"Bang!"

Under the attack of the Netherworld White Tiger, "Gao Feng" turned into a sandbag, constantly hitting back and forth in the forest, and the anger in the eyes of the extremely aggrieved "Gao Feng" gradually dissipated.

Instead, there was a kind of fear, and the black gas that could protect him from harm was getting weaker and weaker, as if it could completely dissipate at any time.

And if all this black gas dissipated, then under the attack of the Netherworld White Tiger, he would only turn into a puddle of mud in an instant.

"What the hell is this?"

The more he attacked Yang Dong's heart, the more surprised he became, in the stormy attack just now, the person on the other side didn't even show a trace of damage, which was too abnormal.

It's a little unreasonable.

"Boom!"

Another blow fell, and the soul power of the Netherworld White Tiger transformed by Dai Zhong and the two had already consumed more than half, and with the suppression of Yang Dong's ghost hand martial spirit, Dai Zhong and the two couldn't even get in touch with the martial soul fusion technique.

"General, if you don't come, I'm really going to be beaten to death."

As soon as the grumbling of "Gao Feng" fell, the light flashed, and three figures appeared in front of "Gao Feng", one of them raised his arm and put on a very arrogant posture, and the pitch-black gas turned into the strongest shield, firmly blocking the front of several people.

"Bang!"

"Click!"

The figure's triumphant shield was torn apart by the Nether White Tiger carelessly, and then it flew out with a single claw.

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"Who the hell are you?"

Yang Dong controlled the Netherworld White Tiger to retreat for a distance, and finally couldn't help but ask this question.

One person can be said to be a talent effect, but now three more people have appeared in front of him, and they also have the same power as the previous person.

At the same time, there are four people with the same talent effect, and they have not shown their heads on the Douluo Continent. Yang Dong couldn't think of where he had offended these people.

"This person is Yang Dong?"

The person who came didn't care about Yang Dong's question, and the person who was called the general in the lead looked at the "Gao Feng" beside him and asked.

"Yes, General, this man smells the same as that man. It's just a little strange that his martial soul is not the Wind Sword. ”

"Gao Feng" patted his chest in fear, if the blow just now fell, I was afraid that he would really die.

Wind sword?

Yang Dong's heart sank, the Wind Sword Martial Soul was unique to the Wind Sword Sect, so the few people in front of him were only from the side of the Izumo Principality.

"So, let's do it."

The general glanced at Yang Dong lightly, waved his hand, and suddenly two figures shot out and launched an attack on Yang Dong.

Within a radius of a kilometer, a dense black liquid was rolling down, and in an instant, it was all over the area.

"Devour heaven and earth."

Under the control of the two of them, the dense liquid turned into a huge mouth and bit down on Yang Dong.

What the hell?!

White Tiger Blazing Light Wave!

The Nether White Tiger roared angrily, and spat out a brilliant white pillar of light from its mouth, colliding with the huge black mouth.

Click.

In Yang Dong's gaze, the white tiger's fierce light waves were constantly swallowed by the black giant mouth, and in the blink of an eye, the black giant mouth attacked Yang Dong again.

"Poof!"

The black giant mouth successfully devoured Yang Dong and the Nether White Tiger.

"Is it over?"

"Gao Feng" muttered to himself as he looked at the scene in front of him.

The Netherworld White Tiger, who beat him up before, was dealt with so easily?

"It's over? Xi, you also underestimate these people on the Douluo Continent, they didn't get dealt with so easily. If it could be easily solved, we wouldn't have been held back by a Wind Sword Sect for so long. ”

The general didn't say anything, and his eyes fell on the big black mouth, as if he could see the scene inside.

"Self-destruct."

Yang Dong's face turned pale, and he gave the latest order to the Netherworld White Tiger.

No

Don't blow yourself up.

Dai Zhong and the others desperately wanted to regain control of the Netherworld White Tiger, and self-detonation was worse than death for them.

It's a pity that the Netherworld White Tiger was suppressed by the ghost hand martial spirit, and he ignored the shouts of Dai Zhong and the others.

After a humane glance at Yang Dong, the powerful power of the entire body exploded, and the black mouth that constantly tried to devour Yang Dong and the Netherworld White Tiger bore the brunt of it, and was directly blown into powder.

Found you.

Five-stage slash!

Break the army and ascend to the dragon!

Draw your sword and slash!

Yang Dong's speed was like a ghost, and several sword skills fell in a row at one of them.

The person without the black gas protection is not as strong as Yang Dong imagined, but very fragile, after several swords fell, Yang Dong attacked this person is tragically killed under Yang Dong's sword.

And one more.

Yang Dong's footsteps did not stop, and he attacked the other person at an extremely fast speed.

"General, help me."

"General, save me!"

It's a pity that his call didn't bring him rescue, and the people he called the general watched Yang Dong appear in front of him coldly.

and watched him die under Yang Dong's sword with his own eyes.

"Ahem."

Yang Dong coughed up a mouthful of blood and wiped his lips absently, the self-explosion of the Netherworld White Tiger just now also caused serious injuries to Yang Dong.

"Will ......"

"Gao Feng" looked at the person in front of him without saying anything, he didn't understand why the general watched the two of them die like this.

Aren't we all teammates on a mission together?

"Tin, don't ask if you shouldn't ask something, you're a smart guy, you should understand what I mean, right?"

The general still said without looking back.

He didn't care about the death of the two of Banon, and he could still use it to enhance his strength after he died.

"Think about it, your name is Yang Dong, you are Yang Tianyi's son, what should you call me? Let me think, by the way, should you call me the third grandfather? ”

As he spoke, the general removed the hat that had been blocking his head.

An extremely old face appeared in front of Yang Dong, his face was covered with black strange lines, and as he opened his mouth, the black strange lines seemed to come to life.

"It's been a long time, Yang Dong's grandson. How are you doing after all these years? ”

This voice, this face.

Looking at the figure in front of him, Yang Dong's body trembled uncontrollably.

YANG Hong,

What appeared in front of Yang Dong was none other than Yang Hong, the third elder of the Wind Sword Sect.

It has been more than ten years since he left the Wind Sword Sect at the age of six, although he has not seen each other for many years, Yang Dong is very sure that the person in front of him is Yang Hong, the third elder who he has not seen for a long time.