There are many black shadows in the Fuyuan dart game, and from time to time there is a sound of breaking the air, and every time it sounds, a black shadow falls to the ground, and then there is a black shadow.

Shen Xingliu and Tang Xuanxuan hid on the top of the roof, watching the black shadows below fight, at present, there are at least seven or eight forces, and the weapons and hidden weapons used are also different.

"Smack!"

An iron thistle was struck, and the big bald head fell to the ground in response, twitched twice, and then stopped moving.

"Second brother~~~"

This time it was the second-in-command of one side, and the long-haired man shouted: "Damn, no one in the Haisha Gang bullied me, right, small ones, clear the dart bureau and find gold." ”

"Yes!"

Immediately afterwards, fifty or sixty people gathered and killed other forces.

The rest of the forces will naturally not sit idly by, the Haisha Gang has the most people, and they have already discussed to get rid of the Haisha Gang first.

"It's good to come, the Haisha Gang does a lot of evil on weekdays, let's uproot it first, and then find the treasure ourselves." Sheep's horn beard male road.

"As you wish."

The forces of the six parties have all looked at the business of smuggling smuggled salt by the Red Sea Sand Gang, and they have long wanted to get rid of it as soon as possible.

"Bah, dogs can't spit ivory out of their mouths, and none of you are good birds."

The long-haired man cursed angrily as he watched his brothers fall.

He unburdened his belt from his waist, and a pile of white crystals suddenly appeared.

"Brothers, Buhai Sand Formation!" The long-haired man said to his opponent.

The remaining No. 30 Haisha Gang said "yes", and the burden on their waists was immediately removed, some jumped on high places, and some squatted on the ground.

"It's not good, these pups, they need to use poisoned salt."

The three-foot-tall man, who obviously knew the power of the sea sand, wondered if any of his brothers had also died under such means.

"Scatter!"

The forces of the six directions kept shouting and retreating, but some people were not so lucky.

The poisonous salt fell like snowflakes in the sky, and the skin of those who were stained with the poisonous salt was red and rotten, and it was accompanied by the sound of "zizi", emitting bursts of smoke.

"Ahh

The six forces all had unlucky guys who failed to withdraw from the formation, and they fell into the salt and snow, screaming miserably, and their hands kept scratching the exposed skin.

"Brother, you can't scratch it, if you scratch the skin, the faster the toxin will enter." The bearded man shouted, but no one in the room listened to him.

"The Sea Sand Gang! You killed my third brother last month, and you poisoned the right side of my face, and I'm not done with you. The masked man wielded a snake-curled sword and kept attacking the long-haired man.

The long-haired man made the iron hook clasp the snake curved sword, looked at it fixedly, and smiled: "Who am I, this is not the fourth child of the Golden Snake Gang." ”

The masked man pulled out the snake curved sword and said, "Little Four is also your name?" Come on! ”

Shen Xingliu looked at it and shook his head, the masked man's moves were obviously much higher than the long-haired man, but the masked man's mind was in turmoil, and the long-haired man could taunt while dodging.

"The Golden Serpents are going to be defeated."

This was the idea of everyone present and Shen Xingliu.

Sure enough, after more than forty moves below, the long-haired man found the gap and sprinkled poisonous salt on the left side of his face.

"Hula!"

A puff of green smoke from the left side of the masked man's face slowly rotted, but fortunately, the amount of poison salt was small, and although he saved his life, his mind was crazy.

"Ahaha, third brother, I'm the fourth,"

His voice was heartbreaking, the mask on the right side of his face fell, and his disfigured face made the people present unbearable to look at directly, and he said madly: "Don't hit me, don't chase me." ”

"Alas, it's a pity, this person was also a famous and beautiful gentleman on the rivers and lakes back then." The horn-bearded man stroked his beard and watched him run out of the dart game like crazy, and sighed.

The long-haired man laughed when he saw this scene, he just wanted to destroy everyone's hope, and then slowly torture everyone to death.

"It's a pity, you're going to accompany him too." The hook in the long-haired man's left hand pointed at the rest of the forces and said, "Continue to set up the formation." ”

"Hmph, the sea and sand help the mountains and rivers meet, next time I come to settle accounts with you, let's go." The boss of one side of the force didn't want to be planted here today, and beckoned the remaining five or six people to leave quickly.

"Who else is not afraid of death?" The long-haired man was also bluffing, and they didn't have much poison salt with them this time.

The footsteps of the five forces are mostly retreating, and the few who do not retreat have a deep enmity with the Haisha Gang.

"Crack, pop!"

A series of sounds came from outside the dart, followed by a black shadow that was knocked away.

"Ahem!"

It was the same boss who had just retreated, clutching his chest and spitting blood.

The three-foot man was shocked and said, "Leopard Gang, what do you want to say?" Who beat you like this. ”

The Leopard Gang boss wanted to say something, but his ribs in his chest were shattered, and he ran out of breath in a blink of an eye.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable."

As if to answer the questions of the forces present, a sermon was sung, and it came with the wind.

Outside the door of the big open dart game, an old Taoist priest with immortal wind and bones stepped into the door.

"Poor Dao Funiu Mountain Lingzhu Dao people, commonly known as Pei Dongsheng." Ling Zhu Daoist shook his hand and whisked the dust, making a compilation.

"Funiu Mountain, is it Funiu Mountain, one of the three holy places in the world?" The Sheephorn Man couldn't believe it.

