Before Pang He could come up with any plan, the other side had already given an order and besieged him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Pang He looked at his master Zhou Tong worriedly, with firm eyes, without the slightest panic, it seemed that what was in front of him was just the master of ants.

But the people at the Dark Night Gate panicked, looked left and right, and picked up the knife in their hands in a panic, with trembling, like a dying and struggling person facing death in despair before dying!

In this disparity of the duel, Pang He was completely unsure, he didn't know how to face it, he just looked at the master around him, but there was no movement, even if the other party killed, Zhou Tong still stood and watched. The situation on the field was really one-sided, and the anxious Pang He mentioned Linglong and prepared to make a final resistance.

Soon, Pang He was at the forefront, and everywhere Linglong went, blood danced in the sky, screaming, and it also attracted the attention of many people, knowing that Wei Hong, who was not an opponent, joined forces with his senior brother to seek back the dignity that had just been humiliated.

Last time, because Linglong was not by his side, he was bare-handed, and now, Linglong is in his hands, and Wei Hong is just a few goods, Pang He naturally didn't take it to heart. A simple temptation frightened Wei Hong, and the wind flooded hundreds of rivers and galloped thousands of armies. Wei Hong and the others looked at the master behind them, with expectant eyes, and that eagerness was filled with despair of reality. Linglong beckoned his body by his side again, Wei Hong hurriedly parried and retreated frequently, and the people who came over with him had already avoided retreating, trying to protect themselves. Finally, Wei Hong wailed, "Master!"

Pang He didn't give the middle-aged man the slightest face, Linglong left a thin long line on his head and neck, and Wei Hong fell down without looking at it, and in despair, he didn't wait for the master's help. After dealing with Wei Hong, the morale of the Dark Night Gate has obviously risen, and Pang He is like a savior, bringing hope to the people of the Dark Night Gate around him, especially Ye Xian, who admires Pang He so much.

On the other hand, although the opponent has a relatively large advantage in numbers, Pang He's existence is a death-like existence, and some people even retreat without a fight, in order to save their only small life.

At this time, Zhou Dong was still standing without the slightest movement. In the eyes of Pang He, Ye Xian and others, it is an unpredictable thing. Zhou Tong's martial arts have basically been seen, but at such a critical juncture, he actually stood motionless, could it be that he just wanted to watch this side be eliminated one by one?

After a fight, Pang He also looked at his master expectantly, still standing, his eyes were bright, he really didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the master's gourd, there was no way, Pang He continued to kill, wandering back and forth in the main altar, rescuing the night gate people who were on the verge of defeat.

After several rescues, Pang He felt tired, and looked more expectantly at the master standing on the command platform of the main altar, and sure enough, he was still standing, the same as at the beginning. Pang He began to be discouraged, what was the master thinking, why didn't he make a move now, although the situation was shifting to this side little by little, he was still at a disadvantage. The eldest young master of the Nangong family, regardless of the wind and rain outside the window, guards his father on the bed. With such a loud killing cry, I can not come out to see it safely, I really admire it from the bottom of my heart. Ye Xian and several leaders of the Dark Night Gate were reliable, and with the determination to protect the Dark Night Gate to the death, they fought hard to slash and kill.

The morale boost, in a short period of time, had a very good effect, but after a long time, they were all tired, and the balance of victory shifted again. Several leaders finally couldn't bear it anymore and were injured in many places.

The casualties of the Night Gate were getting bigger and bigger, and they were worse than the situation when the battle had just begun, because they were tired.

Pang He looked at the master again, with his sharp eyes, and the sassy and heroic posture that stood motionless, Pang He, who had already complained in his heart, almost screamed.

The creepy sneer remembered again: "Haha, Zhou Tong, you really stand still, your people are all dying, are you really going to die?"

Zhou Tong snorted coldly, did not answer, and looked at it very calmly.

"Haha, Zhou Tong, there are really you, am I just making you feel scared, haha, look at you, you can't speak! Why, if you can kowtow to us three times, I, Wu Fang, will let you go today, let go of all the people in the Dark Night Gate here, how about it?"

Zhou Tong was on the sidelines, completely ignoring Wu Fang, standing vigorously and watching.

Wu Fang said angrily: "Okay, you just look at it! The people of the Dark Night Gate, you listen, I, Wu Fang, originally wanted to give you a way to live today, but unfortunately, Zhou Dong didn't give you a chance, so don't blame my subordinates for showing mercy!"

Wu Fang's words have a very big impact on the people of the Night Gate. This group of tired people, after several battles, was already exhausted, and even Pang He felt powerless. But Zhou Dong still stood on it with peace of mind, motionless, as if it had nothing to do with him, how could this not make people angry, how not to make people feel the atmosphere. Now Wu Fang said that as long as Zhou Tong kowtowed three times, the previous complaints, coupled with this sentence, were seamlessly connected together, and it became a united effort to ask Zhou Dong to kowtow.

Fatigue, coupled with the wavering of the army's heart, Wu Fang laughed, and the unforgettable laughter remembered again, and the extremely incompatible clothes, how impressive: "Haha, everyone stop for me, everyone stop for me." Listen to me, I have changed my mind again, as long as you catch Zhou Tong, I promise to release you, and besides, you people from the Dark Night Gate, as long as you want, can be thrown into my door. I think, there is no reputation in the rivers and lakes, and you always have to hide in this gloomy mausoleum in the dark night gate, compared to my famous golden knife gate, you don't have to think about it!"

At this time, Nangong Canglin walked out and came to the main altar, and after wiping, he couldn't hide his crying red eyes, and a conspicuous blush was clearly in the firelight. At this time, the people in the Dark Night Gate all looked over, looking expectantly as if waiting for the leader to make a decision.

At this time, Nangong Canglin was indeed like a leader, and he walked firmly to the main altar and said to Wu Fang: "Master of the Witch Gate, I have no grudge against you in the Dark Night Gate, today, you brought so many people here, do you want to deceive me that there are few people in the Dark Night Gate?"

Wu Fangyin smiled and said: "Nangong Eldest Prince, what about your father? I am a senior, you are a junior, it's not good to talk like this? In this way, you call your father out, we haven't seen each other for a long time, although your father is weak and sickly, but on this occasion today, he can't come out, right? Oh, by the way, I heard that your brother Nangong Cangyan died, hey, it's a pity, do you know? I admire your brother very much, he is smart and talented. I'll teach him the kung fu of our Golden Sword Gate, and he will learn it as soon as he learns it!"

Nangong Canglin said respectfully: "My father is resting, the master of the witch gate, I respect you as a senior!" After speaking, the words changed: "But you are a senior, and you don't set a good example for our juniors, and you actually do these shameful things, I have no quarrel with the world in the dark night door, today, you lead people to hurt my people, what is your intention, I think you and I know it." Although you have a great Golden Dao Gate and a lot of prestige in the rivers and lakes, it's a pity that you are just notorious!"

"Haha, your father is ignorant, I can't imagine that the son born is also so ignorant, okay, I'll teach you a lesson today, let you know how the juniors should talk to the seniors!" Wu Fang's trademark laughter, Lang Lang remembered: "Kill me, the people of the Night Gate, don't kill me!"