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Dark clouds cover the sky, and the heavens and the earth are dull.

Suddenly, a thunderclap resounded through the sky. The silver dragon suddenly appeared, skimming the sky, emitting a dazzling light.

Wow.

Bang la blah.

The dreary world seemed to find an outlet, and the rain continued to drip down. At first, it was as thin as a line, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a downpour and poured down.

Deep mountains and old forests, endless cliffs. The clouds are shrouded in mist, and it is difficult to see the bottom.

Rumble.

Another thunderbolt swept by, and through the light and shadow of thunder and lightning, I saw dozens of figures standing on the cliff.

"Tang Twelve, you can arrest it."

The speaker is a middle-aged man with sharp sword eyebrows, black hair like a waterfall, slightly white temples, high forehead and thin lips, and he is quite handsome. The white clothes in one suit looked out of the ordinary, and the Fengyuan sword in his hand was cold.

Chu Tiankuo, the great sect master of the Sword Sect, is a rare and supreme powerhouse in the Ming Dynasty. A handful of ten thousand sword tricks, extremely powerful, no one can stop.

"Master Tang, the sea of bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore, Amitabha."

The first Bodhi Temple Dharma Temple, Master Fuxian chanted the Buddha's horn loudly, and the voice lasted for a long time. The internal force is deep and pure, which is rare in the world.

"Tang Twelve, you steal the martial arts of various factions. If you abandon your martial arts and go back with us, we may spare your life.

The master of Yunhaimen, who was in charge of the Thirteen Great Sea Gangs in Jiangnan, Xie Cangtao shouted loudly.

Everyone present is a well-known figure in the rivers and lakes, and his martial arts have stepped into the pinnacle, and there are few opponents. And all gathered here is for one person.

Tang XII.

Tang Twelve, a disciple of the Tang Sect in Shuzhong, ranked twelve, hence the name Tang Twelve.

Tang Twelve is amazing and gorgeous, and it is rare to see it in a hundred years or even a thousand years. At the age of thirteen, he comprehended the supreme poison scripture of the Tang Sect, single-handedly made poison kung fu, no one was invincible, and became the hall master of the Five Poisons Hall of the Tang Sect. At the age of thirteen, he became the master of the Tang Sect and shocked the entire martial arts.

Later, at the age of fifteen, Tang Twelve cracked the secret weapon of the Tang Sect and created the hidden weapon that ranked fourth in the list of hidden weapons of the Tang Gate machine, and it was snowing for thousands of miles. Even the hall master of the Tangmen Secret Weapon Hall sighed to himself.

At the age of eighteen, Tang Twelve stole the supreme mastery of the Tang Sect, Changshenglu, was punished and suppressed, and disappeared in the martial arts.

Seven years later, the twenty-five-year-old Tang Twelve appeared in the martial arts and stole the martial arts of various factions, causing a panic in the martial arts. The three giants of martial arts, the Great Dragon Temple, the Sword Sect, and the Martial Saint League, united with the various factions of the martial arts to defeat Tang Twelve, but it was always fruitless.

Wulin couldn't, so he had to pretend to destroy the Tang Sect and force Tang Twelve to appear. Tang Twelve finally appeared, killed ten top masters in a row, and fled. The martial arts master took advantage of the victory and pursued until he came here.

"Seniors, Tang Twelve killed my father, I must not spare him."

Young Master of the Martial Saint Alliance, Lin Yuanfeng stared at Tang Twelve with a grim expression.

The cold rain drenched the black hair, dripping down the tips of the hair. The delicate and handsome face raised his head slightly, a pair of dark eyes looked up at the sky, thin pale red lips, and a faint smile and arrogance.

Dressed in an indigo suit, it sets off the perfect figure, and the blood stains the clothes red, and the colors are mixed. One wound after another appeared, the knife penetrated into the flesh, the sword pierced the bone, especially the sharp edge in the chest. Blood gushed out, and the beating heart could be faintly seen, which was shocking. Injured so badly, I really don't know why this rebellious young man can still stand tall and still smile lightly.

Hearing Lin Yuanfeng's words, Tang Twelve's chest felt a faint pain. Gently touched his chest, the rain dripped down, and the tingling sensation kept coming, stimulating the nerves.

"By the way, this wound is Lin Canghai's fatal blow before he died."

Lin Canghai, the leader of the Martial Saint Alliance, who is known as the number one in the world, has already stepped into the realm of transformation in his martial arts, causing a near-fatal blow to Tang Twelve.

