Chapter 1307 The Base of the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate

Long Qingxie raised his hand and slashed at a long sword, instantly cutting the long sword in front of him in half, but countless flying arrows came from all directions.

The three of them stood back to back in an instant, resisting the flying arrows from all directions.

Numerous long arrows flew towards him with incomparable speed and strength. Nangong Yi frowned slightly, split an arrow, and turned his head to look in the direction of the main entrance.

In the direction of the main entrance, other people are still fighting.

"It's true now, any kind of fool can come and disturb me at will." In the hall, the arrows flying all over the sky suddenly disappeared in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, from the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate, a man in black robe suddenly leaped out. The aura emanating from this man was extremely gloomy. He leaped forward and stood in front of several people.

At this time, Situ Lan and the others were still fighting outside, but they were already very anxious in their hearts, because no one knew what was going on inside, and if it was a step too late, no one could estimate the damage that would be caused. These people in front of them are really difficult.

Situ Lan raised his hand and stabbed the long sword towards the face of the man in black in front of him, but the man in black easily avoided, sneered, and grabbed Situ Lan.

The black vindictiveness made his hands look extraordinarily terrifying. With a murderous aura, he grabbed Situ Lan's face, and Situ Lan turned to avoid it.

Situ Lan still wondered why there are so many masters in this place, and the level of these people's subordinates is not low, and they have terrible power. Among so many men in black present, there are very few people with low level And less.

Sure enough, there is a big problem with this lake, and it is also very attractive to me.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly realized that the person in front of him was close in front of him. He took a deep breath, and wrapped his palm in fighting spirit, and slapped that person's chest.

The man in black didn't dodge, but his fighting spirit was like a layer of armor. He stepped forward to block Situ Lan, and then stabbed his long sword fiercely at Situ Lan's left chest.

Situ Lan gasped, and hurriedly turned sideways, but was inevitably stabbed in the shoulder by the man in black in front of him.

Immediately, blood flowed down his sleeves, and his face turned pale for a while.

It was almost pierced into the heart, Situ Lan thought in his heart that it was dangerous, he took two steps back and tried to pull the sword away from his body, but the man in black didn't give him a chance, he took two steps forward and beat him hard Push back hard.

Situ Lan grinned and panted heavily. He grabbed the blade of the sword, his foot wrapped in fighting spirit, and stomped hard, forcing himself to stop abruptly, but his shoulder was also pierced by the long sword.

His whole body softened and he almost fell, Situ Lan bit his tongue hard, forced himself to stand up, then picked up the long sword, trembling, and stabbed it towards the man in black's stomach.

Meng Bai saw that Situ Lan was in danger and wanted to come forward to rescue him, but he was entangled by the man in black. He felt anxious and wanted to quickly check Situ Lan's situation, but he didn't notice the little guy behind him. Luo quietly stepped forward and stabbed Meng Bai in the back.

"Ah!" Meng Bai suddenly felt his eyes darkened, almost suffocated, he hurriedly took two steps forward, and turned around.

I saw a man in black behind him, looking at Meng Bai in front of him with a sneer, raised his long sword, and was about to step forward again.

Meng Bai's face was already pale, but he thought in his heart that he was sloppy. He raised his hand and wrapped his fighting spirit around his palm, and pulled that person over abruptly, severing his neck.

After exhaling, Meng Bai covered his waist with his backhand, sat softly on the ground, lowered his head, and panted violently.

"Are you okay!" Shangguan's voice suddenly came from a distance.

"Ah..." Then, a scream was heard.

Suddenly a dark figure appeared beside him, Meng Bai raised his head with difficulty, looked at Shangguan, and put a faint smile on his pale face: "I'm fine."

But before he finished speaking, his face turned pale again, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he couldn't see clearly.

Shangguan's face suddenly turned cold, he squeezed Meng Bai's shoulder, then stood up and walked forward. "Hell does not accept nameless ghosts! Report your name!"

He only heard the other party sneer and said, "He Huai."

Shangguan laughed out loud, and the black fighting spirit all over his body soared into the sky. The person in front of him was stunned for a moment, then suddenly sneered, "So it's Shangguan... the former young master."

However, Shangguan's realm is much higher than He Huai's after all, He Huai is still in a daze, but Shangguan has already rushed in front of He Huai and punched him down.

There was only a crisp sound, and before He Huai could react, he was already blown away. A lot of bones in his body seemed to be broken, and he fell to the ground several meters away, vomiting blood from his mouth and unable to get up.

He turned around angrily, looked at the people around who were too timid to attack, and said coldly, "Who dares to come here!"

The little ones were suddenly terrified, because at this time Shangguan's face was covered with blood, he was standing in the shadows with his back to the sun, his face was as cold as a glacier, like a Shura from hell, those little ones trembled They looked at each other, but no one continued to come forward.

Shangguan helped Meng Bai up, and walked towards the front surrounded by a group of men in black.

But the men in black looked at them and didn't stop them.

Shangguan's current expression is like a person walking out of an iceberg, without a smile at all, his whole body exudes a murderous aura, and the young people in front of him gave way in fright.

In the dark night, the smell of blood continued to spread.

The black ghost-like figure kept shuttling among the guards at the entrance of the dungeon, and the guards fell down one by one without making a sound, without even an exclamation in time.

Originally, there were many formations and organs arranged in the dungeon, and it was also the base of the Wanshoumen.

Therefore, there is no need for too many guards at all, not to mention that these guards are placed here, and more of their effect is to detect the formation, which also provides convenience for Leng Qingshui and others to attack.

Soon, the guards were all lost to the elites of the Killer Corps.

The killers who had been trained for a long time didn't need to be given too many instructions, they moved their hands cleanly, and quickly cleaned up all the corpses on the ground. You won't find out that a massacre has already been experienced here.

Until now, Leng Qingshui looked around calmly, then nodded directly to his subordinates, and said, "Let's go."

Without saying a word, the group of people drilled into the dungeon one after another.

When passing through the formation, a golden light flickered, and the killers kept walking, but they continued to walk inside. After everyone entered, the golden light quickly fell silent again, as if nothing had happened.