"Boy, are you still alive?"

In front of the Phantom Mist Forest, Wang Zhao had been howling for most of the night.

Look at the mustache, he is squatting on the ground, covering his head and grinning.

Just now, Wang Zha boasted to him about the power of the iron whip, but the guy couldn't believe it. He was whipped after the incident, his head was buzzing, and he really couldn't withstand the iron whip without the support of his martial spirit.

"How does it feel? Do you want another whipping?"

Wang Zhao looked back for a moment, smiled happily, and if he chirped again, I would beat you to death.

The mustached man did not answer, but glanced to one side, and saw two figures, both old men, one in white robe and one in black robe. They probably heard about the tree demon and came here to inquire about the news. The two people had vague auras.

There was also a strange ray of blood wrapped around his body. According to his estimation, it was at least the ninth level of Xuanyang. Although it was well hidden, it could not conceal a cold evil aura.

"Belongs to the Blood-clothed Disciple." Wang Zha whispered.

"Do you recognize it?" Mustachio raised his eyebrows.

"I've seen one of them." Wang Zha took a deep breath.

While talking, the two old men had arrived. He glanced at the two of them first, and then looked at the Phantom Mist Forest. There was fear in the old eyes, and they were always ready to escape. It was indeed after hearing about the thousand-year-old tree demon that they came here.

As for this investigation, there was an order from above: get the inner elixir of the thousand-year-old tree demon.

Whenever they think of this order, both of them feel like laughing.

So many Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha peaks are buried inside, so we two at the Xuanyang realm are allowed to try to seize the inner elixir? I'm afraid my brains will be kicked by a donkey. Let alone me, even a quasi-heaven realm might not be able to take down the tree demon.

, Therefore, the two of them should only listen to the so-called orders, and only fools would run in.

After looking at each other for a long time, the two of them closed their eyes, but did not leave.

The old man in black robe stretched out his hand towards Wang Zang and said calmly, "Show me your iron whip."

"I gave it to you, can I get it back?" Wang Zha clenched it tightly.

"There's so much nonsense." The old man in white robe snorted coldly and reached out to grab it with one hand.

Wang Zha ran away. The moment he saw the two old men, he was already ready to run away. The barren mountains and mountains are a good place for killing people and stealing goods. Outside, there are pitfalls everywhere.

Whoosh!

The mustache also ran away. If he doesn't run away, will he be waiting to be dealt with?

"Two brats, their legs and feet are really numb." The old man in white robe sneered. He was as fast as a thunderbolt. He ignored his mustache and stared at Wang Zhao. He struck out with a palm, and there was black blood lingering between the palms of his fingers. It should be a strike.

It goes without saying that this person is an expert in using poison.

"Fuck your grandma."

Wang Fang cursed loudly, turned around, and whipped him back to kill him.

The old man in white clothes was caught off guard and received a strong whip from him. The feeling was still extremely sore. The black iron whip, which was specially designed to invigorate the spirit, hit him with one whip, and his whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

"What an iron whip. I like it very much."

The old man in white smiled instead of being angry, he really caught the treasure.

Knowing that it was a treasure, he became even more excited. He no longer held back and slashed out with sword energy.

Pound! Boom!

Wang Zha was running away and defending at the same time. He was at the peak of Xuanyang and couldn't do it.

The fight started here, and the other side was not idle either. The old man in black robe caught up with the mustache, and the battle had already started. They were both Xuanyang cultivation level. The mustache was obviously not good enough, it was missing several small realms?

Two against two, the Bloody Clothes Sect definitely has the upper hand.

Looking at the mustache and Wang Zhao, they look quite miserable.

They all had wounds on their bodies, so they suffered a lot in a hard fight. Every time they tried to escape, they were blocked and killed. The two strong men from the Blood Clothes Sect would not let them go, and kept chasing them, and their attacks were looking for lives.

Even the bloody gouges and sword marks on the bodies of Mustache and Wang Zha were marked one after another.

"Chase, I'll let you chase."

Wang Zha shouted loudly, turned around and shot back again.

