There was silence in the lounge.

It's like the depths of the sea.

There was no sound for at least two seconds.

Everyone looked at Li Daochong with a shocked face, looking at this little thief who dared to speak disrespectfully to Hong Yahai.

Hong Yahai is a mid-stage Qi Gathering cultivator, and there is only two small levels of gap between him and the foundation building, and his strength is definitely a master in the dungeon.

There will be no more than ten people in the entire dungeon, all of whom are presidents, owners, presidents, and CEOs of major underground forces.

If you want to say that the most shocked, it is naturally Hong Yahai himself.

The little thief in front of him dared to talk to him like this.

"Hahaha." Hong Yahai suddenly looked up and laughed, then lowered his head suddenly, looked at Li Daochong, and said coldly, "Little thief, this is the biggest joke Lao Tzu has heard this year, you are only afraid that your brain is not very good, come, Lao Tzu will put his finger here, Lao Tzu wants to see if it will be missing." ”

Bang!

Before Hong Yahai's words fell, a fire talisman shot out from Li Daochong's hand, so close that it instantly bombarded Hong Yahai's body.

The power of the third-level enhanced version of the fire talisman can make cultivators at the peak of qi refining unbearable, and even seriously injured, but for the qi gathering period, it is not enough to pose a threat.

But it can still be done when it hurts.

Vile.

Where would everyone present have thought that the little thief would say that he would play and play at all, and he didn't play cards according to the routine at all.

Hong Yahai didn't pay attention to the road, took two steps back, and before he could stand firmly, a silver light flashed.

At that moment, Hong Yahai actually had a feeling of being on the verge of death.

It was a shame for a little guy in the Qi Refining Period to let him, a master in the Qi Gathering Period, feel this way.

Hong Yahai stretched out his hand, and a broad sword appeared in his hand.

While!

There was a screeching sound.

Li Daochong slashed his saber hard at the broadsword, and the anti-shock force made him take three steps back.

Hong Yahai's wrist was numb, and the tiger's mouth was directly cracked, and blood flowed out.

At this scene, everyone was stunned again.

Hong Yahai was actually injured? Lin Yuhan opened her mouth and looked at Li Daochong in surprise, she was a little confused at this time, this young man who looked like he was only eighteen or nineteen years old, he and his cousin retreated sharply with one move, and he could also hurt the mid-stage cultivator of Qi Gathering.

What monsters? How can it be so strong? Could it be that he is one of the two proud sons of the Gu family or the Ao family? Lin Yuhan wondered, how could this kind of person be a thief?

Wang Jinlong looked at Hong Yahai with disdain in his eyes, and scolded secretly in his heart, waste, he only knows how to lie on a woman's belly all day long, and now he can't even deal with a little thief.

Hong Yahai glanced at the tiger's mouth, was furious, and shouted, "Fuck, look for death." ”

Li Daochong took three steps back, the qi and blood in his body were churning, and the strength in the middle of the qi gathering was really strong, much more powerful than the previous killer.

If it weren't for Li Daochong's cultivation to greatly improve, he took the lead just now, and the sneak attack caught Hong Yahai off guard and hurriedly resisted.

But even so, it was Li Daochong who was shaken back.

As for Hong Yahai's cracking of the tiger's mouth, it was not because of how deep Li Daochong's internal strength was, but because he took advantage of the exercises.

The laceration effect of "Nine Splitting Knife Technique" made Hong Yahai fall into flames.

No matter how he could hurt a mid-stage Qi Gathering cultivator, even Li Daochong himself was a little surprised, the ground-level exercises were really powerful.

Hong Yahai was embarrassed under the two moves, so many people couldn't get over it when they looked at it, and they were really angry.

With a heavy drink, the aura in the body swelled, and he drank lightly.

Broken Mountain Sword.

It's just that Hong Yahai has just made a move, and Li Daochong has already offered a fire talisman.

The advantage of the spirit rune is that it can be fired by pulling the trigger, no need to build momentum, no luck, and you can shoot in an instant.

