He walked to the two old men, tilted his head and glanced at the dead corpse and laughed again, and then looked at Liu Mingming: "Hahahaha, what does your kid have to do with Wang Fengchu?"

Liu Mingliang nodded hurriedly, and pointed to Wang Fengchu, who was lying on the ground and muttering blood in his mouth, and said, "Go back to the big boss." I turned out to be his apprentice. I remember that the great boss once promised whoever won the life of the person in the high position that he would sit in that position. ”

"Oh? haha... Haha, it seems that this decency also has your shameless scum hahaha. Good, good, I like it. I just like scum like you. Hahaha, my promise is that when we hit the front door, now it's almost over for you to come here. Although he will kill himself if you don't stab him, I think you kid is a person who knows the times. Very well, I'll take you scum as an apprentice. ”

Liu Mingliang immediately knelt down and kowtowed: "Meet the master......!"

Zhang Long glanced at him contemptuously and nodded: "I'll talk about your business later." ”

After speaking, Zhang Long turned his head and walked to the injured man in Tsing Yi and asked, "Is the second master okay?"

The man in green clothes covered his shoulder with his right hand and couldn't see the face in the hat clearly, so he only heard him say: "Hmph, I have long heard that there is an elder in the Sword Sect who lives in a simple place, and his skills are superb, and now when I see it, it really deserves its reputation, it's a pity!"

Zhang Long looked at him and smiled, but did not speak.

The man in Tsing Yi continued: "Master Zhangmen, let's deal with things next, lest I have too many dreams, and after handling things and taking what we should take, I can go back to deal with the big boss as soon as possible." ”

"Okay!" After speaking, Zhang Long turned his head to look at his big team, and was impassioned: "Eighth brother, my brothers are here to avenge you today." Seven brothers, come here, it's time to avenge the eighth brother. "There were seven people in the front row of the line, and it should be what they called King Kong.

"Big brother!"

"Big brother!"

"Big brother!"

Everyone came over and called Zhang Long.

Zhang Long looked at the group of seven people and sighed with emotion, at first, they were not clothed, hungry and did not choose food, and they could only rely on burning and looting to make a living, and they gradually had thousands of people, and now they immediately won the Vertical Sword Sect with a century-old foundation. The brothers had a more fertile and abundant place. It's just a pity that his eighth brother left his brothers. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but be angry, the person standing in front of him was the murderer of his eighth brother. He longed to eat the flesh and drink its blood.

He gritted his teeth fiercely and beckoned the group to walk towards Jiang Xing.

The people on Jiang Xing's side were frightened, hundreds of people brushed back, and when Zhang Long and the eight people came over, they were only ten steps away from Jiang Xing, and when Jiang Xing was behind, the people of the Sword Sect all ran far away to look at this side.

Duan Daya didn't take a step back. Jiang Xing turned his head to look at Duan Daya, waved his hand, and motioned for him to go away, don't bother him.

Duan Daya was reluctant to leave at first, but Jiang Xing understood that his mind was full of determination, so he waved his hand again.

Duan Daya finally turned around and left, Duan Daya understood what he meant, and it was useless for him to stay at this point. Why do that mantis arm as a car useless.

Zhang Long and the eight of them looked at Jiang Xing and the others, and Zhang Long said with a murderous intent: "Boy, let me ask you, it was you who killed my eighth brother." ”

"Yes, I shot him with a crossbow bolt in Maple Grove. Jiang Xing also said.

"Okay, then you can take your life! Brothers!" Zhang Long didn't talk nonsense at all, and as soon as his voice fell, he pulled out the ghost head knife in his hand and leaned over like flying in three steps and one step at a time. The remaining few people didn't drag out their weapons when they saw the big brother make a move, and they rushed forward without weapons.

The people of the Sword Sect here couldn't bear to look at what was going on, at this time they only had pity Jiang Xing and how the Dragon Tiger Sect would deal with their worries after Jiang Xing's death.

Duan Daya looked at the eight people rushing towards Jiang Xing, clenched his teeth tightly, clenched his fists, he was rational, he knew that it would be useless for him to rush over like this, only if he was strong in the future could he avenge Jiang Xing.

At this time, his eyes were blank and he didn't have time to wipe them with tears, and he stared at these people fiercely, as if he wanted to imprint their appearance in his mind.

Jiang Xing's eyes were indifferent, he didn't know what the consequences would be if this kind of thing happened, and he couldn't estimate what people would suffer, he probably knew from an old man who imagined that there was such a person in the world, and he was also stupid for the sake of speculation, or he was very willing to believe that the world should be like that.

So he went in that direction, joined the hundred-year-old sect, was born and died several times and brushed shoulders with death, stayed at a certain height, and stayed in the Sword Sect for many years, and others told him from what he saw and heard that it was fake. But he really has this ability. Maybe someone will treat him as a monster, so what's the solution, it's better than waiting for death!

Zhang Long was the first to see Jiang Xing's vision, more than a dozen steps away, he was a few steps away, the long knife in his hand and his hands were holding with all his might, he wanted to split this kid in half with a knife to vent the hatred in his heart.

The guy in front of him, looking at him indifferently, was neither sad nor happy, a few fingers of his right hand were bent in front of his chest, and his lips were moving and chanting words, probably asking for mercy.

