The Barbarian Ghost Sect and the Hundred Poison Sect, only the ghost king in the Barbarian Ghost Gate has seen Tang Feng, and he is the only one who knows Tang Feng. Watermark Ad Test: Watermark Ad Test

He said the name of the young man in one word, the Iron-faced Yama, the master of the Barbarian Ghost Sect, the poisonous scorpion, the leader of the Hundred Poison Sect, and even everyone on the second floor of the Haochalai Teahouse were shocked.

Swords face each other, confrontation and fighting, it is inevitable.

"Golden Death Order, Kill No Forgiveness!" Tang Feng's face changed, and with a "bang", the purple and cyan sword qi shrouded him, and he saw the Dao arc cutting through the air, and everyone's eyes just lit up, and the blood was blurred.

"Bang Bang ......"

The moment the sword was unsheathed, Tang Feng tiptoed behind him and the disciples of the Barbarian Ghost Sect and the Hundred Poison Sect all sealed their throats with a sword and fell to the ground.

On the floor, in the throat, there was red-smelling blood.

The iron-faced Yama and the poisonous scorpion were shocked, and they had already floated up, retreating dozens of steps away, each fluttering a few times, taking out their weapons, and waiting for the battle.

Tang Feng didn't say a word, sneered, and went straight forward, the purple and cyan sword was like a rainbow, and under the arc, more than ten people fell down with a "bang".

"Come on, give it to me!" The iron-faced Yama was frightened this time, although he had already heard of Tang Feng's name, he had never expected that Tang Feng was far more demonic than a demon.

Those disciples of the Barbarian Ghost Sect and the Hundred Poison Sect trembled forward, but they didn't wait for them to get closer, Tang Feng's sword was like a poisonous snake, swept by, and a cold light cut their throats, and when the blood was blurred, it was too late for them to retreat.

Seeing that most of the disciples of the Barbarian Ghost Sect and the Hundred Poison Sect were killed by Tang Feng in the blink of an eye, the iron-faced Yan Luo waved the ghost head sword. Dancing whirringly, he glanced at the poisonous scorpion, and the two jumped up at the same time. The poisonous scorpion raised his hand and threw out a handful of poisonous smoke.

Tang Feng had already taken precautions, and his sword qi shook out, shaking out the poisonous smoke and scattering it on the disciples of the Barbarian Ghost Sect and the Hundred Poison Sect.

"Haha......" After those disciples were poisoned with smoke, there was a burst of wild laughter, and then they burst to death, and their flesh and blood were blurred. Extremely tragic.

"It's so poisonous!" Tang Feng took a breath of cool air, and his swordsmanship even performed a wonderful trick, which made it impossible for these demon disciples to get close at all. As soon as the wrist sank and the blade of the sword raised, it fell down.

There is no superfluous movement, and the throat is sealed with a sword.

There are many ways to kill. But "fast" is the most straightforward and practical move.

This is Tang Feng's last six months. The conclusion drawn from the constant killing.

Seal your throat with a sword, save worry and effort, and quickly end the enemy's life.

Because whether it is fast or slow, the enemy has to die. Giving him a happy death may also be a kind of accumulation of virtue.

Only the Iron Mask Yama, the master of the Barbarian Ghost Sect, and the Ghost King, the Hundred Poison Sect Leader, were left.

The three of them surrounded Tang Feng from three sides, and the good tea came to the second floor, filled with a strong smell of blood, although it was a sword face. However, under Tang Feng's murderous methods.

Good tea comes to the tea house and operates it peacefully. From time to time, there was a sound of "bang bang ......", and they believed that it was because these people in the rivers and lakes liked to use knives and guns.

Therefore, they chartered a good tea to the second floor of the teahouse, and there was still an endless stream of people entering and exiting the teahouse, and no one would have thought that the second floor was already full of corpses.

............

Juke Building.

