"Huh? Are you waiting for me? ”

Yuan Tiangang's thick eyebrows frowned, he had been looking for Wang Yifang in the city before, but he couldn't find it, thinking that Wang Yifang was deliberately avoiding himself by sparing his life, but now it seems that things are not so simple.

Wang Yifang made two cups of hot tea by himself, and then slid his wheelchair.

"Click."

The sound of the gears turning was particularly clear in the room, the wheelchair slid towards Yuan Tiangang, he held two cups of hot tea in his hands, handed Yuan Tiangang a cup, without the slightest nervousness, the spring breeze smiled kindly:

"When people are dying, they always want to see their old people, don't they?

You and I haven't seen each other face-to-face like this for more than ten years. ”

Wang Yifang looked emotional, drank the hot tea in his hand, and sighed slowly.

"At that time, you were following Wei Zheng, and you were a hairy boy." Yuan Tiangang picked up the teacup and kept turning it, but he didn't drink it.

Wang Yifang wore an old Confucian shirt, and his polite tone was also full of emotion:

"I used to call you Yuan Gong, but unfortunately, you went astray, so you don't deserve this Yuan Gong."

"Without further ado, you should know what I'm looking for you." Yuan Tiangang gradually lost his patience, and said in a deep voice: "Hand it over, otherwise I will send you to see Wei Zheng today!" ”

Wang Yifang straightened his shirt, clenched his fists and arched his hands, with a smile on his face, which was relief and expectation:

"Thank you very much."

"Bang!" Yuan Tiangang crushed the hot tea in his hand, the cup was broken, the tea was scattered, and he had a straight face:

"I hate you sours the most! Where is Tianshui? ”

The vast martial arts qi machine raged throughout the room, and Wang Yifang was shocked but not harmed, but his mouth and nose still overflowed with dark red blood.

"Do you have little time to spare?" Yuan Tiangang mentioned Wang Yifang and said fiercely:

"Well, I'll fulfill you. Kill you first, then kill the people in your house, and I won't even let go of the dog that cares for the home! ”

Wang Yifang was tightly pinched by the neck, the instinct to survive made him kick his feet, his eyes were red, blood from his mouth and nose continued to overflow, and he spoke hoarsely with difficulty:

"Tianshui? Heh, hahaha, didn't I give it to you just now? ”

Yuan Tiangang was stunned for a moment, looking at the cup of hot tea he had crushed in disbelief.

"It's you... Don't want it yourself! ”

Wang Yifang's breathing became more and more rapid, and the hot blood turned into gurgling water gushing out of his mouth and nose.

"You lied to me!" Yuan Tiangang's eyes were monstrous with murderous intent, and his hand holding Wang Yifang's neck trembled and forced: "If it is Tianshui, I will definitely be able to detect it!" ”

Wang Yifang was out of breath, his face was covered with blood, his eyes began to bulge, Yuan Tiangang immediately let go of his hand, and the person in his hand fell to the ground, his breath was sluggish.

Yuan Tiangang adjusted his mood, sat on the chair, and looked at Wang Yifang condescendingly: "Give you another chance, where is Tianshui?" ”

Wang Yifang struggled, slowly touched his inner sleeve, and found a jade bottle.

Yuan Tiangang's eyes flashed with joy, he raised his hand and made a move, but what he attracted was not a jade bottle, but a sleeve sword with a flickering cold light.

"Whew!"

The sword in his sleeve shot at Yuan Tiangang, and before he could get close to Yuan Tiangang, he was shocked into powder by the powerful cultivator, and the powder was black, turning into black mist and scattering in the room.

"Stubborn!" Yuan Tiangang's eyes squinted, and he raised his hand to disperse the black mist.

But the next moment, a big wooden hand as black as ink stretched out from the black mist and hit Yuan Tiangang's chest hard.

"Poof!"

Yuan Tiangang spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face was full of disbelief, why didn't he notice it in the slightest?

He held the big wooden hand and wanted to shake it away, but the big hand tightly wrapped around Yuan Tiangang like a bone appendage.

Immediately afterwards, two figures appeared in the room, Li Changfeng, who had a half-white beard and eyes, and an old man with a pale face and a rickety figure.

The old man is one of the existing giants of the Mo family, and the big hand in the black mist is the hundred refining magic machine that accompanies him.

