As he spoke, he held Wan'er hostage and stepped back.

Na Cuxi was also stunned, and quietly slipped out of the tent, obviously afraid that the quilt would be cleaned up by Zilong.

Zilong didn't pay attention to Coussy's small movements, he just looked at the roast sheep giant with a funny face, and said, "Do you think your knife is fast, or my body is fast?"

"Boy, ...... you" The roast sheep giant man was furious, and couldn't help shaking his hand, seeing that the steel knife that cut the sheep was about to cut off Wan'er's delicate neck directly.

At this time, Zilong turned into a streamer, and in an instant, he had already come to the roast sheep giant, and in his shocked eyes, a punch came out, and a punch was punched at the roast sheep giant's chin, directly knocking the whole giant man who was like a small mountain out.

With a "stab" sound, the giant man directly tore the roof of the main tent, but fell into the night sky.

Zilong also took advantage of the situation to hold Wan'er's waist, caressed Wan'er's waist with one hand, and constantly injected Jiuyang True Qi into her body.

"Don't be afraid! Jiuyang True Qi has the miraculous effect of curing poison, you just stay quiet!" Zilong said while inputting Jiuyang True Qi for Wan'er.

Seeing Wan'er nodding imperceptibly, Zilong retracted his gaze and looked at Wei Bin, who was slowly getting up from the mess not far away, and Ku Xi, who was cowering and slipping out.

"Gong Wei, Kuxi, how do you look at me like this, do you have flowers on my face?" At this time, both of them stopped what they were doing and looked at Zilong with a shocked expression, which is why Zilong spoke so provocatively.

"Ahem...... Wei Bin coughed, and actually spit out a mouthful of blood, and then slowly came back to his senses and said, "Xu Zilong, why are your martial arts so terrifying......? It's about the same as Liu Gong!"

"Do I have an obligation to answer for you?" Zilong smiled lightly and said, "Ever since I entered the Mi Nabu, I have found that this place is full of weirdness! I thought it was just Kuxi who raised sand thieves by himself, for fear that I would see through it! It turns out that you actually colluded with Ashige and Liu Jin to plot against me, it's really funny!"

"What's so funny?" Kuxi didn't dare to slip away at this time, just now, Zilong turned his back, and as soon as he and others saw a flower, he rescued Wan'er in one fell swoop, and also beat the roast sheep giant who was not weak in martial arts into the sky, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Therefore, Coussi also saw that the new king of the Hetao was not far behind the great king who had ruled the Hetao for twenty years.

"Okay! stop talking nonsense! Is it just you guys?" Zilong didn't answer Kuxi's words, and said in a contemptuous tone, "Although Liu Jin shouldn't know about the changes in my martial arts, with his treacherous and cunning nature, he shouldn't just send you a few bastards!"

"You ......" Wei Bin's face was flushed again, and he was almost bleeding from Zilong's words.

"Haha! Zilong Xiaoyou, don't come unharmed!" At the same time, several more figures flashed in from the outside, the first one, a group of fairy wind bones, black Taoist robes, three locks of long beard hanging down on his chest, with a smile on his face, but wasn't it Zhang Shouchang of the Laoshan faction?

Next to him was the shameless monk with a fat head and big ears, fat and strong.

After a few people, Zilong didn't know each other, but if he could come with the two of them, he thought that he should be a master recruited by Liu Jin.

"Zhang Shouchang!" Zilong said the name word by word, full of anger.

If it were someone else, maybe he wouldn't have looked at it yet, but Zhang Shouchang not only had a high status and was not weak in martial arts, but more importantly, Gu Xiaotian almost died at his hands at the beginning.

Gu Xiaotian is in Zilong, he is really the existence of a master and a father, if anyone really touches him, I am afraid that Zilong will not die. Because of this, this Zhang Shouchang is one of the objects of resentment in Zilong's heart.

"It's the poor road!" Zhang Shouchang choked, pulled out his sword, swayed his wrist slightly, and stepped forward a few steps. The shameless monk beside him was also holding a bowl-thick Zen staff, slowly moving his muscles and bones with a cruel smile on his face.

Many of the masters of the Left Dao Sect who followed behind them also took out their own weapons and slowly formed a fan shape to besiege them.

"Actually, I'm a little curious!" Zilong could also see that the more than ten people who came this time were all masters, and he was quite surprised in his heart, while treating Wan'er's poison, he asked, "How can you know that I will come here?"

"The Hetao tribe has been attacked by sand thieves, can you, the king of the Hetao, not come forward?" Zhang Shouchang looked at Zilong coldly, and said with a smile, "This is just a way to repay the other!"

"But there are two places where there are sand thieves, how can you be sure that I will definitely come, and I came here again?" Zilong protected Wan'er behind him, and also put on a starting gesture, and said vigilantly.

"Zilong, you are a smart person, you should naturally know, the old way will not say much!" Zhang Shouchang did not answer, just smiled playfully, and then burst into a shout, "Shang, kill him......"

