When the black-robed Holy Son saw Wang Lesheng attacking the east and the west, he seriously injured the short monk with one kick. He couldn't help but roar, "Bastard!"

Just as the black-robed holy son cursed, Wang Le directly chased him to the short monk who was retreating quickly, trying to avoid the attack.

In the flash of lightning, Wang Le punched out without any mercy, and directly hit the short monk's chest with a huge force!

The short monk who had just barely suppressed his abdominal injury was hit hard again!

When the injury was even more injured, the short monk's face looked like gold paper, so pale.

At this time, the short monk was completely destroyed after being hit by Wang Le's punches and kicks twice in succession, and his whole body, mind and spirit were completely destroyed, and he completely lost the power of counterattack.

Just when Wang Le took action again and was about to send the short monk to the Huangquan Road, the gray-haired old man finally rushed over and barely blocked the offensive before the opponent killed the short monk.

At the same time, the gray-haired old man did not forget to stop the Saint Son's black robe who was also coming to support him, and shouted anxiously, "Son, go quickly!"

At this moment, the black-robed Holy Son's face turned red and white, full of hesitation and struggle.

"Bang!"

At this moment, Wang Le punched the old man's natal magic weapon, wide-backed sword, and immediately cut off the idea of ​​the black-robed Holy Son continuing to stay here and fighting side by side with his own family.

"Wang Le, please wait for this saint son. When you leave here, you will find you to avenge your previous shame!"

The Holy Son Black Rou roared at Wang Le with a ferocious expression and swearing.

Before he could finish his words, Wang Le directly gave up the attack on the two people in front of him, and turned around without hesitation to chase the black-robed Holy Son who was about to escape.

It was a time to speak out, and it was almost time for the black-robed saint son who was about to complete the battlefield saw Wang Le killing him, and he immediately lost his power.

After all, they are going to escape, so they still think about attacking.

The consequence of this is that when facing the shadow of purple gold fist all over the sky, the black-robed Holy Son was at a disadvantage in a blink of an eye and had no chance to fight against Wang Le.

Although Wang Le had the upper hand from the beginning, the person in front of him was the saint son from the three holy islands of the Bohai Sea after all, and his combat power was far superior to others, such as the two fellow disciples not far away.

So it is a complete luxury to kill this black-robed saint in one or two moves.

Just as Wang Le was attacking and killing the black-robed Holy Son, he saw the gray-haired and hunched old man who did not come up to support the Holy Son of the same sect. Instead, his eyes flashed with a flash, and suddenly he slashed a straight knife and slashed the short monk who suffered severe damage one after another.

"ah!"

Amid the screams, the short monk caught off guard and killed him, but he didn't expect that his fellow disciple in front of him would kill him, and his whole body was cut in half and divided into two parts!

The short monk with a deep pain looked at the old man with a wide eyebrow and was about to curse him when he saw the other party simply do something and swing it out again!

This time, the short monk didn't even scream, but the old man's head was slashed open by the cracked sword in his hand!

After waving two swords to kill the short monk, the gray-haired old man didn't even look at the battlefield again, and turned around and ran without hesitation!

At this time, Wang Le and the black-robed Holy Son, who were fighting, all showed surprise.

For Wang Le, it was only an accident, but it was reasonable to think about it again.

After all, it is normal wherever I put the saying "Dao" is to die."

Obviously, in the eyes of the old man with gray hair, the black-robed saint will inevitably die at Wang Le's hands. Instead of joining the battle group to bury it, it is better to keep the green mountains without worrying about burning firewood and escape first.

Before escaping, of course, we have to silence the teacher's elders when we return to the Three Holy Islands of Bohai.

As for the black-robed Holy Son, he almost vomited three liters of blood when he saw this scene!

What's even more terrible is that Wang Le took advantage of the chaos of the black-robed Holy Son's mind and fists and palms to further strengthen the offensive and directly attacked the opponent's vital points.

Boom boom boom boom-

Puff puff puff —

Crack Crack Crack Crack Crack –

…………………

Amid the continuous sound of fists and palm attacks, the black-robed Holy Son, who was hit hard, vomited blood from his mouth, and the bones on his body were even more scattered and I wonder how many broken bones were.

The old man with gray hair ran away desperately. When he disappeared in the distant forest, the black-robed saint son, who was at a disadvantage, was strongly crushed by the extremely domineering Wang Le, and had no room for struggle to escape.

At this time, Wang Le, who had already been red-eyed, did not show mercy. When he was right, he swung his palm like lightning, and broke through the defense of the Saint Son's black robe like a flying immortal from the sky, and fell directly on the other party's heavenly cover!

"Bang!"

Amid the clearly visible crisp sound, the head of the Saint Son's black robe suddenly sunk, and his eyes were squeezed out, and the ghost mask that had been covering his face fell off to the ground.

"Plop!"

The Saint Son's black robe kneeled on the ground with weak legs, and then fell down directly. His body slowly twitched and he never had the chance to stand up again.

Then Wang Le did not immediately chase and kill the gray-haired old man, but quickly cleared the battlefield and scrapped off the spoils from the three god-transforming monks.

In this process, Wang Le released Wang Cai, who had been in the Dharma Eye space before.

After collecting the spoils, Wang Le said to Wangcai, "You guy has a good way to find a baby. I believe that chasing the enemy's traces is not a problem, right?"

The little guy stood upright with a smug look, waving his little fat claws at Wang Le, looking sure to win!

"Okay! An old guy escaped by luck. You first find the blood or smell left by the other party at the scene!"

Wang Le ordered Wangcai without hesitation.

Then Wangcai hurriedly nodded his head and then walked around the battlefield.

It didn't take long to see Wang Cai first ran to Wang Le, shook his tail, and then ran out of the battlefield.

When Wang Le saw that Wang Cai was running wildly, the direction the old man escaped before, he immediately chased after him.

After all, after a big battle, three god-transforming monks from the Three Holy Islands of Bohai Sea had been killed, especially even the Holy Son was killed. Of course, the existence of fish that escaped the net was not allowed.

Anyway, if you offend the Three Saints Islands of Bohai, you might as well offend them to the end.

As for killing people to silence the Three Saints Islands of Bohai, Wang Le never had such a luxury.

This is because when killing beautiful women in the palace, Dai Tianfu had a soul lamp of life and death, so Wang Le didn't believe that the Three Holy Islands of Bohai, which are also a holy land in Middle-earth continent, did not have this thing.

So Wang Le had to consider how to avoid the pursuit of the two holy places, Daitian Mansion and Bohai Sansaint Island, after leaving this secret cave space!

"The cultivation civilization of Middle Earth is so developed. Since there is the life and death soul lamp, there must be a nemesis to deal with it. When you have the chance, you must ask someone for this matter!"
Chapter completed!