The urban strengthening system dominates the whole field

It seems that it was still affected by the previous Nanzhou ghost beast incident.

Since that incident, people all over the world are in danger and want to learn self-defense skills.

But looking at the whole world, only Yan Country did the best.

Not only because of Yan Kingdom's rich heritage, but also because of Ye Hong's influence on the entire ancient martial arts world.

Dispatch from it, so that the people of Yan Kingdom can learn the ancient martial arts smoothly.

Of course, because of this, many Yan people are showing off this matter on the Internet.

This has attracted the envy of other countries, which is also expected.

It's just that Yehong didn't expect that the Shawa Kingdom would have such a big appetite, and wanted to engulf the entire Yan Kingdom's ancient martial arts world.

From this point of view, maybe Dongzhou...no...other countries in the world have the same thoughts as Shawar Kingdom.

Sure enough, everyone is innocent, but pregnant is guilty.

It looks like I have to remind the temple when I go back.

There was a long silence in the tent.

While Yehong was thinking, Sompagra finally managed to mobilize his breath.

A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the palm that was hanging by his side waved towards Ye Hong.

"Give me death!"

However, that palm was forever frozen in midair.

As the black light flashed in the tent, the light in Sompagra's eyes gradually dimmed.

"You are not...an ancient martial artist..."

After leaving this remorseful remark, Sompagra closed his eyes forever.

"Unfortunately, I still want to chat with you for a while."

Yehong looked at the corpse at his feet indifferently.

Not long after, Yehong walked out of the tent and left the camp.

After he left, a beautiful figure appeared silently from the darkness, looking at his receding back complicatedly.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 2457 A Human Head

Ninth Hill, Foreign Teacher Pavilion.

"Damn it, haven't you found those three brats yet?"

"Forget it, let's find out the treasures of these Yan people first."

In the foreign teacher pavilion, there were no foreign teacher disciples who could resist, and they were all tied up by the sand monks and gathered in the open space.

However, there are a few foreign teacher disciples who can move freely.

Among these few disciples were Bimeng, the manager of the Guicaotang, Jin Wei, Jinmu, father and son of the Discipline Hall, and others.

And these disciples were nodding and bowing to the Sand Cult monks at this time, with flattering expressions on their faces.

"Masters, follow me to the Ghost Thatched Cottage first. I will dedicate all the herbs to you, and I only ask you to spare my life!"

Dang Bimeng said with a flattering smile.

"Masters, let's go to our Discipline Hall first, we have many treasures from the Ninth Division!"

Seeing that Dangbimeng had taken the lead, Jinwei, Jinmu and his son hurriedly expressed their loyalty.

The behavior of these people made the other disciples of the Foreign Teaching Pavilion disgusted and stared angrily.

"Dang Bi Meng, Jin Wei, Jin Mu... You traitors, scum, and traitors, the elders will definitely not let you go!"

Hearing the indignant voices of the foreign teachers' disciples, Jin Mu smiled disdainfully: "Elder? Let's talk after he survives!

I've been annoyed at seeing that tall guy for a long time.

Now the Shajiao masters overthrew the tyrant's rule for us, we should be grateful to them!

Masters, do you think so? "

Jin Mu's words made the foreign disciples spit at him one after another, but made the sand monks laugh happily.

"Brother Jin is indeed a brilliant man who knows current affairs."

"Direction, we will definitely report your contribution to Azan later!"

Just when the sand monks were about to let Jin Mu and others lead the way, they all turned their heads, stared at the direction of the mountain road and shouted: "Who is it?!"

In the darkness of the mountain road, a figure slowly walked out.

By the hand of the figure was a ball-shaped object.

"Eh? Did it slip through the net?"

"Hurry up, everyone, catch this guy together!"

But before the Sand Cult monks started to move, the figure in the darkness threw the "ball" in his hand.

The "ball" whirled on the ground and came to the feet of the sand monks.

A burst of exclamation suddenly exploded in the crowd.

Only then did they realize that what kind of ball was there, it was clearly a human head!

Just looking at the appearance of the human head, all the Sand Cult monks had their pupils constricted, their expressions horrified.

"Ah, Azan!"

They looked at the human head on the ground in disbelief, their expressions collapsed.

And the disciples of the Foreign Teaching Pavilion were also surprised to find that the head on the ground was actually that of the leader of the Sand Cult Monk, Sompagla.

Just why did Sompagra's head appear here at this time?