With a slight gaze, Tang Twelve looked at Lin Yuanfeng, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "Alas. This movement affected the injuries all over the body, and the severe pain was extremely painful. But compared to the five poisonous hells of the Tang Gate, what can it be counted. Grinning, Tang Twelve said helplessly: "He kicked the clay figure that I had managed to stick to when I was a time, so I had to kill him." ”

"Clay figurines?!"

The masters present were slightly stunned when they heard this, recalling what happened before they gathered Tang Sect.

The poison, hidden weapon, and mechanism of the Tang Sect are the three uniques of Zhenwulin, and no one dares to break in. Tangjiabao in Shuzhong is known as the first desperate situation in the world, and those who trespass die. Even the prominent people in the martial arts did not dare to break into Tangjiabao easily.

Everyone shouted in front of Tangjiabao for a long time, but no one responded.

At this time, Lin Canghai, the leader of the Martial Saint Alliance, found that there was a strange ugly clay figure in the corner of the entrance of Tangjiabao, and kicked the clay figure away in a fit of rage. Immediately after, Tang Twelve appeared.

"Tang XII." Lin Yuanfeng said angrily, "You dare to insult my father. ”

"Insults?" Tang Twelve said calmly, "I'm just telling the truth. ”

As soon as the words fell, Tang Twelve coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his face was bloodless. In this battle, his injuries were too serious, and if he hadn't been hanging in one breath, he would have died long ago.

Master Fuxian took a step forward, folded his hands, compassionately said the Buddha's name, and said: "Master Tang, now you are in a desperate situation. It's better to be tied up and explain things clearly, maybe you can get a glimmer of life. ”

Tang Twelve looked at Fuxian with a smile, and said abruptly: "Master Fuxian, what does it mean to come?" ”

Fuxian was stunned and said slowly: "Accumulating good causes, accumulating good fruits, coming like Buddhas, it is said to be like coming." ”

"What if you become a ghost?"

"If you become a ghost?" Master Fuxian said in a deep voice, "If you are the lord of all Buddhas, how can you become a ghost?" ”

"It seems that the master has never seen Rulai become a ghost, so today, Tang Twelve will let the master see the ghost Rulai."

Tang Twelve slowly raised his hand and took off the burden on his body. The masters present looked vigilant and stared at Tang Twelve.

The secret weapons, poisons, and mechanisms of the Tang Sect are the best in the world, and every move can kill people invisibly. Tang Twelve is even a genius and an outstanding Tang Sect master, and his record of killing dozens of good players is clear in the past, and no one dares to despise it.

Tang Twelve slowly opened the package, and a statue of Buddha suddenly appeared. However, this Buddha statue is not the same as the one provided in the temple. The whole body is black, wearing a black Buddha robe, and there are thirty-two skull relics on his head, without the slightest dignity and compassion, revealing strange evil everywhere.

"Ghost Rulai?!"

Master Fuxian exclaimed.

"The third ghost in the Tangmen secret weapon rankings."

Chu Tiankuo's face changed violently, the aura on his body fluctuated, and the Fengyuan Sword in his hand was awe-inspiring.

"Tang Twelve even made a ghost."

Xie Cangtao's expression was solemn.

The ranking of Tangmen's secret weapons is known to the strong martial arts, and the top five of them are extremely powerful. Since Tang Twelve created the fourth-ranked Thousands of Miles of Snow to shock the martial arts, he also created the third-ranked Ghost Rulai, which is terrifying.

"If you become a ghost, the heavens will perish." Tang Twelve's eyes showed a resolute light, and he endured his dying and serious injuries, and muttered, "Master, since this martial arts destroyed you, then I will let this martial arts accompany our master and apprentice to the funeral." ”

"Hahaha......"

Tang Twelve raised his head and laughed, the laughter was deafening, and he rushed straight into the sky, arrogant and unruly. As soon as he took a step, he jumped into the endless cliff.

Master Fuxian, Chu Tiankuo, Xie Cangtao and other martial arts fames saw Tang Twelve jumping into the endless cliff, but they didn't dare to make the slightest move. The eyes were fixed on the ghost Rulai who was quietly placed on the cliff, and his mind was calm.

The third ghost in the Tang Sect secret weapon ranking is enough to make everyone feel afraid and tremble.

"It's just a strange Buddha statue." Lin Yuanfeng said, "This is just a bluff on the part of Tang Twelve. ”

"Assert ......"

The sound of strange laughter suddenly sounded, and the Buddha statue seemed to come to life, grinning, very evil, and despised the common people.

Since then, Wulin has regained its calm.

Many masters of the martial arts disappeared at the same time as Tang Twelve, and no one knew what had happened. I only know that after this battle, the masters are almost exhausted, and the martial arts have been in decline for a long time.