Chapter 384

"Lin Chen, you escort the new disciples back to the sect."

"Leave the rest to this seat!"

"Good!"

Lin Chen did not hesitate, a promise down, worried that the leader they can not deal with? It doesn't exist. As long as the new disciples are well protected and the leader has no worries about his future, he is afraid that the evil people are not enough to kill.

All the xuekutang disciples in the front row were attracted by the sudden appearance of Cangshan sect disciples, and all of them besieged the place where the firepower was most concentrated.

Where can you remember that they came to search for people? One by one, they had red eyes, and they were even more crazy. Lin Chen and other inner disciples, with 20 new disciples, copied a path farthest from the battle area.

They quickly withdrew in the direction of the sect. Although they had not yet entered the school, they met the devil's road. These new disciples were very depressed. However, in order to protect them, Lin Chen and his inner disciples always confirmed their safety.

Only then will think of themselves, which undoubtedly makes these disciples who are not really joining Cangshan sect feel grateful to these senior brothers and sisters, so a group of people rush to the road.

Within half an hour, he was far away from the boundary of the blood Valley, which was also a temporary escape from the danger of being pursued and killed.

After Lin Chen left, Gu Zhong held a Colt Pistol and fired a shot at the head of the demon who was chasing Yang Hai.

"Bang!"

The leader's head suddenly blossomed, a stream of blood spurted on Yang Hai's back, feeling that the enemy chasing him was solved.

Looking in the direction of the sound of the gun, it was right at the serious eyes of the ancient clock.

Yang Hai's legs no longer tremble, and people also "brush" to stand up, a body of skills back to the body, let him display the wall art.

"Brush!"

Legs open, like ghosts!

He didn't run back, but rushed forward in a big stride. When another disciple of xuekutang took the shot, he used a machete to cut. Countless crescent shaped and curved sword shaped streamers penetrated the killer's body.

Then he fell on the ground powerless, body shape toward the side of the clever change, to avoid one attack after another, but also brewing the next martial arts.

"Damn it! A look from the leader is so effective

While turning into ghosts and reaping the disciples of xuekutang, Xiaozhao sighs.

Gu Zhong soon joined the battle, but his target was not the ordinary disciples, but the vice leader sitting on the stone slab, octopus hand.

Of course, Gu Zhong doesn't know his name yet. If he does, he must stand still and laugh for three minutes.

"Your opponent is me!"

Guzhong Longjian only wanted to attack Zhou ruoxiao's Octopus hand. The octopus hand's eyes narrowed slightly, looked at Gu Zhong, and said in a solemn voice: "OK! Kill you first. "

……

The ancient bell and octopus are in the middle of the battle. Around them, the sound of all kinds of weapons exploding and all kinds of aura are mixed together.

Among them, the voice of Colt Pistol possessed by the disciples of the wind and rain hall is the most beautiful, because every time it rings, there will be a disciple of xuekutang who will be shot in the head.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

Not far away, Lao Zhao and Xiao Hei stood on the tree, fired two more shots, and each shot three targets.

The disciple of xuekutang was frightened and said, "what kind of hidden weapon is this?"

Although they were very angry, they still told their brothers, "they still have people attacking us. Be careful!"

Sand and sand! All the disciples of the wind and rain hall joined in the battle.

It turns into a black shadow from both sides and shuttles in the battlefield like a ghost.

"Withdraw!"

There were Cangshan sect's disciples showing their skills in front of them. In the dark, there were hidden weapons that could not be prevented. The disciples of xuekutang realized that it was not good and decided to withdraw immediately.

After all, their base camp is not too far away in this sinkhole. If you can go back to the base camp, it's nothing for a person like Guzhong.

But when they turned, they saw a strong man sitting on the mountain road leading to the exit.

The man had a single arm on his thigh, a gloomy face, black bangs fluttering in the wind, revealing a cold and fierce face.

There was a sword beside him. Though it was not scabbard, it was chilly.

Who? Wang XingKong, he was so quietly sitting in the middle of the mountain road, his whole body had the momentum of a man in charge of everything.

"Bang! Bang

And behind, Cangshan sect disciples rushed up with weapons. Wang Xing blocked the way, and there were killers in the dark.

Within a short period of time, those surrounded became the disciples of xuekutang.

What's terrible is that the octopus with the ancient bell is not even as good as the blue robed brother of Cangshan sect, but a few moves gradually fail.

Seeing the situation getting more and more serious, "bloodthirsty skill!" The octopus shouts in a deep voice.

"Ouch, ouch!"

All of them put away their weapons one after another, and their blood flowed back. Even the brown blood and tears flowed out of their pupils, and they stretched out their tongues to lick up the blood. All of these blood withered disciples suddenly felt fierce like wild animals.www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!