In a few breaths, Zhang Long's knife had already reached the top of Jiang Xing's head, and Zhang Long seemed to have seen his head split in half, and the brothers followed one after another. Suddenly, he cleared the opposite side, and a word protruded from the guy's mouth: "Ning!"

"Condensation!", a huge fireball suddenly appeared in the palm of the kid opposite.

Three words flashed in Zhang Long's heart: "Trick?"

Jiang Xing looked at the human-sized fireball in his palm, grinned on his lips, and took the fireball in his right hand and rushed towards the fireball above his head. With a bang, the ghost-headed broadsword made of stainless steel instantly turned into iron juice.

Zhang Long was stunned for a while, the moment the ghost head big knife ignited, he hurriedly let go and dodged, he was so close to the fireball, he felt the scorching heat of the fireball, and for a while, his heart was filled with doubts and fear.

Jiang Xing didn't tell him more, the two were very close, and the fireball in Jiang Xing's right hand smashed towards Zhang Long's head like a normal palm.

Zhang Long naturally couldn't let him smash the fireball, his left arm suddenly stretched out to block, Jiang Xing was hit on the arm, and he took two steps back.

Jiang Xing rushed forward again, Zhang Long calmed down from the panic at the beginning at this time, he knew that the fireball could not be touched, and he would probably be able to solve the problem of the fireball with a slap on Jiang Xing's head.

At this time, Jiang Xing pounced again, just in his mind. His body moved slightly to the left half of his body, this is the master, half of his body dodged Jiang Xing's attack, and he missed by a thousand miles.

The internal power operation is gathered in the right hand, if there is an expert looking at his right hand at this time, it is as hot as a red boil, this is the internal power operation to the extreme, if the head is solid, it is not as tragic as a watermelon bursting.

Jiang Xing's right hand came straight towards Zhang Long's left shoulder, Zhang Long's miraculous position was only half of his body, and he narrowly avoided this blow, and then a strong wind whistled towards Jiang Xing's head.

Jiang Xing squinted, Zhang Long's palm, thinking in his heart, suddenly turned back suddenly, jumped with both feet, and his right hand suddenly withdrew to Zhang Long's palm.

Hula! , under the watchful eyes of the seven people of Longhumen, the eldest brother went up and fought a knife, and the knife was gone. Then the opposite side made a fireball like a trick, and the eldest brother slapped again, but the whole person was on fire.

In the raging flames, Zhang Long was miserable! It turned into a pile of ashes without two sounds, and the fire immediately dissipated.

Jiang Xing turned around and slapped it, but his back fell to the ground, and he quickly got up from the ground, looking at the remaining seven people in the Dragon Tiger Gate, he had confidence in this palm.

He knew very well that the fireball condensed by the aura of heaven and earth was nothing in his cognition. Metallurgical ironmaking can be turned into molten iron without a breath, and man, he has the experience to turn into ashes without three breaths.

The seven people of the Dragon and Tiger Sect looked at him, first surprised and then frightened, and one of them shouted: "Demon law! He ran towards the crowd behind him with a hideous face.

As soon as the remaining six people saw that someone was taking the lead, they were originally reckless, and they didn't care about their image and ran backwards.

Jiang Xing couldn't help but laugh at the few people who ran away, he also knew that now was the time to create prestige in their hearts, if he really wanted to take the fireball everyone, thousands of people could not do it with his ability,

With his left hand pinching the trick in his mouth, he didn't take three breaths to recite the incantation, and then he heard him say, "Get up!"

The left foot moved forward more than a dozen steps away, and in two steps it caught up with the reckless man who fled first. The man didn't look back and ran all the way, thinking about the young man's demon method burning the eldest brother in front of him, and he was going up and down.

Suddenly, he heard the strong wind behind him, turned his head to see that a huge fireball was smashing on his head, he felt his head hit, and hurriedly slapped it with his hand, and hurriedly slapped it, "Ahhh Fortunately, the bluestone slabs on the ground are relatively hard, only a little charred.

Jiang Xing walked more than ten steps more than ordinary people in these two steps, caught up with the person in front, and stretched out his hand to send him a ball, Jiang Xing turned his back to the people of the Dragon Tiger Gate like that, looking in the direction of the Vertical Sword Sect, and in the middle was the remnants of the remaining six leaders of the Dragon Tiger Gate, and opened his mouth and grinned: "You are surrounded by me!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the people pounced on them like tigers entering a flock............

Duan Daya was far away, he was indeed looking at this side from afar, and he saw the boss of the Dragon Tiger Gate pressing the realm with several people, and the knife seemed to be slashed on his body, and suddenly a sudden change protruded, and suddenly a big fire broke out in Jiang Xing, and the boss of the Dragon Tiger Gate disappeared in an instant. Then a piercing scream rang out.

"Demon law! demon law!"

Then the group of Longhumen turned around and ran, Jiang Xing chased after him, like a peerless master, he ran at the front at once, and another fireball pounced into the crowd again, boom, one after another fireballs exploded in the crowd, Duan Daya was also dumbfounded.

Jiang Xing looked at Duan Daya's side from afar, and shouted loudly: "Daya, why are you stunned! Kill!"

"Ahh

Just these hundreds of people killed a crowd several times larger than themselves, and the Dragon Tiger Gate watched the bosses on his side disappear one by one, feeling that his heart was beating to his throat, and his legs and stomach were trembling, it should be the fear of seeing death.

The Sword Sect came over with a weapon, and then turned his head backwards and ran as if he were conscious............