The gazes of everyone present turned to the figure in the darkness.

And as the visitor approached, his appearance gradually revealed under the moonlight.

"It's you, Gu Kang?!"

Dang Bi Meng, Jin Wei, Jin Mu and others all exclaimed.

And the rest of the disciples of the Foreign Teaching Pavilion who recognized Ye Hong were also stunned.

Just when they were immersed in shock, the Sand Cult monks approached Yehong step by step with deep hatred.

"You killed our Azan?"

"Damn! We want to avenge Azan?!"

Ye Hong didn't say anything, just glanced at the audience indifferently.

Those icy eyes seemed to have cast a spell of freezing on the ground, making the Sand Cult monks feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave physically and mentally.

At this time, they realized that the person in front of them was the strong man who killed Sompagra!

They know better than anyone how powerful Sompagra is.

And the person who can kill Sompagra is really something they can provoke?

Therefore, with just one look, Ye Hong stopped the group of Sand Cult monks, with hesitant faces, not daring to approach.

"roll."

A faint word, but it was thrown in the hearts of the monks of the Sand Cult like a thousand thunderbolts.

After the confusion dissipated, only deep fear remained.

One, two, three...

More and more sand monks raised their legs and fled down the mountain.

Not long after, there was no Shajiao monk left.

Under the moonlight, it was the confused faces of the disciples of the Foreign Teaching Pavilion.

Until now, they still thought they were in a dream.

This shock and bewilderment lasted until Ye Hong untied the rope for them.

"I'll leave it to you here, I'll go to the Ministry of Education to have a look."

Glancing at Dang Bimeng and the others, Yehong held Sompagola's head and continued heading towards the Inner Church.

After he left, the disciples of the Foreign Teaching Pavilion surrounded Dangbimeng and a group of traitors without saying a word.

His eyes were cold and his face was ferocious.

"Teacher, Junior Brothers, if you have something to say..."

"Misunderstanding, it's all a mistake... oh!"

The group of people hadn't finished speaking, and there were bursts of wailing in the sky above the Foreign Teacher Pavilion.

......

In the church cabinet, the battle is still going on.

Compared with the foreign teaching pavilion that fell so easily, the disciples of the internal teaching pavilion are still struggling to support it.

Although their force value is not as high as that of the Sand Cult monks, they are superior in taking advantage of the terrain, and there are endless strange methods.

Such as all kinds of poisonous smoke and fog, poisonous arrows and poisonous bombs...

For a while, the Sand Cult monks were unable to attack the Inner Cult Pavilion.

It's just that not all the five courtyards are optimistic.

After Ye Hong and Mo Lanye left one after another, Fa Qiqi had to support herself in the Black Chan courtyard alone.

However, under the continuous destruction by the Sand Cult monks, the stone statue of Hei Chan at the gate of Hei Chan Yuan could hardly hold on anymore.

If the stone statue breaks at that time, the gate of the Heichan Courtyard will be open, and there is no danger to rely on.

In the courtyard inside the door, Faqiqi wiped the cold sweat off her face while spreading layers of poisonous powder on her feet.

What he is setting up is a poison formation.

It's just that he knew in his heart that this poisonous formation probably wouldn't last long.

I can only pray in my heart that Moranye and Yehong will come back quickly!

At this moment, there was a loud bang at the door.

"boom--"

The gate of the Black Toad Courtyard was finally blasted open by the Sha Cult monks.

"catch him!"

The Sand Cult monks rushing out from the passage approached Fa Qiqi in the yard with ferocious faces.

Fa Qiqi clenched her teeth, and suddenly stepped on her side hard.

"Goo-goo-"

All over the yard, a bunch of black toads suddenly appeared. It was the Heisha Youtoad that Mo Lanye had used to deal with the poisonous snakes in the Heichanyuan.

These black evil toads jumped on the Sha Cult monk and sprayed a large amount of poisonous mist.

Almost instantly, several Sha Cult monks fell down.

At the same time, Wangcai, who had been hiding in the shadow beside him, also jumped out suddenly.

Flipping and biting repeatedly, but also solved several Shajiao monks.

However, there are too many Shajiao monks going up the mountain today.

The fallen companions did not scare the Sand Cult monks, but aroused their blood and anger.

Seeing the Sand Cult monks pouring into the yard like a tide, Fa Qiqi raised her head and let out a miserable cry: "Senior sister, junior brother, if you don't come back, you will lose my lovely me forever!"