Chapter 1235

"Protect the young suzerain!" Everyone looked at the terrifying silver dragon and shouted.

They never expected that the mysterious masked man standing there would dare to attack when most of the people had run away.

The dragon was extremely fast, and by the time they reacted, it was too late to stop it.

The handsome man's indifferent face showed panic, his body gathered aura, and the long sword in his hand trembled slightly.

"Wu... Wu Sheng is the strongest!"

The speed of the dragon, the aura of the dragon, no matter how you look at it, it looks like the strongest martial artist.

Only the most powerful martial saints can make them unable to react.

All the disciples of Dan Qizong rushed towards Qi Wuye without fear of death.

Qi Wuye is the son of the suzerain, and he is the most talented warrior. Now he is a martial saint, and the sect has always cultivated him as the most powerful warrior.

If he dies here, most of the people here will pay for his life, and a small number of people will also be assigned.

Qi Wuye can't die!

Seeing the unstoppable appearance of the silver dragon in front of Qi Wuye, when everyone was helpless, a high-pitched and old voice sounded in the secret realm.

"Block me!"

An old man full of vicissitudes, wearing a gray ordinary gown, suddenly appeared in front of Qi Wuye, with a light sword, a white light and shadow appeared on the long sword, piercing the void, and striking the silver dragon.

"Wave……"

The mighty silver dragon, like a bubble, was pierced by white light and shadow, and disappeared. The light and shadow continued to fly at an unabated speed, and when it touched the two unlucky martial saints of Dan Qizong, they split them in half instantly , Blood splattered all over the ground.

"Great... Great Elder, mighty!"

Seeing such a frightening silver dragon being smashed by the Great Elder's sword, everyone cheered loudly. As for the two unlucky people who died, no one cared.

"Hmph..." Hearing the cheers of the crowd, the white-haired elder snorted heavily, "He is not a martial saint at all, this silver dragon is just a fake, any of you can defeat him. "

"Even if there is no defense at all, it can only cause minor injuries."

"Have we been lied to?"

Qi Wuye, who was sweating profusely and his heart was pounding, suddenly burst into anger.

Just now Qin Ming looked like an expert, and the big dragon looked so imposing. He never thought that this was just Qin Ming's false move.

Looking far away in the corridor, where there was still a single figure, Qin Ming, who was wearing a hateful white mask, had long since disappeared.

"Catch me, I'll tear him to pieces!"

"Yes!" The group of disciples divided some of them, and hurriedly chased in the direction where Qin Ming left.

Turning around, Qi Wuye cupped his hands respectfully to the Great Elder and said, "Elder Great, Qin Ming is our great enemy, and the Martial God Sect even has Wu Mo, a strong Emperor Wu, if we let them run away, once Wu Mo knows that we are What you have done, we will be in big trouble!"

Hearing this, the white-haired Great Elder wanted to make a move, but he looked at Qi Wuye again, and stopped helplessly, "Old man Qi Shuangqiu, all the tasks entrusted to me by the sect in this life have been successfully completed .”

"If I leave, if Qin Ming goes around and kills you without my protection, what will you do?"

"A person who can make that kind of false move is not weak. If he wants to kill you, without me, how much use can these wastes have?"

Hearing this, Qi Wuye sighed in his heart, he knew that it was impossible for the Great Elder to chase Qin Ming.

No matter how difficult the mission entrusted to him by the elder, he has always completed it without compromise, and he has never failed. He is also proud of this.

It was also for this reason that his father specially sent him to protect himself.

The Great Elder has a paranoid attachment to the task, and it is impossible to give up the task and chase Qin Ming.