"Whew!"

A bright light suddenly flashed in front of Wang Cheng's eyes, like a light outside the sky, extremely dazzling, but with endless killing intent.

Where is this light?

It's clearly a knife!

A knife from beyond the sky!

Wang Cheng pushed Xu Ya beside him away, and he also jumped to the side.

"Click!"

The old tree roots, which had made Wang Cheng spend a lot of effort before, were actually split into pieces, and dozens of them were broken at one time, and the entrances and exits were wide open.

A man in black approached, with a hunched back and a cigarette stick in his hand.

But he looked very young, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his face was white, exactly like Yu Zhenbang.

Wang Cheng looked at each other through the entrance, his heart was shocked, and he exclaimed: "Old cigarette stick!" ”

In fact, he had never seen this person, but he was very sure that this person must be the old cigarette stick who pretended to be a fortune teller and killed Jin Jiuye!

He looked back at Yu Zhenbang, who was lying on the root of the old tree and did not move, it turned out to be exactly the same face, and a series of questions suddenly flashed in his heart.

Who is the leader of the Ichthyosaur Gang?

If Yu Zhenbang is, why does the old cigarette pole know the stunt of the leader of the Fish Dragon Gang - ruthless slashing?

If the old smoke pole is the real leader of the Fish and Dragon Gang, then who is Yu Zhen Gang?

Xu Ya was also full of questions, this stranger who suddenly appeared had the same face as Yu Zhenbang.

With a casual move, a small chopstick-long sword that landed not far away appeared in her hand.

This is the flying sword of Yu Zhenbang!

With a sword in hand, Xu Ya's whole temperament was different, and even the temperature around her dropped by a few degrees.

Wang Cheng flashed in front of Xu Ya, looked at the old cigarette stick coming step by step, and said, "Who is Your Excellency?" ”

The old cigarette stick kept walking and said, "Aren't you very smart?" Guess what! ”

The tone was very cold, and there was not a trace of emotional fluctuations, like a cold machine.

This temperament made Wang Cheng immediately think of an identity - an assassin!

"Assassin ?!!"

Pictures flashed in Wang Cheng's mind, originally these pictures were all broken and seemed to have no connection, but at this moment, it seemed that he had found the most critical piece that had been lost, and quickly spliced it together.

He suddenly spoke: "You are the heir of the Phantom Divine Skill, the senior brother of the four senior brothers of the Shadow Sect?" ”

The old cigarette pole paused, his face showed surprise for the first time, and he said complicatedly: "You even know this? ”

How did Wang Cheng know such an obscure thing, this naturally came from the memory of the man in black who was devoured by him.

The Phantom Divine Skill comes from the Shadow Gate, and the four brothers of the old smoke pole are the latest generation of descendants of the Shadow Gate, and they can also be said to be the last generation.

Inherited for hundreds of years, the Shadow Gate has been brilliant, but in the end, like the Xiaoyao Gate with its name, it will inevitably decline.

Even a dynasty has only existed for hundreds of years, let alone a Jianghu sect?

Passed down to the generation of the old cigarette stick, there is only one old cigarette stick left, and the three junior disciples behind him are actually apprentices on his behalf, and they are all "halfway monks". Therefore, the three men in black don't know much about the old cigarette stick, and almost all of them stay together to practice and get beaten if they can't practice well.

The shadow door has fallen, and the cultivation resources can only be thought about by the old cigarette stick.

In order to pass on the sect, Lao Smoker had to become an assassin to make money.

During an assassination of an important member of the Ichthyosaurus Gang, he missed and was caught by Yu Xingye, the leader of the Ichthyosaurus. At that time, he was just a martial artist, and Yu Xingye was already a famous grandmaster, where was his opponent?

Yu Xingye cherished his talents, did not kill him, and invited him to join the Ichthyosaurus Gang. The situation is stronger than people, he had to bow his head, and called the three junior brothers to join the Fish and Dragon Gang.

Later, the Ichthyosaurus Gang was wiped out, and the four of their brothers escaped because they were good at escaping, and finally took refuge in Yu Xingye's son, Yu Zhen Gang.

The man in black had a memory of the old cigarette pole here, and after that, the old cigarette pole had almost no contact with them, only that the old cigarette pole had an important task on his body.

"Brother Cheng, what should I do?"

Xu Yayu's hand clenched Wang Cheng's palm tightly, and her pretty face was full of heaviness.

Although she didn't recognize this person, she could still see the power of the knife just now, this man in black must be a martial arts master!

Wang Cheng grabbed Xu Yayu's hand in reverse with his big hand to reassure her, but he could still see that he was a little nervous with the bed frame in his hand.

The old cigarette pole continued to walk here, the way was blocked, and they had to pass the old cigarette pole if they wanted to get out.

"Kill!"

Wang Cheng suddenly shouted, and this drink naturally used the Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest again.

In the face of a martial arts master, he didn't dare to have any reservations, not only used all the qi and blood power around him, but also used telekinesis, and the dual power roared out this strongest sonic attack.

The surrounding broken trees and dead leaves all rolled into the air, crashing into the old cigarette pole on the opposite side like a tornado.

The old cigarette pole paused, as if he was shocked.

