It turned out that as early as when the Heavenly Perfume Pavilion was mainly attacking the Qingcheng faction and the Bagua Sect Qingcheng were dividing the rudder, the East China Sea Demon Gang was already expanding its sphere of influence. Now, when the dead soldiers guarding Yangzhou saw that outsiders had broken in, where would they think about who these people were, and they grabbed the guys and went directly to fight.

What is speed and agility? The dead warrior of the East China Sea Demon Gang has vividly interpreted the word "body method" to the fullest.

Nangong looked at the blood, these idiots who were not afraid of death actually dared to besiege such a powerful figure as "him", and immediately raised his arm, slapped back, and signaled his entourage to retreat and do it himself.

Crackling and popping, Nangong's bloody feet were like stepping on clouds, and he didn't need to touch the ground at all, but directly kicked the air and stomped on his feet, and then it was the light destruction of the silkworm divine skill. The ending can be imagined, the remains of the nameless juniors of the East China Sea Demon Gang fell apart and shattered into thousands of pieces.

Suddenly, at the same time that Nangong Bloody had just finished cleaning up the disciples of the East Sea Demon Gang, a very miserable "uh" cry came from behind him, and Nangong Bloody looked back and saw a man with a cloak with a shiny skull, who had smashed the necks of dozens of Heavenly Perfume Pavilion disciples.

"What a bald man, who are you to dare to kill 'my' men!" Nangong asked angrily.

"What, bald? Are you blind? Don't you see the last hair on the head of the gang leader?" retorted the man in the cloak, who was nearing the end of the sixtieth year.

"Oh! It turned out to be a generation of plague 'single-haired old male', hehe, Murong Ping took refuge in you, right? After Nangong said this, the limit of patience has arrived.

I saw that the "single-haired old male" spread his hands and threw it upward, and the palm of his hand seemed to pinch something and threw it upward, and the cloak on his shoulders immediately took off into the air, ascended to the sky in a straight line, and then glided forward, and changed the form according to the instructions of the "single-haired old male" hands. Then, the "single-haired old male" immediately released the cloak shadow hand, ready to use his usual tricks to let the cloak wrap Nangong's bloody body, and then wait for the opportunity to kill him. At this time, the opponent Nangong Xue was also concentrating on the direction of the outbreak of the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill.

I thought that there would be a vicious fight between the two, but who knows, the duel has just begun, and a twisted true qi - a curved silkworm like a dragon and a snake has already been born and collided in parallel, and the "single-haired old male" has been corroded by the silkworm magic before he has time to work, not to mention the powerful air flow decomposing his body, followed by the emergence of Zheng Zheng white bones.

The Silkworm Divine Skill is really a world-shattering magic skill with great destructive power!

Nangong Xue glanced at his subordinates and found that there was still "one" person alive, so he strode forward, pulled it up, and ordered with wide eyes: "You leave immediately, hurry back to the old nest in Qutangxia, and convey my instructions to the brothers." You can say something like, 'The Left Protector has an order to gather the disciples of this sect from all directions to go to Yangzhou to converge and sweep away the remnants of the East Sea Demon Gang in one fell swoop. And I can only continue to search the whole city, and I must find out Murong Ping and avenge the Dharma Protector among my good brothers." Hurry up and get out of the way. The subordinate clutched one hand to his throat and said hoarsely, "...... Subordinates obey!"

Then return to the Qutang Gorge Valley, in the middle of the air, a white, a group of black. The white one is the silver foot shooting, and the black one is the minions who are better at the light skills of the Heavenly Perfume Pavilion. Foot shooting silver floated towards the target like a kite, and scolded at the same time: "A bunch of children, it's a waste of Lao Tzu's internal strength." Don't mess with 'Lao Tzu' when you're tired of living, you have to force Lao Tzu to 'personally'!"

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