"Fellow Taoist, why don't you obey? When the demon clan comes, everyone will die, so why not indulge and be happy?" A middle-aged man's voice came from a small courtyard.

"Go away! Shameless!" Cheng Jiaojiao protected the two women, her face full of anger.

The middle-aged man licked his lips and stared at her breasts, which were shaking with anger.

Cheng Jiaojiao couldn't avoid his gaze, her face was filled with shame and anger.

This man is tall and a monk of the Xuan Ti Sect. His realm is the same as hers, but she can never beat him!

"Hehe! Do you know that there are many beautiful female cultivators out there who want to mate with me? Just because you have a high level of cultivation and are plump, you must have a better taste. Come on!"

Despair breeds indulgence!

Monks are human beings too, as is human nature!

Mu Qingqing suddenly leaned out half of her body and shouted at him: "Get out, get out, you shameless person!"

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up and he looked down from her flawless white neck.

The majestic mountain peaks are actually as beautiful as Jiaojiao.

The middle-aged man reached out to wipe his lips and took off his shirt, revealing his strong and muscular chest muscles.

Mu Qingqing screamed and quickly retreated behind Cheng Jiaojiao, tightening the Tao uniform on her chest with her right hand.

The middle-aged man laughed loudly, "Haha, look how strong I am? There are even stronger places, I guarantee you will be satisfied, haha!"

After saying that, he put his third leg on his head and walked towards the three girls step by step!

The three women were ashamed and angry, and were forced to retreat step by step.

"Boom!"

With your back against the wall, there is no way to retreat!

The middle-aged man's eyes were red and he reached out to unbutton his pants.

The three girls quickly closed their eyes, and Cheng Jiaojiao cried out sadly: "You two disciples, please blow up your Dantian to avoid being innocent and humiliated!"

"well.....!"

The middle-aged man didn't want to and rushed towards the three women.

At this moment, a green shadow flashed across.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, the middle-aged man flew backwards four to five feet and hit the ground with a "snap".

The middle-aged man vomited blood from his mouth, raised his head vigorously, and asked resentfully: "You, who are you?"

The three women felt a soft wind blowing over their bodies, and the chaotic profound energy in their Dantian was instantly straightened out.

They opened their eyes and saw only a silhouette.

Great!

Straight!

"Yes, it's you?" Cheng Jiaojiao cried with joy.

Mu Qingqing and Huang Ronger exposed their eyes and stared at the back.

Familiar, yet extremely unfamiliar.

The person who came was none other than Su Yizhao.

Sanwu City was really expanding too much and there were even more people. He finally arrived at the critical moment.

He turned back and said with a smile: "You're not late, are you?"

The three girls were extremely shy.

Why does he always appear just in time every time I'm embarrassed like this?

"Who are you? I have three thousand disciples, and you are looking for death?" The middle-aged man couldn't help but become vicious when he saw that he was young.

Su Yizhao moved, "Pah!" and slapped him in the face.

The middle-aged monk was completely blown away by the slap, and he was knocked towards the courtyard door.

"boom!"

The courtyard door is broken.

The middle-aged monk bumped into four or five monks, pressing them all to the ground.

Next to them, there were three monks who were stunned!

what's the situation?

Shouldn't we let them study?

Su Yizhao stared at the middle-aged monk who looked like a pig and said calmly: "Where are the three thousand disciples? I will kill them all!"

The middle-aged monk gritted his teeth and shouted: "Send a message, call someone!"

"Yi Zhao!"

"Fellow Daoist Su!"

Behind Su Yizhao, the three women shouted anxiously.

"etc!"

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh...!"

The middle-aged monk opened his bloody mouth, and as soon as he said the word "wait", countless communication charms flew out.

The middle-aged monk reacted suddenly and quickly turned over and knelt down, "Brother Swordsman, I was wrong! Spare my life!"

Beside, seven or eight monks were shocked!

The middle-aged monk suddenly turned his head and cursed: "If you want to do other unpleasant things, the fastest thing is to ask people to fight!"

Su Yizhao is even more angry!

What did he shout just now?

A brothel customer?

When he was about to die, he still wanted to anger himself because he was afraid that he would not kill him?

With a thought, a flying sword appeared instantly.

Seeing that he couldn't hide, the middle-aged monk stood up suddenly, held a giant sword in both hands, and slashed at him.

Su Yizhao waited for him quietly.

The giant sword slashed at Tian Ling, and he could see blood as he breathed.

"Yi Zhao!"

The three women exclaimed!

When the middle-aged monk saw that he didn't hide, he opened his mouth full of blood and laughed!

But suddenly, his eyes blurred, and the flying sword in front of Su Yizhao disappeared.

"Pfft, pfft...!"

A slight sound rang out, and the giant sword that was about to hit Tianling suddenly became weak and slashed across his forehead.

"Clang!"

The giant sword fell to the ground. At this time, outside the courtyard gate, eight monks suddenly fell down with blood coming from their throats.

"Puff puff......!"

Eight bodies fell into a heap.

"Who dares to touch my master?"

At this moment, figures shot out from afar.

Su Yizhao showed no mercy and dispatched nine flying swords at the same time.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh...!"

"ah!"

The three women stared blankly at the sky.

Monks fell from the sky one by one.

There is no light of the sword, no shadow of the sword.

Just sprinkled with blood and turned into corpses.

After four or five breaths, someone finally felt something was wrong and quickly fled.

However, within the scope of spiritual consciousness, as long as there are monks rushing towards here, no matter where they are, they will all be killed with one sword.

Ten breaths later, the whole city was silent!
To be continued...