While studying the "Nine Swords of Dugu", Wang Dong rushed to Hangzhou. His destination was the place where Ren Woxing imprisoned - Xihu Meizhuang.

"well!"

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh. Due to the forced fusion of the Evil-Breaking Sword Score, although the combat power has increased greatly in a short period of time, the cultivation level of the eighth level of the Heaven Realm can be compared with that of the nineth level and the tenth level master, but it is too depressing to be "being possessed" at any time.

Wang Dong didn't want a devastating active volcano in his body. After thinking about it, there was only one way, which was to endure the pain and dissipate the internal energy of this body.

"The Northern Ming Divine Art is not available for the time being, so the Star-Absorbing ** is the first to make do with it... Although this Star-Absorbing ** has a huge flaw, it is nothing compared to being possessed by the devil."

In an urgent matter, he must disperse his skills in order to solve the active volcano in his body, but Wang Dong was unwilling to destroy his efforts for several years. He instantly returned to his original form from a master who compared to the ninth level of the acquired realm and tenth level! In this way, the Star-Sucking** had to get it.

He rushed all the way and had already entered Henan without realizing it.

At noon, the sun was so vicious that Wang Dong was drinking and eating in a small tavern next to the post road, suddenly the sound of his hooves thundered. A group of seven and eight knights wearing weapons rushed over from the post road in the southeast.

Several people tied the horse's reins outside the tavern, but instead of striking the tips for dinner, they asked the people in the tavern whether the old man with a tall and thin figure and a scimitar with a scimitar on his waist passed by. After finding out the situation, several people immediately whipped the horse and rushed there.

Wang Dong poured himself a drink, drank wine and ate side dishes, so leisurely! In the next half hour, more than a dozen or twenty groups of people passed by one after another, all of whom were asking the tall and thin old man in white robe, and then rushed there in a breeze.

After eating and drinking, Wang Dong threw a large silver ingot to the owner of the tavern. The owner looked ecstatic and thanked him very much.

Wang Dong laughed. For him, money was almost like soil, but the silver ingot he threw out could make the tavern owner happy for several months. It was not that he could not reward more, but if he was too much, it would not do good deeds, but it would harm others.

Not bad -!

Wang Dong made another pot of wine. He stepped out of the tavern in a happy mood. At this moment, more than 20 people rushed towards the southeast. When he arrived at the tavern, a vicious man led the horse reins and asked, "Hey, my uncle, have you ever seen a tall and thin white robe with a scimitar hanging on his waist--!"

Before the word "old man" was spit out, the fierce and vicious man suddenly flew out and rolled into the thorny forest on the other side of the post road. He was so thrust that he screamed.

He was kicked away!

Wang Dong turned around and landed on the horse's back, and slapped the horse with a laugh.

The people of the world were furious. Three or four people went to the thorny forest to save the vicious man, and the rest roared and chased Wang Dong.

Although there were more than ten people who were pursuing, each of them was fierce and fierce, but they were not taken into consideration by Wang Dong. If he really wanted to deal with it, he would just do something in a blink of an eye. He ignored the matter and let the group of people chase after him. He laughed and urged the horse to move quickly.

After running for more than ten miles, he entered a pine forest, and a good show appeared in front of Wang Dong.

There were many people standing in the pine forest, at least six or seven hundred, each with sharp blade weapons, and there were people from both black and white martial arts. There were surrounded by a stone pavilion in the middle, and there was only one person in the pavilion. The tall and thin old man in white robe.

"Tsk! Five Mountains Sword Sect, Sun and Moon God Sect fights Xiang Wentian!"

Wang Dong knew that this was the scene in the plot at first glance. Looking up, Xiang Wentian really had the style of a "Hero of Heaven". He was surrounded by six or seven hundred people, holding a wine glass in one hand and holding a white beard in the other, and he actually looked at the people surrounding him without even looking at him...

"Don't let your boy run away!"

The sound of hooves behind him was like thunder, and the group of more than a dozen people chased after him at this moment.

