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Under the smoke and rain peak of the mountain, there are two new graves.

Wang Dong and Xue Yinling stood in front of the grave.

Xue Yinling stared at one of the tombs, the stone tablet in front of the tomb was carved with the three characters Shen Hongzhou, his brows were slightly furrowed, but his eyes were very blank.

It took a lot of twists and turns to enter that human Jedi, but it was very róngyì when it came out, Wang Dong had already prepared, but who knew that the 'beautiful snake' didn't even have a shadow at all, but Wang Dong didn't feel happy, because the spirit crystal chalcedony also disappeared with the beautiful snake, and even the jade tree body and jade disappeared cleanly, leaving a big and deep pit in the original place.

If it weren't for Wang Dong's earlier capture of eight chalcedony in his hand, this shíhòu would have been so depressed that he would vomit blood.

"Huh?!"

At this moment, the clothes were torn by the wind, Wang Dong turned his eyes and looked at the northwest side, and with a bang, a burly man with a full face appeared in front of him.

Their eyes met, and both of them were stunned.

"You're not dead yet?"

This bearded man was thunderous, his expression was stunned, and then he was overjoyed, his great joy was naturally not because Wang Dong and Xue Yinling did not die.

"Haha, I thought I was going to go home empty-handed this time, I didn't want you kid to be so hard, it's really Lei someone's luck!"

On that day, the snake broke out of the mountain, fierce and majestic, it was simply intimidating, Lei Xiang tried his best, and finally róngyì escaped, but he was still hit by the poisonous gas of the snake, although the poisonous gas was only inhaled one or two mouthfuls, but the domineering ferocity of the poison was unprecedented, and after he escaped, it took him more than half a month to drive away the poison. It was a painful time. What a miserable day.

"Boy. Lei is destined to be the nemesis of your fate, so obediently hand over all the treasures on your body. ”

Thunder laughed fiercely, and his body jumped vertically, and pounced on Wang Dong.

"I'm afraid you won't have the life to take it!"

Wang Dong snorted coldly, and the life-killing Tianluo umbrella was pulled out, and a white light unfolded, piercing the air and killing it.

In a split second. Wang Dong's spirit and spirit melted into yītǐ, full and full, the sword technique unfolded, mighty and mighty, like the Yangtze River, and the air was stirred up to boil and surge, like a raging wind.

Boom!

The two energies collided together without any pretense, and a spiral aura rushed in all directions, causing dust and sand to fly on the ground, and thunder shook both hands. I only feel that the other party's internal force is not only extremely strong, but also long-lasting. It seems that it is no longer under zìjǐ.

"This kid's martial arts are progressing so fast."

Lei Xiang was taken aback, his face was pale, his fists were clenched, the fist wind was shaken, and he had exerted twelve points of strength, and every punch was like a wild roar, shaking the mountains and forests.

"This man must be killed, or there will be endless trouble."

Of course, the thunder is murderous, how can Wang Dong not be like this, this thunder zhīdào chalcedony, the secret of the dragon dagger, and he is a person from the imperial court, once he is allowed to get out and leave, he is afraid that trouble will follow.

"Kill!"

Drink cold.

The Tianluo umbrella turned out in the palm, and the sharp edge was like a sword!

The sword light suddenly sparked like cold electricity, thousands of points, sprinkled down.

A sword struck like lightning and lightning.

A sword fell like frost from the sky.

A sword is sometimes like a scorching sun in the sky, sometimes like a hurricane, and sometimes a wave crashing on the shore...... jùliè has the fury of a volcanic wave, and when it is gentle, it is as soft and delicate as a drizzle breeze, and as the sword unfolds, Wang Dong's swordsmanship is actually varied and wonderful.

The two of them fought fast, they were all fighting with all their might, and in a moment, thirty or forty moves had been exchanged, Wang Dong only felt that the swordsmanship was there, and the sword momentum was like the Yangtze River and the great river were endless, all of them did as they wanted, and the sword intent was even more wanton, flowing in the heart, and a breath of breath stretched in the heart with the sword momentum and sword intent, and had to be released.

With a long roar, the king moved like a divine dragon Tianjiao, the person jumped into the air, and the Tianluo umbrella was in his palm, turning into a dazzling sword, between the lightning and flint, rubbing his body and throwing out.

Kiss!

I only heard a crisp sound, as if a bubble was broken, Wang moved, and the two bodies of the two people staggered, poof, the blood flowers bloomed in the thunder chest, and the blood flew out.

He was shocked, his face showed a look of horror, his body was longitudinal, and he was about to flee, but he didn't know that the king didn't turn his head, his body didn't shake, and the Tianluo umbrella reversed and stabbed out, and a completely unusual swordsmanship struck out, and when he couldn't make a move, he had pierced into the thunderous cervical vertebrae.

The energy exploded, and the sound of clicking and shattering sounded, flowing like dominoes in the thunderous body.

Thunder's throat gurgled, and there was a look of extreme fear in his eyes: "You killed me? How can you kill me? ”

He couldn't believe it when he was dying.

"Yes, I'll kill you!"

Wang Dong exhaled, the Tianluo umbrella slowly retracted, and the blood dripped from the edge of the umbrella, still white and clean, not stained with dust.

So a new grave was added to the place.

Suiyang County City, Iron Palm Cao Mansion.

A group of people poured out one after another, and there was Doctor Mo first, with an anxious look on his face, "Stinky boy, you have been running there for most of the month!" ”

"Worried the teacher!" Wang Dong showed a look of shame on his face, and immediately took out the porcelain bottle from the sleeve of his robe, opened the cap, and said with a smile: "But fortunately, it taught me to find this thing......." ”

"It's!"

Doctor Mo looked at it casually, his face immediately changed, and he couldn't take his eyes off it anymore, and he shouted in a low voice: "It's actually Ling, you found this thing from shímedìfāng?" ”

With Doctor Mo's concentration, it was also extremely difficult to withdraw his gaze.

"Teacher, don't care if I found it from shímedìfāng, can you sue me, now I can't save the Lingxuzi senior."

Divine Doctor Mo shook his head and sighed, "Now, it's hard for him to die even if he wants to." ”

A few days later, relying on the miraculous medicinal effect of chalcedony, Lingxuzi was finally pulled back with one foot in the ghost gate, and his injuries gradually recovered.

But soon this tone was raised again, there was no way, although at this time, in terms of combat power, ordinary innate masters may not be able to fight him, but in fact, he is still not considered to have set foot in the innate realm, and the deadline is getting closer and closer, although he didn't calculate shíjiān, it was probably only a month or two, Wang Dong felt that zìjǐ should be able to fight again......

Wang Dong waited for the day when the bronze door would open, and as soon as his mind sank, he arrived at the bronze gate.

Bang!

In the flow of light and shadow, the mind is like flying, in the gǎnjiào of upside-down time and space, in an instant, Wang Dong's feet fall to the ground, the whirring wind is loud, mixed with goose feathers and heavy snow, and the bleak wind and cold snow are sprinkled between heaven and earth.

The cold wind is like a knife.

Thousands of miles of snow.

When he opened his eyes, Wang Dong found that zìjǐ was standing in a snow-covered forest, and when he looked out, the four fields were empty, and there seemed to be no trace.

With a whoosh, the Tianluo umbrella opened and held it on his head to block the wanton invasion of the wind and snow, Wang Dong lifted the corners of his lips, and a smile appeared on his face: "The autumn wind blows Weishui, and the heavy snow fills Zhongzhou, it is really a good weather to kill." ”

This shìjiè is exactly 'Xiao Li Flying Knife'! (To be continued)