The man in black was shot to death by a sneak attack, and the furious Tang Jiusheng closely chased after the black-clothed killer who released the dark arrow, and the light skill of the killer in front was not weak, Tang Jiusheng chased half a cup of tea, and the man had already run out of more than ten miles, of course, this kind of light skill is only suitable for short-distance running, which is different from the kind of kung fu that can run thousands of miles a day in Yulong Xingkong.

The black-clothed killer ran out of breath, turned his head to see that Tang Jiusheng was still chasing after him, and the black-clothed killer couldn't help but scold: "The surname is Tang, you don't want to live anymore? We have an ambush in front of us! If you want to die, just follow!"

Tang Jiusheng laughed and teased: "With your ability, what's the use of ambushing a hundred more people?

When the female killer in black heard Tang Jiusheng say this, her psychological defense line immediately collapsed, knowing that she couldn't outrun the other party, and she didn't want to run anymore, she sat on the ground tiredly, and scolded hatefully: "The surname is Tang, count you ruthless!" The woman in black was talking, her hand was not idle, as soon as she raised her hand, there was a cold light, Tang Jiusheng leaned back, his body bent into a half-bridge, and a crossbow arrow flew past the face door.

The man in black raised his hand again, and another cold light struck, Tang Jiusheng straightened up, pulled out the Singing Dragon Knife, and slashed the second crossbow arrow to the ground. The man in black raised his hand again, and the crossbow bolts shot like beads. Tang Jiusheng wielded the Roaring Dragon Knife, the golden sword qi wrapped around his body, and all those beaded crossbow arrows were cut to the ground. The woman in black sat on the ground and said with a smile: "What a wind splashing knife technique! The Lord of the Ringing Dragon Knife really lives up to his reputation!

Tang Jiusheng was taken aback when he heard that the monk was ambushed on the side, and looked around with a knife in his hand, but there was no movement around. The woman in black suddenly got up and ran again, laughing as she ran: "The surname is Tang, don't chase it, it's useless to chase it again, you look ugly, this girl doesn't like you!"

The black-clothed female killer spoke, turned her head and hit a few crossbow arrows, Tang Jiusheng swung his knife to cut down the crossbow arrows, and was about to chase after him again, only to hear someone on the side of the road chanting the Buddha's name, "The boy surnamed Tang, the poor monk has come to you for revenge!" Before the words fell, the fierce monk jumped out of the forest on the side of the road, holding a convenient shovel made of stainless steel in his hand.

Tang Jiusheng laughed and asked with a playful face: "Da Yan, your subordinate is defeated, does the egg still hurt now?"

At the duel meeting in the other courtyard, Tang Jiusheng kicked the crotch cover door of the monk with a trick, and broke the iron cloth shirt of his natural martial arts realm.

Da Yan gritted his teeth and said: "The kid surnamed Tang, you don't have to be rampant, last time you were cheating, the poor monk suffered a big loss for a while, and the poor monk will take revenge tonight and wash away the shame!"

Tang Jiusheng jumped up, landed lightly on the convenient shovel, used the Minglong knife to cut the fingers of the monk Da Yan, abandoned the convenient shovel, flashed to the left, and punched Tang Jiusheng's waist, Tang Jiusheng took the Minglong knife in his hand, and went to cut Da Yan's fist, and shouted angrily, "The surname Tang, you are too scoundrel!" Da Yan didn't dare to touch the Minglong knife with his fist, jumped to the left again, pounced forward, and grabbed the convenient shovel in his hand before the convenient shovel landed.

Tang Jiusheng was furious, and used the Minglong knife in his hand to sharpen it outward, and with a bang, the convenient shovel made of stainless steel was cut into two short sticks, and he sighed, and he didn't dare to fight, so he fled. Tang Jiusheng turned his head and looked at the female killer again, he was already gone. Tang Jiusheng had no choice but to return the same way.

The fleeing monk was very angry in his heart, the steel shovel that had just been built was first pinched by Ye Zhiqiu's handprint, and then cut off by Tang Jiusheng, it seems that this weapon made of ordinary steel is still a lot worse than the sword and sword! However, this time it was already a great achievement to be able to save the pavilion master's daughter in the hands of Tang Jiusheng.

Tang Jiusheng lost his target, so he could only return to the Qian'an Inn in despair, and at this time, the sky was already dark. Tang Jiu angrily entered the room, but saw the mad eagle lying on the innermost bed, with his back to the door, and in the room, Yulong Xingkong and the fat man were interrogating another man in black, who was the one who committed suicide by taking poison under his nose. When the man in black saw Tang Jiusheng walking into the house, his expression was very unnatural.

Tang Jiusheng glanced at the man in black, patted his face with the scabbard of the dragon, and asked coldly, "Didn't you take poison and die? Why are you alive again?" The man in black lowered his head and said nothing.

Yulong Xingkong said with a smile: "Little senior brother, you fell for this trick, and he accepted it."

That kind of poison is called the Turtle Breath Pill, it only temporarily paralyzes people, and after the medicine lasts for half an hour, it can be 'resurrected' by itself!"

Tang Jiusheng pulled a chair and sat down, turned around and said, "Fat brother, please go outside and guard this time, in case someone sneaks up on the arrow!" The fat man agreed, carried a pair of big hammers out of the door, jumped on the roof, and looked around. Tang Jiusheng glanced at the man in black, "Do you take the initiative to confess yourself, or wait for me to torture you?"

The man in black smiled bitterly: "Forget it, let's take the initiative to say it myself! My name is Yu Taiwu, I am the small stall head of Dongwei, and it was Master Yao of Dongwei who sent us out to assassinate the Wild Eagle!"

Tang Jiusheng glanced at the man in black and said curiously, "You are from Dongwei, which Lord Yao sent you?"

The man in black sighed, "What other Lord Yao can there be in Dongwei, of course, it is Lord Yao Tiegeng Yao who will punish the hundred households! Lord Yao said that this person has no use value, so he sent us to kill him! lest he leak Dongwei's secrets." ”

The wild eagle, who was lying on the bed inside, snorted in his nose with his vest facing outward, and said disdainfully: "Just a few of you want to kill me, I'm afraid it's not so easy!"

The man in black, Yu Taiwu, sneered, "If it weren't for Tang Jiusheng and Tang Gongzi and them protecting you along the way, you would have died eight hundred times!"

Crazy Eagle snorted again, "It's like you Dongwei people can win the Falling Rain Pavilion!"

Yu Taiwu sneered: "Say that you are a pig's head, you are a pig's head, you can lurk into Dongwei, is it possible that you are a monolith inside the Falling Rain Pavilion? Don't think that you are amazing, there are more people who can kill you!"

Tang Jiusheng shouted: "Are you all little dolls? Are you still in the mood to quarrel at this time? Yu Taiwu, just now your accomplice was shot to death by a woman with a crossbow arrow, do you know what happened?"

Yu Taiwu was puzzled: "The woman with crossbow arrows, don't be the killer of the Falling Rain Pavilion! Let's kill the mad eagle, the people of the Falling Rain Pavilion want to save him, presumably that's it." ”

Tang Jiusheng frowned, "There's no reason! the people of the Falling Rain Pavilion want to save the Crazy Eagle, and they should let your accomplice tell their identities, so I am so wary of Dongwei's means of assassinating the Crazy Eagle." But why did the killers of the Falling Rain Pavilion kill Dongwei's people to kill them? Isn't this a disservice?"

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