"Your surname is Pei? Could it be related to the Fuyuan dart game? The three-foot man was rude and unheard, and said disdainfully: "Old man, if you tell where the gold is, you may be able to keep the whole corpse." ”

Ling Zhu Daoren said respectfully: "Yes, Fuyuan Dart Bureau is the home of the poor world, and now the poor road is going home to mourn the deceased brother." ”

The man with the horned beard didn't expect that the famous Funiu Mountain would actually have a connection with the small Fuyuan Dart Bureau.

"In this way, I will retire first, and I will not disturb the mourning of the Taoist chief." The man with the horned beard wiped the sweat from his head and said eagerly.

The three-foot man jumped to his feet and shouted: "Sheepbeard, obviously you said that you were looking for gold, but you shrank first when the matter came?" ”

The horn-bearded man scolded angrily: "Little man, if you want to die, don't pull me." ”

After speaking, he said goodbye to Ling Zhu Daoren with a sneer.

"Who said you could go?" Lingzhu Daoren has a good temper, but after his younger brother's family was destroyed, there are still people who dare to spread wild here, is it possible to leave?

"What do you mean?" The horn-bearded man's heart was on fire, and he didn't dare to touch his moldy head, so he could only smile bitterly.

Ling Zhu Daoist looked around at everyone: "The poor Daoist Temple's Yin Hall is black, and it must have killed countless people, so the poor Dao please die quickly, and the poor Dao should cross the sea of suffering as soon as possible." ”

"Damn, this old man is not real, you guys quickly kill the old man." Seeing that he couldn't leave, the horn-bearded man beckoned everyone to go up together, maybe he could have a chance to live.

There are also many people in the six forces who have heard of the Daimyo of Funiu Mountain, and it seems that they can't get out today, so why not give it a go.

"It seems that you are very murderous, and you still need Lao Dao to take action personally." Ling Zhu Dao had a big hand, and directly the void took a person's palm and patted it on his body, and the person flew away upside down, not mentioning it.

"Wow! Boom! ”

Ling Zhu Daoren's attack seemed to be slow but was actually fast, and no one could escape the circle he had drawn. Anything next to each other is a broken tendon and a broken bone for life.

After the tea effort, the six forces and dozens of people in the field fell to the ground and died.

The long-haired man wanted to let them fight and lose, but he didn't expect it to be crushed on one side.

Ling Zhu Dao knocked over dozens of people, and his footsteps kept coming towards the long-haired man.

The long-haired man's right hand slowly touched his waist, and the same did the people of the Haisha Gang.

"Beware of poison salt!" Shen Xingliu couldn't help but remind aloud.

"Damn it, scatter the sand." The long-haired man didn't feel that someone was watching, and when he saw that he couldn't sneak attack, he immediately ordered.

A wave of qi suddenly erupted from Ling Zhudao's body, and he flew back with the poisonous salt.

"Ahh

The people of the Haisha Gang have never seen anyone who can knock Haisha back, and they can't dodge and fall to the ground one after another, holding their wounds and screaming in pain.

The long-haired man dodged, dodged the poisonous salt he thrown, and ran out with a strange scream, but was hit in the back by Ling Zhu Daoren's palm, his spine broke in response, and the former fell softly.

"Thank you for the reminder, I don't know if I can show up." Ling Zhu Dao people looked at Shen Xingliu's location and made a gesture.

Shen Xingliu sighed, the Taoist grade has reached the fifth grade, and he can't run away, so it's better to go out generously.

Shen Xingliu Tang Xuanxuan fell from the roof, and Ling Zhu Daoren praised a sentence of "good handsome light skills".

"Thank you seniors for the compliment, the kid is terrified." Shen Xingliu said politely, he saw that Ling Zhu Dao people were talking and laughing to solve everyone just now, and he didn't know what he thought of him.

"Don't be nervous, Xiaoyou is the one who should be killed," Ling Zhu Dao smiled faintly and said, "I think Xiaoyou is full of heaven, and it is unspeakably precious." ”

This old way, what habit is it, do you like to help people see faces so much? Shen Xingliu thought in his heart, but he also breathed a sigh of relief.

"In the Lower Shen Star Stream."

"Tang Xuanxuan."

"I've seen Daoist Ling Zhu."

Shen Xingliu didn't know the status of Funiu Mountain when he first entered the rivers and lakes, and Tang Xuanxuan had explained it to him on the roof.

"Poor and polite," Ling Zhu Daoren replied, "Thank you for reminding me before." ”

"The seniors must be thankful, with the strength of the seniors, even if no one reminds them, they will be safe and sound." Shen Xingliu arched his hand.

"Shen Shaoxia's name, Poor Dao has heard of it for a long time, and I can see it today, and it is indeed a young young man who is modest and polite." Ling Zhu Daoren quipped.

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Ling Zhudao waved the dust in his hand, and said with a smile: "I don't know if Xiaoyou can mourn his deceased brother with Poor Dao." ”

"Yes, the dead are greater." Shen Xingliu and Ling Zhu Daoren came to the lobby of the dart bureau together.

There is a coffin parked in the hall, which belongs to Pei Dongsheng's younger brother. There are 22 coffins parked in the backyard, all of which have been properly collected by the county government.

"I don't know if I want to avenge Brother Ling after going down the mountain for a long time?" After Shen Xingliu finished worshipping the deceased, he looked at Pei Dongsheng who was sitting on the futon and asked.

Pei Dongsheng looked at the coffin in front of him, shook his head and said: "When is the time for retribution, right and wrong cause and effect are determined, everyone has their own life, and it is also his life that he was killed. ”

After speaking, his body seemed to collapse and become a little older, and he waved his hand to signal that Shen Xingliu could leave on his own.

Shen Xingliu looked at the lonely old man and bowed deeply respectfully, there was no hatred in the old man's heart, only sorrow.