Ling Xuzi's words can be said to have completely torn his face.

Tang Feng supported the flame spear, barely stood up, looked up at him, and sneered word by word: "In vain, you are also the head of the Wudang Sect, and you have done such a dirty thing, and you are not afraid of the shame of the people in the rivers and lakes in the future?"

Tianhezi suddenly snorted: "What a dirty thing, my master has said just now, treasures are unearthed, virtuous people live in them, your virtue and ability are not enough, if you forcibly take it for yourself, be careful that your life is not guaranteed!"

With a sonorous sound, Tang Feng inserted the flame gun in his hand into the rock under his feet, and snorted coldly: "If you have the ability, come over and grab it, if you want the master to hand over the magic spear, you are not qualified enough!"

"Stubborn, you go, Tianhezi, I'll drag Miyamoto Musashi!" Ling Xuozi snorted coldly.

In fact, there was no need for him to command, the people of Tianhezi had already moved, and they swooped down at great speed.

"But the half-step Martial King dares to attack me and find death!" Tang Feng gritted his steel teeth, and hurriedly mobilized the only remaining divine fire in his body, and punched out directly.

Tianhezi was about to perform the Wudang swordsmanship, but he was only a half-step Martial King realm, and with just one punch, he was sent flying out by Tang Feng.

On the other hand, Ling Xuozi had already made a move and swept towards Miyamoto Musashi, of course he could see that Miyamoto Musashi at this time had almost been consumed, and the medicinal power of Xuanyuan Dan had also passed.

In addition, he is a five-fold martial king realm, which is already higher than the Miyamoto Musashi realm, there is no suspense, not long after the two clashed, Miyamoto Musashi has been defeated and retreated.

"Damn bull-nosed old man, he is so calculating, he will not spare you when this king recovers his strength!" Although Miyamoto Musashi snorted angrily, the whole person was forced to retreat again and again.

"Becoming a king or losing a king, what about the calculation, mixed yuan palm!" Ling Xuzi snorted coldly, and the surging palm came out.

Miyamoto Musashi originally wanted to hide, but he was exhausted, his speed had slowed down, and with a bang, the whole person was slapped out.

Ling Xuozi did not continue to pursue, after all, the other party was an old martial king, if he pressed too hard, once the other party sacrificed the Xuandan, it would be troublesome at that time.

Being able to become the head of a sect is by no means a simple-minded person, almost without any hesitation, Ling Xuzi immediately turned around and swept towards Tang Feng.

At the same time, his gaze glanced slightly in the direction of the ancestral dragon, taking a good look at the situation.

At this time, the ancestral dragon was fighting against the Blood Alliance Lord and Xuan Zhen Sanren at the same time, although he had a slight upper hand, but he was still entangled to death, and he couldn't get out at all.

As for the Shaolin Xuanfa Master, he didn't have the heart to use all his strength at all, after all, he himself knew that none of the three treasures he had in his hands, even if he worked hard, in the end it was still cheaper than the Dragon Group.

Seeing that this Ling Xuzi still had scruples, at this time, the ancestral dragon was entangled by the three great martial kings and could not get out, this was a great opportunity for him.

Almost in a flash, his people had already arrived in front of Tang Feng.

"You and I are both Huaxia martial artists, hand over the Flame Divine Spear, don't force me to do it!" Ling Xuzi said in a deep voice.

"Despicable and shameless old thing, if you want me to hand over the spear, it's impossible!" Tang Feng shouted.

"If that's the case, then it's no wonder I'm going to blame!" Ling Xuozi snorted coldly, and his palm was already clapped.

Tang Feng's figure was always evasive, but at this time, his own situation was even worse than Miyamoto Musashi, where could he resist, and he was sent out with a bang.

Seeing this, Tianhezi hurriedly swept over and wanted to snatch it.

Chu Xionghe, who was next to him, hurriedly swept over and said, "Tianhezi, you are also a generation of Tianjiao figures, do you really want to do such a despicable thing today?"

Tianhezi waved his long sword and said coldly: "You are only a half-step martial king realm that has just been promoted, just rely on you, I'm afraid you won't be able to stop me!"

Chu Xionghe didn't say a word, and immediately cast the eighteen palms of the dragon descending and rushed over.

"Don't measure yourself!" Before Tianhezi could make a move, Ling Xuzi had already rushed over, slapped his big palm, and immediately broke the eighteen palms of the dragon descending.

Immediately after that, Ling Xuzi's figure swept again, rushing towards Tang Feng.

Zu Long was always paying attention to the movements here, and when he saw this, he said angrily: "Ling Xuozi, if you dare to make a move against the dragon thorn, my dragon group will be inseparable from you." ”

Ling Xuzi said: "Zu Long, I respect you as a heroic figure, before you came, you had already put down your words and would never snatch the treasures, but now, out of three treasures, your dragon group will get two!"

Tianhezi followed: "Yes, it is obvious that your ancestor Long first broke his promise, but now it is okay, and in turn accuses my master, if he is lost to the rivers and lakes one day, I am afraid that it will also be your dragon group to lose." ”

Ling Xuzi stared at Tang Feng and said word for word: "I'm an elder, ask again one last time, Divine Spear, do you hand it over or not?"

Tang Feng didn't bother to speak again, and with a magic spear in his hand, he competed with the other party.

"Stubborn!" Ling Xuzi snorted coldly, and rushed straight over, he stretched out his big hand, and was about to come and get it.

Tang Feng originally wanted to move, but he found that at this moment, his aura had been locked by the other party, and there was no way to avoid it.

At the moment, I could only watch the other party's big hand grab it, and I was about to seize the Flame Spear.

However, at this moment, the situation changed abruptly, and two black and dense black mist suddenly rolled over, and with a bang, rushed towards Ling Xuozi.

"It's not good, it's the Demon General!" Ling Xuozi was all focused on the Flame Divine Spear, and he didn't expect that there would be someone sneaking up in the dark, and the whole person was rushed out.

"Stupid Earth Ancestors, I still want to thank you!" said one of the demon generals.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's take this Tang Feng kid away first!" With a hoarse cold shout, two clouds of demonic mist immediately shrouded Tang Feng.

Seeing this, the ancestral dragon in the distance exclaimed: "It's not good, the purpose of the demon general of the demon clan is Tang Feng, all the members of the ancestral dragon listen to the order, and immediately rescue the dragon assassin!"

As he spoke, he suddenly exerted force, and slapped three palms in succession, forcing the three Martial King masters to retreat, and then, like lightning, he turned around and swept towards Tang Feng's side.

The other three martial kings saw the demon clan appear, but they didn't make another move.

The speed of the ancestral dragon was very fast, and there were also the reverse dragons, as well as the three great masters of the True Yuan Realm of the Dragon Group, all rushing towards Tang Feng's side.

However, after the battle just now, everyone has obviously consumed a lot, and the speed has slowed down, not to mention that even in the heyday, the other party is also a demon general-level figure in the end, and his strength is terrifying.

Even Lord Zulong couldn't catch up, and after the two clouds of demonic mist enveloped Tang Feng, they immediately flew up and drifted towards the deep hinterland of the Tiandang Mountain Range.

At this time, Tang Feng's whole body had been imprisoned by the two demon generals, and he couldn't move at all.

If it was in his heyday, he might be able to get out of trouble, but now that the divine fire is exhausted, there is nothing he can do, so he can only helplessly watch himself being taken away.

The two clouds of demonic mist were extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they had widened the distance and quickly disappeared into the sky.

"Damn!" the ancestral dragon rushed at great speed for a while, and soon he couldn't even feel the breath of the other party, so he could only secretly stomp his feet and regret it.