Chapter 602

Touch!

With a loud noise, a young man fell to the ground like a broken kite on the hall of the inner door. There was a trace of crimson color on the corners of his mouth, and his face was instantly depressed.

Around the onlookers, Xie Wuyue and others looked at all this coldly and remained silent. The other disciples who were ready to play were trembling one by one, and their legs were already shaking.

"Is this the elite disciple of the magic policy sect? Hum, it's vulnerable!" In the guest seat, an old man with black hair glanced sideways at everyone present and smiled coldly.

A great young man beside him also showed a cold smile and said in a noncommittal voice, "third brother, is the master you said really from the magic policy sect?"

"Absolutely not wrong, second brother. I heard the four little things call him housekeeper Zhuo!" In the middle of the field, a strange young man glanced at the people with a depressed face, but it was Han sanshao. He couldn't help shouting: "where's the boy? Let him come out and fight with my second brother. Don't hide and don't make a sound, just like a shrinking turtle!"

The stone worshipper unconsciously touched his nose, looked at the black haired old man and said faintly, "elder Mo, even if you are the Third Sect in the middle, you can't be so arrogant. I have already said that we are a clan, not a family. Where did you get the housekeeper? Elders offer a lot of sacrifices. Why don't you choose one to compete? "

"Hum... No need. We're just here to compete among disciples and promote two exchanges. What does the elder say? If you don't know, you think we're at war! "

The body was slightly shocked, and all the elders were gloomy. Even Xie Wuyue looked at him angrily.

Nima, the old man dares to threaten them with war. Even if the demon soul sect is the middle three, they are the lower three, but as one of the three Tianyu protectors, it's not without the middle three. It's damned to scare them!

His eyes were gloomy and terrible. Xie Wuyue pointed to those timid disciples and burst out angrily: "what are you doing there? Hurry up! As an elite disciple, don't you even have the courage? If you lose, you'll all die! "

The body couldn't help shaking. The disciples were frightened and silent, and they were about to cry.

Nima, what's the matter with the elite sect? Now the strong members of the elite sect have been dug up by the factotum. What combat power do they have compared with the three strongest members of the demon soul sect?

Just this cold three young people, they are no longer opponents, let alone there is a covetous cold two young people sitting there. Even if it is a wheel battle, they can't fight!

Han sanshao also looked at them with an evil smile and sneered: "Yo, this is the top elite disciple of the magic policy sect. It's so bad. No wonder the Shuanglong meeting was at the bottom last time. It seems that I can pick it completely if I'm cold three and one less. Ha ha... "

The cheek couldn't help but smoke hard, and the evil moon was almost smoking. The last double dragon meeting was the biggest pain in his heart, but this time he asked a younger generation to expose his scars in front of him and on his territory, but he could no longer hang his face. The anger in his eyes is like spitting fire.

Elder namo and Han Er were rare. They looked at each other with a sneer, and their faces were full of contempt.

"Hum, who do you think you are when you want to challenge the elite alone? Do you have that ability?" Suddenly, a big drink sounded, and the three figures, dressed in coarse linen clothes and carrying a big broom in their hands, slowly came to the public.

Qi Changlong walked in front of him, followed by Bai Lian and green scorpion.

They are all experts of the elite sect who have passed many tests before entering the elite factotum room. However, they have become factotum. They wear ragged clothes and have fried brooms in their hands, just like the children of the beggars' sect!

When Han sanshao and others saw this, they were all confused. Who are these guys? It seems that they exist at the bottom of the sect. How can they interrupt here!

However, to their surprise, when they saw Qi Changlong coming, the elite disciples rushed up in tears as if they had seen the Savior.

"Elder martial brother Qi, you are here at last. If you don't come again, we think the whole army will be destroyed! "

"Yes, yes, they are too cruel and never stay!"

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Elite sect disciple, you tell me your distress and fear one by one, while Qi Changlong's face becomes more and more angry. Han sanshao and others looked at all this, but they were a little confused.

What's the matter? A group of young masters and sons asked a group of beggars for help. What the hell is the devil of the devil policy sect?

Glancing at the younger martial brother lying on the ground and bleeding, Qi Changlong understood that he was a six master of shenzhao, but he was still killed by one move. It can be seen that the other party's strength is high and should not be underestimated.

So he looked at the cold three shaos again. Sure enough, he was a master of shenzhao eight, so he raised his feet and shouted: "cold three shaos of demon soul sect, I've heard a lot about your name. I'll learn your skills!"

Hoo!

A strong momentum blew past, and Han sanshao narrowed his eyes and looked at him solemnly: "God shines on the ninth reformer? Give me your name! "

"Factotum room, Qi Changlong!" With a cold hum, Qi Changlong roared loudly.

With a slight frown, Han sanshao turned his head and looked at Han Ershao and Mo Changlao behind him. They were all inexplicable.

Factotum?

Why is a worker? He is a nine strong man according to God. Will the devil policy sect appreciate talents. Such cultivation, let him be a worker?