Li Changfeng stepped forward and pointed to Yuan Tiangang's eyebrows. Initial Update@

The Mo family giant held his hands behind his back, and only listened to the rotation of the gears in the room, countless sharp arrows shot towards Yuan Tiangang, and the Hundred Refining Divine Machines continued to attack without emotion.

Yuan Tiangang hurriedly blocked Li Changfeng's fatal blow, but his body was still pierced by lightning-fast arrows, and blood was spilled.

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Chapter 247: Mental Calculation and Unintentional

"Yuan Tiangang, you can't escape today!" Li Changfeng's anger was like frost, and he locked on Yuan Tiangang tightly.

The Mo family giant helped Wang Yifang up and sighed.

Yuan Tiangang was disheveled and wanted to leave the house, but countless premonitions surfaced in his heart, telling him that there were many organs outside the house, which was even more dangerous than the inside.

His eyes were like knives, staring at the few people in the room, with more than a dozen arrow feathers stuck in his body, constantly bleeding outward, and there was a power in the sharp arrows that was constantly shattering his cultivation, so that he had no chance to breathe at all.

"So from the moment I entered the house, I stepped into the trap?" He held a bronze small tripod in his hand, full of murderous intent:

"Or is it that you, Wang Yifang, have been designing me from the beginning?"

The bronze small tripod exuded a blue jade glow, constantly resisting the attacks of Li Changfeng and the Mo family giants.

Li Changfeng's expression gradually became anxious, he felt that Wang Yifang's vitality was passing rapidly, and his cultivation towards Yuan Tiangang was becoming more and more surging.

"It's a pity, you can't count the power of this Ding!" Yuan Tiangang laughed loudly, he was also getting weaker and weaker, constantly overdrawing the source of life, although he resisted the attack, he forcibly urged Xiao Ding, and paid a lot of price.

Wang Yifang sat paralyzed in a wheelchair, his eyes were lowered, his mouth was slightly open, and the blood was constantly flowing down, he did not have the slightest frustration, smiled, and said hoarsely: .

"No, I've got it!"

A strong sense of crisis surrounded Yuan Tiangang, he held Xiao Ding tightly, sacrificed his life to strike at Li Changfeng, repelled Li Changfeng, and then left the house.

As soon as he got out of the house, the crossbow arrows in the sky shot at him, and more than a dozen strong people such as the old servants of the Wei family flew lightly, wanting to leave him.

Yuan Tiangang let out a long roar, he had become a bloody man, and he held the Ding to continuously block the attack.

On the horizon, several members of the Heavenly Gang and Earth Evil Forces wearing black robes and masks came to his aid.

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Zhao Wujiang was restless in Shangshu Province.

He looked up into the distance, and the sky was dark and dark like a pile of dark clouds.

"Ah Yu, supernatural powers, don't keep your hands, fight quickly!"

He commanded, stepped lightly, and jumped onto the roof.

As soon as I looked at it from afar, I saw the surging cultivation in the distance.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Wujiang was puzzled, his heart became more and more uneasy, his figure flickered, and he ran away like a dragon.

When he got closer, he saw Yuan Tiangang, who was constantly evacuating under the cover of Tiangang's strong man.

Yuan Tiangang's hair was scattered, his breath was sluggish, and he was covered in blood.

"Bang bang."

"Toot toot."

The sound of crossbows kept coming, and the arrows and feathers were all swept down by the strong men guarding Yuan Tiangang and fell on the rubble of the eaves.

Although Zhao Wujiang didn't know what was going on, but this place was close to Wang Yifang's mansion, and a bad feeling hit his heart, he didn't say a word, and chased after Yuan Tiangang, wanting to take advantage of this to kill him.

Zhao Wujiang chased closer and closer, but he was not the only one who was alarmed by the fight, and there were also clan elders in Chang'an City.

The clan elders and others appeared one after another, and they surrounded Yuan Tiangang's side, obviously having an agreement, and began to cover Yuan Tiangang's retreat.

Zhao Wujiang's eyes were full of anger, and he and the clan elders looked at each other from a high place, and the atmosphere became more and more solemn.

But he didn't chase anymore, didn't say a word, turned around and ran towards Wang Yifang's mansion.

Above Wang Yifang's mansion, the rubble was full of arrow feathers, all of which were shot by Yuan Tiangang just now.

Zhao Wujiang slowly landed on the ground and stepped into the room step by step.

His eyes were dark, without the slightest smile, and something inexplicable was churning violently in his heart.

He had a premonition of something.

Chapter 247: Mental Calculation and Unintentional