My Master is Lin Zhengying

"..."

The demons kept shouting, and more and more people appeared.

After a while, the number of people rushing out of the forest has reached as many as seventy or eighty.

Roaring, laughing, dense and continuous ringing.

Chang Fei, Zuo Sanqian and the others panicked after seeing so many monsters.

After being hunted down for a day, he has already become a frightened bird.

They were originally responding to the Daoist League's call.

Those who also went to Baishamen in Kunshan to help in the battle, gathered ten people one after another along the way.

When they got near Feiyu Ridge, they bumped into three demons from the Ten Thousand Gu Sect.

There is no balance between good and evil, so there is no need to think about it?

Several people made a decisive decision and immediately attacked the three demons from the Wan Gu sect.

Although the three monsters were killed.

But they don't know that there are many monsters gathering around here.

One of them sent a signal before dying.

For a while, the surrounding brigade was attracted over.

As a result, ten of them were constantly hunted down.

During this journey, four people have already died in martyrdom.

Until now, I met Nanchen Jiushu and others.

Four of them didn't know Uncle Jiu, nor did they know Nan Chen.

Seeing so many monsters attacking.

Trepidation:

"We, let's run away!"

"Yes, everyone, there are many people on the other side, we don't need to fight!"

"Yes, yes, yes, if you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of being burned out."

Three of them spoke in succession.

Obviously, they don't trust Uncle Jiu, Nan Chen and others.

But Nan Chen said coldly:

"Don't worry, with my master here, nothing will happen.

Not one of these monsters will survive tonight! "

At the end, Nan Chen also pulled out the Ten Fox Sword.

Jia Le also pulled out the giant gate on his back.

Wen Cai raised the staff of Jiuju.

Uncle Jiu's face was cold, the reason why he didn't do it directly.

Instead, they searched for the disciples of the Maoshan Sect among the crowd.

For these traitors, he can only clean up the house for his master Bai Yuzhen.

Soon, Uncle Jiu had locked on the Maoshan traitor.

There are as many as eleven people in total.

The demons are no more than a hundred meters away from them.

Uncle Jiu suddenly snorted coldly and kicked his feet.

With a "bang", it rushed out, leaving only an afterimage.

And the powerful shock of the strong wind and profound energy.

"Good, very strong!"

"This, what kind of cultivation is this?"

"This, this senior is so fast!"

"..."

These casual cultivators haven't reacted yet.

Nanchen Jiale, a literary talent, also followed quickly.

Although the speed of the three of them was not as fast as Uncle Jiu's, their agility wasn't too bad either.

"They, they really killed them!"

Zuo Sanqian saw the surprise of the four casual cultivators, but smiled: