In the box, Han Qiqi suddenly had an extra dagger in his hand, and then slashed to his right ankle tremblingly, and the next moment, blood splattered.

Han Qiqi's face suddenly turned pale, so white that it made people chill.

He used the vitality in his body to stop the bleeding, but the bloody wound would not heal for a while. There were also dots of black mist at the wound that were constantly corroding the flesh and preventing the wound from healing.

He turned, picked up his right leg with a trembling left hand, and jumped away with his left foot.

He didn't pay any more attention to Xiao Yao, he didn't pay attention to everyone in the room, his task was completed, because the latest task was to cut off his right leg and leave quickly.

His back is a little gloomy, and it makes people feel a little distressed to watch.

"He looks so pitiful." Tang Xiao stared at Han Qiqi's back.

"Didn't vote for a good master." Xiao Yao shook his head and guessed the cause and effect.

Tang Jitian, who came to his senses, sighed: "What about the eighth-order martial artists? Not the same to obey the power? That's why I don't like cultivation very much. ”

While a few people were talking, suddenly there was another person in the room without warning.

The man had white hair and a bony appearance as if he was about to die, and there was not a single wrinkle in the skin on his face, as if he had just had a facelift in the hospital.

"Who are you?" Xiao Yao was the first to discover him.

"Tang Zhengyang."

"Seventh Grandpa."

"Seventh Grandpa."

Tang Jitian and Tang Xiao shouted in unison.

"I'm going to take Xiao Yao away, are you okay?" Tang Zhengyang looked at Tang Jitian, but ignored Tang Xiao's existence.

"I ......" Tang Jitian wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't say anything anymore.

He knew too well how powerful Tang Zhengyang was, that was the only ninth-order powerhouse in the Tang family, and his grandfather's own brother.

But how could he suddenly be here? Is it just to take Xiao Yao away?

Tang Zhengyang no longer paid attention to what Tang Jitian was thinking, and suddenly raised his hand to grab Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao just wanted to use the original heavenly scripture in his body, but he saw Tang Zhengyang wave his sword finger twice on the spot, and then pointed at Xiao Yao's chest in the air, and the next moment, Xiao Yao found that he couldn't move at all, and the vitality in his body was also frozen.

Except for the fact that the mind is still running, everything else is no different from a vegetative person.

Xiao Yao was shocked in his heart, he still had the strength to fight in the face of an eighth-order martial artist, even if he couldn't win in battle, he could at least hand over a few moves, but in the face of a ninth-order martial artist, he was actually a mortal to an immortal.

He has two killer weapons, Black Mist and Dagger, but he doesn't even have a chance to take them out.

Maybe it's useless to take it out! Xiao Yao comforted himself like this.

At this moment, Xiao Bai, who had been sleeping on Tang Xiao's shoulder, suddenly opened his eyes, and rushed towards Tang Zhengyang like a white light.

Tang Zhengyang seemed to remember something, his brows furrowed slightly, and a sword finger pointed at Xiao Bai, who was still in the air, and a sword qi wrapped around Xiao Bai like a practice.

Xiao Bai's speed is very fast, but the speed of training is even faster, and in an instant, Xiao Bai was entangled and pulled towards Tang Zhengyang.

Xiaobai's eyes widened angrily, and he let out a piercing "squeak" in anger.

When the voice sounded, Xiao Bai suddenly disappeared from the spot, and the next moment, it appeared on Tang Zhengyang's shoulder out of thin air, and brazenly waved its little claws to scratch Tang Zhengyang's neck.

Tang Zhengyang tilted his head in surprise, dodged Xiao Bai's blow at the last moment, and then his shoulders shook a thousand times in a very rhythmic instant, and Xiao Bai slipped off his shoulder strangely.

Tang Zhengyang shook Xiao Yao in his hand in front of his eyes, and looked at Xiaobai with a smile.

