"He Yinglian, look at what your subordinates have done." Zhao Tonghai was furious, his face turned red, and he shouted: "If you don't take action, you are not afraid that the sect master will come back. I will report to the sect master and punish you."
crime?"
He Yinglian rolled her eyes and said: "I am not strong enough, so I am no match for him. Please ask the second elder to do it himself!"
"I was injured by an assassin, and you don't know that if I were healthy, I would let him run wild here?" Zhao Tonghai said angrily.
"You said you were injured by an assassin. Did anyone see it with your own eyes? I think you are in good spirits!" He Yinglian said.
Zhao Tonghai was so angry that he was half dead. He originally thought that he had brought people here and set up a situation. Ye Xiong would only die. But he never expected that Ye Xiong would be so fierce and not afraid of hurting him. Even with so many people here,
No one dared to take action against him."
He originally thought that he would set up a dead end for the other party, but he never expected that he would instead find a dead end for himself.
At this moment, Ye Xiong was already charging towards him with golden light.
In desperation, Zhao Tonghai had no choice but to take out a black sword and fight with the opponent.
The two of them fought in mid-air. For a moment, the sky was dark, the earth was dark, and the sun and moon were without light.
Zhao Tonghai was a god-level monk in the early stage of refining the void, and his cultivation level was originally far higher than Ye Xiong's.
However, he was seriously injured and his fighting spirit dropped sharply. He did not have Ye Xiong's indomitable momentum at all.
Suddenly, he was attacked and was in a hurry.
"He Yinglian, can't you see that this golden body on his body is the body refining technique of the demon clan? Doesn't this prove that he has colluded with the demon clan?" Zhao Tonghai shouted angrily while dealing with it.
If He Yinglian takes action, he is confident that Ye Xiong can stay.
Unexpectedly, He Yinglian seemed not to hear, rolled her eyes and just watched.
Ye Xiong became more and more courageous as he fought. For the first time, physical refining techniques and magic were combined, which made his strength grow explosively.
Zhao Tonghai's frame-up made him extremely angry, which made the ape blood in his body boil even more.
The disciples around him couldn't help but secretly gasped as they saw the dignified second elder being beaten to such a state and being in danger one after another.
If the battle with Heiwu made them realize that Ye Xiong was extraordinary, then the battle with Zhao Tonghai made everyone fully aware of his terror.
Suddenly, I heard a loud bang!
Zhao Tonghai finally had no way to hide and was punched away again.
puff!
A rain of blood spurted out of his mouth, and Zhao Tonghai was injured again.
"Zhao Tonghai, it's been like this and no one has come out to save you. It seems that you are not very good in their minds!" Ye Xiong continued to take action while mocking.
As soon as he finished speaking, a gray shadow suddenly appeared in front of Ye Xiong as fast as lightning.
Facing Ye Xiong's immortal golden body, the opponent was not afraid, but instead came forward to meet him.
What surprised Ye Xiong the most was that the other party didn't use vitality, only physical strength.
boom!
The dull sound of bodies colliding sounded!
The two figures collided and flew out at the same time, each flying several hundred meters backwards before stopping.
Ye Xiong only felt that his hands were numb, and the golden light on his fists was rubbed away. It was the first time that the Bupo Golden Body encountered an opponent.
He took a closer look and saw a man with the head of a human and the body of a snake floating in the air in front of him.
The man's body is covered with scales, even on his arms and fists. You can tell he is a member of the demon clan at a glance.
The scales on his fists were red and looked extremely monstrous.
It was those red scales that Ye Xiong punched just now.
On the other side, a man with two horns fell next to Zhao Tonghai and helped him up.
"Master Mo, thank you very much." Zhao Tonghai breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the other party taking action.
Mo Hei's eyes fell on Ye Xiong and said, "Is he the one who killed my brother?"
"Yes, it was him. Mo Bai was killed by him on the way." Zhao Tonghai replied.
Mo Hei took two steps forward, stared at Ye Xiong and said, "Boy, you are quite capable. Not only did you kill my brother, but you also refined the blood of the ape. Which clan are you from?"
Ye Xiong looked at the man named Mo Hei in front of him, and after a brief thought in his mind, he guessed the man's identity.
Before going to participate in the twenty-four sect competition, Zhao Chen once united with the people of the demon clan to kill him.
Unexpectedly, he would use Luo Yuemei to kill them.
At first he killed Zhao Chen, Zhao Tonghai's son. As for Mo Bai, it was Luo Yuemei who killed him.
"It's none of your business what tribe I am!" Ye Xiong snarled angrily, and then shouted to the people around him: "Now, you all can see clearly, who is colluding with the demon tribe, and who is the spy?"
By this time, even if Ye Xiong didn't say anything, everyone knew who was the murderer of the great elder.
"Everyone, come out and surround me." Mo Hei suddenly shouted.
Swish, brush, brush!
In the surrounding woods, dozens of demon monks suddenly appeared, tightly surrounding the group of people from all directions.
These monster monks all have strange weapons in their hands. It seems that their cultivation is not simple!
Among them were three men wearing red clothes. Their auras were particularly evil. They were obviously the most powerful among all the evil cultivators.
"Three Red Guards, you three deal with He Yinglian, Xue Hand, you deal with the rest." Mo Hei ordered.
"Master, let me deal with this guy." The demon man who punched Ye Xiong just now and called him Bloody Hands stared at Ye Xiong with fiery eyes and replied.
"You are no match for him."
"Master, I am confident that I can defeat him."
"Your body refining skills can only be as good as his. If he uses magical powers, you have no chance of winning. Just obey his orders." Mo Hei shouted.
Xue Hand glanced at Ye Xiong reluctantly, and then turned his attention to the rest of the people.
With their hands facing each other, the war is about to break out!
Ye Xiong looked around and saw that the situation was very unfavorable to his side.
Mo Hei's strength is definitely not inferior to his own, plus the opponent has three red guards, that man with amazing physical skills, and the injured Zhao Tonghai.
On his side, apart from him, only He Yinglian has fighting strength. The rest of them don't even have the ability to protect themselves. Once they take action, there is absolutely no possibility of winning.
At this time, suddenly Fifth Elder Guo Qianqiu stood up and said loudly: "Young Master Mo, Guo Qianqiu is willing to follow and do the work of the dog and horse."
As soon as he finished speaking, another voice rang out, it was Lu Biao from Silu.
"Young Master Mo, Lu Biao is willing to follow you and work like a bull or a horse without any complaints."
Under the pressure of powerful enemies, the two elders of the Seventeenth Sect suddenly surrendered and turned against each other.
"Guo Qianqiu, Lu Biao, you two are also elders of the Seventeenth Sect after all. Aren't you afraid of others laughing at you if you do such a thing?" He Yinglian said angrily.
"He Yinglian, we are just aware of the current situation. I advise you to surrender obediently. Young Master Mo may still spare your life, otherwise, you will only die." Guo Qianqiu said in a strange way.
"Haha... Okay, I know the current situation. I promise, as long as you surrender, I can consider letting you live." Mo Hei laughed.
As soon as these words were spoken, a large number of the disciples of the seventeen sects around him dropped their weapons and surrendered after hesitation.
Only He Yinglian was left on the field, still facing off with a group of disciples.