As soon as the words fell, these masters of the leftist cult rushed up, each using their own means, and attacked. There are even two or three masters, regardless of shame, and directly shot out the hidden weapon.

Zilong's eyesight was amazing, and he saw at a glance that the dozens of hidden weapons were all green, obviously fed with poison by these people. Although he is no longer afraid of poison, Zilong doesn't want to be shot by a hidden weapon after all.

At that moment, he gently grabbed Wan'er's waist and stepped back, and the two of them hugged each other and retreated behind those cases.

Then Zilong's legs suddenly stretched out, hooked and kicked, and these cases were like cannonballs, hitting the masters of the left evil sect who were besieging, and by the way, the hidden weapons in the sky were also swept away.

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang" and other body sounds are endless, although Zilong is simple this time, but only because of his profound skills and fast speed, an ordinary case, but he knocked down three or four masters of the leftist cult.

In addition, he was filled with true qi on several cases, and the strongest Jiuyang true qi and the peaceful Yijin Jing true qi blended together, turning into a torrent, and the master of the left path evil sect who was hit broke his bones and tendons, making this main tent wail.

Zhang Shouchang and the shameless monk saw it, and couldn't help but glance at each other.

Before they came in, they already knew that Wei Bin had lost in one move, and they knew Zilong's approximate strength.

Now that they have seen it with their own eyes, they are more able to see the problem.

In the past, Zilong, although his martial arts were okay, but he was only with the two of them, and if he was one-on-one, maybe Zilong could still find a chance to beat the two, but if he was one against two, he would definitely lose.

But in the current situation, he can smash such an effect with just a few cases, but he can't do it for two people.

Even from beginning to end, the two of them actually almost couldn't catch Zilong's figure, but what a terrible fact.

"Can't give him a chance!" Zhang Shouchang already understood that if he wanted to complete this mission, he had to work hard, otherwise he was only afraid of hating it, so at the moment the sword moved lightly, and his body followed the sword, and the sword turned into a star and stabbed it.

At this moment, because it was a siege, he couldn't show his mastery, so he could only use a set of more ingenious spirit snake swordsmanship to besiege Zilong.

This spirit snake sword technique is also passed down from the Quanzhen sword technique, which is originally majestic, and it is a sword technique that defeats the enemy with Dao.

But later, the mental method of the Quanzhen Sect was lost, and although this sword technique was handed down, without the cooperation of the mental method, it would eventually fall into the inferior class.

Zhang Shouchang is a generation of ghost talents, but he found another way to slowly complete this swordsmanship with an evil method.

After succeeding, it changed from an upright sword technique to a yin spirit snake sword technique.

I saw that his sword really turned into a spirit snake, although the speed was not as fast as Zilong, but it could be uncertain, and he could always swim around Zilong, and several key points and Wan'er behind him were all shrouded in it.

On the other side, the shameless monk also picked up the Zen staff and used this Zen staff, which weighed no less than eighty pounds, to use a marksmanship. This Zen staff should be more powerful than it can be used to use marksmanship, but it is not dexterous.

But under the innate divine power of the shameless monk, this Zen staff was the swishing sound of his brush, constantly piercing Zilong's shoulders, waist, abdomen, knees and other key points.

At this time, Zilong was still entangled by five or six masters of the Left Dao Evil Sect, and there was Wan'er behind him who needed to be protected, and he was besieged by these two masters of the first-class peak of the rivers and lakes, but he was no longer as agile as before.

Although he punched and kicked, between a sword and a finger, his true qi flowed and he was full of energy, which made these besieging people, including Zhang Shouchang and the shameless monk, all of them tied their hands and did not dare to fight hard.

But after all, these two people are not mediocre hands, and there is another Wan'er who has been poisoned and needs support behind her back. Therefore, although Zilong is still majestic, he can't get out of the siege of these people for a while.

At that moment, he also found that if he wanted to win quickly, in addition to throwing away Wan'er and exerting his strength, he could only grind hard and slowly fight with these people.

Wan'er naturally couldn't give up, so he could only calm down and slowly fight with them. At this moment, he had already learned the Wuji Sword Technique, but he always felt that he had not yet understood this Sword Technique.

simply took advantage of this opportunity, but he took the protection of Wan'er as a prerequisite, mobilized the abundant true qi in his body, and constantly used the Wuji Sword Technique from beginning to end.

Every time he uses this move, he will find that he has comprehended some of this move, and the next time he uses it, whether it is the strength or angle, or the change, he will consciously take a step further.

Under such repetition, Mo fought viciously for about half an hour, and there were no less than a thousand moves, and the masters of the left-handed evil sect brought by Zhang Shouchang and the shameless monk had already been defeated one after another.

Even Zhang Shouchang was also broken up in a bun, and his hair was scattered, like a demon. The shameless monk's Zen staff also added a few gaps, and the yellow monk's robe on his body was also torn in many places.