……

Green mountains and green valleys, small bridges and flowing water.

It is obviously an excellent beauty, but the screams and shouts in the surroundings have stained this beauty with a layer of blood.

There were people on the bridge, only one person.

The master of the three alliances stood on the bridge, overlooking the scenery in the Tang Gate, playing with a copper coin in one hand and a folding fan in the other, and the snow-white fan was painted with four kinds of faces: sadness, joy, joy and happiness.

And he no longer had the golden mask on his face, or he had removed it a moment before he could do it. Instead, there is a smile on the face, the eyes are bent with the smile bent, the corners of the eyes are bent down, and the corners of the mouth are upturned, which is a white face.

The copper coin in his hand has been thrown several times.

The moonlight above his head was bright, looking at the mottled copper coins that flipped in the air, and then settled in the palm of his hand, the eyes of the three alliance lords flashed, and he said softly: "It's still a trigram." ”

He had already thrown it several times, divined a number of hexagrams, and it seemed that he must be in the divination of the hexagram he wanted, even if he knew that this kind of thing was nothing more than vain, but his mind dictated that if he wanted to get it, he must get it.

"Well, Shangjiu, Kang Long has regrets."

Dry for the sky, strong and upright.

The I Ching hexagram has a cloud: "Qiangua, Yuan Henry Zhen". This hexagram is implying the trend of reaching the peak, but unfortunately the change falls on the nineth, the so-called: "Kanglong has regrets, and the profit cannot last long", it is too much, and the peak of the peak also means the beginning of decay.

The leader of the three alliances smiled lowly, his laughter was full of mockery, but his mouth said: "Good hexagram!" ”

Who wants to retreat, as long as he enters, he only wants to enter, the dragon flies for nine days, how can he be afraid that Kanglong will regret it?

As long as he soars into the sky, he never cares if he will fall to pieces.

The midnight killing continued.

And at his feet, there were many corpses lying all over the place.

"Death!"

Suddenly, a young man from the Tang Sect swept onto the bridge with red eyes.

This person shot extremely fast, ruthlessly and quickly, and the hidden weapon hit the three alliance masters like a meteor rain, densely packed and overwhelming, and it was an angry blow.

The three alliance lords glanced at each other softly, and the fan in his hand suddenly shook open, and the fan surface was horizontal, only turned twice, turned twice, and all the hidden weapons had jingled and fell on the bridge.

Without waiting for the man to pick up the killing move, the leader of the three alliances raised his fan with his sleeves, and suddenly, a face flew out of the fan like a ghost and landed on the man's face.

The young man's eyes were sharply open, and the moment he was covered with face, his body was still standing in place, but his head had already flown out and rolled to the ground.

The headless body trembled slightly, and the blood of the broken neck gushed like a roar.

The leader of the three alliances waved his fan again, and the bloody wind and bloody rain flew out and covered an old tree under the moon.

"Puff puff ......"

The two Tang disciples who were hiding in the shadows were immediately pierced by blood droplets and were killed on the spot.

Not only people, but all living things in his eyes, people, cats, dogs, and birds, none of them have a living mouth.

If you don't do something, you have to do it, and you have to do it.

Although Li Ducian has a deep city government and a heavy heart, he still has a bottom line, he still talks about morality, and he still longs for beauty, maybe he can destroy the Tang Sect, but he will definitely not kill it cleanly, kill it thoroughly, so the three alliance masters decided to take action in person.

Such an existence as the Tang Sect, if you don't kill it, sooner or later you will have bad luck, these are experts in using poison, good hands with hidden weapons, once they are left alive, they may be poisoned to death one day, or stabbed to death by hidden weapons, and they must be completely eradicated.

Li Ducian is ruthless, he can be more ruthless, more ruthless, and more sober than Li Ducicada.

Both seem to be aiming to become famous, but they are still a little different in nature.

Li Ducian was frustrated, tasted bitterness, and was depressed, but he had nothing at the beginning.

But he went from having to nothing, and then to now losing and regaining.

He has seen through the faces of too many people, and he has also experienced the world, and he was heartbroken by this river and lake, so he naturally had to be ruthless.

The difference is that most of the things back then were achieved by his father with the help of Li Xunhuan's prestige. And now, he wants to achieve his ambition with his own hands, fight everything with his own hands, and use his strength to tell the world that he doesn't need to rely on anyone's reputation, he can still call the wind and rain by himself.

And he is Long Xiaoyun.

In fact, not only for himself, but also for the person who has been buried in the soil for many years.

His father, Long Xiaoyun.

This man betrayed the righteous brothers, took the love of his brothers, occupied the family business of his brothers, and lived in the shadow of Li Xunhuan from birth to death, pitiful and humble, and finally his conscience found that he died for Li Xunhuan, how ridiculous.

