Chapter 181 (1/2)

”Young master, do you know anything?” Feng Yaoyao looks at Jiang Hao and asks in some doubt.

”Look at the three men in that corner. Where are their eyes fixed? Although they have magic weapons to hide their strength, the evil spirit they send out shows his strength Jiang Hao said slowly: ”they are the magic cultivation of jiedan period, and still hold the heart of death.”

”What's their purpose?” Ye Ling is also surprised and looks at Jiang Hao and asks in a hurry.

Jiang Hao said helplessly: ”I know so much, these are my own speculation.”

Three people a Leng looking at Jiang Hao's eyes also with a smile.

”Start!” All of a sudden, a monk in black gave a low voice, and the whole person stood up in an instant, then turned into a shadow, and rushed directly to the girl entangled with the dark sky.

Ye Xiaodie looks at the black robed friar who rushes towards him. He is slightly stunned, and takes out his soft sword from the storage bag. With the aura entering the soft sword, the soft sword is straight in a moment, and even makes a faint sound of sword chanting.

Sonorous!

The soft sword in ye Xiaodie's hand was waved out in an instant. The monk in black robe held a black machete in his hand. His eyes were bloodthirsty.

The black robed friar was a monk in jiedan period, while ye Xiaodie was only a great perfectionist in Bigu period. There was a great difference between them.

When the black robed friar moved, the other two black robed friars also instantly moved. Their speed was as fast as the shadow. Among these friars, both of them were in the period of Dan jiedan, and they were still in the middle of the pill. The strongest of these friars was the Bigu period.

Only in a flash, except for Jiang Hao, all the other friars died.

”You've done a good job, but I'm curious. Why didn't you kill us?” Jiang Hao looked at the two monks in black, with a trace of banter in his eyes.

”There's always going to be someone to back up, isn't it? If I kill you, there will be no one to take my back. ” The two monks in black looked at Jiang Hao and said with disdain.

Jiang Hao smiles. He has no emotion in his eyes. As a monk in the middle period of jiedan, he only needs a sword.

”Xiao Cheng, you choose one person, the rest, let Yao Yao and ling'er come.” Jiang Hao looked at Xiao Cheng and Ye Ling and said slowly.

Xiao Cheng nodded, took out his sword and rushed to one of the black robed friars. Feng Yaoyao and Ye Ling, without hesitation, rushed to the other.