This movement in one breath was as fast as lightning. Everyone could hardly see how the golden-masked man took action. Tie Batian's eldest disciple turned into an undead!

"That Qing Kung Fu is clearly from my Xiaoxian Sect's Xiaoyaoyou! But the palm technique is so vicious and evil. Could it be that this master masters both black and white?" Leng Lie was puzzled and couldn't figure it out.

Tie Batian's remaining two disciples recognized this palm technique. Isn't this the Corpse Poison Palm that the master often practiced?

Corpse Poison Palm is the most evil Kung Fu created by Tie Batian. Now this golden-faced man can use Corpse Poison Palm. Could it be that he is the master?

Since he was the master, why did he kill his eldest disciple?

"Master, is it you?" The two disciples were confused.

Xiaolong lowered his voice and said: "Three useless things, more than enough success, more than failure! Go to hell!"

His ambiguous words made the two disciples confused, but they also believed that the golden-masked man in front of them was the master!

"Master, my three brothers are loyal to you, but you are ruthless to us, you--!"

"Whoosh--!"

"Puff--!"

"ah--!"

In the blink of an eye, it's all done in one go.

The physical body of the second disciple of Tie Ba Tian was torn into pieces, and blood spilled on the ground.

The third disciple, Zheng Nantian, was so frightened that he fell from a high altitude to the ground, rolling and crawling around in panic.

The remaining demon slaves fled in all directions and were defeated.

"Whoosh--!" A mountain of meteors came, and the golden-masked man was in front of him.

"You, you, you are not human -!" Zheng Nantian suddenly said boldly and angrily: "Tie Batian, if you have the guts, please let me go. Ten years later, I will master the skills and compete with you!" Since

If you want to die, then die in a dignified manner. Of course, if you provoke the general like this, there may be a chance of survival!

Xiaolong wanted to see how his master and apprentice would misunderstand and fight ten years later. Then he suddenly turned around, "Whoosh--!" He rushed into the sky, mobilized the inner energy in his Dantian, used his golden right foot, and aimed at the person caught in the aperture.

A sleepy disciple of the Xiaoxian Sect was hit by a stinking wind. The smell of rotting corpses, if you smell it carefully, it seems to have an evil scent!

The aperture broke "bang bang bang" and disappeared. The disciples of Xiaoxian Sect were saved and fell to the ground one by one. Su Jingnan, the golden-masked man, also fell to the ground with a "whoosh--!"

"Thank you for saving me, but who are you to make my disciple Xiaoyaoyou?" The tone of these disciples' words did not sound like they were grateful at all.

"Call me the Golden Masked Man!" Xiaolong said coldly.

"Golden Masked Man? Huh, does a person who can use evil martial arts deserve to be called a knight? Although you saved us today, good and evil have been incompatible since ancient times. We will not appreciate it. Not only do we not appreciate it, we also want to capture you. Look.

What kind of evil thief are you?"

"Yes--!" Leng Leng flew down from the city tower, pointed his sword at the golden-faced man and said: "You can roam freely with Qinggong, but you also use evil martial arts. This is clearly smearing the Xiaoxian Sect. You don't know the inside story.

People still think that the Xiaoxian Sect is an evil way! Today we will definitely capture you!"

Xiaolong suddenly cursed: "Damn--! It's okay, I'm just practicing my skills!" Although he said this, he still had concerns. No matter how fast he was, he was now facing more than 3,000 people.

A master in the realm of martial arts and metamorphosis!

He can fight alone, but there is no guarantee that he will gain the upper hand in a group attack.

Xiaolong was about to lift his right foot when he heard Leng Lie say: "Everyone, be careful of his right foot. I don't know what kind of evil martial arts it is! It's really scary!"

"Senior brother, then hurt his right leg first!"

"Whoosh--!" The little dragon jumped straight into the sky and ran as fast as lightning.

Thirty-six strategies, slipping away is the best strategy.

"That's the highest level of Xiaoyaoyou. Let's quickly control the flying sword and chase--!"

More than 3,000 disciples outside the sect, all dressed in uniforms, chased Xiao Long in the air.

Xiaolong was too fast and they couldn't catch up. But Xiaolong didn't want to give up. He decided to deal with them one by one. He was excited when he thought about it. A pawn in the realm of martial arts and martial arts was taking care of a master in the realm of mysterious martial arts.

Xiaolong deliberately slowed down.

The one who rushed to the front was Leng Lie.

"I'm going to embarrass him today!" Xiaolong flashed in front of Leng Lie with a "Whoosh--!"

Due to the speed, Leng Lie had not yet reacted.

"Bah bang bang--!"