Wang Cheng's expression changed, he grabbed Xu Ya's hand, and his figure quickly retreated.

As soon as they left with their front feet, the old cigarette pole had already appeared here, and the figure on the opposite side dissipated silently like a gust of wind.

It turned out to be just an afterimage!

"What a speed!"

Xu Ya stood more than ten meters away, her expression was solemn, she had only seen her master perform such a fast speed.

Wang Cheng was also frightened, worthy of being a phantom magic skill that can be compared to the Getaway, in the area of shifting and changing shadows, even the Getaway is slightly inferior.

After the old cigarette pole entered the door, he first looked at Yu Zhenbang, who was lying motionless on the ground, and then looked at Wang Cheng and the others, and said, "You have helped me a lot, but you still have to die!" ”

"Kill!"

There was a coquettish shout, but it was Xu Ya who took the lead.

I saw three figures appear around at once, each of them was so real, each of them was shooting, and each move was completely different.

It seems that there are two more Xu Ya at once, and three people attack Lao Yanzhu with different moves from three different directions.

The old cigarette stick moved, and it was impossible to see how he had disappeared, and he appeared very abruptly in front of a figure.

I couldn't see how he made a move, just heard a "ding" impact, and Xu Ya flew out upside down like a scarecrow.

At this moment, Wang Cheng also made a move, and he swept over the old cigarette stick with his hands around the bed frame.

The old cigarette pole held the cigarette pole and stroked it gently, seemingly very casually, only to see a bright light flash, and the bed frame in Wang Cheng's hand was instantly broken into two.

However, Wang Cheng did not retreat, and rushed over like a bull.

Just a few meters away from the old cigarette stick, he suddenly jumped up and held it high around the bed frame.

A figure appeared in his mind, a figure that had long been imprinted in his heart and would never be erased.

At this moment, his whole person's spirit melted into the bed frame in his hand.

"Kill!"

Wang Cheng's black hair danced wildly, and he shouted, hugging the bed frame and slashing at the old cigarette stick.

The old cigarette pole frowned, he actually felt the pressure, even Zhenyuan was difficult to operate freely for a moment, it was the natural coercion of the strong against the weak.

How is this possible?

However, it was delayed for such a moment, Wang Cheng's attack had already arrived, and the old cigarette pole had no choice but to raise his hand and make a desperate slash.

A bright light flashed, it was the True Yuan Strike from the Martial Arts Grandmaster, and its power was completely beyond the True Sword.

"Click!"

Zhenyuan instantly slashed on the bed frame, but this time, he couldn't cut it in two at once.

I saw that there was an extremely strong aura circulating around the bed frame, it was not true qi, but a gang wind formed by strength and speed reaching a certain level.

One is the incomparably sharp Dao True Yuan, and the other is the domineering and violent force Dao Gangfeng, and the two completely different forces collide at this moment.

After less than a second of stalemate, the bed frame "clicked", broke inch by inch, and finally the entire bed frame board was reduced to pieces.

Wang Cheng spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards like a sandbag.

"Brother Cheng!"

Xu Ya's eyes were quick, her figure flashed, appeared in mid-air, and caught Wang Cheng.

But Wang Cheng contained a huge anti-shock force, and she hit the wall behind her with a "bang", and the vines hanging on the wall were shattered on the spot.

The two of them spurted out a mouthful of blood in unison, lay on the ground, and it took a long time to get up and lean against the wall behind them.

The old cigarette pole took two steps back and said, "Good marksmanship!" It seems that you have obtained the martial arts inheritance of a certain gun king! ”

Wang Cheng was depressed and kept his mouth shut, he naturally used the move of the Wooden King Gun for the blow just now, otherwise how could he exert such great power?

"What a pity! You didn't hesitate to consume your blood and energy, and you didn't give full play to this type of marksmanship! ”

The old cigarette pole raised his feet and walked towards Wang Cheng, and continued in his mouth: "How can the pearl be secretly cast? Hand over the marksmanship inheritance, and I can leave you a whole corpse! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, his steps suddenly stopped, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Hurt?"

Xu Yamei's eyes lit up, and she immediately looked at Wang Cheng and exclaimed, "Brother Cheng, did you hurt him?" ”

"It's not!"

Wang Cheng shook his head, stared at the old cigarette stick, and said, "He was already injured!" ”

"Already hurt?" Xu Ya was puzzled.

Wang Cheng nodded, when he came to the Happy Building, he asked Xu Chao and the others to report his inference to the Hou Mansion, and Ning Hou must have sent a strong man over.

As for who he sent, he didn't know, but he thought it must be one of the four guardians, maybe two. After all, the old cigarette pole is good at hiding and strong, and a guardian may not be able to help him.

He also found that the old cigarette stick was injured, so he used the Muwang gun marksmanship, intending to hit it hard with one blow.

It's a pity, just like the old cigarette pole said, he mastered it too poorly, and he didn't give full play to the wooden king's marksmanship, otherwise the old cigarette pole would not be like this.

"I actually let you sting an ant! It doesn't seem like I can let you die so easily. ”

The old cigarette stick looked murderous, and just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly turned his head to look at one place.