The only flaw is that pure consumables are gone when you use them, and they are difficult to make and difficult to obtain.

This time, Li Daochong used the fourth-level fire talisman he had just made, a total of two.

Li Daochong knew very well that when Hong Yahai was prepared, it would be impossible for him to resist his attack when he got serious.

Only the first strike is stronger, the power of the fourth-level fire talisman is completely different, and cultivators in the Qi Gathering Period can't bear it.

Hong Yahai had already seen the fire talisman in Li Daochong's hand, but he didn't care about it at all, how could this level of fire talisman hurt him.

But when the fire talisman turned into a fireball and flew in, Hong Yahai felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't hide if he wanted to.

Rumble!

There was a muffled sound.

Hong Yahai flew upside down and slammed into the wall of the corridor more than ten meters away.

Li Daochong's eyes jumped, Hong Yahai was in a hurry, and the sword in his hand changed direction to resist the fire talisman, and the two forces canceled out most of each other.

If it weren't for that, Hong Yahai would have been blasted out of the Shadow Tower.

After the roar, the lounge fell silent again, and everyone looked at Hong Yahai, who hit the wall and rebounded and fell to the ground, and was stunned.

"Phew." Hong Yahai spat and stood up from the ground, he was scared a lot just now, although his face was still ruthless at this time, but there was a little more jealousy in his eyes when he looked at Li Daochong, and his eyes would inadvertently aim at Li Daochong's hand to see if there was a fire talisman.

The corners of Li Daochong's lips were raised, not disappointing Hong Yahai, and another fire talisman appeared in his hand.

"Let's go together, take down the thief for me, he doesn't have anything to do except use the fire talisman." Hong Yahai didn't dare to risk his life and ordered.

The guards but no one dared to move, and they scolded in their hearts, fuck, why don't you go on yourself.

Even the middle stage of qi gathering was blown away, didn't their gang of people in the qi refining stage go up to death in vain?

An order was given, but no one moved.

"A group of rice buckets, didn't you hear what I said, whoever doesn't go will be expelled on the spot today." Hong Yahai was furious.

This worked, more than a dozen big men glanced at each other, gritted their teeth, and fought hard, even if they were injured, they would be considered work-related injuries, and there would be generous compensation, and if they were fired, they would have to drink the northwest wind in the future.

After weighing, the guards were in a heart, someone shouted, and then rushed up.

Li Daochong slashed the saber in his hand, and "Nine Splitting Sword Technique" was about to start.

"Stop."

A shout came from outside the door.

Old Ghost Zhang walked into the lounge with a gloomy face, and his wrinkled old face was full of smoke.

"What are you doing? I don't know if I was upstairs with the owner of the house, what would be the point of making a noise. Old Ghost Zhang glanced at the room and asked.

"Old Zhang, there is a thief stealing something, and we are catching the thief." Wang Jinlong ran to the old ghost Zhang and said.

"What thief? The Shadow Workshop is heavily guarded, how can a thief sneak in? Old Ghost Zhang asked.

"Elder Zhang, I suspect that someone should bring him in." Wang Jinlong hurriedly complained, and looked at Zeng Jiao as he spoke.

"Where's the thief?" Old Ghost Zhang's face became more and more unsightly.

"Him." Wang Jinlong stretched out his hand and pointed at Li Daochong.

Syllable!

Old Ghost Zhang raised his hand and gave Wang Jinlong a mouthful.

Wang Jinlong covered his face and looked at Old Ghost Zhang in horror.

"He is a VIP, the old man brought it in, you say the old man is an internal response?" Old Ghost Zhang slapped him and said in a deep voice.

Hiss!

Wang Jinlong gasped, Hong Yahai was dumbfounded, and a group of guards wanted to cry without tears.

Lin Yuhan and Lin Jiahao looked blindfolded.

VIP?

Everyone in the lounge froze in place, looking at Li Daochong in disbelief.