But looking at the two people behind Qi Changlong, one God shines on jiuzhong and the other God shines on eightfold, and the three people are speechless.

No wonder this magic policy sect has been at the bottom of the nine sects in recent years. Talents are so abandoned!

However, he did not care. As long as someone who was not afraid of death came to die, he took them all.

Without feeling evil smile, Han sanshao showed a pair of cold teeth and said contemptuously, "God shines on jiuzhong, which is still a bit confusing. But... If the cultivation is one level higher than me, ordinary people are useless! "

"Hum, then see if I'm an ordinary person!"

With a cold hum, Qi Changlong immediately coagulated his pupils and rushed forward. Han sanshao smiled coldly and rushed out without hesitation.

Touch!

With a loud noise, the two palms met. Han sanshao shook his body slightly, and Wu ran stood in place without moving. Qi Changlong stepped back again and again. He stepped back ten steps before he stopped.

How is that possible?

The pupil of his eye could not help shrinking. Qi Changlong couldn't believe it was true. Obviously, his cultivation is higher. Why is he at an obvious disadvantage when he fights with the other party?

He didn't understand. Green scorpion and Bai Lian were also surprised, and doubts sprang up in their hearts.

Without realizing it, Han sanshao sneered again and again: "hahaha... See, even if your cultivation is one higher than me, the strength and width of Yuanli muscles and veins are not as good as me. This is the secret of the sect. Do you know how many panacea you have taken and how much you have taken since you were young and cultivated? This is the religious gap. Moreover, with the progress of the double dragon Association, the resources obtained by zongmen are more and more uneven, and the difference in strength is greater. The next three cases want to turn to the middle three cases, which will never be possible! "

The eyelids could not help shaking. All the people of the magic policy sect were angry, and Qi Changlong showed an unyielding color.

It seemed that he saw the stubbornness in their hearts. Han sanshao smiled coldly, hooked his fingers to the three people, and sneered: "don't you agree, come again! Three together, until you are satisfied. Let's see what a natural gap is! "

"Well, that's what you said. If you lose at that time, don't blame us for bullying less with more!" Qi Changlong was not hypocritical. Knowing that fighting alone was not the enemy of the other party, he immediately took advantage of the situation and agreed.

Evil smiled and Han sanshao said, "just the three of you, there's still some taste together. It's too boring to fight alone. You can't even warm up!"

"Arrogance!"

Qi Changlong and the other two looked at each other. They all took one step and rushed out.

For a moment, the wind howled and the momentum was surging. The three went all out to fight together and really pressed each other like a mountain. That strong strength excited all the elite disciples present.

The three masters of the original elite sect attack together. They are so strong that even if they are cold, they will not be able to withstand it!

However, seeing this scene, Han Er Shao and elder Mo are calm and natural, and they are not worried. Even Han San Shao, who is in the presence, still wears a strange smile, and seems not to pay attention to the strong attack of these three people.

"Poison fog is all over the sky!"

"Meteors fall to the ground!"

"The earth is empty!"

The green, white and yellow lights reflect each other, condense together, and suddenly press against the cold three shaos, just like Mount Tai. Han San was rare, but he was noncommittal. His whole body was shining with black light. He began to play the formula in his hand, and suddenly flashed a strange light in his eyes.

"Quasi ground level martial arts, demon shadow soul chaser!"

WOW!

With a wave of his hands forward, a dark virtual shadow suddenly appeared around Han sanshao's body, shouting fiercely, and ran to the three people like a ghost. With a roar, the light of the three in one was scattered in an instant.

Poof!

Couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, and the three flew out together. But just then, the shadow continued to pursue without stopping, and suddenly caught them on the head like a palm of the hand.

Wu ran, in bursts of mournful wailing, the three suddenly felt that they had a headache and wanted to crack, as if they were about to explode. Han sanshao grinned and showed a bloody smile.

"No, he's trying to break up their Yuanshen!" The pupil of the eye could not help but shrink. Bai Xian couldn't help shouting. He immediately stood up with an anxious look on his face.

When Qi Xianfeng saw it, he also looked worried and clenched his fists tightly.

However, before they could make a move, the other elder Mo's chuckle suddenly sounded and laughed again and again: "there is no reason for the elder to offer to intervene in the competition among disciples? Don't the magic policy sect even understand these rules and make the world laugh? "

"Sect leader..." their eyelids trembled slightly. Bai offered them to quickly look at the direction of evil Wuyue, but they saw that evil Wuyue had a gloomy face and didn't say a word. Obviously, the face of the sect is much more important than the lives of these disciples. Even if they die in battle, they can't worship the elders! Seeing this, Bai Xianfeng and the two looked at the three again, and they were about to break up. Their faces were so painful that they could not help but clench their fists. Even their fingernails were buckled into the meat, gnashing their teeth, but there was nothing they could do. The more demons are, the stricter the rules are. Breaking the rules is a capital crime. In the end, I'm afraid none of their ancestors and grandchildren can run away. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have died our translation