However, just after these insect descendants were eliminated, several more black-robed masters rushed towards Zhishan Zhenren, holding several bone sticks exuding black energy and aiming at Zhishan Zhenren's body.

He smashed it and blocked his way again.

Master Zhishan must be so depressed right now that he wants to die. He originally wanted to capture Li Zejian, but he didn't know that when he encountered such a group of people who didn't know life and death, they insisted on coming to kill him.

After being obstructed one after another, Master Zhishan lost his temper. It seemed that he no longer planned to chase Li Zejian, but started fighting seriously with those Southeast Asian subdued masters. The scene was extremely lively for a while.

Ge Yu stood aside and glanced in the direction where Li Zejian escaped, thinking that the veterans of the Longhu Mountain Punishment Hall would not be able to catch up with him now, right?

As soon as you leave Jiangcheng University and stop a car on the road, where will Longhu Mountain find him in the mountains and rivers?

While he was thinking about this matter, a fragrant breeze came. Yang Fan reached out and patted Ge Yu's shoulder, and said with a puzzled look on his face: "Xiao Yu, what's going on with these people, where did they come from?

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Ge Yu smiled slightly and briefly told Yang Fan the origins of these people. Yang Fan also knew that Ge Yu was injured before, and he was injured by one of these Southeast Asian surrender masters.

Hearing Ge Yu's explanation, Yang Fan couldn't help but smile, patted Ge Yu's chest, and said with a smile: "Xiao Yu, you really are the one who has come up with such bad ideas, and all of a sudden the seven elders of the Longhu Mountain Punishment Hall will be killed."

It's a shame. But these people that Master Chen found were just in time. They didn't come early or late, but they came with the seventh elder of the execution hall. Isn't this a pretense of death? Now it's better, we are now at ease.

Sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight."

Ge Yu couldn't help but want to laugh. In today's world of spiritual practice, there are not many people who dare to challenge the Seventh Elder of the Punishment Hall of Longhu Mountain. They can only be counted on one hand. These outsiders from Southeast Asia don't know how powerful the Seventh Elder of the Punishment Hall is.

You can consider yourself unlucky.

When Li Zejian climbed over the courtyard wall, Zhishan Zhenren knew that he could not catch up, so he poured out all his grievances on those Southeast Asian masters.

The fight was really fierce. The dozen or so head-dropping masters seemed to be powerful, but under the suppression of masters of the level of the Seven Elders of the Punishment Hall, they were completely inadequate.

The first to be unlucky were the corpse babies refined by the head-lowering master. They were all wrapped up in Longhushan Tianshi Talisman. Blue flames burned on their bodies. They screamed and rolled all over the ground. Soon they were burned to death.

A pile of ashes.

The three veterans of the Longhu Mountain Punishment Hall had a complete advantage against more than a dozen Southeast Asian Jiantou divisions. Within three minutes of the fight, three or four Jiantou divisions were hacked to the ground and died on the spot.

At this time, the two veterans from the Longhu Mountain Punishment Hall who went to kill the snipers also rushed over. Without saying a word, they directly joined the battle group to deal with those subdued masters. The scene became even more miserable.

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The opponent has no room to fight back, and even all kinds of evil head-lowering techniques cannot be used because there is simply no time.

The sword skills of the Seven Elders of the Punishment Hall were too fast, and they formed a sword formation, completely strangling.

Bai Zhan had also blocked two people from the Longhu Mountain Punishment Hall before. After seeing Li Zejian escape over the wall, he immediately gave up blocking him and let the two veterans join in the battle to kill those Southeast Asian surrender masters.

among the group.

Bai Zhan and the people from the Longhushan Punishment Hall had no grudges to begin with, but rather had good friendships. The reason why they were stopped was to allow Li Zejian to escape. Now that everyone had disappeared, there was no need to stop them anymore.

This was exciting. Seven people from the Longhu Mountain Punishment Hall surrounded the dozen or so Southeast Asian subduing masters and beat them up.

In less than a few minutes, all seven or eight Jiantou divisions died tragically under the sword of the seventh elder of the execution hall.

The leader, seeing that the situation was not good, knew that he was no match for the Seventh Elder of the Punishment Hall, so he immediately gave up the resistance, and with the help of his companions, he climbed up the courtyard wall in an attempt to escape.

However, how could it be so easy to want to leave after something happened? When the Jiangtou Master had just climbed over the courtyard wall, a sword flew over and pierced directly into the thigh of the Jiangtou Master.

The head-lowering master let out a miserable groan and fell down from the wall.

In just this moment, all the other Jiangtou Masters were killed by the Seven Elders of the Punishment Hall. As soon as the Jiangtou Master who fell under the wall landed, six bright long swords were aimed at various vital parts of his body.

"Don't... don't kill me... who are you... so powerful... I just came here to kill Ge Yu... why do you have to fight against us..." The head-lowering master raised his hands, pitifully

He said with a smile, no longer as arrogant as before.

"Your people injured our people with firearms, and also prevented us from chasing the key criminals in Longhu Mountain. Whoever will die will die if you don't!" An old Taoist couldn't help but said, and the long sword in his hand was about to slash at the neck of the Jiangtou Master.

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The head-dropping master was also crying without tears. The devil wanted to stop them from chasing the important criminal. He just thought that these old Taoists were in the same group as Ge Yu.

"Master Zhixuan, there is someone under the sword. Can you leave this person to me?" Bai Zhan came over at some point. This guy is quite thick-skinned. One moment he was fighting for his life, but in the blink of an eye he was laughing.

In the past, Yingying asked for help from others.

Without waiting for Zhizhixuan Zhenren to agree, Yang Fan walked over, picked up the Southeast Asia Jiantou who was surrounded, pulled him out, and threw him to the ground.

This man's thigh was penetrated by a long sword, and he was bleeding profusely. He grimaced in pain.

Ge Yu and Bai Zhan immediately came over and surrounded the head-dropping master. Ge Yu was about to ask whether Master Chen sent him here. He was never very sure about this. After all, Chen was not the only enemy.

A father.

At this time, Zhishan Zhenren glanced at the two veterans who had just gone to kill the sniper, and said with some displeasure: "Why did it take so long to come back?"

"Brother Zhishan, there are five snipers on the roof of a building not far away, as well as four Southeast Asian subjugation divisions, so there is some trouble, but we have taken care of them all," said an old Taoist.

Master Zhishan took a deep breath and said, "Everyone split up to find Li Zejian. We must capture this man back to Longhu Mountain today."

The veterans nodded one after another, and then dispersed in all directions.

Zhishan Zhenren shook out a few yellow paper charms from his hand and landed on the corpses of the Southeast Asian masters next to the courtyard wall. Blue flames suddenly burned, wrapping up the dozens of corpses and burning them.
Chapter completed!