The strange man on the opposite side heard Lao Wang's exclamation, and without hesitation, immediately launched an attack. Although it is a white jade-like snow claw, it tears through the void and grabs out three black marks on the left and right, which is quite strange under the bright moonlight.

Xiong Shanjun is still a good time, with the same to respond to all changes, the giant fist is wielded, with one against three, not cramped, but also at ease. even peeked at Lao Wang, paying close attention to the situation of this old friend, and wanted to know more about whether this guy's strength had regressed or improved after more than ten years.

Although Lao Wang has not fought with people for many years, he is quite unfamiliar. At this time, he was suddenly shocked, and his heart was shaken, but he did not forget to silently run the mantra twice in his body, waved the short sword in his hand, and said something in his mouth, and the sword pointed to a move, and the short sword was golden and radiant, turning from a foot long to a big sword, flying into the air, facing the giant bird from afar. With a slight swing, a golden light flew by, and it directly split the nine-headed giant bird.

The giant bird that was split did not struggle and scream, it directly turned into a little red light, which dissipated directly into the air, and nine slightly brighter points of light directly submerged into one of Hai Dongqing's clones. What surprised the two of them was that the previous full true spirit momentum would be so vulnerable.

Seeing this situation, Xiong Shanjun here, his subordinates exerted their strength, and directly planned to crush Hai Dongqing.

Haidongqing's body is like smoke, his attacks are fast and vicious, and his strength, speed, and skills are definitely the best choice among the people he has met, and he has indeed lived up to his reputation for thousands of years.

It turns out that this Haidongqing clan has always been mysterious and rare. Lao Wang also knows more from the classics, and he has only seen it a few times, slush and claws, a little bit of impression, not to mention familiarity.

Therefore, according to old legends, the Kanto Sea Dongqing is a sacred bird. The eagle harrier falcon and other high-class condors are already royal treasures, and there are records of bounties in all dynasties. And Hai Dongqing is known as the "God of Ten Thousand Eagles" that will produce one of the 100,000 eagles, and according to old legends, Hai Dongqing may even have the bloodline of the ancient true spirit Jiufeng. Therefore, Hai Dongqing is not so much a fetish as a totem.

If there is no Lao Wang's fast sword and power, I am afraid that Hai Dongqing can also compete with Xiong Shanjun, plus the previous sneak attack was successful, taking a lot of advantage, maybe, he will really achieve the final victory. If Lao Wang was defeated by the giant bird, even if it was only dragged on for a while, Hai Dongqing could rely on some kind of secret technique to break it one after another. But I didn't expect that Lao Wang was a lion fighting a rabbit, and he used all his strength, leaving no suspense, and simply solved another battle situation neatly. 、

This also made Hai Dongqing's wishful thinking wrong, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart, human beings are really more cunning than the other.

Scolding and scolding, his subordinates can't be slow, there is Lao Wang here eyeing the formation, Xiong Shanjun is a powerful move, the momentum is strong, one force will drop ten times, and he will have the upper hand steadily, and the final victory is only the length of time.

Hai Dongqing also felt more and more uncomfortable, suddenly let out a long roar, attacked a few moves, and then dodged and retreated, and the three figures fled quickly in the dense forest in three directions.

Xiong Shanjun looked at Lao Wang, Lao Wang shook his head, and the two did not chase after him. It's not just because of the poor Kou Mo chasing, but Lao Wang's tracking technique is too mysterious, but the residual breath in the process of killing the nine-headed bird with a sword is enough for tracking for several months. Let go of the long line to catch big fish, and you can find the root of the strange things that happened today.

Seeing Hai Dongqing's figure disappear into the deep forest, both of them just stood and pondered. It's getting more and more complicated.

While he was pondering, a loud roar like thunder sounded in the distance, and even though it was thirty miles away, it still made people's hearts shake. It was a long, distant roar that defied everything, a shock that prevented all beasts from resisting. In the silent moonlit night forest, I don't know how many nightmares have spawned in countless minds, and how many foxes, rabbits, deer and rats will tremble in fright, and even fart and urine.

Lao Wang and Xiong Shanjun were stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look at each other and smile bitterly.

However, in the snap of a finger, a figure flew from a distance, and the figure of a huge Siberian tiger rushed in the forest. The tiger's body is two feet long, the clear golden king character on the forehead flashes, and the breath is like substance, shrouding a radius of several miles.

The ancients once wrote a poem describing the king of all beasts, which should be more appropriate and expressive:

The fur is covered with gold, and the claws reveal eighteen silver hooks.

The eyes are like lightning, the tail is like a whip, and the mouth is like a blood basin and teeth are like a halberd.

Stretching his waist and arms are hideous, and shaking his tail and shaking his head thunderbolt.

The foxes and rabbits in the mountains are all hidden, and the roe deer under the stream are all traced.

The galloping Tiger King came to a sudden stop in front of the two, and a teenage boy sat firmly on his back.

The Tiger King laughed, only to see that in the open space in front of him, there was a majestic man out of thin air, showing the spirit of a king in his gestures. The young man on the back of the tiger ran to Lao Wang, who picked up the little guy, kissed it, put it beside him, and then looked at the tiger king.

I saw the Tiger King laughing: "Lao Wang, Xiong Er, why are you still alive today." This blind guy, the Haidongqing clan is afraid that it will take a few hundred years of cultivation to produce another such talent. ”

Lao Wang smiled, didn't say anything, and looked at Xiao Wang again, his eyes were full of doting, and he was not unhappy about the interruption of Hai Dongqing's clues. And Xiong Shanjun, who had been fighting hard for a long time, couldn't help but complain: "Boss Yin's hand is too fast, we are still going to follow the vine and track down the people behind the scenes." ”

General Yin didn't mind: "Haha, I didn't expect it." But it doesn't matter, we bumped into this guy when we came back, and directly took his Neidan and made up for the virtuous nephew. Neidan has the best effect when taken directly, let him go to the house and refine it quickly. I'm here to tell you what I've got, and it's not a pity to cut off your clues. ”

Lao Wang first placed his son in an empty room and said a few words before returning to the hall. Although there is a family tradition of cultivation, there is no difficulty or accident in absorbing such a thing as Neidan, but the child has not experienced it, and it is more secure to come and guard it after a while.

General Yin and Kumayama-kun were already waiting there for tea. Everything was peaceful and calm, the smell of tea was pervasive, and it seemed as if everything that had happened before was irrelevant.

Seeing that Lao Wang was coming, General Yin split his head and said: "Do you guess whose minions Hai Dongqing is?"

Lao Wang and Xiong Shanjun have no clue, although they know that Hai Dongqing was sent to investigate the situation, but they still can't imagine what kind of existence can drive such a powerful character to be a pawn.

"Xuan Ming. General Yin cherished the words like gold and slowly spit out two words.