"Hmph, do you think I'll care, he's just a dog of the Jiang Pavilion Lord, even if he dies, what can the Jiang Pavilion Master do to me..."Bai Lou snorted coldly and said with a sneer.

Lin Muyang only felt that his neck was about to break, and his breathing became more and more difficult, but his ears could still hear it clearly, when he heard that the white mansion lord actually said such cold-blooded words, he immediately became angry in his heart, but he was helpless, because he was locked in his throat by a cultivator, and he couldn't pronounce a single word, he only glared at the white mansion lord angrily, and the white mansion lord just didn't see it.

"Really?" said the valve master on the right with a cold snort.

With a sudden wave of his left hand, the cultivator who was locking Lin Muyang's neck suddenly increased a little more force, and Lin Muyang suddenly felt as if his breathing had been cut off, and the green tendons on his body burst out, as if he was about to die if he increased his strength one more time.

Seeing that Lin Muyang had already rolled his eyes, the owner of the white mansion still looked at the lord on the right with a sneer, as if he was saying, if he had the ability, he would kill him!

Lin Muyang struggled hard, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the right valve master who was facing away from him, as if to say, right valve master, I am your undercover agent! You can't do this to me!

The valve master on the right seemed to hear Lin Muyang's heart, and waved his hand again, and the cultivator immediately relaxed the force that locked Lin Muyang's neck, although the throat was locked for a short time, Lin Muyang's seemed to have died once, and the force pressing on his neck suddenly decreased, Lin Muyang felt that his neck suddenly lightened, his breathing was connected again, and he began to breathe heavily.

After a while, he relieved himself and was finally able to speak, Lin Muyang pointed at the white mansion lord and scolded: "The white mansion master, what do you mean, why don't you save you when you see death, I'm dead, aren't you afraid that the Jiang Pavilion lord will come to clean you up?"

The white mansion lord snorted coldly and said coldly: "Aren't you not dead?"

"You..." Lin Muyang suddenly froze.

After the lord of the valve on the right ordered someone to loosen Lin Muyang's prohibition, he suddenly leaned into his ear and said coldly: "No. 2, killing you is just a matter of raising your hands, so you had better do things for us loyally, just like now, after we solve the white building master tonight, our ten gate valves will support you to be the owner of the first building." ”

Lin Muyang didn't care about the threat of the valve master on the right, but was very curious, in the case of being evenly matched, how did the valve master on the right want to kill the lord of the white building, he nodded again and again, expressing his willingness to obey the dispatch of the lord on the right, and then asked in a low voice: "In this case, what method can the valve master use to kill the lord of the white mansion?"

"Back hand. The valve master on the right said coldly, and then he slapped his slap a few times.

The applause was loud, and not long after the applause, there was a sudden sound of breaking the air all around, and after a while, five or six figures landed beside the valve master on the right, Lin Muyang was surprised again, because judging from the qi emitted by these people, these people were also legendary cultivators.

There were eight cultivators on the right side of the valve master at once.

This is a huge battle, and when the Lord of the White Mansion saw this battle, he did not have the slightest fear, but sneered and said: "Haha, you have a back hand, don't I have a back hand?"

In the dead of night, the white mansion lord suddenly whistled, the sound was very sharp, just after the whistle, there was a sound of breaking the air around, and then five or six figures appeared, falling beside the white mansion owner.

In this way, the two sides have formed a situation of equal strength.

Seeing this, the lord on the right sneered and said, "Lord Bailou, as long as you hand over the Faun Post, I can spare you a death tonight." ”

When the lord of the white mansion heard this, he also sneered: "As long as you hand over the Faun post, I can also spare your death." ”

The valve master on the right sneered and said, "Just the five first-level cultivators and three second-level cultivators under your command?"

The White Mansion Lord replied, "It is more than enough to deal with the seven first-level cultivators under your command and one third-level cultivator. ”

"Really?" said the Lord of the White Mansion and the Lord on the right with a sneer at the same time, waving their hands at the same time.

Lin Muyang was shocked again after listening to their conversation, he didn't expect that the Lord of the White Mansion would suddenly recruit three second-level cultivators, and what he didn't expect was that the right lord actually recruited a third-level cultivator, although there was only one third-level cultivator, but Lin Muyang felt very powerful when he heard it.

There is a difference in the strength of the two sides, and I don't know, the last side will win.

When Lin Muyang was still thinking about this problem, the two sides had already handed it over.

The battle between the black cultivator and the gray-clothed cultivator suddenly became extremely fierce, and Lin Muyang was dazzled all of a sudden, because he not only saw a black cultivator dealing with two gray-clothed cultivators, but also two black-clothed cultivators dealing with a gray-clothed cultivator.

Lin Muyang guessed that a black-clothed cultivator against two gray-clothed cultivators must be a second-level cultivator against two first-level cultivators, and two black-clothed cultivators against a gray-clothed cultivator must be two second-level cultivators against a third-level cultivator.

Indeed, Lin Muyang's guess was right, it was indeed a second-level cultivator against two first-level cultivators and two second-level cultivators against a third-level cultivator, because it could be seen from the shots of the three black-clothed people, because the shots of these black-clothed people were different from other cultivators, and every time they threw a punch, a big hole would be opened where they landed, which was something that first-level cultivators could not achieve.

The more Lin Muyang looked at it, the more excited he became, but he didn't dare to get too close, because the shock wave generated by the battle between the cultivators was too fierce, and he didn't want to suffer this unwarranted disaster.

The battle became more and more intense, and it didn't take long for a second-level cultivator to eliminate two first-level cultivators, and a third-level cultivator also quickly defeated two second-level cultivators, one of whom was even slapped by a third-level cultivator, and the second-level cultivator who had eliminated two first-level cultivators soon joined the battle of the other two second-level cultivators and dealt with the third-level cultivators together.

The rest of the first-level cultivators also fought extremely ferociously, both sides had injuries, but both sides had no intention of retreating, and the battle between the three second-level cultivators against a third-level cultivator also became fierce, the third-level cultivator was hit by a second-level cultivator's kick, and he instantly slapped a palm at the other second-level cultivator, and the third-level cultivator almost used the method of exchanging injuries to deal with the three second-level cultivators in front of him.

From a distance, it can be seen that the physique of a third-level cultivator is stronger than that of a second-level cultivator, and when a third-level cultivator strikes out a palm, the second-level cultivator will spit out a mouthful of blood, and the third-level cultivator receives a kick from the second-level cultivator, but his body trembles slightly.