In the dark, the wind blows!

I saw that the sparks brought by the friction between the embroidered spring knife and the silver silk were instantly extinguished.

Lin Mang's blade turned and slashed sideways!

"Zeng!"

With a surging collision of gold and iron, a sword qi more than ten zhang long enveloped the four directions.

Lin Mang's figure seemed to be shrouded in sword aura.

Wu Qinghou's body was constantly retreating with the huge impact of this knife, his arms trembled slightly, and soon a sound of bones shattering sounded.

The bones of his arm were shattered by the force of the impact.

Lin Mang was already proficient in external skills, and his cultivation of the Golden Bell Jar made his strength comparable to that of a person with natural divine power, and he had taken the Blood Yuan Fruit before, and his strength increased greatly.

Although the texture of the Heavenly Silk Glove is not bad, it can resist the edge of the embroidered spring knife, but Wu Qinghou himself cannot withstand this terrifying power.

Marquis Wu Qing snorted, quickly retreated, and his footsteps stepped into deep pits on the ground.

Muddy water splashes uncontrollably!

Lin Mang didn't give him the slightest chance to react, and swung his punch again.

"Peng!"

The pure yang fist seal of Zhizhi Meng bombarded Wu Qinghou's chest, bursting out with a roar like a flood bell.

Wave of air rewinding!

Wu Qinghou's body instantly formed a bow, and he quickly flew out backwards.

The figure flying upside down at high speed burst into the air with a piercing whistle.

Lin Mang slashed with a sword, with a majestic sound of the wind.

Slash down with a sword!

The pure yang flame bloomed above the blade, and the burning golden flame was like substance.

Tiangang condensation!

The flame condensed by today's Tiangang True Qi is like substance.

Heavy rain evaporated in flames.

The night was slashed by this knife, accompanied by lightning.

Heavy rain!

In a hurry, Marquis Wu Qinghou conjured up countless dense phantoms with one hand.

Such as Chiba hand!

One of the seventy-two Shaolin stunts.

Thousands of phantoms pull the boundless rain, converging into transparent handprints.

Thunder and lightning swept through the rain.

Transparent palm prints are patted.

"Boom!"

It's just that in the face of Lin Mang's current sword momentum, Wu Qinghou only received a few moves, and he already showed his defeat.

Wu Qinghou's aura had already been disordered.

"Poof!" A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes stared at Lin Mang.

"You're so scheming!"

"You've been hiding your strength!"

Wu Qinghou's face was gloomy.

From the information he obtained, this son had just entered Tiangang, even if he was talented, how could he cross the third order in such a short period of time.

Wu Qinghou seemed to think of something, and said coldly: "You took Pixiu blood?" ”

If not, how could it break through in such a short period of time.

Everything that was clearly planned is now going into the unknown.

Lin Mang didn't say a word.

The embroidered spring knife in his hand suddenly slashed out, the knife momentum became more aggressive, the pure yang true qi was cathartic, and the whistling sound suddenly became sharper, tearing the rain curtain.

The moment Lin Mang's blade body turned, the heavy rain that fell from the sky suddenly froze in midair, and the slightest trace of vitality gathered.

At this moment, an angry shout suddenly came from the distance, "Stop!" ”

"If you do it again, I'll kill them!"

At the door of the post station, Situ Yue's face was cold.

Behind him, a group of killers escorted Tang Qi and others.

Situ Yue said coldly: "Lin Mang, if you do it again, they will die." ”

Taking this opportunity, Wu Qinghou also gasped slightly, and hurriedly took out a pill and took it.

Only then did the pale face regain some redness.

It's just that the pure yang true qi that invaded his body kept burning his meridians, like thousands of ants gnawing at his flesh and blood.

It's so powerful!

At the gate of the post station, Tang Qi and others were embarrassed.

Lin Mang glanced at it hurriedly, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Tang Qi laughed loudly, glanced at Situ Yue sarcastically, and shouted: "Brothers, the time has come to be loyal!" ”

"My lord, avenge me!"

"I can follow you, I will die without regrets!"

As soon as the words fell, he took the initiative to rush towards the blade.

Tang Qi's face was full of determination!

I think he used to be just an ordinary brocade guard, but now he has become a hundred households, and he is already a glorious ancestor.

Seeing this, the rest of the people showed a hint of decisiveness in their eyes!

Situ Yue's face changed slightly.

"Maniac!"

Are these guys crazy?

Don't they value their lives at all?

But she knew she couldn't let these people die.

They are alive and are their bargaining chips.

She's scared!

At this moment, the strength displayed by Lin Mang made her feel extremely frightened.

She didn't understand why the little worm who was just a beginner in Tiangang had become so strong.

Lin Mang kicked out, kicked Wu Qinghou out, and then turned around.

In an instant, Lin Mang's chest and abdomen were full of true qi, as if a thunderbolt was brewing.

"Moo~"

The sound of a dragon's roar like a mountain shattering suddenly sounded.

The dragon roars!

Suddenly, the rain within a radius of 100 meters burst up.

Bean-sized raindrops divide thousands!

The air let out a sharp hiss at this moment, as if it was being pulled at an extremely fast speed, and in the rolling sound waves, there seemed to be a transparent heavenly dragon condensation dozens of zhang long.

The heavenly dragon that roared in the sky crashed into Situ Yue and the others with a brazen and unrivaled momentum.

The houses of the inn crumbled under the sound.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, several houses collapsed directly.

Situ Yue's face changed.

"Quickly close the six senses!"