Xiaolong slapped him several times, and his cold teeth fell out with a "boom boom boom...".

"You--!" Leng Lie was about to take action.

"Whoosh--!" Xiaolong had already disappeared without a trace.

"Evil thief, where are you going--!" Lan Juaner scolded and rushed to the front with her sword.

"Holy shit, she's still a beauty!" Xiaolong suddenly turned over in the air, raised his golden right foot, pointed it at Lan Juan'er's body, and swept it away from the air. A strong wind came and turned into one or two pairs of magic hands, three times and five times divided by two.

She took off her clothes.

"Ah, senior sister, your clothes--!"

"Junior sister, why are you naked?"

The disciples shouted and turned their eyes towards Lan Juan'er.

Lan Juan'er was filled with embarrassment and yelled at Xiaolong, who had long since disappeared: "Evil thief, don't run away if you can--wuwuwu!" Thinking of her sexual intercourse, she burst into tears.

Xiaolong smiled evilly and ran away proudly.

suddenly--

A familiar figure appeared in front of him. It was Chu Tiange. He stood on seven gold stars and turned to look at Xiaolong: "Who are you? Why did I send Xiaoyaoyou?"

Damn it, I met a master!

You can't fight anyway, so why not be more arrogant!

"I am your father--!" Xiaolong cursed.

If the person today were Feng Yunhai, the famous true disciple of the Xiaoxian Sect, Xiaolong would definitely die, because Feng Yunhai, the "Fenghuo Golden Boy", had a bad temper.

And Chu Tian was praised as "Gentleman Chu". When he heard Xiaolong swearing, he just shook his head helplessly and said: "If I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is!"

After saying that, Chu Tiange slowly shouted: "Zhuifeng Divine Palm!"

A huge golden palm print shot out of the air and hit Xiaolong.

"Hey, hey, I'm running--!" Xiaolong cast his free swim and ran as fast as lightning.

However, the Chasing Wind Divine Palm is indeed the signature skill of Xiaoxian Sect. As fast as the little dragon runs, it will chase him as fast as he can.

Seeing that the "Wind Chasing Palm" was about to catch up with him, Xiaolong suddenly turned around and shouted "Suhu Cactus!"

How can inner-qi martial arts be compared with true-qi skills?

The "Suhu Cactus" carries black toxins, and when photographed on the "Wind Chasing Palm", it turns into nothing. The scene is like a drop of water falling into the sea and being immediately swallowed up by the sea water.

"Ah, holy shit!" Xiaolong shouted, and a huge black shadow enveloped him. The palm of Zhui Feng Divine Palm was like a fan fanning a mosquito, fanning him far away. He was threatened by the true air current, and his body was damaged by the power of Chai Feng Divine Palm.

I had to roll back and forth and feel dizzy.

Chu Tiange just wanted to teach him a lesson. If he wanted to kill him, with this palm strike, his muscles and bones would be broken immediately and he would die an untimely death.

****

Tengxian Sect is an insignificant cultivation sect. It stands on an "unnamed mountain" and does not have the mist-shrouded grandeur of the Xian Sect at all.

There are more than 20 disciples under the sect. The master's cultivation has only reached the realm of martial arts.

The master is a young woman, an eccentric little woman.

Name: Gu Xiaoya. She is a beauty.

At this moment, the wind was warm and the sun was shining brightly, and Gu Xiaoya was leading the more than 20 disciples to swear to the sky in the mountain: From today on, our Tengxian Sect is officially established. From now on, we will share the hardships and share the blessings.

She said this, but what she was thinking in her heart was: "If you are in trouble, you will be blessed!"

Then, she said again: "If you violate this oath, God will give you a slap in the face!"

Before he finished speaking, Xiaolong fell from the sky and hit Gu Xiaoya hard. She fainted and fell to the ground unconscious.

The little dragon wearing a golden mask climbed up from her body and kicked her body, "Damn, dead? I'm vulnerable. I'm sorry, I was also harmed by others. Chutian Pavilion, I and you are inseparable!"

"Master--, Master--!" The twenty disciples were filled with indignation and came towards Xiaolong to kill him.

"Bang bang bang--!" "Bang bang bang--!"

Fast! Accurate! Cruel! Crazy!

In the blink of an eye, more than 20 disciples were torn apart by Su Jingnan, their flesh and blood becoming bloody!

Gu Xiaoya slowly opened her eyes, climbed up, and touched her head. Feeling groggy, she glanced around with blurred eyes and saw all the apprentices she had just accepted died tragically.

"Ah--!" she screamed.

The sharp sound echoed throughout the valley.
To be continued...