In a courtyard at the highest point of the Octagonal Village, this is Dong Long's residence, and when the killing of the village protrudes, Dong Long has been alarmed.

However, when he came out with his unique weapon and Tie Birch log, he found that his generals Zhao Xinhou, Geng Yun and others had all been killed, and he was lying in the courtyard with his own henchmen, and in the middle of the courtyard, there were only two people, a man and a woman.

Luo Changfeng and Ah Qing did not wear Taoist robes this time, but changed into civilian clothes, they came to avenge their personal revenge, there is no need to involve Chunyang.

Moreover, after exterminating the Octagonal Village and Juxian Village, the Heaven and Earth Society will officially declare war on the Twelve Lianwu Docks, and the Pure Yang Palace is not suitable for blending in.

"Bang"

"Did you kill my men?" Dong Long asked in a cruel voice as he slammed the log on the ground, a look of ruthlessness appeared on his gloomy face.

Luo Changfeng took two steps forward and said lightly: "Dong Long, do you remember me?"

Dong Long's only remaining single eye narrowed slightly, and he looked Luo Changfeng up and down a few times, but he didn't recognize him, "Which onion are you? Why does the master remember you?"

Luo Changfeng suddenly felt a little melancholy, sighed, and said quietly: "I can't imagine that I have remembered you for eight years, but you have already forgotten me, so I will remind you to remind you, so that you can know why you died." ”

Luo Changfeng stared at Dong Long and said in a deep voice: "Eight years ago, in the woods outside Daoxiang Village, that young man with an empty secret secret, do you remember?"

Dong Long suddenly realized, grinned and said: "It turned out to be you, that waste that can't even pierce my body protection qi, I didn't expect you to be alive." ”

"If it weren't for Li Fu's intervention, you would have been smashed into meat sauce by me, why, go back to penance for eight years, and think you can fight with me now?"

Dong Long was not too jealous of Luo Changfeng, because in the past eight years, his martial arts have not stopped.

Back then, the other party couldn't even pierce his body protection qi, which meant that his exercises were not superb.

Although the Empty Secret Technique was on him, he knew that it was given to him by Tang Jian before he died, and he should not have had time to practice it.

The relationship between Li Fu and Tang Jian He also knew that the Empty Secret Technique would definitely fall into Li Fu's hands in the end, otherwise, if this kid cultivated the Empty Secret Technique, why did he have to wait eight years to come to him?

The only thing he is afraid of now is the fight under the mountain, I don't know who hit the octagonal village, but he has 8,000 people under his command, as long as it is not the imperial court to send an army, he will not be afraid.

And if the imperial court sent a large army, it would be impossible for him not to receive the news, so he is still stable.

Luo Changfeng laughed and said: "Eight years, in fact, why should it take eight years to kill you, but just kill you, how can you repay the blood feud of the slaughter of Daoxiang Village?"

"Only by uprooting the twelve chain docks can I eliminate the hatred in my heart, Octagonal Village and you Dong Long are just a beginning. ”

Listening to Luo Changfeng's words, Dong Long's already vicious face was as hideous as a demon, his right arm circled, he had already held the log in his hand, and shouted angrily: "It's up to you, I want to see what skills you have learned in the past eight years, and dare to speak wildly...... Drink......"

It's still the original recipe, and it's still the familiar taste......

Dong Long shouted, jumped up, held the iron birch log with both arms, and smashed down towards the top of Luo Changfeng's head with the momentum of Mount Tai, whether it was power or speed, it was more than a step stronger than eight years ago.

It's a pity that compared with eight years ago, Luo Changfeng is now more than ten points stronger.

In the face of a move that he didn't dare to resist at all eight years ago, he could only dodge, and he hadn't dodged yet, but Luo Changfeng didn't even unsheath his sword, he just calmly raised his sword finger, and pointed at Dong Long in mid-air, and a sword qi burst out, facing the top of the falling log.

"Boom"

In the huge roar, Dong Long was shocked, and he only felt a force that Pei Mo could resist coming from the log, and his body was rushed backwards irrepressibly.

What shocked him the most was that the iron birch, which had been used for more than ten or twenty years and had never been damaged by any divine weapon, was actually torn apart by that sword qi at the front end, and it was shortened.

"Bang"

Dong Long landed in embarrassment, staggered back five or six steps in a row, and looked at Luo Changfeng with a pale face, how could it be? How could it become so strong?