Almost instantly, her eardrums exploded, and a sharp pain came through her mind, as if someone was stirring it with a knife.

Cold sweat spreads all over the body.

Her charming face was covered with blood.

The pain was so intense that she let out a terrible wail.

The killers around it exploded in an instant!

Their bodies exploded on the spot, and blood rained down all over the sky.

Even the weapons shattered in an instant.

"Peng!"

One of Situ Yue's eyes exploded, blood covered her face, and she fell to the ground, holding her head and wailing.

It is recorded in the dragon roar gong that if you practice to perfection, it is enough to break the peak with a sound.

Although he can't do it to this level now, after reaching the sixth level of Tiangang, his control of the Dragon Roar Gong has reached a higher level.

Lin Mang retracted his gaze and killed the Marquis of Wuqing without hesitation.

With a light footstep, the figure disappeared in place like a ghost.

Hou Qinghou's heart sank, gritted his teeth and took out a blood red pill and swallowed it.

"Stop him!"

Wu Qinghou's voice was much weaker.

It takes a certain amount of time for the Blood Burning Pill to take effect.

This blood-burning pill has always been a forbidden medicine in the rivers and lakes, and it uses the physical potential of burning people to obtain great potential.

At worst, five years of life will be lost, and at worst, martial arts will be completely wasted.

But now that it's over, he can't care so much.

The only remaining killers around the rivers and lakes have been killed.

But in just one shot, Lin Mang came out of the crowd.

There was a trail of blood on the blade.

The killers froze in place, as if frozen.

After running out of three steps, the bodies of the dozens of Jianghu killers behind him were split in two.

Bloody rain!

Lin Mang stepped on the white bones of the corpse mountain and killed with a knife.

His robe was already red with blood, and blood was dripping from the hem of his robe.

His face was full of coldness.

At this moment, if someone looks down from a high place, they will find that Lin Mang's figure dragged out a long phantom in the rain.

"The Great Luo of the Worlds"

The golden pure yang qi lit up the night sky.

In a flash!

Lin Mang's figure quickly approached Wu Qinghou, and a sharp sword aura rushed towards him.

The threat of death haunts me like a nightmare.

Marquis Wu Qing has long since lost his previous composure.

There was a hint of fear in his eyes.

However, with his pride, he was not allowed to open his mouth to beg for mercy.

Ordinary people in the rivers and lakes will open their mouths to beg for mercy, but he is the Marquis of Wuqing of the Ming Dynasty, and he has been high up since he was a child, how can he open his mouth to beg for mercy from an ant.

It's just a matter of winning and losing!

Wu Qinghou said coldly: "Benhou will wait for you." ”

The embroidered spring knife quickly enlarged in the hole of the Marquis of Wuqing.

The blade of the sword is domineering and unmatched.

Wu Qinghou reached out, and at the moment of collision, sparks splashed everywhere, and the only remaining arm sounded a roar again.

The sword tore through his arm.

The silver silk gloves were torn little by little, and the white bone stubble pierced the flesh.

Suddenly.

"Hugh!"

In the midst of the rain, an arrow glowing with a cold and cold light suddenly shot in.

There seemed to be a fire burning in the front part of the arrow, like a meteor falling from the sky.

The arrow came so abruptly and without warning.

The arrow seems to have crossed space, which is a reflection of the extreme speed.

However, Lin Mang's practice of Dafa is far beyond ordinary people.

Lin Mang's face froze, and with a backhand knife, the blade slashed at the front of the arrow.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a roar of gold and iron colliding.

The waves of anger vented in all directions.

The arrows forged by the cold iron were separated little by little by this knife.

But this arrow also forced Lin Mang to take a step back.

"Shattered!"

Anger appeared on Lin Mang's face, and terrifying power surged between his arms.

"Whew!"

The tail feathers of the arrow's lost feathers were parted and slid to the sides.

"Boom!"

The earth trembled violently like an earthquake.

In the darkness, a black torrent rushed in.

The inky black stomach almost blends with the darkness.

Everybody's in armor!

The war horse under him was even more covered in armor.

The horse lance dragged in one hand rippled with an icy chill.

Heavy cavalry!

This used to be a nightmare for the warriors of the rivers and lakes.

In the era of cold weapons, heavy cavalry has always played a very important role.

Now the heavy cavalry of the Ming Dynasty is composed of tall and wide Houtian realm warriors.

One thousand people!

Tens of thousands of heavy cavalry charged, once crushing the grandmaster of the rivers and lakes.

Lin Mang's brows furrowed slightly.

A sneer suddenly appeared on Wu Qinghou's face.

Lin Mang glanced at him, and suddenly stepped on the ground, and a terrifying power gathered on the blade.

Magic Knife!

The majestic sword intent melted under this knife.

Heaven and earth converge.

Although he does not have the power of a grandmaster, he has the meaning of a grandmaster.

Sword intent and true qi converge!

"Presumptuous!"

In the darkness, there was a thunderous shout.

A blood-colored spear stabbed from the darkness!

Lin Mang ignored it at all.

"Poof!"

The embroidered spring knife slashed sideways, and a touch of warm blood splashed.

The slight smile on Wu Qinghou's face froze.

His eyes widened!

Skulls are rolling down in a rain of blood!

Lin Mang stepped on the head of Marquis Wu Qing, and his robe hunted in the cold wind.

The embroidered spring knife in his hand was constantly dripping with blood.

His eyes stared at the stabbing shot, and there was no intention of stabbing at all.