Disciple, you are invincible, go down the mountain and harm your fiancée.

The spear was pressed against Li Daofeng's chest, but he could no longer move forward. Failure to move forward was like piercing a steel plate!

"You... how is this possible?"

The spear saint who took action looked at Li Daofeng with a ghostly expression. He only felt that his scalp was numb and the soles of his feet were cold. Seeing this scene, the spear saint was trembling all over.

Li Daofeng smiled disdainfully, casually holding the Yin Yang Sword, and stabbed the Spear Saint's heart mercilessly. The sword penetrated directly, giving him a chill.

Suck……

The other warriors were so frightened by this scene that they gasped.

The attack of a saint-level strongman did not pierce Li Daofeng's body. With this defense, is he still a human?

"Come together! Kill him, otherwise the sect master will not let us go, let's fight!"

One of them gritted his teeth and shouted, then rushed forward with all his strength.

The others looked at each other, and then rushed forward bravely.

What the person said before was right. If they didn't kill Li Daofeng, they would be the ones who died. They were under Wang Teng's inducement and neglected to take precautions. Wang Teng gave them a poison like a poison and was controlled by him. .

They were forced to obey Wang Teng's orders and become dogs for him. Otherwise, how could they, the mighty saint-level warriors, become the victims of others.

There is nothing they can do about working for Wang Teng now. If they don't stop Li Daofeng today, their next end will be a poisonous attack and torture to death.

Even if he was killed by Li Daofeng, it would be more satisfying than dying from being eaten away by Gu insects.

Several people rushed towards Li Daofeng together, thinking that everyone would work together to kill Li Daofeng.

But the idea is always beautiful, and the reality is always ugly. They originally thought that they would win with more people, but when they just rushed up, the first person to go up had his head cut off by Li Daofeng's sword.

Immediately afterwards, Li Daofeng rushed up, rushed into them, ran rampant, and started killing one by one with his sword.

Suddenly, flesh and blood flew everywhere, heads shot into the sky, and the sounds of broken bones, mixed with screams, were heard one after another.

In the words of some artists, this is art, such as the calligraphy masters. When they write calligraphy, don't they just want to yell? This is also a kind of art.

But Li Daofeng's art of killing people is many times more professional than that dog-peeing calligraphy!

After a burst of blood splattered, everything returned to calm. Except for the incomplete corpses scattered here and there, there was not a single living person on the ground.

The corridor that was magnificent just now has now become like hell, like the land of Shura, filled with the smell of blood.

Li Daofeng didn't even look at it, and continued to move forward with the Yin Yang Sword. As he moved, he moved forward with the smell of blood.

At this moment, Wang Teng, the master of the Pilgrimage Gate, was sitting in the hall. Where he sat boldly, a black cleaver stood beside him, majestic, but his face was extremely dark.

"Li Daofeng! This little beast is not dead. Why isn't he dead?"

"Where did Mo Youya go? What did this old guy do? Li Daofeng didn't have a uniform, so he came back to kill him, but he didn't come back himself. What on earth did this old beast do?"

"Such a great opportunity, but he can't do such a small thing well. This sect leader really overestimates him, you useless old thing!"

Wang Teng's face turned black and he was cursing in his heart. He was really not as calm as before.

Li Daofeng had already entered, how could he remain calm?

If he had never fought against Li Daofeng, he might not take all this to heart, and would even treat Li Daofeng as a clown, waiting to watch the show!

But since he was kicked away by Li Daofeng last time, he didn't dare to think so. He knew how terrifying Li Daofeng was.

"Come here!" Wang Teng suddenly shouted.

A disciple ran in from outside, knelt on one knee on the ground, and said fearfully: "Master... you give me orders!"

"Do you know anything about Elder Mo?"

When the disciple heard this, he was immediately confused. He didn't know where he was going.

Wei Zhuanwei said: "Master! Disciple... I don't know..."

Before he could finish his words, Wang Teng's sword was moved directly. After a flash of cold light, the disciple's head flew up.

Then it rolled to the ground, with a bunch of blood, which was drawn into a line on the ground. The eyes on the head were so wide open that he refused to rest in peace!

He didn't understand that he would be beheaded for whatever he did.

He is a small gatekeeper disciple who is not even qualified to practice martial arts in the martial arts training ground. Why are you asking me where an elder has gone?

That's an elder. In my eyes, he's aloof. When I meet him, he only kneels down and salutes. He doesn't even say anything. How can I know where he goes?

Why should I explain where an elder goes?

Damn it, ask me now, I didn’t know you chopped off my head!

This disciple felt that he had been unjustly killed, and his death was extremely uneasy.

Wang Teng felt that he deserved it and he should die.

"You're useless, you don't know anything, what do I want you to do, you loser!"

"Come here! Drag this trash out for me, and also send an order to my sect leader to have the four elders bring all the disciples to fight against the enemy!"

"These four idiots, the enemies have all come to the mountain gate, but they are still indifferent until now. It is simply unreasonable. Is the Pilgrimage Gate now a waste? Are all of them useless?!"

Under Wang Teng's order, several disciples quickly went to report.

At this time, Li Daofeng was fighting all the way, and no one could stop him.

After a while, the main hall in the center of the Pilgrimage Gate appeared in front of him. The owner of the Pilgrimage Gate lived here.

At this time, in front of the main hall, thousands of disciples of the Pilgrimage Sect guarded the main hall in the center, bound to kill all enemies on the way to invade.

However, all of these disciples had expressions of panic on their faces, as if the end of the world was coming, with panic and fear on their faces.

Some of the less courageous hands holding weapons have begun to tremble a little, which is a kind of fear coming from the soul.

Seeing Li Daofeng approaching step by step, none of them dared to step forward. They even prayed in their hearts, Li Daofeng, please leave quickly!

This God of Death, alone outside the Pilgrimage Gate, came here to kill him!

Along the way, there were countless corpses of masters left behind.

The sword in his hand had drank so much blood that no one could stop him. Facing waves of defensive masters, it felt like he was in a no-man's land!

Invincible and unstoppable!