The eyes of a man and a beast met in the air, and their eyes communicated in the air for a long time, and no one knew what they were communicating.

In the end, Xiaobai made another "squeak" at Tang Zhengyang's demonstration, and then suddenly disappeared in place, as if it had never appeared.

"Gone?" Tang Xiao stared at the place where Xiaobai disappeared in surprise, not understanding why this little guy abandoned Xiao Yao.

She looked at Tang Zhengyang again, she didn't understand why Grandpa Seven suddenly appeared here, she didn't believe it if Grandpa Seven was also here to help Uncle or Tang Xin, because Grandpa Seven would only listen to Grandpa Tang Jinglei's orders.

"Could it be that he took Grandpa's orders? But why is that? Tang Xiao thought unwillingly.

They forced back the Tang family's special combat team, forced away the eighth-order Han Qiqi, and there was another martial artist ceiling Tang Zhengyang.

Tang Zhengyang had just walked to the door but suddenly stopped, turned his head, stared at Tang Jitian with some surprise, squinted slightly and guessed and asked, "Yuan Tianjing?" ”

The ninth-order martial artist's intuition was too terrifying, and he sensed that Tang Jitian was carrying the Primordial Heavenly Scripture just by looking at it.

Tang Jitian nodded, pointed to Xiao Yao, who was being carried head-down, and said, "He passed it on to me." ”

"Nonsense." Tang Zhengyang muttered expressionlessly.

"I was drunk No. 3, and I probably wouldn't have been able to quit without him." Tang Jitian was saying good things for Xiao Yao, trying to save Xiao Yao.

But Tang Zhengyang didn't mean to let Xiao Yao go, but just changed Xiao Yao from head down to head up, so that Xiao Yao would be more comfortable.

Tang Zhengyang disappeared into the box with Xiao Yao, but Tang Jitian suddenly calmed down terrifyingly.

"I'll go to Grandpa, you call Uncle Xiao for help, and tell him everything that happened here." Tang Jitian said to his sister Tang Xiao that the Uncle Xiao he was talking about was naturally Xiao's inheritance.

Tang Xiao nodded solemnly and dialed Xiao Jiji's phone.

"What? You said Tang Zhengyang took Xiao Yao away? Xiao Jiji asked with some surprise.

"Hmmm! Hurry up and figure it out! Tang Xiao pleaded with tears.

"I see." Xiao Jiji's voice was a little low, and he hung up the phone after speaking.

After Xiao Jiji hung up the phone, he immediately dialed the special line of the Xiao family and the head of the Tang family.

The phone rang for a long time before it was connected.

"What's going on with your family Tang Zhengyang?" Xiao inherited the tone of the Xingshi directly in the tone of asking the guilt.

"What gunpowder did you eat?" Tang Jinglei asked inexplicably.

"What kind of bullshit party did your Tang family have for the juniors, and you want to bring your partners to your Tang family, right?" Xiao Ji asked.

"Yes, there is such a thing."

"Xiao Yao went to your mall, but how do you treat your guests?" Xiao asked again.

"What the hell is going on?" Tang said with a thunderous air.

"You don't know?" Xiao inherited not convinced.

"How do I know if you don't say so?"

"First Tang Yuan and Tang Xing from your family went to bully my family Xiao Yao, and then they actually sent the eighth-order martial artist Han Qiqi to bully the small, and in the end, you didn't take advantage of it, you actually sent Tang Zhengyang...... "Xiao Ji said like a cannon."

"You stop, my seventh brother has also gone?" Tang Jinglei was a little unconvinced.

"If it weren't for your order, how could he go with Tang Xin?" Xiao Ji asked.

Tang paused in surprise and suddenly smiled.

"What are you laughing at? If Xiao Yao has something...... "Speaking of this, Xiao Ji suddenly stopped, he can threaten anyone, but it is really not good to threaten Tang Jinglei.

