Vol 3 Chapter 1593: The old man is still in style

After Xiao Chen left, a group of Tianwu domain warriors who had been onlookers quickly withdrew from the remnants of the Water Moon Alliance.
The three major halls seem to have been disabled, but the three highnesses are still there. The two guards are still there, and they are still not able to deal with them.
If you really want to fight, you still have to wait until the leaders of the parties come.
Looking at the bodies of thousands of demons in the gravel, the three high-ranking temples were deeply frowned, and everything went smoothly. Because of the appearance of this shadowless knife king, it made a mess, and each of the three great halls lost more than half.
The next step in detecting the efficiency of the dragon's hole is bound to be greatly reduced. It is a headache for people to think about it.
The black dragon in the sky kept floating, and everything looked terrible.
Suddenly, in the sky, there is a red cloud of blood, and a snow-white ice cloud. The familiar atmosphere came from above, and the three high-ranking faces changed slightly.
Wang Feng lost his voice: "Well, my uncle is coming."
His uncle is the dear brother of the demon emperor. He has a high weight in the Gorefiend and strength, and he has the ability to influence the existence of the next Devil.
Now that the Blood Devil Hall has suffered huge losses, he is hard to blame, and he will not shudder when he thinks about it.
Hey!
The red light fell, and a middle-aged man wearing a blood-colored gold robes came out. Then the ice cloud floated, and a snow magic in white also appeared. There was still a loud noise that was not heard, as if a mountain fell, and an iron demon came over.
The three of Wang Feng were shocked. The three people who came were actually the kings of the Eight Heavens, and they were not the ordinary kings. They all had royal blood.
Eight Heavenly Emperor Wu, in the devil world, is already second only to the existence of the demon emperor, to know that some of the devils of the devil are repaired, and only the nine-day Emperor Wudi.
Are these three people all coming to kill the shadowless knife king?
"Uncle!"
"Three seniors are good."
Wang Feng and other three high-ranking priests, each respectfully said hello, did not dare to speak.
The middle-aged man wearing a blood-colored robes looked at the scene in front of him, his face was calm, and he was not angry and self-defeating, which made Wang Feng feel awkward.
"Say, what's going on!"
Wang Feng lowered his head and whispered: "Uncle Huang, is the hand of the shadowless knife, we thought that we could kill him. Who knows that he was killed by him."
"So, it’s your first move."
"Yes." Wang Feng's voice is getting smaller and he is getting less and less emboldened.
The middle-aged man in the robe cursed: "The confused thing, this shadowless knife king has been positioned to be the enchanting king of the king's emperor level, such a character, you dare to take the initiative to provoke, deserve it."
The Gorefiend in white sneer sneered: "If the shadowless knife king is so easy to deal with, it is not necessary for the three of us to personally take the shot, the eyes are low, and you deserve to be unlucky."
"If you can't get the evil shadow sword this time, you have to change people in the position of your three high places. Let's go."
After throwing a sentence, the three Mozu Eight Heavens Emperor began to look for Xiao Chen in the wild battlefield, and there was no delay.
"Complete, this time we have all three planted here."
"Awful, it's all because of your guard, not that he will lead the shadowless knife king, we are not so."
"Yes, it’s because of your protection, and our position is not guaranteed!"
The two halls of the Wind Demon Hall and the Fire Demon Hall began to blame Wang Feng for coming, blaming him for being blind. Especially the Xuan Yan of the Fire Demon Hall is even more angry, his beggars are dead, and I don’t know how to go back.
Wang Feng’s face was gloomy and cold.
Now, what is the use of these things? Quickly reorganize the manpower and continue to search for the dragon hole where the magic sword is located. If you lose a lot, will the loss of my Blood Devil Hall be small?

