Tang Scorpion ranks tenth on the Young Dragon List, and his strength has entered the level of a top master.

The scorpion puppet that was lying on the ground suddenly sprang along, whizzing at almost the same time as the four scimitar knives.

Wang Ao didn't want the sound of the two fine iron square shields to fall, turning into an iron wall to block the way of the scorpion puppet and the flight direction of the curved hook knife.

The four knives that were supposed to hit the steel shield suddenly arced in mid-air, hitting the blue brick wall of the alley, making four "ding" sounds that were almost overlapping, and then folded, turning into four cold rays of light and then shooting towards Cui Jue in the wheelchair.

And the scorpion puppet turned over sensitively at the same time, and a scarlet light shot out from its tail, piercing into the ground, directly bypassing the square shield and bypassing Wang Ao, and immediately, it pierced out of the ground and stabbed at Cui Jue.

The puppet is not as light as the hidden weapon, it is not as concealed as the poison, and the operation is very troublesome, but the real puppet master has one more partner, and this is a partner who will not be afraid of death, and it is a natural partner.

Cui Jue pushed the wheelchair backwards with both hands.

Grunt.

The wheelchair is slowly pulled back.

One by one, his hands flew out with hidden weapons, colliding with the four scimitar knives.

Resisted the scarlet scorpion tail again.

In the distance, the five fingers of Tang Scorpion's left hand swept flexibly and extremely quickly, under the control of the invisible silk thread, the scorpion's red tail stabbed continuously, and the stabbing distance was more than ten meters, and every time it was inserted into the bricks and tiles on the side, it would leave a finger-shaped deep hole in the bricks.

The hidden weapon in his right hand seemed to be endless, shooting out wave after wave.

Most of these hidden weapons are weird flying knives that can cooperate with the wall to form secondary refraction or even tertiary refraction, which makes people unguardable.

Thus a pattern was formed in which the scorpion fought in close combat, while he shot at a distance.

Wang Ao's eyes widened, as if he had been hollowed out, and every time he tried to intercept the scorpion.

The scorpion will burrow into the ground and bypass him directly.

The dark weapons in the sky are like life, killing and colliding.

He was like a spectator, standing in the middle of this infinite murderous opportunity.

Tang Scorpion didn't see him as non-existent, and Cui Jue didn't use him for help.

Only then did Wang Ao realize that in this level of battle, he was a waste.

A flash of self-deprecation flashed in his eyes: "Oh, it's the first time I've been so completely ignored." ”

He threw away the shield in his right hand at will, held the shield in his left hand to protect himself, and saw the invisible silk thread pulled by the red scorpion with his right hand, clenched it, his muscles protruded, and he shouted: "Tianyin Fist!"

Rumble!!

Fist intent, fist power, people with fists.

The three of them are in a line, and they blast straight towards the silk thread.

Just grab the puppet's thread and the scorpion will be ruined.

But.

A tall Tang Sect disciple flashed behind the Tang Scorpion, and this disciple flew out, and a scimitar in the palm of his hand was directly pulled out from the bottom up, turning into a reverse arc moon.

It's just that this speed, this sword technique, is enough to conclude that he is at least a first-class powerhouse.

Wang Ao couldn't close his fist, so he could only quickly cross his left arm in front of him.

The steel shield stopped in front of him.

And the path of his Tianyin fist slamming into the puppet was naturally broken.

The tall Tang Sect disciple's knife was not cut solid, he seemed to expect Wang Ao to come out of the shield, his right foot suddenly stepped on the shield surface, and with the Tang Sect's light and feather-like body, he flew directly into the air, bypassing the square shield, and the scimitar in his right hand slashed out twice, straight towards Wang Ao's neck.

The king raised his head proudly, and he was exhausted.

At this moment, it was really cold and cold.

The body was hurriedly shortened, and he barely dodged a knife, but he fell to the ground in embarrassment.

The tall Tang Sect disciple smiled disdainfully: "Milky and dry boy, it's still a doll, right?

After that, he didn't care about Wang Ao anymore, lowered his head and picked up the square shield on the ground, and rushed forward with the hidden weapon shot by Cui Jue.

He was obviously Tang Scorpion's bodyguard.

The guard and the master of the hidden weapon are two in one.

