of the black-robed men roared, "Now that you have fallen from the Tripitaka realm, it is enough for us to kill you!"
Along with the roar of the man in black robe, a powerful demonic power instantly filled the entire space, making it suffocating.
However, He Qingyun was not affected at all and stood quietly on the spot, as unshakable as a mountain.
"kill!"
After the words fell, eight people all attacked He Qingyun.
"Then try it."
As soon as He Qingyun said this, his whole body suddenly became filled with murderous intent. A hundred-foot-long murderous intent was condensed behind him, and the killing sword of dozens of feet in his hand struck straight at the eight people.
"It's so lively, don't mind if I join in the fun." The visitor was Lu Ningyuan, chatting and laughing, and already entered the battle.
The master's uncle was so fierce, and the master's nephew was no different. The two swords in his hands were dancing like a tiger, and he blocked the offensive of the two black robes with his third-level cultivation of Xiaoyao Realm.
"Nie Yuan, be careful, someone is approaching."
While Nie Yuan was still paying attention to the battle situation in the sky, Mengxian's voice suddenly sounded in his head.
"Go quickly..."
boom!
Before Nie Yuan could finish speaking, an attack landed next to Nie Yuan. Without even a chance to react, the four of them were knocked to the ground, and bursts of smoke and dust were stirred up.
"Hand over the Young Palace Master and keep your body intact." A voice sounded indifferently from behind the smoke.
When the smoke and dust dissipated, Nie Yuan saw three people standing in front of him. They were all demonic cultivators, and their cultivation levels reached the sky.
"If you come close, I will ask your young palace master to be buried with me." Without any time to think, Nie Yuan grabbed Feng Wuhen and blocked him in front of him. At the same time, he said to the three people behind him, "What the hell? The target is me, you retreat first, and I will follow you."
"Nie Yuan, I..."
"Let's go!"
Biyun wanted to say something else, but was interrupted sharply by Nie Yuan.
Dongmen Chuixue understood Nie Yuan's state of mind and forcibly pulled Biyun away.
The three demon cultivators seemed not to be interested in Dongmen Chuixue and the others. They just stood quietly and stared at Nie Yuan without any reaction to the departure of the three.
"Hand over the young sect leader and keep your body intact."
It was still a light word.
After seeing the three of them walking away, Nie Yuan looked at the three of them and said, "Can the three seniors allow me to negotiate terms?"
"Say." One of the demon cultivators said calmly.
Ahem!
Nie Yuan cleared his throat, and then said: "Senior, let me live. The young palace master of your noble sect must return the whole thing to senior."
"What if I don't let you go?" Another demon cultivator said ferociously.
"If you don't let go, then I will have no choice but to die together with your young palace master. Anyway, it is not a pity to die for my life, but it will be a pain for your young palace master." As he said, Nie Yuan took out a With a dagger, he was going to stab Feng Wuhen to death.
"Let him go, I want to see what tricks he can do." The demon cultivator who had not spoken yet said in a deep voice.
Don't tell me, Nie Yuan didn't notice anything, he just followed Feng Wuhen away, speeding up as he walked, and started running faster and faster.
The soles of his feet were as if they were oiled, and he was running the Nether Trace Step and the Speed Talisman at the same time, and he was far away from him in just an instant.
