The cultivator who was pulled away saw the sharp blade across his throat, his face turned pale with fierce murderous intent, and a trace of fear rose in his heart.

If he couldn't avoid it just now, I'm afraid he has been killed on the spot!

Putting away the contempt and carelessness at the moment, the whole person became vigilant, and at this moment, saw the little girl leaning forward again, and the dagger in her hand was attacking him.

Hao'er and Mu Chen also took action at this moment. There were about a dozen of these monks who surrounded them, and in terms of their strength, there was no problem dealing with them.

Mu Chen waved the Long Yuan sword in his hand, and saw the sharp sword qi burst from the blade, the sword qi attacked, and the two monks who came up couldn't help but backed away.

Qingdi stood there with his hands and looked at him, but didn't help. He just watched the three people fight against the dozens of people. Seeing their skill and fighting power, he secretly nodded.

Talent is indeed extremely important. Like the three of them, they all have extraordinary talents. They can cultivate faster than ordinary monks, and their comprehension is not low. This is the case for combat effectiveness at a young age. He is naturally even more outstanding when he grows up.

He stood there with his eyes as if watching them fighting there, but his thoughts drifted away a bit. It was only when a man yelled at him with a sword and slashed at him.

"go to hell!"

Perhaps it was the scarlet blood of the corpse on the ground that stabbed his eyes, or it was that the sight of the three children killing people did not even blink their eyes. At this moment, this monk was in the moment of losing his mind. In an instant, he swung his sword and slashed at the man who stood still with his hands behind.

"Dare to shoot at my master? You are looking for death!"

Yue'er turned around and became angry when she saw that the monk was actually holding a sword and hacked towards their master.Although he knew that the man couldn't hurt their master, his action still angered her.

The dagger was held back in the hand on the other side, and a whip struck out with a whistle, curling the split long sword back and throwing it away, and at the same time, the whip was retracted, and the whip was drawn towards the person with a whistle.

"Let you act on my master! Whoops!"

The immature voice was angry, and what followed the sound was the sound of the whip hitting the air and the slap that fell on the monk.

From a distance, those who were only onlookers looked at the scene in front, and felt coldness from the soles of their feet, reaching their hearts.

Although they also wanted the ancient divine sword, they knew better that the man with three children was probably not an ordinary person. Therefore, when the monks walked around, they did not go up. Before, I just wanted to see if those monks could win the Dragon Abyss sword from those people.

But he didn't want to. The man didn't need to take action at all. The three disciples by his side had already abused the dozen or so monks.

The blood on the ground, and the horrified eyes of the monks when they died, all showed their fear and regret before death, and at the same time, they also brought them a deep shock and shock.

"hiss!"

Suddenly, a monk gasped, staring at the whip that the little girl wielded with wide eyes, and exclaimed in disbelief: "That's a magic whip! That, that's green. emperor!"

While exclaiming, the monk only felt his legs feel weak, and he sank down.