The two elite disciples of the Tianmo Pavilion were fighting with Wang Xuanqi in a hot match. Originally, according to their ideas, one of them restrained Wang Xuanqi, and the other one directly killed Wang Xuanqi.

However, Wang Xuanqi's ability is not weak. They both attacked at the same time and tried their best, but they could not find each other's weakness at all.

A black and thin elite disciple knocked a black magic clutch in front of him, and Wang Xuanqi's spear shook and broke it directly.

The elite disciple with small eyes followed behind him with a magic cloud fist, and the black magic fog on Wang Xuanqi's body quickly condensed into a magic power.

A evil spirit formed, which collided with his Demon Cloud Fist, directly shaking him away.

The black and thin elite disciples were relieved, so they naturally had the opportunity to take action immediately, turning their hands into swords, and the Xuan Demon Slash transformed by the magic fog slashed at Wang Xuanqi with a hand knife.

Wang Xuanqi's body turned and he moved away directly. At this time, a black scimitar suddenly appeared in the hands of the demon clan with small eyes.

With a scimitar slashed, a black evil aura immediately blocked the route Wang Xuanqi wanted to take next.

Wang Xuanqi had no time to dodge, and he picked the spear directly, and the magic power emerged. The one he picked was on the slash of the scimitar.

With a "bang", swords and guns collided, sparks emerged, and the black magic mist quickly condensed and then exploded.

The black and thin elite disciples behind him saw the opportunity. At this moment, Wang Xuanqi was at the most empty time. He had to fight the elite disciples of the Tianmo Pavilion opposite him with all his strength, so he naturally could not take care of him.

Seeing the opportunity, a coldness flashed across the corner of the black and thin elite disciple's mouth. Without saying a word, a dark and rich dagger flashed out, and the magic fog directly cut towards Wang Xuanqi's back.

Wang Xuanqi was shocked and suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis on his back. The spear had just hit the scimitar and was shaken away. How could he take the spear back and attack?

The black fog on the body was used up when it was attacking, or it could no longer condense in such a short time.

If it were the past, then with his strength, he could directly shake a person away or even get hurt with one move. Then, the situation of attacking both sides and being attacked from both sides will definitely not happen.

However, now I am injured and cannot directly knock them out.

That is why the scene now appears. At this moment, only a crazy idea emerged in Wang Xuanqi's mind. No matter what, if you die, you will have to pull them down to take care of them.

However, at this moment, just when Wang Xuanqi was about to fight to the death, when the dagger of the elite disciple of the Black Skin Heavenly Demon Pavilion behind him was less than ten centimeters away from Wang Xuanqi, suddenly, a big knife flashed with a huge sword light.

With a "bang", it directly slashed on the black dagger, and suddenly it shook the dagger hard.

The black and thin elite disciple had a gloomy look on his face, looking at the man who shook him away with a knife in front of him.

On the other side, the elite disciple with small eyes was not attacked by Wang Xuanqi, so he naturally had the ability to continue attacking Wang Xuanqi.

Originally, they remembered it very well. The black and thin elite disciple behind him stabbed him with a scimitar. Even if he couldn't kill him, he could only hurt him. With his own scimitar, he cut off his back and stabbed him with a fierce knife. How could the other party not die?

But what he never expected was that just as his scimitar eye was about to stab the other party, an arm that emitted a golden light suddenly came over.

In the dazzling light, there was only a "bang" sound, and the scimitar shook. He felt his body tremble, and then he was shaken away violently.

Suddenly, the two elite disciples of the Heavenly Demon Pavilion stood together again, and a hint of surprise appeared in their eyes, looking at the two people who took action and Wang Xuanqi who looked a little embarrassed.

Originally, when they were fighting with Wang Xuanqi, they had already noticed the three people catching up with him.

According to his idea, the three people should choose to watch the show, at least they took action after watching them fight each other in a loss-making situation.

But they never expected that they would suddenly take action at this time.

At this moment, their core, leader Yubei, has not come yet. If the other four people join forces, then the two of them on their side will probably have no way to live.

But what they never expected was that at this moment, the three emperor-level figures over there were actually...

"Thank you!" After Wang Xuanqi stood up, he glanced at the Kuang Dao and Damn in front of him. The expression on his face was still very calm, as if these two words were insincere.

However, Kuang Dao and Nima had heard of what kind of person Wang Xuanqi was, so naturally they didn't care so much.

"Ha, you will finally say the word "Thank you". Kuang Dao laughed.

Nima smiled slightly and said, "Plus this time, we have helped you twice."

"This time, I'm helping you myself." Wang Xuanqi finally smiled and said, "At least, I'm the one who helped you stop them!"

"It's just each other!" Damn laughed.

Kuang Dao laughed and said, "Damn it, now is not the time to talk about these things. That person in the holy level might come at any time."

Nima nodded, smiled slightly, and said, "That's right!"

As he said that, his eyes looked at the two elite disciples of the "Heaven Demon Pavilion", "If you have any injuries on your body, don't do it anymore. Let's do these two people!"

"You..." Wang Xuanqi frowned slightly and said, "But, you are only the strength of the early stage of the Martial Emperor? The other party is the strength of the middle stage of the Martial Emperor? Although the difference is not big, it is still a difference!"