"Hey, you have to take full responsibility."
"Interesting, rare to see, dog bites the dog!"
At this time, an untimely sneer sounded, and the words were extremely ridiculous.
"Who!"
Wang Feng’s murderous eyes flashed in the direction of the sound, only to see a towering rock in the northwest. Standing on a young man in purple, under the sun, he could not see his face.
"court death!"
The shadowless knife king can't beat it. I don't know where the A-cat and the dog are, but they dare to jump out.
Wang Feng couldn't help it anymore. When the red light flashed for a moment, he took out his long sword at the waist and waved a sword. It was like the pillar of the sky, the blood was stained with the sky, and the magic was soaring.
boom!
I saw a thunder and thunder, and in the sky, thousands of thunders fell, and the purple man had a long whip in his hand. The long whip dragon, like the dragon's tail, slammed the sword light, Wang Feng was directly attacked by this impact.
When the volley was over, Wang Feng held the blood sword and killed it again.
The body shape and the air change, the blood blaze on the long sword, various swords, and quick display.
The purple man above the rock, holding a long whip, heeling the ground, does not move. Waving a long whip, stimulating the thunder of the heavens and the earth, the clouds are thunderous, the long whip is waving, and the defense is impenetrable.
No matter how the Wang Feng sword method is drilled, it is impossible to break through and hurt him.
The wrath of the real dragon!
The long whip that waved countless phantoms suddenly fainted into a roaring brontosaurus, and Wang Feng was caught off guard and swept away.
After landing, Wang Feng stepped forward and stepped back a few steps. His face was pale, and the other two highnesses, his face gradually became dignified.
This seems to be a more difficult role than white snow, in the Tianwu domain, when is this master.
"Who are you?" Wang Feng asked.
The purple man jumped down the towering rock, revealing the distinctive appearance of the water chestnut, and the faint road: "Thunderbolt Gong Anjunxi."
"It's you, the disciple of the Lord Ray."
"No, this body is repaired, it is really the word of Lei Wang." An Junxi is still calm, not anxious.
The three high-ranking priests looked at each other and an idea came to mind at the same time. Just when the white snow was released, it was alive. The value of this person can be much larger than white snow, and it is simply the most ideal candidate for the hostage.
"I have heard of you. I have been wandering in the stars for a few years. I didn't expect to see you in the wild battlefield."
"But do you think you are a shadowless knife king? He dares to come alone, and you dare to come alone and give me a chance to catch him!"
The Wind Demon Temple Wing Xuan, a wave of hands, slightly restored a few thousand magical powers, they have to rush.
An Junxi’s mouth was slightly upturned and smiled faintly:
Foolish, when did I say that I was alone?

call out! call out! call out!
Between the heavens and the earth, three sounds of emptiness sounded, and the three princes had not yet reacted. The earth under the feet exploded, and the whole world began to shake.
This is just a beginning. It’s like a meteor, it’s like a meteor, it’s broken through the sky, it’s dense, and it’s covered in the sky.
In the distance, there is a soft-water woman standing on top of a blue bird with thousands of archers in the sky, holding a longbow and flying.
"Three of His Royal Highness, and quickly retreat, the water Lingling of Tianzong is coming! The masters of the Thunderbolt Palace are all coming."
At the crucial moment, the two bewilders stood up and stood up to hold up a light curtain to block all the arrows.
The three royals looked into the distance, and the sky was an endless flying bird, standing on the archer of Tianzong. Above the ground, the dust rolled, and a group of thunder and lightning martial artists riding on the beasts smashed.
"Go and go!"
I can't take care of a lot, the three Highnesses, with the remnants of the devil, go to the emperor.
"Catch, all the demons don't stay!"
Ying Ling's cool water Ling Ling, standing on top of the mysterious bird, cold face command.
The warriors of the Thunderbolt Palace and the Emperor Tianzong pursued the past and pursued the past in the direction of the removal of the devil.
"This group of demons, on the same day, Wushu is their own home, and it is lawless."
Shui Lingling fell from the air and stood by An Junxi.
An Junxi looked at the body of the devil on the ground. The knife wounds in the dense, the remaining swordsmanship had not been exhausted.
"We seem to have missed a good show, Bai Wuxue has been saved." An Junxi jumped into the body of the devil, after a moment of inspection.
Shui Lingling didn't have a good impression on White Snow. At the beginning, the other party had been facing Xiao Chen, but she still remembered it.
Even if the character has changed now, the past things are still difficult to let go.
Shui Lingling said with no anger: "The arrogance is arrogant, and all said, wait for us to come back and act together. If you are caught, even if you are so tired, there are so many innocent people."
An Junxi heard a smile in his heart, and Bai Wuxue was already fine. If it was not for the purpose of covering other people, he would be alone. With his strength, if you want to go, it will be easy to break.
Can only say, don't offend a woman, um, more accurately, don't offend a man's favorite man.
Otherwise, you must remember to hate you forever.
Of course, this is just the words in his heart. If you think about it, you can't say it.
Jokes don't talk for a while, looking at the three magic halls that are far away, there is not much happiness between An Junxi and Meiyu.
The three demon halls, such as the Blood Devil Hall, are among the eighteen magic halls, but they are only the bottom of the temple. The real trouble is that the devils in the back are elite.
The magic sword was born, and the headache caused by it was just beginning.