The contract son-in-law of the female president

Where the boundless pure fire rages, all objects turn into nothingness.

Become a pile of fine powder, floating in the air.

Wang Yi was the first to bear the brunt, and felt the heat and danger of that ball of flames from four or five meters away.

At this time, you absolutely cannot use the glazed golden body, otherwise, you will fall into a passive position and be roasted by Wuya Jinghuo. No matter how strong your strength is, you may not be able to bear it.

Wang Yi quickly launched a green aura attack, trying to distance himself from Wuya Jinghuo.

However, Wuya Jinghuo is worthy of the name of swallowing the sky and devouring the earth, it actually swallowed Wang Yi's attack, and continued to wreak havoc on Wang Yi.

Wang Yi's face was serious, and he had no choice but to use his body skills to retreat.

"What are you waiting for?"

Suddenly, Gu Wuya roared loudly, waking up the people watching the battle.

The man in black jumped up and caught up with Wang Yi's footsteps.There is less than five meters between the two.

At this time, the black-robed man launched an attack, coming towards Wang Yi's back.

Feeling the danger, Wang Yi turned abruptly and hid to the other side.

However, the old man in white robe was already waiting there.

"Hey, you brought this to the door yourself." The old man in white robe waved his hand, and beams of white light shot towards Wang Yi like flying swords.

Wang Yi twisted his body, narrowly dodging the first beam of light.

Seeing several consecutive beams of light coming towards him, Wang Yi had no choice but to raise the Zhenghong sword to contend with them.

With the addition of the Zhenghong sword and the fourth-level cultivation of the foundation, it easily cut off the white beam of light.

But at the same time, Wang Yi was also left behind.

Several other people have already stood in their positions, surrounding Wang Yituan in the middle.

"Hey, let's see where you escape now." The old man in white robe smiled happily.

In the battle just now, he was able to keep Wang Yi, and he made a great contribution.

"It's not sure who will escape. You'd better grow eight legs later, otherwise, I will never let you go." Wang Yi's face suddenly became ferocious.

Wang Yi knew that this time he had to fight to the death.

The five are all masters of martial arts emperors, and each of them is no less powerful than Ren Qiuqing.

If they can show their true skills, the two of them may not have a chance to escape.

"Hmph, talk nonsense, Master Wuya, let's make a quick decision so we can go back and return Fifth Master."

The man in black robe had a general voice, but exuded a strong killing intent.

Wang Yi took a serious look at the man in black, always thinking that he might know this person.

But in imagination, there is no longer a strong martial arts emperor.

"You're right, we're going to make a quick decision." Gu Wuya nodded.

"Everyone, if you let this kid run away, the face of the eight of us will be lost."

"Hey, that's natural, look at my Meteor Dark Blade!" The white-robed old man waved his long sleeves, and five jet-black short blades shot towards Wang Yi.

Immediately, the man in black poked his hands out of the black robe, gathered countless true qi around him, and condensed a cloud of thick black fog, which gradually spread.

In the dense fog, Wang Yi's sight was blocked, and he could only rely on instinct to resist the crisis in the darkness.

"Okay, look at me." Gu Wuya laughed loudly, clusters of flames condensed all over his body, as if he had eyes, and aimed at Wang Yi in the mist.

The other two also shot at the same time.

A long spear stirred up countless true qi, and in the middle of the mountain, it turned into raindrops and fell on top of Wang Yi's head.

There was a meteor hammer, spinning continuously, like a [-]-level typhoon, leading the sundries within tens of meters around, rolling and flying towards Wang Yi.

The one in the middle is Wang Yi.

A turquoise light flickered in the black mist, as if it would go out at any moment.

A silver-white Zhenghong sword was swung, raging in the mist, like a pulverizer, smashing everything that came.

They fought fiercely for 5 minutes and the fight continued.

Suddenly, Gu Wuya yelled: "Stop!"

Everyone stopped attacking and waved their skills to disperse the black mist.

Wang Yi punched the ground with his sword and looked at the five of them with hatred on his face.

"Hey, he's really capable, and he's not dead yet." The old man in white robe smiled like a sign, and walked towards Wang Yi.

"You kid should bow your head and surrender now, and then apologize to us, and follow us back to see Fifth Master."

"Hey, if the fifth master sees you alive, he should reward us greatly."

The old man in white robe thought that Wang Yi had no resistance, so he didn't defend at all, so he came to Wang Yi's side and taunted him wantonly.

"You'd better be careful, this kid is full of tricks, if he..." Gu Wuya reminded aloud.

However, before the words fell, there was only a puff, and the head of the white-robed old man suddenly flew up, and rolled down rhythmically along the slope of the mountain depression.

"Old man!" the man in black yelled.

But the old man in white robe was already dead and couldn't die anymore.

Seeing such a scene, Gu Wuya sneered coldly: "You are really stubborn, and you are really in the same line as your father. It's really annoying."

"I said three, now you should know how difficult this kid must be."

Gu Wuya glanced at the three people around him, and solemnly reminded them.

"Well, I got it." The man holding the gun looked very straightforward, his tone was the same as his long gun, and he couldn't turn a corner at all.

Knowing that he had already agreed, Gu Wuya was still furious.

"I advise everyone not to fight alone with him. He is as powerful as Brother Cangming, and he will lose to him, let alone you and me."

The meteor hammer man stood aside, his short body seemed to stand on tiptoe to see everything, even to listen to other people's words, it seemed that he had to be close to other people's ears.

Only the man in black had a solemn expression, and said to Gu Wuya: "If we fail to win this battle, we will be sanctioned by the fifth master when we return to the Forbidden City."

"So, you and I should do our best."

Gu Wuya nodded, a white light flashed in his palm, and he held a guqin that had been dusty for a long time in his palm.

"When you attack later, I will use the Trapping Curse to disturb him. Remember, when fighting, don't use negative emotions."