Until the flickering flames illuminate the high cliffs.

  Hong Leis face suddenly changed, but after seeing the cultivation of that group of people, his eyes added a hint of doubt.

  Under the watchful eyes of everyone.

  That silver-haired old man with a gaunt face slowly took a step forward.

  His face remained as calm as ever, without a ripple of emotion.

  He jumped straight down from the high cliff, with his trousers rolled up and two bamboo-like legs wearing cloth shoes, landing steadily.

  "Form up!"

  Hong Leis pupils contracted, and he drew out his waist knife.

  Even without Zhao Kanglins command, the twenty or so inner camp Jinjiao officers had already found their positions. With a flip of their palms, dark chains emerged from their sleeves like giant pythons, emitting an aura of coldness and menace.

  The rest of the outsiders were all different in their postures, each with their own unique skills, especially that old Yu Ye Jing Lao Xiao Wei, who actually pulled out a pair of crescent moon shaped daggers.

  Under such circumstances, Angry Sword Old Man can be said to have a very small chance of winning.

  But his calm and composed demeanor made Hong Yue inexplicably feel a little flustered.

  Just then, a heavy object came flying out of the night sky.

  When it finally landed with a loud crash, its exaggerated shape was revealed, and everyone was stunned.

  Zhao Kanglins neck was twisted back, his head drooping down, all four limbs broken, and his arm bones were torn off, like sharp blades inserted into his waist and abdomen. Before he died, his face was still filled with confusion and helplessness.

  Then, a figure in a blue and white striped shirt slowly emerged.

  A flat, scale-covered head protrudes from the circular collar, with raised vertical pupils on either side of the skull and an extremely long mouth slightly ajar, revealing two rows of sharp teeth.

  "Are you from the Yangchun River Dragon Clan?"

  Hong Lei slowly took a deep breath and recognized this extremely recognizable demon.

  The stench of blood and gas is so pungent that its piercingly nose-piercing even from a distance.

  He looked back at the silver-haired old man in front of him: "......"

  "The Demon-Slaying Department says were in cahoots with demons, Ive been thinking about it over and over."

  The old man with a furious sword walked with a steady pace. With each step he took, the anger in his eyes decreased by half, and the aura on his body became even more powerful.

  He slanted his grip on the iron sword, which was over five feet long, and sparks flew from the blade as it scraped against the ground.

  The old mans voice was hoarse: "Id better be really colluding with demons."

  Many of the company officers faces were ashen, and they managed to maintain their formation without dispersing not because they werent panicked, but because they had already guessed their own fate.

  Can be solved in a short period of time Zhao Pian Jiang, at least is a Yu Ye Jing Yuan Man of demon, and even more powerful than Nu Jian Long Lao.

  "Whats the point."

  Hong Lei slightly sighed and lowered his head, his tone was flat, as if he was describing a fact: "This time, Qingfeng Mountain is really going to be gone."

  One General of Suppressing Demons can make Qingfeng Mountain gasp for breath, such a master, each of the twelve counties in Qingzhou has one stationed.

  If disregarding the cost of mobilization and putting it in second place, annihilating a family would be just one order from the commander-in-chief.

  "Ive spent my whole life slaying demons, even if it was for fame and fortune, to exchange their demon cores for precious elixirs, but in the end, I have no regrets."

  "In the end, however, they colluded with each other, how ridiculous."

  The old man with the angry sword walked closer and closer, until the aura on his body almost reached its peak: "The sect leader is confused, disappointing us. Now, I will use my old and weak body to exchange for your lives, to clear a path of survival for the innocent disciples of Qingfeng Mountain."

  The anger in his eyes was completely exhausted, like a candle in the wind, but the flames were still raging and terrifying.

  Unfortunately, it still fell short by a hairs breadth and failed to reach the true pinnacle.

  The old man with the angry sword had a slightly complex expression, raised his sword and pointed at Shen Yi in the crowd: "You spared my beloved disciples life, but I cannot spare you. I hope the Prefect will forgive me for borrowing your head."

  “……”

  "Cant you just give it to me instead of lending it?"

  Borrowing money is one thing, but why come at me with a knife?

  By now, he probably figured out what was going on.

  The Demon Vanquishing Department is right, there are indeed demons on the mountain, and they really didnt think of taking action against Qingfeng Mountain, otherwise they wouldnt have just let the school lieutenants guard the mountain path.

  The disciples of Qingfeng Mountain are not wrong, they just dont want to be forced to accompany the demons in their burial, but cant take charge.

  All are like water fleas, each for their own career and life, doing their best to fight.

  Shen Yis slender fingers landed on the hilt of the knife and immediately tightened his grip.

  "My time is almost up, I wont be able to take your head... its better to hand it over... Of course, you can also try to escape, there should be a good chance."

  The old man of the Angry Sword Sect frankly acknowledged the young mans strength. He was over 300 years old, his body withered and dry. Even if he used a secret method to squeeze out the last bit of vitality, it would be impossible for him to be an opponent for this young man who had just broken through to the Jade Liquid Realm, whose entire body was like a precious medicine from heaven and earth.

  But similarly, the other party is also unlikely to be a match for this thousand-year-old dragon turtle.

  When he heard this, Hong Lei looked at him in surprise.

  Originally thought everyone was waiting for death, just wanting to put in their best effort and die a little more beautifully, didnt expect that Shen Yi still had the strength left, even this old man admitted he wasnt as good.

  In just a few short sentences of conversation.

  The turtle dragon has come over, with human emotions flickering in its bulging eyes: "He just said it casually, dont really believe it, actually theres no chance."

  It stretched out its claws, lightly touching the nostrils, and a hint of heat was added to its tone, somewhat embarrassed: "You have the scent of my masters house... Ive really been trying hard to suppress it... but still cant wait to chew your flesh."

  As it spoke, thick transparent saliva dripped from the corners of its flat, long mouth.

  "Its like this..."

  The alligators skull trembled, constantly grinding its teeth, with an increasingly turbulent greed in its eyes, as if it saw the most precious delicacy in the world.

  Wouldnt it be great to strangle the opponent to pieces in his arms, savoring every bit of blood and flesh, swallowing them slowly, turning them into a part of his own body.

  What a pleasant surprise! What a pleasant surprise!

  He left Yangchun River this time because he heard that Liu Ye was trapped by the Demon Suppression Department, and the master of the house was anxious, so he sent himself to investigate the news.

  Sixth Master has not returned to Jianghe Dongfu for a hundred or two hundred years.

  The turtle dragon never thought it could rescue the opponent under the hands of the demon-suppressing department, but casually came to take a look and sniffed out the flavor it had been dreaming of on a martial artist.

  At this point, she steadied her slightly trembling body and cast her gaze over there once again.

  What a treasure of fine food! If it could be paired with the thrill of facing death, that would be even better!

  "I really want to eat you now..."

  Under the bizarre and terrifying appearance of the Jiaolong, many Zhenmo Xiawei were numb with fear.

  Only those who slowly draw their swords.

  Disheveled hair, downcast eyes, at an angle where no one noticed, emotions similar to those of a dragonfly gradually emerged.

  Same fervor, just more subdued.

  Shen Yi raised her head, and the corners of her mouth slightly curled up: "Thats really too coincidental."

  Under the piercing gaze, the dragon turtle suddenly became much quieter, the scorching heat in its eyes quickly dissipated, turning into astonishment, shock, and finally all transformed into boundless irritation!

  Just like seeing a plump and tender animal on the plate suddenly raise its head, revealing sharp teeth and greedy eyes.

  Even more greedy than oneself!

  Does he want to eat me?!