(); After a day in a coma, Leng Tong finally woke up.

When he first woke up, his head was still throbbing with pain, which was a characteristic of impaired mental power.

As a great grandmaster of the organ, Leng Tong naturally has his own set of spiritual powers. He ignored Leng Wenbo, who was sitting on the side, sat up cross-legged, breathed a long breath, and fell into meditation.

After about another hour, he opened his eyes again, his face much more normal than before.

He remembered the scene before he fell unconscious and asked, "You brought me back?"

Leng Wenbo waited quietly to the side, handed over a cup of tea, and nodded.

He gave a brief account of Leng Tong's situation before he fell into a coma, and finally said, "Master Si instructed that after you wake up, go to the public to meet him." ”

No matter how powerful the pinnacle-level organ grand master is, he is nothing in front of the golden priest. Leng Tong stood up and said, "I see...... What about Lu Cheng?"

He fled, but the priest did not pursue him. I privately sent someone to follow up, but nothing came of it. ”

Leng Tong stood still, sensed it, and sneered: "Yes, of course I can't track it." He hid in his rat nest again. Hmph, there is a kind of hiding in it for the rest of his life, and when he comes out again, it will be his death!"

He looked down and saw that the wounds on his body had fully healed, but the sharp pain still lingered in his mind.

Leng Tong snorted coldly: "The revenge of the seriously injured, let him pay back with his life!"

Leng Wenbo lowered his voice and said, "Lord Da Xiangchun, there is one more thing I want to tell you." ”

Leng Tong is Leng Wenbo's elder and ranks ninth. Leng Wenbo called him Uncle Nine in private, but now there are only two people, and he still calls him like this, obviously reminding him of his identity to show that he has business to discuss.

Leng Tong turned pale and said, "Although I am the great worship of the Leng family, you are the deputy of the head of the family, if there is something, you just have to say." ”

Leng Wenbo folded his hands, pondered for a moment, and said, "Lu Cheng's origin is unknown, and he is deeply hidden. I have a feeling that he will be the biggest variable in this organ war. Great offering, the next time you meet him, you don't have to keep your hands anymore, you must cut the grass and eradicate the roots!"

This time, he ended up losing both, one is because Chang Ming's knife is like a stroke of genius, which is really difficult to dodge and prevent, and the other is also because Leng Tong did not really kill him.

He was still worried about the space technology in Chang Ming's hand, and wanted to capture him alive and ask him what was going on.

Leng Wenbo didn't see the scene, but he knew Leng Tong's ability, and he knew his surname, so he naturally deduced that it was eighty percent.

At this time, he said as he stared at Leng Tong with an extremely solemn expression.

Leng Tong looked back at him, his face was cloudy, and after a long time, he said slowly: "I know, family affairs, I will naturally take it to heart." ”

Leng Wenbo is thin and small, and he is a junior, so he does not lose his momentum in front of Leng Tong. He nodded and said, "In this organ war, Dongwu Prefecture must lose." Therefore, we must snuff out all variables in the cradle...... This matter is entrusted to Uncle Nine. ”

Leng Tong sighed and nodded, "I know!"

......

At this time, Chang Ming was still in the agency factory, studying the means to deal with Leng Tong.

A long golden blade appeared in his right hand, which was formed by the right hand of the gods. Its blade is light and unstoppable, and when held in his hand, it seems to merge with Chang Ming, changing with his mind.

His left index finger tapped on the blade of the blade, which was as thin as a cicada's wing, and with each click, a circle of ripples appeared, and as soon as the ripples dissipated, a pattern appeared on the blade.

Seven identical lines appeared in a row, like seven intricate flowers blooming on the blade of a knife.

Chang Ming withdrew his fingers and grasped the handle of the knife.

He took a stance and swung his knife forward!

The blade made a beautiful arc and swung forward. Its trajectory seemed so clear and clear, but it was incredibly fast! Where the blade passed, the air was torn apart, and black shadow-like gaps appeared, with a strange feeling.

This knife is the same knife that seriously injured Leng Tong at the beginning!

It's not a coincidence, Chang Ming copied it again!

Three swords in a row, in the air, there were more and more black notches, all over the place where the golden blade passed.

At this time, Ash picked up a piece of feather and blew it gently. The feathers were carried by the air towards the area, just in time for a black notch. The feather floated quietly, one moment intact, the next it became two! It passed through a gap again, and two became four......

Xiao Zhi praised: "What a powerful knife, even the space has been cut off." ”

Chang Ming closed his momentum and smiled. He said, "It's really good, seven acceleration divine patterns have been applied to the blade formed by the right hand of the god, and the speed is fast enough to tear the space!"

The Divine Pattern is so powerful, so wonderful!

Chang Ming shook his hand, and the golden blade turned into an invisible glove and disappeared.

Chang Ming said: "Let's go, a good knife has to be sharpened, we should go find that whetstone!"

......