It's ridiculous to live, it's ridiculous to die.

But no matter how much he looked down on this person, he was still Long Xiaoyun's son.

Long Xiaoyun can say that he is sorry for anyone, but he has never been sorry for him, he is extremely pampered, and he will grant everything he wants.

So, as a son, should he erase this shame for his father?

For more than 20 years, every day, every night, and almost every moment, this thought has been intertwined and hovered in his mind, echoing endlessly, and now it has been deeply planted in the marrow and turned into an obsession.

When Lin Shiyin was there, he was still able to restrain himself, but when Lin Shiyin was gone, he couldn't sleep well.

Therefore, he wants to enter the WTO to fight, even if he can't get out of it all right.

"Who the hell are you?"

Suddenly, an old man suddenly walked out with a nine-ring broadsword in his hand.

As soon as this person came out, he was followed by a group of old and weak women and children.

But without exception, just like the "Excalibur Villa" back then, these people either held swords in their hands or held hidden weapons, and children of four or five years old all clenched daggers, their eyes showed hatred and murderous intent.

In addition to the people of the Tang family, there are also some people with foreign surnames who are married to the Tang family, all of whom are disciples of other forces, and now they are all like great enemies, ready to fight to the death.

"Dog thief, if there is one person in my Tang family who survives today, I will fight with you to the death, fight to the end, and the sky will be desolate."

An eight- or nine-year-old boy said viciously.

Long Xiaoyun nodded and smiled very seriously: "I believe in you." ”

He turned around and gave a faint order to the several killers who came behind him, "Kill them all." ”

The four killers are already in action, while the remaining two are hidden in the dark, responsible for harvesting the lonely Tang Sect disciples, and chasing and killing those who want to escape.

This "Tangjia Fort" is easy to defend and difficult to attack, surrounded by mountains, and there is only one entrance and exit, once the enemy invades, if there is no secret way, it is extremely difficult to escape.

Bloodier killings began.

Since these people are surnamed Tang, they will definitely use hidden weapons.

Only when Long Xiaoyun turned around, at least a dozen or twenty people had turned over the hidden weapon in their hands, and the rest were taking out the hidden weapon.

Woohoo......

The sound of breaking the air, the sound of flying, the sound of explosions.

In an instant, several strange flower flames seemed to bloom between the two sides, dazzling, and also illuminated the scalp-numbing hidden weapon.

Throwing needles, darts, throwing knives, throwing guns, Hidden Blades, thistles, etc...... There were even two firearms.

The firelight and cold light were intertwined, and they all shot at Long Xiaoyun between the electric light and flint.

But what is desperate is that the two lamas and monks among the four killers took off their monks' robes in an instant, unfurled them in the wind, and flew around, like gold and iron under the infusion of strength, they had already covered all the hidden weapons and took them.

And the remaining two women, taking advantage of the four of them to intercept the hidden weapon kung fu, squeezed in, one left and one right, and slaughtered into this group of old and weak women and children.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"I, a disciple of the Tang Sect, will never steal my life."

……

Listening to the sound of shouting and killing behind him, Long Xiaoyun suddenly paused, looked at his feet, and a head bone rolled over, it was the young man who was still saying that he wanted revenge just now.

He sighed: "Poor! ”

After going through so much, he no longer looks at things in terms of right and wrong.

The rivers and lakes are like this, the moment you jump in, everything is already doomed.

If anyone is at fault, it is that this chaotic world is at fault.

After sighing, he looked ahead again, and saw seven figures coming out of the shadows.

He is a master of the Blue Dragon Society.

"Altar Master?"

Long Xiaoyun greeted him with a smile, and threw a yellow and clear money from his finger and threw it in a pool of blood.

……

For a long time, the sky-high flames burned one after another from Tangjiabao, dyed half of the sky, dyed fiery red, and the mountains burned down.

The fire burned for a day and two nights.

It was not until the evening of the next day that the fire was extinguished.

"Who did it?"

Tang Da and Tang Si, who participated in the ambush of Li Duciao, rushed back, looking at the scorched earth in front of them, as well as the corpses in the scorched ashes, all of them were in pain, grief and indignation, and blood seeped from their eyes.

There were also many Tang Sect disciples who went out to survive, but at this moment they were all limp and kneeling, crying and crying.

In just half a day, a terrible news spread all over the rivers and lakes.

The Tang Gate in Shuzhong was tragically destroyed, and none of the two hundred and forty-seven lives were spared, and the foundation of hundreds of years was burned by a fire.

Tang Da looked at the money he found from the burnt ash, his expression was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes seemed to be able to spit out flames, his eyes were red, and his expression was hideous.

"Shangguan Xiaoxian, my Tang family and Ling will never die!!"

(End of chapter)