Unfortunately, the same trick didn't work so well the second time. The old man in white robe easily avoided it and hit him hard with one palm, breaking Wang Zha's body-protecting essence and causing the guy who hit him to cough up blood.

"Run? Why don't you run?"

The old man in white robes smiled faintly and walked towards him step by step. His face was quite gloomy.

I came here to explore the secluded forest, but who would have thought of an unexpected surprise? The iron whip is really good.

Whoosh!

Before Wang Zha could say anything, he saw someone suddenly appear.

In other words, he sprang out from the ground and was a master of earth escape.

It was Zhao Yun. Before he left the forest, he heard the news of the battle. At first glance, he realized that they were two good friends. He didn't show up immediately, so he used Earth Escape to sneak all the way. At this moment, he happened to catch up.

"You..." The old man in white was surprised.

Suddenly, a person appeared out of nowhere, making him tremble.

After such a brief half-familiarity, a loud roar of a dragon has already sounded. The terrifying sound wave is coming towards you, and it is extremely lethal. The roaring old man in white groaned and stepped back, before he could steady his feet.

Two flying knives had been shot, both hung with thunder talismans, and they had exploded. The dazzling lightning blinded their eyes, and they took another three or two steps back. As they stepped back, they felt that there was a pair of weapons in the dark.

A warm big hand grasped the wrist of his left arm.

"That's right." When Wang Zhao saw this, he laughed so happily.

Wrestling! It's a technical job, and Zhao Yun has already mastered the essence.

boom!

Under his witness, the old man in white robe had close contact with the ground.

This roar was still very pleasant to listen to. The screams of the old man in white robes were also pleasant to the ears. A mouthful of old blood spurted out one foot high. The bones in his whole body were crackling, and many tendons and bones were broken.

Bang! Boom! Bang!

Zhao Yun's energy and blood surged, his waist and horse united, and he fell again three times in a row.

There is a large human-shaped pit on the ground, which was smashed by the old man in white robe.

"Leave it to you."

Zhao Yun let go and went straight to the old man in black robe on the other side.

He left, but Wang Fang rushed up, armed with an iron whip, and hit the old man in white robes randomly. The old man in white robes kept wailing until he was interrupted... without standing up.

"How can someone in the true spiritual realm be so strong?"

The old man in black robe was full of shock and disbelief.

He had seen the previous scene, and saw the old man in white robe being knocked down.

Boom! Bang! Pound!

There is no need to look at the picture after that, just listen to the sound.

The old man in black robe knelt down faster and more clearly than the old man in white robe. He was thrown into a pile by Zhao Yun. He was depressed until his death. Being thrown all the way to death by a true spirit realm was a way of death that he had never expected. It was his escape from the world.

It’s been too long? There are more monsters in the world? Just throw them away without any secret skills?

The murder caused by the iron whip came to an end.

"Here, it's yours."

Reflecting the moonlight, the three people raised their heads and rummaged around the two old men.

"Sure enough, nothing will be a problem as long as you are here." The Eight-Character Hu smiled cheerfully.

"How did you survive?" Wang Zha looked at Zhao Yun curiously.

The Phantom Mist Forest is not a good place. There are so many top Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbhas kneeling in it. Even the weakest guy like this one is still alive and kicking. If word spreads, no one will believe it.

"Secret." Zhao Yun said seriously.

"whispering sound."

"I recently discovered a new secret technique. Would you like to take a look? It's quite powerful."

"How many lines."

Wang Zha and Mustache both came forward.

Zhao Yun was too lazy to talk nonsense, and a body-protecting Tiangang light shield supported the whole board.

After that, his two good friends went their separate ways.

"good."

Seeing that the two of them were knocked over, Zhao Yun calmed down his momentum. The body-protecting Tiangang was still very practical.

The only drawback is that it consumes too much real energy, and once used once, it cannot be used again in a short period of time. It needs to be re-tempered with Qi. Only when Qi and momentum cooperate, can the explosive power be the strongest in an instant.

Wow!
To be continued...