Leng Tong came out of the organ guild and let out a long breath, feeling very complicated in his heart.

The three temple priests just asked him about the basic situation at the time and let him leave.

As a pinnacle-level organ grand master, he is usually a highly respected object whether it is in the family or on other occasions. And now, the attitude of the three priests towards him is high, although it is not indifferent, but it is obvious that they are not taken to heart.

Moreover, the three priests did not care as much about the man named Lu Cheng as he had imagined, and they had no intention of telling him the information they had received from the guild badge.

But also, that guy is only a mid-level mechanic, and he is nothing to the priests of the temple!

He held his breath in his heart, thinking to himself, it was really right to stay in Beifuzhou all the time and not go to Central Kunzhou. If you keep being so aggrieved...... Hmph, Temple!

Lu Cheng was seriously injured and fled, and now he doesn't know what happened......

Leng Tong deliberately tracked the soul imprint, and suddenly his eyes lit up-

That kid got out of the rat hole!

He slammed his feet, instantly pierced the sky, and chased towards that side!

......

Leng Tong followed the hint of the soul imprint and soon found the other party in the ancient battlefield.

The man stood in the fog of the ancient battlefield, not knowing what he was doing. As soon as Leng Tong sensed his existence, he immediately made a move without hesitation!

The reason why Chang Ming had the upper hand last time was indeed related to his intention to be a space agency and his intention to release water. He thought that as long as he seized the time to attack this time, he would be able to clean up that kid in minutes.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he fell to the ground, he had an alarm in his heart, and before his toes touched the ground, he immediately regained momentum!

Even then it was too late. A powerful air current suddenly formed, dragging him in his footsteps.

Leng Tong sneered: "Trap? This little trick also wants to be used on me?"

With just a slight force, the whole person was freed from the shackles of the air flow and quickly ascended!

He had just risen two inches, and suddenly felt that his body was heavy, as if he had suddenly been loaded with thousands of catties of iron, and the whole person sank downward.

As soon as his body slammed, a golden sword light suddenly appeared and slashed straight at him.

Leng Tong had already taken precautions, and although his body was still heavy, it still twisted flexibly, and swept diagonally from under the blade—he sneered: "The same method, you still want to use it twice in front of me?"

He flashed in time, and he didn't even hurt a single cold hair!

His spiritual power spread to all sides, instantly enveloping a large area around him. At this time, he was stunned. In the envelope of his perception, there was nothing!

But the light of the spatula had just passed, and the other party would never have run so fast!

Leng Tong once again gave birth to an alarm in his heart, and his body twisted, posing at an angle that could not exist. Another flash of slashing swept over where he had been, taking with him a lock of hair—if he hadn't dodged it just now, half of his head would have been shaved off!

What's going on? Mental power can't sense this guy's existence?

He didn't have the skills to do it last time! How did he hide?

The surrounding area is foggy and visibility is extremely low. This is the place where the fog is thickest on the ancient battlefield, and it can be regarded as a finger that cannot be seen. A mechanic of Leng Tong's level must be the first to explore with spiritual power in this environment. With strong mental power, it is not a question at all whether the eyes can see or not.

But now, the eyes can't see, and the mental power can't detect the existence of the other party, what should I do?

The silent sword light came one after another, each one without a trace, but it was very sharp. They stirred the mist, tearing through a large number of black crevices.

Leng Tong dodged dangerously, and was almost lost under the knife several times. Even now, there were countless wounds on his body, some of them were directly injured by the golden blade, and some of them were easily cut by the black cracks in the air!

Leng Tong was annoyed.

Not counting the last time he was injured by Si Yuanbai, he hadn't suffered such a big loss for a long time.

Last time, he was folded under the hands of the Golden Priest, but this time, the other party was just an intermediate mechanic, so he was forced to be so embarrassed!

No, it can't go on like this!

It's too bad to defend like this all the time, you have to attack!

Leng Tong closed his eyes and no longer used his mental power to directly probe the other party's existence.

Instead, he went to explore his surroundings!

Chang Ming still exists in this space after all, and every time he acts, he will bring about changes in the air, fog, dust, and everything else. Even the ground beneath your feet and the abandoned mechanisms around you will be affected.

Now, what Leng Tong wants to observe is these details!

His mind was racing, and a lot of details turned into a lot of data, flowing one after another. After a while, he took the first step forward, turned around, and made a palm print. It's that gray wood-like palm again, Chang Ming was seriously injured by this palm last time under the multiple defenses of the god pattern and the green rhino armor!

Leng Tong printed out with a palm, and Chang Ming's figure then appeared there, as if he took the initiative to send it to the door for Leng Tong to beat.

Chang Ming's eyes lit up, and the golden blade suddenly accelerated, slashing diagonally towards Leng Tong's palm.

This golden blade was so sharp that Leng Tong didn't dare to touch its edge, and with a twist of his palm, he deflected from the side.

The two touched lightly, separated again, fell into the fog, and held each other again! )