He is Tong Dongyang, the archbishop of Junzimen, the leader of the short-handled double-knife stream. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The knife at his waist had killed more people than he had taught, and he was cunning and cruel by nature, and often tortured people to death, perhaps to say that the torture was light.

Jin Jin's sound of drawing the sword pierced Yan Qian's ears, and before the sharp blade on the blade appeared, Yan Qian had already smelled the thick smell of blood.

"It's poison!" Yan Qian shouted in his heart, sure enough, he was a terrifying person, and he actually smeared poison on the knife!

"Shout, enjoy, I'll give you the treatment you deserve. Tong Dongyang's pupils skyrocketed, and the corners of his mouth were pulled to the point of extreme exaggeration, which was simply a demonic state.

Facing Tong Dongyang's tentative ridicule, Yan Qian reluctantly dodged from under his knife, but its other knife stayed on the top of Yan Qian's head in an earlier step, and at the last moment, Yan Qian hurriedly squatted, and the edge of the blade slid slightly over his forehead, and thin lines of blood oozed out, and Yan Qian knew that he had been poisoned.

"Damn, the most hated person is the one who uses poison. Yan Qian spat out, his body staggered, and he swayed his body and took seven or eight steps backwards one after another.

Just as Yan Qian stabilized his body, Tong Dongyang's blade stopped at the front of his eye, only the thickness of a film, and the poisonous knife would pierce Yan Qian's eye.

"Damn! It's torturing my mind!" If it weren't for the serious injury, Yan Qian really wanted to slap him to death.

It's a pity that this is just a fantasy, even if Yan Qian was in his heyday, he could only open with him at most, and the great sect leader of the Junzi Sect was not an ordinary person.

He is the kind of person who buries the torture method deep in his heart in his hands, and the bewitching sluts in the world are not the same at all.

"Yan Qian, the dart man, if you become blind like me, I don't know if you can still bet on the dart......"

Tong Dongyang flipped the blade and stamped the handle of the knife against the center of Yan Qian's head, Yan Qian shot backwards and flew out, and his loose body smashed the small birch tree behind him.

After landing on the ground, Yan Qian quietly held a handful of sand in his hand, the sand contained fine fragments when he was a child, and with the pouring of internal force, he would definitely be able to deal extraordinary damage.

When Tong Dongyang didn't notice it, Yan Qian shot upside down, kicked his feet into the tree, and his body quickly flew towards Tong Dongyang.

"Salted fish turned over?" Tong Dongyang really didn't notice Yan Qian's movements, he smiled ghostly, and his eyes were sharp enough to shoot others.

Boom!

The battle ended quickly, but Yan Qian did not succeed in performing the technique, his right hand curled up into a fist, unable to open because of the short knife on the fist that pierced from the index finger to the wrist.

Dripping blood mixed with sand and stones falls, making for a poignant heroic picture.

"Is it comfortable?" Tong Dongyang kicked Yan Qian in the chest, and the sound of the sternum breaking came out in a dull manner, and the pain almost made Yan Qian fall asleep, and the dirty blood that should have been spit out was swallowed back hard.

How could Tong Dongyang give up this opportunity to torture people, the hand holding the short knife pushed it in lightly, and the person said that ten fingers were connected to the heart, and Yan Qian immediately let out a howling sound.

"Looks like you're very comfortable, ...... you're in the middle of it."

Tong Dongyang saw that the time was about the same, and the playing temperament was almost exhausted, and after pulling out the short knife, he let Yan Qian fall in front of him.

The venom has already entered the internal organs of Yan Qian, and if he does not receive timely help, he will be poisoned to death.

What's more, at this time, his whole body was bleeding, even if he resisted the assassination of venom, when the blood ran out, Yan Qian would definitely die.

Feeling the blinding light in the sky, Yan Qian could no longer distinguish whether it was sunlight or clouds. I only felt that many cracks began to crack slightly on the three-person high stone slab.

"If you want to be wild, I, Wu Ling, am the first to disagree!"

Instilled with the aura of the sixth-layer internal force realm, this roar was heard by the whole city.

The moment the slate broke, more than a hundred giant rats burst out from the other side of the slate, and the pitch-black giant rat was half a human height, its paws stepped on the ground and gnawed, and the explosion of momentum made Tong Dongyang stunned for half a minute.

This half point of surprise, Wu Ling spread his wings and fell from the sky, the coldness of the ice teeth seemed to bring the heaviness of the winter night, the "flying dragon in the sky" was instilled on the ice teeth, Tong Dongyang Jiman stretched out a short knife to resist, although he withstood the attack of the dragon palm, but the giant rats approaching one after another did not have a benevolent temperament at all.

The five claws of the giant rat that came first covered Tong Dongyang's abdomen, and the claws pierced in, and the giant rat's movements did not stop, they stretched the muscles on their hands, and dug out a piece of Tong Dongyang's flesh and blood.

