Wang Dong smiled faintly and said!" "I met by chance, and I don't ask the origin, where are the fates that come from or not, so there is no need to register."

A hint of anger flashed in Yang Feng's eyes. The other party's ignorant attitude made him angry. He suppressed his anger and looked at Xiao Qing'er. He smiled and said, "The girl seems to be injured. Just as Yang has the best medicine on his hand. Yang Huan, take some of the medicine secretly passed on by our Yang family."

"Yes, young master!" Yang Huan was the boy. He responded, untied the bag tied to his shoulders, and took out a box of ointment.

Yang Feng took the ointment and walked towards Xiao Qing'er, and said with a smile: "This medicine is called Qingfeng Yulu Ointment. It is refined from the above hundreds of high-quality medicinal materials. It has miraculous effects on external and internal injuries. It can be regarded as a treasure among the trauma medicine. In the world, there is only the secret system of my Yang family. The county magistrate of Moyang County asked my father for this medicine. Because it was difficult to make and it was difficult to obtain, it was rejected by my father.

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As he said that, he handed it to Xiao Qing'er.

Xiao Qing'er did not reach out to pick it up and said lightly: "Since it is so rare, you should keep it for yourself."

Yang Feng laughed and said loudly: "Although this medicine is precious, it is only an outsider. If the girl is not as painful as the girl, I have already seen the girl suffer from injury. If she does not provide help, how can she bear it!"

Xiao Qing'er said: "It's so painful to see me with your eyes?"

"Ha......" Hearing this, Wang Dong couldn't help laughing, chuckled and shook his head.

Xiao Qing'er glanced at Wang Dong and closed her eyes with a hint of anger.

Yang Feng's face froze and his hands were frozen in the air. He was neither in nor shrinking. His expression changed very wonderfully. After a while, he smirked: "It seems that Yang was too presumptuous, sorry."

Yang Feng smiled bitterly, shook his head and walked towards the other side of the dilapidated temple. The boys had already packed it up! A clean and clean venue was also covered with white cloth on the ground for Yang Feng to rest.

Yang Feng sat down and looked gloomy in a corner that others could not see.

Wang Dong was not unaware of Yang Feng's obscure hostility, but since the other party had not come to cause trouble, he was too lazy to sit cross-legged and placed the blood knife flat on his knees. Wang Dong stroked his hands on the blood knife, one left and one right.

In my heart, I practiced the killing sword technique continuously.

This sword technique, which was derived from the Evil-Breaking Sword Score, inherits the advantages of the Evil-Breaking Sword Score. It improves one point every time you practice it. The speed of progress is shocking. What should have made Wang Dong happy was only the wisps of the dry and hot breath in the meridian acupoints also moved with the sword technique practice at the same time, which made Wang Dong secretly alert.

Singing...!

During the drill, the energy was unconsciously sprayed out of the palm of the hand and hit the knife, causing tremors.

The knife body trembled, and a wisp of knife energy spread out, forcing the weeds and dust on the ground to move layers outside.

"This person's martial arts skills are not weak." Yang Feng looked at Wang Dong in surprise, his face darkened, and suddenly he slapped his palms "papapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapa

Upset by this, Wang Dong frowned and woke up from his own thoughts.

"Haha, sorry, I'm sorry to see my brother's luck just now, and the knife's body trembled and couldn't help but scream. However, Yang did not expect that he would meet a master like me in this wilderness. He was so lucky. Yang was obsessed with martial arts and was itchy. He wanted to compete with his brother's platform. I wonder if he had such honor?" Yang Feng laughed casually and immediately launched a challenge.

"Okay...huh!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a warning suddenly arose. Wang Dong flashed and rushed out of the ruined temple. He could only hear a shrill roar. Wang Dong saw a shocking scene...

There was a black-robed Taoist standing next to the pillar of the horse outside the temple. He stumbled it casually and one hand penetrated into the belly of the war horse like steel bars and iron bones. The horse's belly was cut open like tofu under the palm of this hand. With a neighing sound, the war horse fell to death, the black-robed Taoist grabbed the horse's heart and chewed it in his mouth, with a creepy grin on his face.

"The Daoist!"

Yang Feng was a little slower than Wang Dong. When he saw the scene of the black-robed Taoist swallowing his horse's heart, he immediately exclaimed with a serious expression.

"The younger brother has a good vision and actually recognizes Master Dao, hey!" Hei Xin Taoist swallowed Ma Xin in a few mouthfuls, licked his bloody lips, and said hey.

The man who was sitting in the second seat of Qingshan Kou? Wang Dong frowned slightly and said, "You are the only one?"

"To deal with you juniors, Dao Master alone is enough!"

"Slow down." Yang Feng shouted and bowed: "Senior, I'm afraid I've misunderstood. This brother and I are not the same person."

"Oh? Who are you?" The black-hearted Taoist rolled his eyes and asked casually.

"My younger generation Yang Feng, from Moyang!"

The black-hearted Taoist raised his eyebrows and said, "Moyang Iron Spear Yang Family?!"

"That's right!" Yang Feng smiled complacently and said, "I'm just passing by here and resting in this dilapidated temple. I'm not aware of this brother. As for what kind of holidays he has with his seniors, it has nothing to do with me."

