"Nuan Nuan, don't worry, as long as you marry me. I promise your family will be absolutely fine. Even if that lord occupies the Dragon Hall, he has to rely on a great master like my father to help him suppress the Quartet. ”

Leng Tong's face also softened, and he persuaded when he heard the words.

Uncle Xie was behind him, clutching his chest, his face showing despair.

Leng Tong on the opposite side, he is young, he has passed himself in cultivation, and he also has several masters of internal strength, all of whom are above the completion of internal strength, and with himself and the guards in the manor, he is by no means his opponent.

I can only fight to the death and find a chance to let the young lady escape. ’

Thinking like this, Uncle Xie took a deep breath, and death appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, a leisurely voice suddenly came:

"Who said I died in the Valley of No Return?"

Hearing this voice, everyone was stunned and looked up.

I saw a black boy in casual clothes, strolling with his hands in his hands. Beside him, slightly in the back position, followed a man in Tsing Yi with an elegant and innocent appearance.

Seeing the two of them, everyone was shocked.

"Hades, and the Dragon Lord, didn't you die in the Valley of No Return?"

Huang Jing blurted out.

Leng Hitomi's face changed wildly, and a terrifying light shot out of his eyes. And Uncle Xie, who was covering his chest and coughing, struggled even more, fell to the ground, knocked at Xie Yan again and again, and said with tears:

"Xie Jingtang, a descendant of the Xie family, meet the ancestor. Heaven bless, let the ancestor return safely..."

"Get up. ”

Xie Yan said in a deep voice.

His face sank like water, and the entire hall seemed to be shrouded in a murderous aura, and everyone didn't dare to come out, as if they were afraid of moving a finger, and they would be slapped to death by this Lingzun powerhouse who had been in Southeast Asia for a hundred years.

"Xie Yan, it seems that you are not in this year and a half, and Longtang doesn't seem to be very calm. ”

Chu Ling looked at the few people behind Leng Tong with interest, they were all wearing black power suits, and there was a dragon pattern on their chests, which was the symbol of the Dragon Hall. But at this time, they actually followed behind Leng Tong to deal with the Xie family.

"Master, it's my fault. ”

Xie Yan's old face flushed, and in the shocked gaze of everyone, he bowed to Chu Ling and said respectfully.

"Allow me to clear the portal and ask for the truth. ”

"Go, since you are my protector, the Dragon Hall also belongs to my disciple of the Dragon Protector Villa. If there's something, I'll do it too. Chu Ling said lightly with his hands behind his back.

After receiving Chu Ling's instructions, Xie Yan took a step forward, his eyes swept coldly.

Everyone only felt that this glance was like an inextinguishable cold wind, instantly freezing their souls. Especially the spiritual power in Xie Yan's eyes was even more overwhelming, and they couldn't even move their little thumbs.

"What's going on? Aren't the Dragon Lord and the Hades enemies?, what do you think of this, the Dragon Lord actually worships under the Hades Gate?"

Guo Nuannuan's brain was messy.

"Bang. ”

Xie Yan hasn't made a move yet.

Leng Tong and the others snapped, fell to their knees, and trembled:

"The Dragon Lord spares his life!

Several other Longtang disciples, although they had never seen Xie Yan's real body, but from the words of Leng Tong and the others, as well as Xie Yan's appearance, how could they not know that this man in Tsing Yi was the Dragon Master of Longtang who had been in Southeast Asia for a hundred years?

"You Leng Jianfeng, I remember that you belong to the Leng family of Longtang, back then, the ancestor of your Leng family, also worshiped in Longtang, and swore to be loyal to Longtang forever and never rebelled, why did you attack my Xie family manor?"

Xie Yan said slowly.

"I...."

Leng Tong's lips trembled, and he didn't say a word.

"Attacking the Dragon Hall Dragon Lord Family, it is regarded as betraying the Dragon Hall, violators, death!"

Xie Yan spit out a word. Before those Longtang disciples could react, a black light shot out from behind Xie Yan, instantly slashing across the head including Leng Tong.

I saw a snap.

The son of the Great Boxer instantly rose in the blood mist and died on the spot. There was a look of disbelief on his incomparably handsome face, as if he didn't expect that he would die in this nameless manor.

Whether it was Huang Jing or other Chinese people, they all trembled with fear when they saw this scene. Leng Tong is the son of a dignified grandmaster, a young master with the peak of internal strength, and a very high status in the Chinese world, but now, he was killed by Xie Yan with a sword. How can they not be frightened and afraid?

Only Guo Nuannuan and Xie Jingtang had a hint of happiness flashing in their eyes.

"Ahh

Several other Longtang disciples even knocked frantically:

"Ask the Dragon Lord to spare his life, all this is instructed by the Leng family, and the disciples and others are following the orders of the Leng family master. ”

"Hmph, the Sword Chopping Hall belongs to my Dragon Hall elite team, and it can't be moved lightly unless it is the order of the hall master. When will Leng Jianfeng be able to order you elite disciples of the 'Sword Chopping Hall'?" Xie Yan snorted coldly.

Only then did Chu Ling notice that behind those Longtang disciples were carrying a giant sword.

This Sword Slashing Hall should be a special team similar to the Angel Temple Dark Moon and the Three-Star Dark Division.

"This..."

The disciples of the Dragon Hall looked at each other.

Although Leng Jianfeng is a Chinese Grand Master, he can only be regarded as half of the Dragon Hall and has not entered the core of the Dragon Hall. The real center of power in Longtang is controlled by the four major families. Unless it was ordered by the patriarchs of the four major families, there was no way to mobilize the Sword Chopping Hall.

"Say, I'm not here for a year and a half, what's going on in Longtang?"

Xie Yan said calmly.

"Yes!"

Those people had no choice but to speak. With the words of several Sword Slashing Hall disciples, Chu Ling and Xie Yan knew what a drastic change had happened in the Dragon Hall when they were not in the past year and a half.

After Xie Yan disappeared into the Valley of No Return, many people concluded that he was dead.

At first, Longtang was able to hold on and remain stable. But with the great changes in the world, one by one Lingzun appeared, and other Lingzun began to covet the Dragon Hall. This force entrenched in the Chinese community in Southeast Asia is too huge, and there is no Lingzun to guard it, just like a piece of fatty fresh meat.

A year ago.

The major forces in Southeast Asia all ascended to the main altar of Longtang and demanded that Longtang withdraw from Southeast Asia and only keep the mainland of Xingzhou. was decisively rejected by Long Tang, and then all kinds of struggles set off.

The combat effectiveness of the Dragon Hall is amazing, there are as many as seven or eight grandmasters in the hall, and almost all the Chinese grandmasters in Southeast Asia belong to the Dragon Hall. Even if you fight with the major forces, you are not afraid at all.

But half a year ago, the king of Thailand, who was in charge of Thailand, made a brazen attack and killed the number one general of Longtang, a strong man who was on the dark list. Suddenly made Longtang shocked. Then, the high priest of Tanah Lot Temple also took action, setting off a monstrous tsunami, drowning an elite squad of the Dragon Hall, and causing the secular force of the Dragon Hall to suffer a heavy blow.

"Damn Daxin and Suharbi!"

Hearing this, Xie Yan snorted angrily, murderous.

When several Sword Slashing Hall disciples heard this, they trembled with fright.

"Who are these two?"

Chu Ling frowned slightly.

He is more aware of the spiritual deity of Huaguo, but he may not understand it in Southeast Asia.

"Daxin, the king of the head-lowering king, is the master of the art of head-lowering in the world, and can be called the patron saint of one side. ”