In front of Tang Jinglei, he wanted to call his uncle obediently, and the Xiao and Tang families have also been friends for generations, and there has never been a direct confrontation between real power figures, at most, the younger generations are fighting and making trouble.

"Don't worry! Xiao Yao will be fine in the mall. Tang Jinglei assured.

"Uncle Tang, I was indeed impulsive just now, I apologize, but you must not let Xiao Yao have anything to do, I beg you." Xiao Jiji actually bowed his head, which was extremely rare for him.

How many times has he bowed to people in his life? But today he bowed his head, because the other party was Tang Jinglei, and because he was interceding for Xiao Yao.

Hanging up the phone, Tang Jinglei threw away the chess pieces in his hand, Shi Shiran walked to the window, looked out the window expressionlessly, and whispered in his mouth: "Are you going to start?" ”

Tang Zhengyang carried Xiao Yao all the way to the east, his speed was very fast, the rivers and mountains were constantly left behind, and he stopped when the sky was getting brighter.

To the east is the endless sea, and the fiery red sun has just climbed above the surface of the sea, emitting more and more hot energy.

There was a large raised rock by the sea, and Tang Zhengyang directly threw Xiao Yao on the flat rock.

Xiao Yao took a deep breath and suddenly found that he could speak.

"Did the seniors bring me to this place for something?" Xiao Yao made up his mind for a moment, if Tang Zhengyang wanted to kill him, he didn't have to be so troublesome at all, he only had to wave his fingers twice.

"Your master only gave you the original scripture, but he didn't have time to teach you how to use it." Tang Zhengyang ignored Xiao Yao, but looked at the rising sun in the distance.

Xiao Yao sat quietly, ignoring Tang Zhengyang, although Tang Zhengyang was a senior, but saying this about his master made him a little uncomfortable.

"Not convinced?" Tang Zhengyang seemed to know what he was thinking.

"Yes."

Tang Zhengyang took a deep breath, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly began to decline, and soon it fell to the level of a fifth-order martial artist.

"What are you going to do?" Xiao Yao stared at Tang Zhengyang in surprise, he had heard that any secret method could suppress cultivation to a lower realm, but he had really never heard of it from the ninth order to the fifth order.

"I've lowered my attack output, defense, and speed to the level of a fifth-order martial artist, so fighting you like this isn't bullying you, right?" Tang Zhengyang asked suddenly.

Xiao Yao tilted his head, he didn't know what Tang Zhengyang wanted to do, the combat experience of a ninth-order martial artist was not comparable to him, and his ability to predict danger was countless times stronger than him, but if the attack, defense, and speed were all reduced to the level of a fifth-order martial artist, he was confident that he would not be defeated.

"I don't understand." Xiao Yao didn't make a move.

"See if you can beat me." Tang Zhengyang hooked his finger at Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao no longer hesitated, and directly threw out nine fireballs, one of which was still black, and at the same time, the dagger in his palm followed closely, aiming to kill with one blow.

As soon as he made a move, he used all his vitality, and the black mist and the dagger's hole cards were thrown out at the same time.

Although the opponent's cultivation was suppressed to the fifth order, who knew how many breaths it would take for him to recover from the fifth order to the ninth order, and he had to do his best to kill with one blow.

The nine fireballs exuded a terrifying temperature, making the morning by the sea much warmer.

When the fireball approached the space of one meter in front of Zhou Zhengyang, Zhou Zhengyang moved, and with a sword in his hand, two fireballs were dragged away and fell directly into the sea.

The use of power was really wonderful, and the invisible fireball that Xiao Yao threw out was actually pulled by the opponent's sword.

The air around Zhou Zhengyang seemed to be also attracted by him, and Xiao Yao seemed to have fallen into Zhou Zhengyang's domain, where Zhou Zhengyang was the absolute king.

Every time Zhou Zhengyang swung his sword, a fireball would be introduced into the sea, and even the black ball was no exception, and no fireball could really touch him.

The final killer mirror dagger has finally arrived.