"Ahh

With his head on top of Wu Ling, his feet kept rotating on the ground, and he put forward a strong internal force leg gong in all directions.

The giant rat is at most a powerhouse in the sixth-layer internal force realm, and it can't resist Tong Dongyang's attack, but Wu Ling didn't give up, Yan Qian resisted for him for nearly half an hour, and he will definitely hold on for the next half an hour!

The giant rat couldn't get close to Tong Dongyang, and Wu Ling ran his wings and slid down, forming an "N" shape, and detaining Tong Dongyang inside.

Tong Dongyang saw that he stretched out a short knife and kept slashing on the wings, his voice was crisp and pleasant, but it had no effect.

"This is Benyi, Jiji, it's really a good thing. ”

Tong Dongyang's joking voice penetrated Wu Ling's ears, he raised his head and glanced at Wu Ling, the two looked at each other, each wanting to kill the other.

However, it seems that Wu Ling's killing intent is stronger, and Tong Dongyang's is more obvious and clear, because of the gap in martial arts, Wu Ling can't resist him, otherwise he will lose very quickly.

But things in the world will not develop as he thinks in his heart, and an afterimage appeared on Tong Dongyang's body, which is a martial art that Wu Ling is extremely familiar with-Twenty-Four Broken Hands!

Sure enough, it is impossible for the great sect leader of the Junzi Sect not to use the twenty-four broken hands, and every disciple of the Junzi Sect who is above the rank of the Heavenly Rank will use it, not to mention him Tong Dongyang.

Tong Dongyang's body disappeared from under Wu Ling's ice teeth, and sniffed along the thick murderous aura, Wu Ling found that a bright golden light appeared about thirty degrees to his right.

Wu Ling sacrificed the ice fangs and slashed them out in the left direction very vividly, but unfortunately the blade of the ice teeth had not yet touched his body, and the golden light disappeared again, replaced by the appearance of another phantom.

"This man is so strong!" Judging from his twenty-four broken hand cultivation, if he was in his heyday, he would almost be able to keep up with his speed!

In other words, Tong Dongyang is playing with Wu Ling!

Wu Ling didn't dare to take Ben Yi back, at this time of crisis, Ben Yi's strong defense was his shield, if he took it back, it would be really very dangerous.

"Go and put an end to the madmen in the city, they are all exiles!"

Wu Ling roared, the giant rats moved one after another, more than a hundred heads stepped out of the place, but not on the land, they relied on their strong size and sharp claws, straight to the ground, the scene instantly formed a hundred big pits, and the giant rats also disappeared in front of Wu Ling.

They followed Wu Ling's orders and headed towards the butchers in the city, and the fangs of the giant rats would soon put an end to the chaotic battle.

Tong Dongyang seemed to see through the running wings on Wu Ling's back, he stopped his steps, and his body landed on a gravel peak not far away, his strange eyes stared straight at Wu Ling.

Looking from top to bottom, it's like going to a "kiln" to pick up prey, "********Do you know who I am?" Tong Dongyang hoarsely confided in a voice that Wu Ling never wanted to hear in his life.

"Roll ......" Wu Ling roared, and then sank the tip of the ice tooth knife to the ground, this action is the first starting style of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending "see the dragon in the field", according to the current strength of Wu Ling's recovery, he can no longer use the dragon descending bullet, and the only two remaining dragons are completely used in the field, and he can't act again, because he is really too tired.

"This blow was slashed for Yan Qian, I know he is not dead, but you will not live long!"

The call sign can always bring some support to one's own powerlessness, the twenty-four broken hands are poured into the feet, the afterimage is visible, and the blade of the ice tooth is aimed at Tong Dongyang's head, and that knife wields the strength of Wu Ling's whole body in the real sense.

It's a pity that with the sound of explosions in the distance, Wu Ling knew that this knife had failed.

He didn't give up, he still had the last breath of strength, the breeze drifted through his messy hair, Tong Dongyang's figure flashed back to his right hand, felt his breath, quickly cut through the chaos, and the twenty-four broken hands were transported again, towards Tong Dongyang's direction, Wu Ling condensed the last blow, and the dragon slash was swung again.

"Sonorous!" The handover of the two blades, Wu Ling was defeated, but Tong Dongyang's beloved short knife broke one of them, his eyes widened, and his reaction was incredible, as if he had never thought that the ice teeth were so sharp that they were amazing.

"This knife can be compared to the door cutting knife!" Tong Dongyang secretly said in a trance, as a person from the Gentleman's Sect, they know better than anyone how sharp the door cutting knife is.

At this time, Wu Ling had no strength to retreat, he dragged his tired body, received a blow from Tong Dongyang in the chest, and fell to the ground and couldn't move.