Yi Zong's entourage of seven disciples, the four pavilion fairies of the Immortal Sect and the four of the Southern Dynasty of the "Heaven and Earth Pass", everyone was dining.

The four of the Southern Dynasties seemed to have been hungry for 10,000 years, eating and drinking with jujubes, grabbing a chicken leg, pouring a full bowl of wine, and eating and drinking with a big grin, which can be described as "eating meat and drinking wine in a big bowl".

His mouth was full of food and wine, and he kept shouting, "It's delicious, it's delicious, you guys eat it, drink it!"

Ye Xinyang glared at him, and said angrily: "It's really a hungry ghost reincarnated, as for being so hungry?"

Nan Chaosi ignored Ye Xinyang, smiled at her, and continued to eat hard.

The people of Yi Zongmen looked at Nan Chaosi while eating, this person was indeed acting strangely and unusually, compared to ordinary people in the rivers and lakes, but he was a little more innocent.

Gu Jianhan drank tea blindly and drank cup after cup of tea.

The drunken gentleman kept drinking, drinking one bite at a time, occasionally grabbing a few peanuts, putting them in his mouth and chewing them slowly, and then pouring a few more sips of wine.

"Smack"

On the ground, Nan Chaosi put down the chicken leg and wine bowl in his hand, his face was solemn, and he shouted: "Oops!"

Everyone was stunned by his sudden surprise, and they all looked at him suspiciously.

"Oh, it's a hundred secrets, it's terrible, how did I ignore one point, he is Tang Feng, an absolute master of wisdom and bravery!" Nan Chaosi complained to himself, making everyone looking at him surprised.

Ye Xinyang's temper was the most impatient, and he hurriedly drank: "Crazy, what are you crazy about?"

"No, I miscalculated, the Barbarian Ghost Sect, the Hundred Poison Sect...... Oh, they're finished, and they deserve to be finished!" Nan Chao looked depressed and didn't know what to say.

Everyone didn't understand what he was talking about, and they all looked at him in amazement.

"Crazy, don't be surprised, what kind of epilepsy will affect everyone's appetite. Ye Xinyang scolded again.

Feng Piaoxiang raised her hand to stop Ye Xinyang, "Hey, fourth sister, Hugh is rude." Nan Shaoxia, don't worry, what happened?"

Nan Chaosi swallowed his saliva and pointed to the outside of the Juke Building, "Good tea comes to the teahouse, good tea comes to the teahouse, go ......"

With that, he stood up and wanted to go out.

"Let's go?" Feng Piaoxiang muttered to herself.

Drunken Jun Huo Ran stood up and stopped Nan Chaosi, "Let's make it clear first, it's confusing, what are we going to do?"

Nan Chao Siyi flicked his sleeves and said anxiously: "Oh, it's over, we have to rush over immediately, maybe we can see him again, otherwise, talk while walking!"

His eager figure flashed and stepped out of the door of the Gathering Building.

Gu Jianhan immediately stood up and grabbed the sword on the table, "'Golden Killing Order', it must be 'Golden Killing Order'!"

When everyone heard Gu Jianhan's words, their faces changed, and they all went out.

The figure of Nan Chaosi ran towards the teahouse of Haochalai, and he was in a hurry.

Although they did not fully understand, they all followed.

Gu Jianhan heard from Nan Chaosi's words that Nan Chaosi must have realized that Hao Cha Lai Teahouse had a "Golden Death Order", so he was so anxious to go to Hao Cha Lai Teahouse.

So, he followed as quickly as he could.

The others were so anxious when they saw that Gu Jianhan, who had always acted cautiously and calmly, and they all didn't hesitate to follow quickly.

Nan Chaosi basically ran over, looking at the signboard of the teahouse from a distance, he sighed: "It seems that I am still a step late." ”

Gu Jianhan was already standing beside Nan Chaosi, "Mr. Nan, is it that the 'Golden Killing Order' has appeared?"

Nan Chaosi nodded, and then frowned again, "It's a pity that we're a step too late." ”