Wang Dong thought for a while, ignored the group of pursuers, jumped into the field, flashed, and entered the pavilion.

Everyone was surprised by the physical illness.

Wang Dong sat down directly on the stone bench, took down the wine pot on his waist, and after a few sips of wine, he said, "I, the king of heaven, Xiang Wentian, is really brave, but I wonder if I can survive today?"

Xiang Wentian turned his head, and two cold-voltage eyes swept at Wang Dong, and snorted: "Boy, are you here to kill me too?"

"I'm wrong, I'm just here to join in the fun!" Wang Dong raised the wine pot, signaled to Wentian, and took another sip of wine.

Xiang Wentian let out a loud voice, drank the wine in his glass, but there was a sneer on his face.

"You guy, get out quickly. We must fight with Old Man Xiang, don't get in the way here!"

"The Sun and Moon God Cult is in charge of the order of the Eastern Sect Master to capture the traitor Xiang Wentian, and the idle people will get out of here quickly, otherwise there will be no regrets."

"Look at this guy, he is from Xiang Wentian, who are all first-class evil demons and demons. Our Five Mountains Sword Sect is in the same spirit and kills evil evil. You can't be merciful."

...

Outside the stone pavilion, there was a noisy sound, and the evil spirit was so strong that a fierce battle was coming. Xiang Wentian looked at Wang Dong in surprise and said, "Boy, if you don't leave, it's too late to leave later."

"This place is so lively, I won't go anywhere." Wang Dong continued to drink.

"Hahahahahahaha!" Xiang Wentian suddenly burst into laughter, his voice as thunderous, which made people's eardrums hurt, "If you don't leave, Xiang someone is going to do something!"

The word "la" fell, and Xiang Wentian turned into a white shadow and rushed out toward the hero. In an instant, the sword light shone brightly, and more than ten weapons were chopping at him!

With a bang, Xiang Wentian rolled on the ground and crashed into the arms of a Taoist sect in the Taishan Sect in the Five Mountains Sword Sect. The latter's chest collapsed immediately. When he vomited blood, Xiang Wentian had already taken his sword in his hand. With a sneer, the long sword shot out and nailed a master who was sneaking on the left to death!

"Haha, please feel good, please feel good!"

Xiang Wentian laughed and shouted happily, snatching left and right, his body movements flashed, his fists danced wildly, and in the blink of an eye, he punched dozens of warriors, both black and white, and for a moment he was majestic and arrogant.

"Smack!"

Wang Dong slapped his palms in the stone pavilion and said with a smile: "It's really good to use the left. It seems that this fun is worth it. Unfortunately, there is no good wine, otherwise it will be a big deal."

"It doesn't matter if there is no good wine, as long as it's wine!" Xiang Wentian laughed and laughed during the siege of the heroes.

"Okay!" Wang pushed the pot, and the wine pot shot out like a meteor.

"Brothers are also very handsome." Xiang Wentian's eyes lit up, and he laughed loudly, snatched a knife with one hand, and danced like crazy, dangdang! Blocked the weapons that were chopped down from all directions, grabbed the wine pot that was shot with the other hand, and poured them into a big mouthful of mouth.

"Kill the little boy first!"

Whether it was the Five Mountains Sword Sect or the Sun and Moon God Sect, the two masters of the Black and White were all furious. Suddenly, more than ten people shot into the pavilion, and various weapons of the strange gate were greeted in an instant.

Wang Dong tapped his claws and snatched it. He grabbed the chest first and grabbed him. With the energy urged him, five blood holes appeared in his chest and he fell to death.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Dong flew up, danced with his hands, leaned his fingers to scoop his claws, and his five fingers were like hooks, and a sharp breath burst out.

Chichichichichichi!!!

It seemed like the sound of sharp swords stabbing one after another. The dozen or so masters who were good and evil who rushed into the pavilion were caught in an instant, and then five blood holes appeared on their bodies and their bodies staggered to the ground.

"Nine Yin White Bone Claws?!"
Chapter completed!