Chapter 880

It's funny and sad. Nangong Cang's mood is very complex now. He looks at Wang Haoran and has a hard to hide sadness in his eyes. The disciple he valued came to such an end.

"Little beast, I'll kill you."

In the sky, the strong man in the dark Pavilion looked at Wang Haoran and burst out a boundless killing intention. The hoarse roar came from his mouth, and the evil spirit surged and rushed towards the ancient wind.

"Old man, if you want to kill my disciples, you deserve it?"

Mo Lisheng whispered. His body broke out terrible strength at this time. His bent body suddenly straightened up, and his white hair turned black in an instant. In his turbid eyes, there was pure light flashing, and a terrible breath spread from him.

"You, you've made a great success of your three times against the sky." looking at the young stranger, the strong man in the dark Pavilion changed his face and shouted in a low voice.

"It's just a small success, but it's enough to deal with you." Mo Li snorted coldly. After a while, a silver light flew out of his hands and shot at the old man in the dark Pavilion.

"Bang"

That energy directly blew the old man of the dark Pavilion out.

"This old thing is so strong." Xue Changtian's face is also dignified and incomparable. Mo Lisheng's strength now is close to the seven levels of condensing soul realm. He is very powerful, and he is far from it.

Xuepo and Xiao are not separated from each other. They are also observing the movement here. The blood broken eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and there was an uneasy mood spreading in my heart. In the past, even if Mo Lisheng had such a strong cultivation, they would not be afraid. After all, their number occupied an advantage, but now it is different. Three to three. Although Xiao Buli doesn't really want to be an enemy with them, he has to consider the life of his baby great grandson.

"Xiao Buli, are you really going to stop me? Do you know that if we are killed, your end will not be much better." xuepo looked at Xiao Buli and said.

Xiao Bu Li also hesitated. Of course, he knew the consequences, but Xiao Cheng's life was in the hands of the ancient wind, and he had to consider this.

"Elder Xiao, he's right. If you choose to help me, you may die miserably. But I promised Xiao Cheng that I would let him sit as the leader of Xuehan palace. You can bet to see if I really would do so." Gu Feng said to Xiao Bu in the sky when he heard the blood breaking words

Xiao Buli's face changed for a while, and finally had to sigh: "blood broken, you don't have to say more. The life of the old great grandson is in his hands, so I can only choose so."

"Old man, you're harming all of us by making such a decision. If so, I can only kill you." xuepo's face became gloomy and looked at Xiao. His eyes twinkled with cold light and filled with cold air.

Xiao Bu Li smiled calmly: "just in time, let me experience the power of killing nerves in your blood hall."

Their voices fell, and the violent energy burst, and they also collided together in an instant. Xue Changtian and Su Qian also started fighting. Their attacks were extremely fierce without leaving their hands.

"Deputy hall leader, you'd better leave Cangwu hall with ordinary disciples. Staying here will only affect them." Gu Feng looked at the battle in the sky and looked at Yi shuihan.

"OK." Yi shuihan nodded, turned and walked towards many disciples. Although the disciples of Cangwu hall have different talents, they are very disciplined in action. Those ordinary disciples followed Yi shuihan and began to walk down the mountain.

They all know that the war here can no longer be participated by ordinary disciples like them. Even the strong ones in the soul forging realm will be blown to pieces in an instant, leaving only a dead end. The aftereffect of the battle of the strong in the soul state is very terrible.

In the sky, the battle of the six strong people in the soul forging realm continued, and the remaining more than 100 strong people in the soul forging realm retreated far away and watched the battle in the sky. They all know that the battle between the six is crucial. The winner will be king and the loser will die. And this war also concerns their lives

"Wang Haoran, I'm not bad with you. Why did you betray Cangwu hall and take refuge in the dark Pavilion." Nangong Cang looked at Wang Haoran and said in a trembling voice.

"Take refuge in the dark pavilion? Ha ha, it's funny, Nangong Cang. As the leader of the Cangwu hall, you've always been just a guy without brains. I've always been a man of the dark Pavilion. The purpose of entering the Cangwu hall is to get the Cangwu hall. I've never regarded myself as a disciple of the Cangwu hall. Since you're not, why betray me. I just hate now, don't I When I met this bastard for the first time, I decided to kill him. Otherwise, the Cangwu hall is my Wang Haoran, my dark Pavilion. "Wang Haoran said sarcastically, and finally looked at the ancient style with resentment.

"You... You... Poof..."

Nangong cangqi's face was pale, and finally a mouthful of blood spewed out.

Gu Feng looked at Nangong Cang and found that he was a lot older. He thought that Wang Haoran was a chess piece placed in Cangwu hall by the dark Pavilion, which dealt a great blow to him.

Gu Feng shook his head and said nothing. He also set his eyes on the sky, where the battle is the most important. Even now, he doesn't have the power to fight back against the strong people in the soul state. Previously, although he was injured by snow for a long time, it was just a sneak attack.

The war between the six strong souls was extremely fierce. The terrible spiritual power poured out one after another spread and shook the surrounding void. The buildings of Cangwu hall collapsed continuously under the war. The person with strong soul state has the power to shake the mountains, which is very terrible.

The battle lasted for half an hour, and most of the whole Cangwu hall was destroyed. Fortunately, the disciples of Cangwu hall have withdrawn from here. Otherwise, I'm afraid the scattered energy alone will kill and hurt the disciples of Cangwu hall.

"And."

In the sky, Mo Lisheng roared, and a group of spiritual power shone in the palm of his hand, which was instantly photographed on the old man in the dark Pavilion.

The light was shining, and the old man's breath was weakening rapidly. A moment later, an old and incomparable face appeared in front of everyone.

"This..."

Seeing this scene, many people were shocked.

"Stranger, what have you done to me?" the old man's incomparable voice came from the old man's mouth in the dark Pavilion. Looking at his haggard arm, his eyes were full of fear.