Luo Changfeng's sword finger was tilted on his chest, he didn't look at Dong Long, and said coldly: "Eight years ago, I couldn't pierce your body protection qi, but now, your body protection qi is just a layer of window paper in my eyes." ”

"Snort"

After saying this, Luo Changfeng pointed out again, and the second sword qi shot towards Dong Long, who was five zhang away.

"Poof"

The speed of the sword qi was faster than lightning, Dong Long couldn't make any reaction, his left shoulder was pierced in an instant, and a ball of blood burst out, and his body protection qi was really like a layer of window paper, unable to block the sword qi for even a moment.

"You...... You ......"

Dong Long was desperate, he knelt on one knee with a short log, and looked at Luo Changfeng with fear in his eyes.

"Brother, Dong Long's life, let me take it!"

At this moment, Dong Long found a series of gray-white figures, jumping in from outside the fence like a spirit ape, and soon stood all over the courtyard, surrounding him in the middle.

And the sound of the fight below just now has completely calmed down at this time, and a thought that makes Dong Long unbelievable comes to mind, could it be that I, the eight thousand brothers of Bajiao Village, have been killed in such a short time?

Looking at the clothes of these people who jumped into the courtyard, Dong Long immediately knew their identities, because this dress was too recognizable, and even a little out of place with the style of this world, well, too conservative.

"Heavenly ...... Earth...... Yes. Dong Long paused word by word, gritted his teeth and said these three words.

Luo Changfeng turned around and walked to Mo Yu's side and said, "Go ahead! ”

"Click...... Click......"

Mo Yu casually stuck the long sword that was still dripping blood in his hand into the ground, and clenched his fists tightly with both hands, so hard that even his knuckles clicked.

"Dong Long, the blood debt of Daoxiang Village should be repaid. Mo Yu burst out with red eyes, kicked the ground with his right foot, unfolded the Great Demon Fist Technique, and rushed towards Dong Long with his bare hands.

Although Dong Long's left arm was abolished, even if he only had his right arm left, he still had a huge strength, and he knew that he had no way to live today, and he also went crazy.

"Ah......h

With a wild scream, Dong Long stood up with a distorted face, raised his right arm holding the log, threw the remaining log, and pushed it on the bottom of the log with one palm.

The log seemed to turn into a cannonball, and rushed towards the oncoming Mo Yu.

"Boom"

Mo Yu didn't dodge or dodge, his true qi was condensed on the blade of his fist, and he slammed into the iron birch with a punch, his skill was not as good as Luo Changfeng, and he couldn't smash the iron birch, but he also blasted the iron birch into the sky and threw it away, and he didn't know where it fell.

With the most violent attitude, Mo Yu had a hard hand-to-hand combat with Dong Long, which was completely crushed in terms of skill.

After ten years of penance and emptiness, and another five years of practicing the Demon Revision Nine Yin True Scripture, Mo Yu's skills have already reached the top masters.

The martial arts on the Nine Yin True Scripture, each one is exquisite, Mo Yu has an unparalleled talent in unparalleled martial arts, Dong Long only resisted more than ten moves, and then turned into a human flesh sandbag.

"This punch is for Master Liu Dahai's ......"

"Bang"

"This punch is for Xiaobai......"

"Bang"

"This punch is for the old village chief......"

"Bang"

"This punch was for the innocent villagers of Daoxiang Village who died tragically......"

"Bang"

Every time Mo Yu roared, he threw a punch, and Dong Long was about to spew out a large mouthful of blood, and his breath had already withered to the extreme.

Ah Qing's nose was sour, and she leaned on Luo Changfeng's shoulder, but she was still calm, but her rapidly undulating chest also showed that her heart was not as calm as it seemed.

Mao Mao and Wang Dashi were already red-eyed, bursting into tears, and kept calling the names in their memories in their hearts, telling them that they had avenged them.

"This punch...... It is for the goodness of the world and the manifestation of heavenly justice...... Ahh......h

"Bang"

"Boom"

With the last punch, Mo Yu used ten successful forces, and Dong Long's burly body was knocked away for more than ten feet, collapsing a lookout, and his vitality was completely cut off.

"Ah......h

After beating Dong Long to death, Mo Yu fell to his knees, stretched out his arms and looked up at the sky, and let out a long roar that shocked Siye.