The black-hearted Taoist laughed and said, "Since it doesn't matter, don't get out of here."

"I'll leave now." Yang Feng bowed to Wang Dong again and said with a smile: "Sorry, brother, I have no reason to interfere with you when you celebrate the holiday with the black-hearted senior. I hope there will be a date in the future."

"I'll be afraid that it will be in no time later." Heixin Taoist said lightly.

"not necessarily!"

With a chorus, the blood knife was unsheathed. Next to the sheath, the dark red blood light dissipated. Wang Dong held the knife in his hand and pointed to the ground diagonally, and said slowly in his mouth, but his eyes did not look at Yang Feng at all.

The black-hearted Taoist answered this with a sneer, and a trace of disdain flashed across his face, and stood with his hands behind his back, drops of blood dripping from his nails, and he was not in a hurry to take action.

Yang Feng left with his own boy like a flying boy.

Xiao Qing'er slowly walked out, walked to Wang Dong, glanced at the Heixin Taoist, frowned slightly, and said lightly: "I didn't expect that the second leader of Qingshan Kou would take action personally because of us, a pity!"

"What a pity?" said Heixin Taoist.

"It's a pity that you're going to bury your bones here today." Wang Dong continued: "Miss Qing'er, I'm right."

"It's so wonderful, this is exactly what I want to say." Xiao Qing'er nodded. Her body was driven away without a poisonous prescription, and her face was still pale, but the smile was as if a flower was blooming, with a thrilling charm.

"Oh, it seems that I have a little bit of a relationship with Miss Qing'er."

The black-hearted Taoist looked cold, but there was no look of anger on his face. Instead, he laughed: "What a pair of wild mandarin ducks with sharp teeth. I'm sad. You don't know that the more angry I am now, the more miserable I will die later."

"The dispute between verbal is indeed meaningless. Daoist, your cultivation is indeed above me, but if you really fight, you will definitely die!"

Xiao Qing'er's wrist turned, a Qiang light flashed, and the sword was in her hand.

choke!

The long sword slowly pulled out of the sword sheath.

Fang pulled out about an inch and pressed her hand against her sword-drawing hand.

Xiao Qing'er looked at Wang Dong in confusion.

Wang Dong sent out a slight energy, returned to the sheath of the sword, and said, "You can watch first, I can deal with this person alone." His voice was dull, but he had an unquestionable momentum...

Xiao Qing'er calmed down Wang Dong, glanced at him for a few moments, and nodded.

", Bu Xin!"

"It's okay." Wang Dong smiled and pointed the blood knife at the black-hearted Taoist.

"Okay, okay, okay!" The black-hearted Taoist said three words "good" in a row, and said angrily: "It seems that I haven't taken action for a long time, which has made many people forget my reputation. Now even a Huangkouru dares to provoke Dao. It's wonderful, wonderful!"

He laughed wildly, waved his sleeves, and suddenly walked towards Wang Xing with great strides.

Bang bang bang bang!

The black-hearted Taoist did not take big steps, but every step was measured like a ruler, not a minute or a minute. His feet were on the ground, and the ground was trembling slightly, as if an elephant was not hitting him.

Wang Dong moved one hand, his hand slowly raised, and pointed the blood knife at the center of the sky. When the two sides were only ten meters apart, he suddenly moved.

It moves like wind and thunder.

boom!

He stepped on the ground hard, and with a bang, a deep footprint fell into the ground. At the same time, Wang Dong's whole body was sprayed like a rocket. Facing a master like a black-hearted Taoist, he actually took the lead in launching the attack.

A distance of more than ten meters was approaching in an instant, whisper! Wang Dong jumped and suddenly jumped into the air two feet high. With a loud shout, it was like a burst of thunder cracking in the air. At the same time, the sword light was thundering, and wisps of blood-like sword light bloomed, turning into a rapidly rotating blood light, wrapping Wang Dong directly in.

The next moment.

Chih!

The energy was pulled so hard that it made a cracking sound. Wang Xing slashed his body, drew an arc in the air, and slashed it with one knife.

The sword light refers to the head of the black-hearted Taoist.

Such a fierce attack, even with the ruthlessness of the black-hearted Taoist, his eyes couldn't help but jump. He fought countless times in his life, but it was rare to launch the most fierce life-threatening attack from the beginning.

The other party's energy and spirit had condensed into a stream of energy in one sword, turning into a stream of energy, moving forward, and having no life!

If he was an ordinary opponent, he would probably be forced to fall into a disadvantage if his martial arts skills were one or two higher than the opponent. However, the Daoist Heixin is not an ordinary warrior. He called himself "Blackheart" and sat on the second place of Qingshan Kou. Naturally, there was a sense of violence and courage in his nature. Facing this fierce attack, he roared, neither dodged nor avoided, and grabbed it with one claw.

when!

The sound of metal and iron attacks suddenly burst into pieces, and a spark spread out in the air.

There was a ring with golden light and color in the hand of the black-hearted Taoist at some point. It was this ring that resisted Wang Dong's slash in the air.

Both sides were urging and urging every day, one step up and one knife, and all of them were urging with all their strength. The energy scattered, and the black-hearted Taoist's feet sank, and their feet were directly trapped in the soil.

Wang Dong was shocked and flew out.
Chapter completed!