297. Hospitality, Returning the Gift (I)
Since the young man in the robe, Beitang Qingon, handed over the move, Yun Zhan Ge had no reason to pretend to be gentle and frugal.
Yun Zhan Ge, who has carried hundreds of heavy battles, is obviously not a soft persimmon that is very easy to handle, it is just an ordinary mistake, the mystery of this, several people on the mountain are martial arts cultivators, not to mention the invincible martial arts in the world, but they are all first-class masters, not to mention the talented disciple Nangong Ao of martial arts and the little monk Shihu of Shaolin who has done the true transmission of Dharma, are all very discerning.
Among them, the first thing to peek through was the middle-aged soldier.
At the moment when the two of them staggered, Beitang Qinglei handed out a dull cannon fist, which directly hit Yun Zhange's chest, and Yun Zhange, who came and did not be rude, handed out a knife at this time, not a horizontal split, but a real single knife straight in, trying to pierce Beitang Qingon's ruthless means of penetrating the heart, and everyone in the audience looked at each other.
If this knife is implemented, it will rely on the decision of the master.
Beitang is green, a proper one is cool to the heart, which does not need to be pinched by Taoist advanced warlocks to be able to get a glimpse of the whole leopard, it is completely a swear to kill each other.
It's just-
Obviously, Beitang Qingliang is not a fuel-efficient lamp, after Yun Zhan Ge handed out the knife that directly had the possibility of penetrating the heart, he instantly retreated to the next second, the cannon fist changed positions, and his body suddenly stopped.
At this moment, he was stabbed by Yun Zhange, and the danger was full of dangers, and the onlookers were dumbfounded.
Spicy!
This is what everyone present said about Yun Zhan Song?
Hehe, joke. He Yun Zhan Ge did not have the protection of Yun Yao, and the back road was extremely bumpy, or he would come up with some decisiveness that belonged to the Dragon Master of Longmen. Isn't it a soft persimmon that everyone wants to handle?
Beitang Qingliang also realized Yun Zhange's killing intention.
Apparently some regrets for making a hasty move.
To put it bluntly, he Yun Zhange even dared to bombard a hero like Zhou Jingzhi Tu Zhong, and he was still afraid that he would be green in the north hall?
Besides, under the Yun Zhan Singer, there are Zuo Qingyi's Tsing Yi Kill and Longmen Battle Soul who only recognize the Yun Family's Wang Qi, and even the Longmen Dead Soldier, not to mention the Blood Coral Nalan Pujia who returned from going out to sharpen his sword heart.
At this moment, when the danger was in danger, Beitang Qinglian obviously felt that there were murderous opportunities lurking everywhere!
Obviously, it is the Dragon Gate Dead Soldier who is secretly escorting or the Dragon Gate Battle Spirit.
this era. Only being alive is king.
The dead soldiers secretly escorted by the Dragon Gate released the killing machine as a warning, and they swore to serve their lives, obviously no matter what kind of bullshit you were the pawns left by the previous dragon master. Even if it is the king of heaven, as long as the young dragon lord is moved, then there is only one end, that is, death!
At this moment, the atmosphere suddenly tightened.
Yun Zhan Ge wiped his abdomen. Beitang Qingliang was obviously really angry. Not for anything else, it's because of Yun Zhange's ruthless fight that doesn't miss the old feelings.
Gently wiping the red blood stains on his abdomen, Beitang Qinglian gritted his teeth, paused his body, shifted his shape, stepped on a strange step, and instantly moved to the left side of Yun Zhange, and threw a punch again.
This time. Yun Zhan Ge did not avoid it, and let the killing machine burst to the top.
The momentum on his body is like a surging tide. Instantly broke out of the chest, slashed horizontally again, and slashed horizontally with one blow, so that thousands of killing machines flowed into a cold knife qi, and there was obviously a determination to cut the abdomen with a knife.
The cold blade suddenly stopped at the last moment, because Beitang Qingli held the blade tightly with the palm of his hand, and suddenly blood flowed down from Beitang Qingon's fingers, which was shocking.
The corners of Yun Zhange's mouth twitched with a hint of ruthless killing intent.
At this moment, the hearts of everyone on the mountain instantly raised their throats, obviously seeing the young dragon lord's killing intention.
Just when the Cloud Battle Song Killing Machine was released, countless Dragon Gate Battle Souls hidden in the dark instantly poured out, and dozens of Dragon Gate Battle Souls dressed in black rushed from different places.
Some from behind the prayer wheel, and some from behind the Buddha statue, and so on.
At this moment, the murderous aura was pervasive.
The whole palace was filled with that extremely cold atmosphere.
The stone steps like a ladder were suddenly surging, and they were all battle spirits whose speed was to the extreme.
One of the fatty guys took the lead.
It's the Battle Spirit Slaughter.
The sneer on the corner of Yun Zhange's mouth was even worse, without too much emotion, just when he was killing, he pushed the knife in his hand a few inches horizontally again, Beitang Qingliang was a little crying and laughing, obviously there was an illusion of playing with fire, but the arrow had to be fired, he didn't believe that Yun Zhange would really kill him.
As a result, Beitang Qingliang endured the bone-chilling pain in his hands, and finally threw a punch with full strength.
Bang!
With a punch, heaven and earth seemed to be suffocated.
Yun Zhange's body was blasted out and smashed the Buddha statue, smashing the clay Buddha statue, and the debris flew everywhere.
But-
At this moment, Beitang's whole person flew upside down the mountain like a kite with a broken string, and at the same time, a mouthful of blood bloomed in the air, which was extremely dazzling.