And in the roadway, a three-to-one situation was suddenly formed.

The tall Tang Sect disciple, the scorpion puppet, the Tang scorpion in the distance to Cui Jue in the wheelchair.

Cui Jue's wheelchair has almost retreated to the exit of the alley.

There is no way back!

He stopped suddenly.

In his right hand, he grabbed a handful of cow hair needles.

His face was suddenly full of piety.

The mysterious man wearing the mask of the Yama Heavenly Son came to his mind.

That was his mentor.

It was the man who changed his fate.

In a thought.

Hold half a handful of cow hair needles in each hand.

Like a peacock opening the screen, a dense arm phantom appeared behind him.

Tang Scorpion was stunned: "What is that?"

The tall guards who rushed to the front were also dumbfounded.

Everyone outside the alley was stunned.

Tang Leng blinked, she had seen the open arm like a lotus petal once before, but she didn't expect... Now it can be like a thousand-armed Guanyin, using such a brilliant and brilliant secret weapon technique.

One of the Tang Sect's mastery is called the six-armed method, and when it is practiced to the high level, it is like the six arms are used together, and then you can practice the Void Night Sutra, and then turn into a double body.

But that's the limit.

Right now... What do they see?

What are the hundreds of arms?

Moment.

Thousands of cow hair needles, like the end of autumn rain.

It's not a random throwing out of a thousand hidden weapons.

But at this moment, the lame man named Cui Jue carried out a thousand concentrated secret weapon shots, and every cow hair needle hid the heart, and each one had a purpose, and was never blind.

It's like a thousand masters of hidden weapons who have figured it out, and use hidden weapons at the same time.

How can the power be small?

This is the most terrifying thing about the [Murderous Thousand Hands Floating Slaughter].

Although the consumption of true qi, mental energy, and spirit is extremely great, the winner can be determined in an instant.

Instant splendor.

Under the daylight, every cow hair needle reflects brilliance.

The lame man at the end of the alleyway seemed to be the scorching sun.

Ding Ding Ding!!

Whoosh whoosh!!

The next moment, there was a scream.

The tall disciple who rushed to the front prostrate on the ground.

The Tang Scorpion in the distance was half-kneeling on the ground, his hands hanging down, and he was no longer able to use the hidden weapon.

At least half of the hundreds of disciples behind him fell to the ground.

The puppet scorpion lost control and fell limply to the ground.

This is like a storm that clears the field, and in an instant it is not only a decisive victory, but also a crush.

The disciples in the back row were all stunned, they didn't see what was going on at all.

Wang Ao looked at Cui Jue in shock, this brother... When did it become so?

But he was only shocked in his heart, but he had no other emotions, let alone the so-called inferiority.

Throwing away the square shield, he held his iron fist and stood behind Cui Jue again, slowly pushing the wheelchair for him.

"All the needles were only anesthetic, and after three hours, they were all right. ”

Cui Jue's voice was very calm, but it spread far away.

The Tang Sect disciples in the back row couldn't help but retreat as the wheelchair advanced.

"You... What kind of identity are you, dare to come to my Tang Sect to spread wilderness?"

"Do you think that if you deal with some of my Tang Sect disciples, you will be invincible? Are you wrong?"

Cui Jue took a deep breath and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Invincible? Cui came here today just to ask, how did his deceased father Tang Shanxing feel sorry for the Tang Sect, so he was exiled, forced into the Cui family, and died depressed? ?

Or, can anyone tell me who my deceased father offended back then?

His son has come to pay for his grievances in his place. ”

The more he spoke, the louder he became, and by the end of the day, it was already loud.

The pawn who crossed the river has eaten the first son.

Every time he approaches, he gets closer to bringing out the people behind the scenes.

Just ask...

If the candle dragon is alive, he will see that the [Murderous Thousand Hands Floating Slaughter] that only he and the Yama Heavenly Son will know in the whole world will appear on this Cui Jue.

And the location where Cui Jue is located is also mostly consistent with Yama.

So...

What will the candle dragon do?

People who play chess, people who are willing to be chess pieces, people who swear to protect brotherhood without knowing the truth.

Now...

The three of them, bright or dark, thrust towards the hinterland of the Tang Gate.