The black iron rings loyally surrounded Sikong Huang. Seeing the iron rings that protected him in the middle, Sikong Huang was also stunned, but he instantly realized that Sikong Xiao left behind to protect him. His cold eyes unconsciously flowed with the soft light that only appeared when he was alone at Sikong Xiao.

"Hmph, do you think you can save your life spirit treasure by leaving behind?"

The leader of the Yin-Yang Sect stretched out his hand and the long sword immediately returned to his hand. The cultivation level of the top eleventh level was poured into the spiritual sword like a sea. In an instant, the sword emitted a dazzling white light.

Although Sikong Huang is protected by the soul-locking ring, Sikong Xiao's cultivation is much worse than that of the leader of the Yin-Yang Sect. Moreover, Sikong Huang has no cultivation at this moment. If it weren't for the body of the top-grade spiritual cultivator, he would probably be shaken into powder in an instant. Even so, Sikong Huang was still blew black blood from the powerful of the top-grade eleventh level.

Seeing that the sword was about to be cut off, Sikong Huang's face changed drastically.

If the person in front of him comes with a sword, there is no need to guess that he will die. But Xiaoxiao, this spiritual treasure of the same life will also be damaged by most of it. Thinking of this, Sikong Huang forced himself to raise his breath and shouted: "Don't you want to know where Master is now?"

“…”

The sword of the Yin-Yang Sect Master was paused when he heard this. Sikong Huang saw the sharp eyes under her veil swaying. He knew that she was still thinking about the old love, so he immediately said: "Master saves you, raises you, and raises you. Have you forgotten all the kindness you have for decades?"

"No……"

The leader of Yin and Yang Sect murmured and put away his sword.

"Since that's the case..." The feeling of powerlessness spread across all limbs and Sikong Huang couldn't control himself and fell backwards, falling on the couch and panting, "Since that's the case... you should know that what Master hates most is the same as his fellow disciples."

The leader of the Yin-Yang Sect stood there, as if he was thinking about the past. After a while, she lowered her head and squeezed out from her throat: "Master, is he okay?"

“…”

After a long time, the leader of the Yin-Yang Sect frowned and raised his head, only to find that Sikong Huang on the couch had already fainted.

He stepped forward to explore Sikong Huang's vein and thought to himself that he was lucky enough to be angry. After thinking about it, he picked up the person and turned around and walked into the dark hall.

*

Sikong Huang was facing the tits, and Sikong Xiao was also in dire straits, especially Sikong Xiao. Since the soul-locking ring that had just left on Sikong Huang was stimulated, she fell into a state of madness. The desperate posture made the other four people tremble.

"Ahem..."

Lei Linjun and others were thrown into the mud by Hydra's neck. Before they could struggle, a person had already burst on the ground and rushed to Hydra's last two heads like lightning.

Feng Rumo spit out the mud in his mouth twice. He had always been well-educated and couldn't help but curse. Especially when he saw Lei Linjun, who was also muddy, he was even more angry, "Lei Linjun! You can't care about your sister? Is there such a way of playing?!"

Lei Linjun raised his head and roared, "If you have the ability, you will go! If you don't have the ability, don't compete with me!"

"Fuck!" Feng Rumo burst out in anger.

"roar!!"
Chapter completed!