The master of the universe starts from the treasure chest

Chapter 311
"really!"

It was only when Ye Xuan saw those men in black robes that he fully understood.

The special feeling just now seems to come from them.

"It's a demon disciple."

Suddenly, Beier Yan's face became extremely heavy.

For a long time, there has been a mortal hatred between demonic disciples and righteous disciples, and when they meet, it is bound to be life and death.

And because of the cruel methods of the disciples of the evil way, it is still difficult to deal with the disciples of the righteous way at the same level.

Now, looking at the number of people, one can tell that the number of demon disciples coming this time is not that large, there are probably close to 30 people.

Compared with the number of outer disciples on the Guiyi Sword Sect ship, I don't know how many!
At the same time, the expressions of those sect disciples on the top floor also changed a little. They couldn't deal with so many devil disciples coming!
"Hurry up and ask the sect for support!"

Someone spoke.

Such a proposal was approved by everyone, and soon some people started to contact the Zongmen and report the current situation to the Zongmen.

The next moment, a large number of men in black robes rushed to the deck on the first floor, attacking those sect disciples.

"Kill them all, leave none behind."

The leading man in black robe said in a low voice.

All the men in black immediately started to act, picked up big knives or long swords, or some other weapons, all kinds, and all rushed towards the sect disciples.

"Kill all these demons for me!"

Those disciples of the sect were also not soft-fed. Although they did not have an advantage in numbers, they still rushed out without fear of death.

A big battle is about to break out, with swords and swords.

Down below, Beier Yan saw the fight below, and immediately planned to go up to help.

"You guys hide in the room and don't come out." Beier Yan turned around and said, then rushed forward with the sword in hand.

There was a crackling on the top, and Elder Fang and another person outside were about to start a battle.

In such a situation, it is indeed not a wise choice to continue to stay on the deck.

"Xuanzi, let's hide in quickly!"

Guan Song opened a door, turned around and said to Ye Xuan.

This time, considering that unity is strength, Ye Xuan and the others did not separate, but all entered a room.

After entering, Qiang Zi and Guan Song took a chair and stood at the door without any relaxation.

Holding the chair up, as if it was about to be smashed down the next moment.

Looking at such a situation, it can be roughly understood that they intend to attack those black-robed men suddenly once they rush in.

"Brother Guan, Qiangzi, those black-robed people are so powerful, if they really rushed in, we would not be able to resist, we should take a rest honestly, the disciples of the sect can win, we are naturally safe."

"If we lose, we can't resist."

Ye Xuan sat down on the bed, smiled lightly, and said to Guan Song and Qiang Zi.

Guan Song and Qiang Zi, who were still a little nervous, also understood when they heard this sentence.

The power to decide the whole matter is simply not in their hands.

At this moment, the boat is in the sky, and it is impossible to escape if you want to, so you can only wait for the final result honestly.

"Such a feeling that fate is in the hands of others is really too bad." Guan Song said very unhappy.

The feeling of fate in the hands of others will not be so pleasant when it falls on anyone.

Perhaps, for most people, their destiny is largely beyond their control, but sometimes they don't know it.

Probably this is a very cruel thing, but if you don't become a person who controls the fate of others, you can only enjoy such cruelty helplessly, and you can't do anything about it.

At the same time, Elder Fang and the man in black outside the wooden boat also started fighting.

"My demon sect also needs some fresh blood to replenish, how about giving this group of disciples to us?"

The man in black spoke to Elder Fang in a hoarse voice.

This time, a group of people in black robes from the Devil Dao came to this place for such a purpose, so it is quite good to be able to achieve their purpose without wasting time fighting.

But the people in the black robe are also aware that such a possibility is relatively low, but it is better to disturb some opponents' minds by speaking out.

"Hmph! Are you dreaming?" Elder Fang said bluntly.

If he were to take all the people away, would he be treated better if he returned to the sect?

Maybe some opponents will give him some unfavorable names, such as colluding with the magic way.

Fighting openly and secretly in the sect, such a thing of slander by speaking nonsense with open eyes, is not once or twice.

"You are not my opponent. Since you insist on struggling, don't blame me for being rude." The black-robed man said as he turned his hand and took out a red short knife.

An extraordinarily strange blood-colored light continuously flowed on the dagger, and it could feel a bit penetrating just by looking at it.

"I don't know that you are that little devil who doesn't know, and you dare to touch our Guiyi Sword Sect's bad luck." Elder Fang thought about it for a while, then figured out the front and back, and said with a smile.

As far as the magic sect is concerned, the number of sects is also huge, and those who are relatively large will not do such a thing at all.

It is estimated that all the powerful magic sects have gone to the mortal world to obtain greater benefits.

There are only some small demon sects left to compete with righteous forces for disciples in the cultivation world.

After all, the mundane world is full of auras from the demon world, which is very suitable for the cultivation of demonic monks, and their combat effectiveness has also improved by comparison.

And the help of those demons, it can be said that it is like my own home.

It's a pity that only those big magic sects can have the means to enter the mortal world.

"It's enough for me to kill you." The black-robed man didn't say any more, and immediately rushed over with his knife in hand.

The black-robed man's swordsmanship is fierce, and every knife has a strong killing intent. It can be said that every knife is going to a fatal position.

Such a fighting style is simple and rude, and does not have any ornamental value.

But it is undeniable that it is the most lethal.

The way of killing people has never been so gorgeous, and it is often the best when it is simple to the extreme.

"Damn it!" Elder Fang cursed in his heart.

Under such a fierce offensive, Elder Fang hardly had any chance to fight back, so he could only be beaten passively.

If you keep on defending blindly, the final result will be failure without even thinking about it.

But how to break the current impasse?Elder Fang couldn't think of any solution for a while.

"Friend, how is it? Do you want to think about it, the suggestion I gave before is still valid!"

The black-robed man stopped suddenly and said this sentence.

"Don't even think about it." Elder Fang replied with a roar.

At this moment, Elder Fang's body is a little exhausted, and it is not so easy to block it again and again.

(End of this chapter)