Coincidentally, the Battle Spirit Tu, who was rushing up from the bottom of the mountain, glanced at Yun Zhan Ge, who had already stood up from the Buddha statue and patted the dust, and got a judgmental nod.
In an instant, Nangong Ao and the others on the mountain were like facing a great enemy.
Swish!
Nangong Ao Zixiao Sword was instantly unsheathed, and in this empty moment, his body was like thunder, and he stepped out of the attic.
Unwilling to be left behind, the Dharma stick was horizontal, and he easily stepped on the beam of the house and rushed down.
The middle-aged soldier's brows furrowed deeply.
It's just-
The unexpected happened.
Yun Zhan Ge beat the water dog at this time, and his body ran wildly, galloping towards the green onion of the North Hall flying upside down the mountain.
At this time, the corners of the Battle Soul Tu's mouth flashed with a hint of coldness, a short knife appeared in his hand, and his fat body rushed towards the Beitang Green Onion in the air like a swallow.
Hiss!
The cold blade is three points into the bone.
Suddenly, there was a big hole in Beitang's green back, obviously, this was the fish that Battle Spirit Tu decided to give to Yun Zhan Ge in order to leave a living mouth.
Bang!
Beitang's green body slammed into the ground, smashing up a cloud of smoke and dust.
Whew
The figure of Yun Zhan Ge came suddenly.
The cold Xuanyuan knife was unsheathed in an instant.
For a while, the surging killing intent and the wind came.
At this moment, Beitang Qingliang felt a kind of chill before death.
"Be merciful!" A cold and arrogant voice sounded instantly, Nangong Proud had not arrived, the voice arrived first, and the sword qi arrived first.
The terrifying aura emitted by the Zixiao Sword slanted down from the mountain.
Almost without any words, the five people who took the lead in the Dragon Gate Battle Spirit immediately took the lead, blocking Nangong Ao's temporary sword to save people with their flesh and blood. Suddenly, the sword qi overflowed, and directly overturned the five Dragon Gate Battle Spirits, it was precisely this gap that Yun Zhan Ge had already made up for it in Beitang's green chest, and the timing was excellent, and it was still a few centimeters away from the heart.
At this time, Beitang's face was as pale as paper.
Yun Zhan Ge suddenly stepped on Beitang's green face, twisted it hard, and sneered: "What, test the strength of this dragon master?" I know that a proud chess piece like you, Yun Yao has buried a lot, I can tell you clearly, come to a temptation, I will kill a temptation, if every chess piece left by Yun Yao will test the strength of this dragon master, then I will have to face the annoying entanglement every day? It's better to kill it clean! ”
Beitang's green eyes were angry and resentful.
Yun Zhan Ge made up for it again without mercy, and suddenly Beitang Aoki grinned in pain.
"Not convinced? That's really going to have to be killed, it's useless to keep it, it's just going to disgust me! Yun Zhange spoke indifferently again, his voice, like a devil, revealing a chill to the bone.
At this moment, Nangong Ao had already rushed to the front, and when he saw the miserable appearance of the green onion in the north hall in front of him, he couldn't help but gasp, and Shi Hu, who was just arriving a second behind, also frowned.
The corners of Yun Zhange's mouth pursed a trace of indifference and indifference, the kind of decisiveness that kills people like killing chickens is vividly emanated, and he waved his big hand and said, "Take it away!" ”
Without looking at Nangong Ao and Shi Hu, who had ugly faces, Yun Zhange took the lead in climbing the stairs.
Ten minutes later.
In a quaint living room, the middle-aged soldier stared at Yun Zhan Ge with unkind eyes, his gaze was like a tiger's gaze, although he just stared, there was a surging momentum.
At this moment, Nangong Ao and Shi Hu, who followed Yun Zhan Ge into the quaint living room, both showed a helpless expression, while Beitang Qingliang was carried by the Dragon Gate Battle Spirit Tu with one hand and thrown to the ground like a dead dog.
The middle-aged soldier wanted to speak and stopped, Yun Zhange smiled lightly, and said: "Nie Yuanzheng, it's really a life where you don't meet, first hold back the desire that is about to spit out in your dog's mouth, this dragon master doesn't want to listen!" ”
This middle-aged soldier is none other than one of the leaders of the Ministry of State Control, one of the most influential figures in the most mysterious organization in Huaxia.
Nie Yuanzheng's eyes were gloomy, staring at Yun Zhan Ge, and he never said a word.
If the enemy does not move, I will not move.
Yun Zhan Ge stood there casually, looking at Nie Yuanzheng with a smile.
"Yun Zhan Ge, I think, we should have a good talk!" Half an hour later, Nie Yuanzheng was the first to break the silence.
"Yes!" Yun Zhan Ge turned around and walked in front of Beitang's green onions, which looked like a dead dog, with an eerie killing intent in his eyes, and said, "This person must die!" ”
Groov!
As soon as the words came out, everyone present trembled.
I saw Yun Zhan Ge patting Beitang's green face slowly, and sneered: "Yun Yao's Dragon Gate, there are Yun Yao's rules, my Yun Zhange's Dragon Gate, naturally has my rules, and those who commit chaos will be killed!" ”
The cold tone spit out from Yun Zhange's mouth, and suddenly an overwhelming killing intent instantly permeated the entire room, and the miserable Beitang Qinglian was full of excitement.
"I don't need to be submissive to my subordinates, it will only affect my judgment when I do things, and it won't be easy to use." Yun Zhan Ge ignored the wonderful faces in the room and spoke again.
At this time, there was a strange look in the eyes of the Battle Soul Tu, as if he was waiting for Yun Zhan Ge to give an order, and then took action to solve the comrade-in-arms in front of him who should have belonged to the same trench.
Nie Yuanzheng was finally moved. (To be continued......)