"The treasure on your body is enough to make the people of any sect crazy for it!" Tong Dongyang's blow did not use internal force, and the kick on Wu Ling should have been painless, but unfortunately Wu Ling was really too weak, he really wanted to close his eyes and rest, he didn't think about anything, he just wanted to fall asleep.

The hundred or so giant rats had already taken a lot of his spirit, and this battle really didn't belong to him.

But if the heavens want to kill him, even the main god will have no way to return to the heavens.

Merely...... Heaven didn't want to kill him, because death wouldn't agree!

Bang!

The morning bell and dusk drum from the desolation, like the indescribable majesty in the abyss, it was with incomparable majesty and unattainable power, and the sound came from the earth.

Wu Ling smiled, he smiled very innocently, he knew what that thing was underground, and he knew that people who love to eat sugar gourds would not have such bad luck.

"What are you laughing at!" Tong Dongyang felt inexplicably frightened in his heart, he swore that since he was promoted to the position of the archbishop of Junzimen, he had always made others feel fear, what fear was, to him, it was as strange as a passerby.

But at this time, the tremor of his heart will not be forgotten, because even he does not dare to look directly at the thing under the ground.

It's like meeting a god, and the light emanating from the god will make the pious dare not look at it directly.

But it's not the gods underneath, it's the beasts of the flood.

"It worked, much faster than I thought......" Wu Ling said in a thin voice, and the things under the ground seemed to hear Wu Ling's response, and the incomparably old sound broke through the ground and spread to every corner of the entire city.

The hundred or so giant rats stopped their paws stabbing at the butcher, and they stared at each other as if they had just remembered that they were just small mice.

The strange beasts that Grandma Yu once controlled, all curled up and did not dare to move, and the coercion from the ground made them understand their identity and status, and acting indiscriminately was death.

All the powerhouses of the Flowing Killing Gate traveled to the city of the Gui Gang, but their bodies had not yet stepped into the realm of the Gui Gang, because among the people who came, there was a person who Wu Ling was familiar with, and her familiarity with foreign beasts was stronger than everyone else, and that person was Xue Yu.

Xue Yu stopped the actions of all the strong men, and she shouted, "Things have changed suddenly, we are too late!"

"There is a strange beast under the ground that has been promoted to the inner qi realm, that kind of strange beast is arrogant by nature, it is the blood descendant of the ancient divine dragon, and when we get close to its territory, we are going to die. ”

......

Boom!

At some point, the air began to scatter sparks of debris, the sparks were as beautiful as cherry blossoms, and of course, they were as terrifying as the blades.

"What secret weapon do you have!" Tong Dongyang was already shocked by the unknown fear underground, and he kept howling to ease the anger in his heart, but it didn't help, because he was really scared and helpless.

When a person is helpless, he will always do something unimaginable, only to see Tong Dongyang stretch out the complete short knife in his hand, and gently cut a crack in his arm, and the stinging pain finally made him stabilize his breath and figure.

His steps were heavy, and he slowly paced towards Wu Ling, the short knife was mixed with Yan Qian's blood, his own blood, and the venom coated on the knife, the three of which had a chemical effect, and the red and purple fragments that solidified were uneven.

As ugly as a swamp.

"I'm the great sect leader of the Junzi Sect, I'm not afraid of anything!" Under the hoarseness, his face distorted and changed, as if venom had soaked his face, which was even uglier than his ugly face.

Wu Ling let go of the ice teeth in his hand, his hands and feet were placed in a large shape, accompanied by a whining and trembling sound of the earth, Wu Ling muttered softly: "Thank you, the great patriarch from the Dragon Feather Snake......"

Boom!

At a distance of five meters away from Wu Ling, the ground shattered into powder, it was a dragon-shaped giant tail, the sharp hairs on the giant tail passed through Tong Dongyang's body, the cold of the dragon scales broke its blade, and the sparks in the sky became his gift before parting.

He didn't expect that he would be defeated and had no power to fight back, and in the face of absolute power, he was as weak as an ant.

The appearance of the giant tail gushed out infinite golden light, and that incomparably powerful internal qi set off dozens of hurricanes in the city, and the hurricane swept the dust, and the entire Gang became brilliant because of its appearance.

The faces of the powerful men in the distance were full of shock, they stared at each other with incredible eyes, and no one dared to say a word to each other, they were afraid that their actions would ruin the majestic scene.

Xue Yu stood on his feet, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart, the task was not completed, and he was disturbed by the dragon feather snake that broke through the inner qi realm, even if the door master Xue Guo was present at this time, it was impossible to defeat the strange beast that really stepped into the inner qi realm.

But in Xue Yu's trance, the figure of a young man seemed to flash in her mind, and she stared a little blankly ahead, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Nobleman, I'm here to help you......" (To be continued.) )