"The palace master is kind enough to entertain you, but you treat the Infinite Divine Palace like this, you ......"

A middle-aged man at the head looked angry, Tang Xuanming picked out his ears indifferently, and with a flick of it, a piece of yellow earwax crossed a distance of several zhang and passed through the middle-aged man's mouth, bringing up a touch of blood.

The force of the impact threw him high and then fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

A martial artist whose strength had reached the second-rate realm died like this, and there was a small commotion in the group of people in the Infinite Divine Palace.

Without Tang Xuanming's too many orders, the dozens of ronins who followed him rushed forward with a roar, and the ribs, cross swords flew, and they were in a ball.

And the group of the Infinite Divine Palace, who had lost their backbone, were panicked and had no will to fight at all, especially when their strongest people were easily defeated.

All they had in their hearts was fear and uneasiness, and they didn't dare to stay at all.

It soon collapsed, leaving behind more than a dozen corpses scattered around.

The broken kunai and ribs fell to the ground.

Tang Xuanming didn't care, and drove the fire qilin that was sitting down, stepping through this killing field little by little.

Among his more than forty followers, two of them were hit hard, and Junichi Watanabe secretly looked at Tang Xuanming's face and found that this top powerhouse didn't have the slightest expression on his face, and he didn't look at this side at all.

He was silent for a moment, and arranged for a ronin to bandage the two seriously wounded, as a frequent wandering samurai, injuries were commonplace, and they were very skilled in bandaging.

"Put them nearby, and they'll take us in. ”

This sudden encounter took place next to a village, in a simple thatched hut, with pairs of black and white eyes looking at this side with horror.

Their gaze was a little apprehensive, but more numb.

This kind of thing is too much for them.

Since the rise of the Infinite Divine Palace, the Absolute God has stolen the King Kong Incorruptible Divine Skill from the Shaolin Temple in the Central Plains, and revised the cultivation into an immortal golden body.

This kind of killing has been going on all along, and the emperor of Toei has been silent, silently watching all this happen.

Different from the situation where hundreds of schools of thought in the Central Plains martial arts contended, only the godless Wujie Divine Palace was dominant on the side of Dongying Wulin.

If Tang Xuanming remembered correctly, the Absolute God would launch an attack on the Central Plains soon, and it was going well.

When the Central Plains martial arts were killed by Nameless to wither, the top martial arts masters were actually only Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun, and they had to rely on them to be able to fight against the Absolute Divine Skill.

"That is, the emperor Shakti's heavenly gate is not out, so these beam-jumping clowns are making a big splash in the Central Plains martial arts. ”

Tang Xuanming looked at the sky indifferently, and the blood-colored sunset sprinkled all over the world, adding a tragic atmosphere out of thin air.

It's nightfall!

Tang Xuanming didn't go to rest in the village he saw on the side of the road, and as he approached the center of Dongying step by step, more and more battles were destined to occur.

He didn't care too much about the lives and deaths of the island's inhabitants.

But if he could, he didn't want to affect too many people.

He removed the Snow Drink Knife from his waist and set it aside.

The huge fire unicorn lay beside him, and the sound of heavy breathing was like thunder.

Tang Xuanming patted the scale armor of the Fire Qilin, and this huge fierce beast erupted a ball of flames from its shoulder.

The ronin on the other side handed over a processed sea fish, Tang Xuanming casually used internal force to pull it, and the sea fish was cut into thin slices one after another.

The almost transparent fish fillet was suspended for a moment on the beating flames on the fire qilin's body, and the color was gradually approaching golden, and then it automatically flew into Tang Xuanming's mouth.

Although the ronins have seen this scene countless times, they still find it shocking and incomprehensible.

The sea fish suspended beside Tang Xuanming, as well as the fish meat that automatically flew out and fell into his mouth one after another, were full of a touching beauty, and at the same time expressed extremely powerful power.

"Poof!"

A white and transparent fish bone was spit out by Tang Xuanming, piercing an assassin who suddenly broke through the ground and merged with the night.

A bewitching blood flower bloomed in the darkness, and the ronin skillfully walked in front of Tang Xuanming, and bowed respectfully to Tang Xuanming.

Dragged the corpse away, this kind of thing happened too much, it was too common, they were used to it.

"Poof!"

Another fish bone is spit out, and the spines of marine fish are more slender and sharp than those of inland fish, but the bones of any fish are easy to break.

There was never a moment when a group of ronins would be so frightened, that white, transparent fish bone.

The hunters in the darkness broke out in a cold sweat, and their foreheads and backs were covered with fine beads of sweat, but they didn't even dare to wipe them.

The fish bone unmistakably pierced the head of an assassin, directly into the center of the eyebrows, as if forming a beautiful picture.

Under the support of the majestic internal force, the ravaging elm thorn easily pierced the hardest skull of the human body and took away a life.

Tang Xuanming eats fish slowly, unhurriedly, with a different kind of elegance.

But all the Assassins who hid in the darkness felt chills all over.

Every short period of time, a fish bone will spit out, and then a living life will be taken away.

No matter how secret the dormant place is, no matter how well it is disguised, it will always be impossible to escape the blow of that fluttering fish bone.

"No, I can't take it anymore. ”

In the eyes of Tang Xuanming's group of followers, the originally calm night suddenly flowed, no, or a small piece of darkness suddenly passed through quickly, which made them discover the assassin hidden in the darkness and almost merged with the night.

The Assassin was not trying to kill everyone, but frantically ran into the distance, as if there was a demon behind him.

"Ahh

But he let out a short scream and fell to the ground.

There was dark red blood flowing slowly, destroying the atmosphere that was one with the darkness, and it looked even more eerie and poignant under the light of the fire.

"There are enemies!"

Junichi Watanabe let out a roar, but in fact it was more to cheer himself up.

The torch-lit ronins scattered away, only to discover the strangeness in the darkness.

One after another, assassins in nightwear lay on the ground, their blood still slowly flowing and staining the grass red.

"Count them and collect the useful stuff on them. ”

Junichi Watanabe's hand trembled a little, but he calmly gave the order.

The statistics were quickly counted, and a ronin who looked to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old came over and reported: "There are seven assassins, there is nothing useful on them, and they are all dead." ”