Sun Yifeng saw the woman in the lead at a glance, and he felt very guilty. He warned himself not to be soft-hearted in his future actions!

The warriors from the Western Regions shouted and rushed over with scimitars in their hands.

"Boom the sky thunder!" Sun Yifeng shouted.

The lead of the Sky Thunder gently wiped the body, and they neatly threw the Sky Thunder over.

This time they came to the Western Regions, each of them equipped three sky-booming thunders.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The huge explosion directly shattered the samurai in front, and the air waves directly overturned fifty or sixty horses. If the samurai behind was not good at riding skills, the horse under his crotch would definitely not have rushed forward obediently.

The second wave of thunder arrived as scheduled, and there were only more than 100 warriors left in Delaire, and the surviving warriors seemed very panicked.

"Kill!" Sun Yi said coldly.

Liu Bao and his men were hunting with a crossbow, and Sun Yifeng rushed directly to the woman.

"I was wrong last time. Since I did something wrong, I should make up for it!" Sun Yifeng flew up directly and stepped on a warrior's head to borrow strength.

The warrior's head was trampled directly by him.

The next moment he came to the woman, "Dog thief! You will kill my father in the world!"

She screamed as the scimitar was unsheathed, like the cold moon.

Looking at the familiar sword technique, Sun Yifeng was stunned for a moment.

He remembered the Western Region warrior who was killed by him. His sword and sword techniques were exactly the same as those used by a woman. So Sun Yifeng probably guessed who the woman's father was, and this was really a fateful arrangement.

But this time he did not hesitate or soft-hearted.

Without saying a word, he cut the knife with a diagonal cut first, and then slashed back!

The woman was unable to resist at all, and she was about to cut off the woman's head as the sword was about to cut off.

"Stop!" A red-haired man rushed over a hundred meters away.

Sun Yifeng did not hesitate at all, and the woman was killed!

"Delaier!" Turk roared and rushed towards Sun Yifeng.

"There are still people!" Liu Bao said. "More than fifty people, many of them are masters! Their aura is long!"

"End the battle quickly!" Sun Yifeng blocked Turk's scimitar.

Turk roared and attacked Sun Yifeng frantically, but he blocked them all. The guide trembled. He thought it was safe, but he didn't expect someone to come again at this time.

"This Turk is such a waste!" said the happy monk with a sneer.

"That should be his eldest brother's daughter, his eldest brother and his niece died at the hands of the World Association. Of course he has to fight to the death. Since it is exposed, just do it." Ouyang Bailong kicked the white camel under his crotch.

A camel bell rang, and thirty or forty people behind him rode white camels slowly. The happy monk lay in a huge chariot, and more than a dozen Kunlun slaves followed Ouyang Bailong.

Liu Bao and Wang Haichuan led their men to kill all the warriors. They took the water bags to replenish some water. Obviously, there was still a big battle waiting for them.

Turk had only one person to take revenge, and the people in the Blood Sword Sect were the coldest, so they knew that the world would kill their disciples, and the Blood Sword Sect did not show any of them.

But if their interests are damaged, these guys will never die with you. Sun Yifeng is unwilling to get entangled with Turk, and the two of them have passed fifty moves.

He waved his sword suddenly, and an inch of sword energy pierced Turk's throat. Turk fell to the ground, and Liu Bao brought water to Sun Yifeng to take a few sips quickly.

"I wouldn't have made your money if I had known it!" the guide cried. He recognized that it was everyone from Bailong Villa and the Vajra Gate.

"Diet! Dead!"

If you offend one of them in the Western Regions, you will have no way to survive. The guide doesn't know how these guys would provoke two families at once.

"Don't worry, we will let you go back safe no matter what." Sun Yifeng comforted with a smile.

The guide knelt on the ground and trembled, chanting the scriptures silently.

"Are you tired?" Sun Yifeng asked everyone.

"Not tired!" everyone said with a big laugh.

As the audience said this, he looked at the faces as young as his, and didn't know how many people would die here this time. What worried him the most was how their whereabouts were exposed.

Vajra Gate! Bailong Villa has actually come.

As the Jiuyang true energy wandered all over his body, he felt his whole body full of strength again. He stood up with a knife and said to Liu Bao and Wang Haichuan, "The situation is not right, so you can leave with your guide."

"The helm leader!" Wang Haichuan wanted to speak.

"The rules of the World Association, if there is a life-and-death battle, the president will terminate the rear!

The president died in battle, the hall master was cut off the rear! The hall master died in battle! The helm leader was cut off the rear!" Sun Yifeng said to them.

Zhang Ziling: I'll just say it, you believe it too!

"The situation is not that bad, but it's better to be careful." Sun Yifeng comforted them.

"Everyone is a hero of the World Association." Ouyang Bailong's voice went from far to near, and it was obvious that he had a profound internal strength.

"The owner of Bailong Villa and the leader of the Vajra Sect came in person. It is really honored to welcome such an unknown man like me." Now he naturally knew that he had been exposed, so he directly revealed his identity.

"Hahaha, Master Sun Duo is polite!" Ouyang Bailong said gently. His appearance is hard to imagine. He likes to peel off the woman's skin and make it into a beauty drum.

"Hey, what is the Shaolin Temple in the Central Plains like?" Huanxi asked in half-baked Chinese dialect. He was originally a Hu Er from the Western Regions, but was accepted as a disciple by Huo Foreword Tuo because of his outstanding roots and bones.

His greatest wish in his life was to see Shaolin, but he was also very afraid of the Shaolin Temple mentioned by his master.

"The thousand-year-old temple is very strong." Sun Yifeng replied casually.

"Where will you compare with your world?" asked Huanxi Monk again.

"The world will be the world's people, and it will naturally be invincible!" Sun Yifeng said proudly.

"Hahaha! The kids kill all these guys!" said the monk with a smile. He and Ouyang Bailong were frightened by the sky-bombing thunder just now, so they planned to see the situation before taking action.

The only difference between the monks in the Vajra Gate and the horse thief was that they had no hair. They roared and rushed towards Sun Yifeng, and the warriors in Bailong Villa became much more elegant.

But the weapons on their hands shone with strange light, which was obviously poisonous.

The arrows of the crossbow were not retracted, and the Thunder could not be used at such a close distance. They pulled out the long sword at their waists. Most of the gangs in the World Association used swords, and they were all good at using swords!

The fifty people Sun Yifeng led were the elites in his rudder.

After the fight, Huanxi Monk and Ouyang Bailong looked at each other.

These guys are really scary. The monks of the Vajra Sect and the masters of Bailong Villa were suppressed by these fifty people.

They not only have skillful sword skills, but also have a very tacit cooperation.
Chapter completed!