Chapter 125: Scraped Away (Part 1)

"Huh!"

Like lightning, Tang Zheng raised his gun and killed the other five stone statues. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Boom, boom!"

The entire hall shook violently, and terrifying fluctuations spread.

The movement here has attracted the attention of the outside world.

"What's going on?"

"What's going on? The Linhuai Wu Palace's palace shook again!"

"This time, the movement is even bigger than the previous movement!"

The onlookers were moved, and they all looked at the huge palace in the miasma with great curiosity, if it weren't for their low strength, I'm afraid they would have flown up by now and went to take a look.

"Hmph, damn boy, you don't want to die so soon, or it will be too cheap for you!"

The cadres of Donglin Purple Mansion and others were standing on a high mountain, seeing this scene, Luo Lie's eyes shrank suddenly, remembering the scene where he was emitting pink gas in the hall before, and suddenly a look of schadenfreude flashed on his face, and he said with a faint gaze, and his tone was calm.

Beside him, there was a middle-aged woman, this woman was full of charm, her face was red, as if she was drunk, and her beautiful eyes floated around him.

The two of them were in a tent, there was no one else, their clothes were disheveled, and it seemed that the two of them had just come here not long ago.

"Master, he is angry, he is just a kid of a great martial artist, wouldn't it be better if he died there. ā€

Hearing Luo Lie's words, the woman beside him spoke, her body leaning up, and she was full of charm. Like a vixen.

"Hmph, you know what!"

However, Luo Lie snorted coldly. Standing up, the woman's body couldn't help but flutter into the air and collapsed on the bed.

"This kid is just a big martial artist, and he has already killed several martial arts masters in my Donglin Purple Mansion, and he has even made the old man lose face, and if he doesn't kill him with his own hands, how can the old man lose face? The old woman of Huamei will inevitably report this matter to the sect, and the lord of the mansion will blame it, and I will not be able to escape the blame. Now I can only reduce my guilt if I kill that kid with my own hands. ā€

Luo Lie said, raising his head, his gaze as if through the tent. He looked at another tent not far away. A hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

In that tent, it was the flower elder who lived, Hua Mei.

"Master, apprentice understands. ā€

When the woman heard this, her eyes flashed, and she didn't know what she was thinking, but she lowered her eyebrows and said.

In the Donglin Purple Mansion, it is divided into three major veins. One lord of the house, three masters.

And at this time. In Elder Hua's tent, Su Xue'er was talking to Elder Hua.

"You mean, this girl is the good friend of that kid?"

After listening to Su Xue'er's words, a bright light flashed in Elder Hua'er's eyes, and he looked at Li Zhu, who was still in a coma on the ground, and asked.

After Su Xue'er came out of the palace of King Wu of Linhuai, she immediately took Li Zhu to the team of Donglin Purple Mansion, found Elder Hua, and told everything in the palace of King Wu of Linhuai.

She is a disciple of the Third Palm Sect of Donglin Purple Mansion, and she happens to be in the same vein as this Elder Hua, and Elder Hua is the junior sister of the Third Palm Sect, so there is no need to hide it.

It's just that she and Li Zhu lost themselves to Tang Zheng together, but they didn't say a word.

"Yes, Uncle Hua, according to what I have seen, this woman has been staying with him, and the relationship between the two is definitely not shallow. ā€

When Su Xue'er heard Elder Hua's words, she said respectfully, her eyes flashed with cold light, and she said secretly, Tang Zheng, Tang Zheng, I must you not survive, you can't die.

"Okay, good, if that's the case, then Xue'er you've done a great job, let's use this woman to catch that kid, and when we go back, we will peel it and light the sky lantern!"

Elder Hua said in a faint tone, murderous, "More importantly, we can use this to bring down Luo Lie of the second palm sect and frustrate their sharpness, over the years, their second vein has also been arrogant for too long, and they don't take our third vein seriously." ā€

As the words fell, Elder Hua's cloudy eyes burst out with two astonishing rays of light at this moment, and her rickety body burst out with momentum, like a big mountain.

"It's all up to Uncle Hua's orders. Su Xue'er looked secretly happy when she heard this, and hurriedly clenched her fists and said, at the same time, a terrifying chill and viciousness flashed in the depths of her eyes, Tang Zheng, tell you to destroy my innocence, you deserve such an end.

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"Boom!"

In the palace of King Wu of Linhuai, Tang Zheng stabbed out with a shot, and another stone statue exploded.

The momentum on his body was like a rainbow, his true qi was gushing like a tide, and his battle intent was burning, like a god of war.

This was already the fifth stone statue he had killed, and the true qi in his body had almost been exhausted.

"The last shot, break the army!"

Fortunately, with the last shot, the last stone statue also exploded under his gun.

The entire six statues, all of which possessed the strength of the first rank of the Martial Sect, all turned into powder at this moment and fell to the ground.

"Boom!"

The entire hall trembled at this moment, and was shaken by this scene.

"Poof!"

Tang Zheng was unsteady on his feet, almost kneeling on the ground, his face became even paler, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the ground, forming a blood flower.

He was already injured by the Yin Soul, and his muscles and veins and divine consciousness were all severely damaged, plus he had killed Elder Lingxu and several martial arts masters in Donglin Purple Mansion before, and his strength was seriously consumed, and now he had cut off six statues with the strength of a first-grade martial sect, and the injury could not be suppressed, and even became more serious.

Seeing that there was no threat, his heart was relieved, and his injuries came back in full swing.

His current strength can only fight with a second-grade martial artist at most, and if he goes up, he is not an opponent, he can only flee for his life, if it weren't for the support of a strong will, I'm afraid he would have died at the hands of others.

However, after desperately trying to see the floating martial kings in front of him, Tang Zheng smiled.

He looked very tired, even a feeling of drowsiness, an extremely strong feeling of sleepiness came over him, but he bit the tip of his tongue and tried to stay awake.

"I said, you can't stop me!"

"Huh!"

Tang Zheng's gaze was firm, sharp and penetrating, and with a big hand, a huge suction force was generated out of thin air, and those martial kings suddenly flew towards him.

"Wow!"

A silver light flashed, and a ring emerged, this was the space ring that Tang Zheng had collected from the body of the Qingyun Elder who had been killed by him, and he had always carried it with him.

With a flash of light, and with a movement of his divine thoughts, all these masteries entered his ring.

"Whew!"

After doing all this, Tang Zheng breathed a long sigh of relief, all this was not easy to come by.

"Huh?"

After resting for a while and regaining a lot of strength, he dragged his tired body and was about to leave, but at this time he saw the corpses of the martial arts masters on the ground, his body slammed, and his eyes flashed:

"Even the little Qingyun Elder of Zixiao Cave Heaven has a space treasure ring, these guys are all martial arts masters, how can there be fewer treasures on their bodies? I am so kind, I almost missed a valuable fortune, no matter what, this old bastard of Linhuai Martial King has caused the master to fall in his way, how can the master leave these things to him?

Thinking of this in his heart, Tang Zheng looked at the corpses on the ground, his eyes became hot, he rubbed his hands, and his face showed a look of being a fan of wealth.

The treasures on these people are destined to be scraped clean by him!

And what he didn't know was that behind him, at this time, in a dark corner, a girl in purple was quietly watching all this.

The corners of her mouth pursed slightly, "Stinky bastard, miser, don't leave at all.." (To be continued.) )