Kuang Dao laughed and said, "Can you just have talent, but we don't have any talent? Can elite disciples compare with 'talented characters'?"

Damn smiled and said, "Don't worry, we can do it!"

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"They actually met a lot?" The black-faced elite disciple of the Tianmo Pavilion showed shock on his face.

"How is that possible?" Another elite disciple of the Tianmo Pavilion with small eyes said in disbelief: "We have never seen these two people before?"

"What if he cares about him? Aren't there just two characters in the early stage of the Martial Emperor?" The black-faced elite disciple said coldly: "If we can't even deal with two characters in the early stage of the Martial Emperor, then we don't have to mess around."

The elite disciple of the Tianmo Pavilion with small eyes nodded and said, "That's right, I'm afraid of a bear! Kill them!"

As soon as the words came, the elite disciple with small eyes rushed out first. The scimitar in his hand flashed with a cold light, and the black air was scattered across the board, and a sword was slid towards the closest to him.

Nima smiled coldly, grabbed her palm, and suddenly, a golden light flashed out from her arm, turning into an arm and directly poking towards the scimitar cold light.

With a sneer, the black magic fog collided with the golden light. With a 'boom', the black magic fog was completely suppressed by the golden light.

With a snail, the scimitar cut across, and the cold sword light flashed by, and the golden light arm trembled suddenly, but it did not dissipate. The remaining spiritual power directly shook on the elite disciple of the Tianmo Pavilion with small eyes.

The elite disciple of the "Tian Demon Pavilion" with a small eye was so shocked that he took several steps back.

"The Buddha Light of the Lama Sect!" The elite disciple with small eyes was shocked. The Buddha Light has always been the mortal enemy of the Demon Sect, and the two are mutually rebellious existences.

Whoever is stronger will be much stronger, and whoever is weak will be much weaker.

The golden light of the Lama scholar in front of him was obviously stronger than his magical skills, but just this little bit will expand when it attacks him, causing him powerful damage.

At the same time, the black-faced elite disciple of the Tianmo Pavilion on the other side took action, and the dagger in his hand shook. In the magic fog, a black silk thread cut out from the dagger.

‘Spiritual skills – Demon killing!’

The black silk thread was pulled open instantly, completely invisible to the naked eye, and it was tear directly towards the mad knife.

"Spiritual skills - Crazy Slash!" Crazy Sword shouted, and the God-Slaying Sword in his hand slashed directly with one horizontal knife.

With a "swish!", the black silk flashed under the slash of a mad slash, and then suddenly broke.

The Crazy Knife took advantage of the situation to pursue. The Crazy Knife suddenly increased its strength, stretched the space, and slashed at the black-faced elite disciple.

The black-faced elite disciples there frowned, and the dagger in their hand blocked the slashing knife. At the same time, the black mist on their body quickly condensed on the dagger.

With a "bang", the God-Slaying Sword slashed on the dagger. Suddenly, the powerful power of the Mad Sword and the powerful pressure brought by the God-Slaying Sword were undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

The God-Slaying Sword slashed the dagger and instantly suppressed it. With a "boom", it shocked the black-faced elite disciple to retreat by more than ten steps.

The gap between elite disciples and talented figures is fully reflected at this moment.

The talent of elite disciples can only be considered medium, while the talent of talented characters is high-end.

In addition to being superior, it also depends on their physique, which determines the level and strength of spiritual power.

People below the imperial level are basically not very different from the three major realms in the early stage, middle stage, and peak stage. Only those who have reached the imperial level will be directly widened.

The Crazy Dao and Nima can directly suppress each other with one move, so naturally they can do it with their powerful talents.

Both of them who were directly shocked were shocked. Unexpectedly, the two people in front of them were one level lower than theirs, but their strength was even stronger than theirs.

Obviously, their talent is that they are of the same level as Wang Xuanqi there, and they may even be a little higher.

"Senior brother, you go first. I'll hold them back. This 'bead' is what the Great Guardian calls for. If we can't take it back, we will all die. Instead of both of them, it's better to leave one. Besides, if Senior Brother Yu arrives, I may not be dead!" said the elite disciple of the Tianmo Pavilion with small eyes.

When the black-faced elite disciple heard this, hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and nodded, "Okay!"

After saying that, the black-faced elite disciple turned around and left. The direction he was heading was naturally in the opposite direction of Wang Xuanqi, and he suddenly ran away without Wang Xuanqi paying attention.

At the same time, the elite disciple of the Tianmo Pavilion with small eyes mobilized the demon fog on his body, and then suddenly shot out, "Spiritual skill - Wind Demon Kill!"

Suddenly, a large black magic fog directly blocked the sights of the Mad Dao and the Three Men, covering the entire air.

"Not good!" Wang Xuanqi was shocked. If that person was let go, they would probably die miserably.

They won't let them run away. At least, the people from Tianmo Pavilion don't know who killed these two people.

However, as soon as his voice fell, a "whoosh" sound suddenly came in front of him...

Immediately, the sound of the weapon penetrating the body...

‘Ah’ screaming...
Chapter completed!