The sword was hit quickly and fiercely, as fast as an arrow, and few people in the world could match it.

This sword is the essence of Ye Guhong's sword technique. It is powerful and vigorous, and even an iron man will be penetrated by a sword. Since Ye Guhong practiced this sword, he has never missed it.

But this time he missed!

The moment the sword pierced through the air, there was no sign in front of him. Ye Guhong felt a flash of green light, and Wang Dong had appeared several feet away.

Ye Guhong shook his backhand, his sword roared as a dragon, and he flew out and strangled him.

His sword technique is not only fast, but also poisonous. The intertwined sword light forms an impenetrable sword net, covering it layer by layer, and the dead branches and leaves that are rolled into pieces in the blink of an eye. But Wang Dong is like a ray of breeze, an illusory light, coming and going in the sword net, scattering freely.

Ye Guhong attacked ninety-eighty-one swords in a row, but he didn't even wipe the corner of his clothes.

Ye Guhong sneered: "I don't believe you can hide forever."

As soon as the sword light changed, it attacked another sword like a shocking lightning.

Wang Dong did not hide this time. The cold sword light pierced, and he moved his finger and pressed it out.

bite!!!

A crisp sound rang.

The cold sword light was actually broken by this ordinary finger. As soon as the finger entered, it had already collided with the sword. The sword that could pierce the iron stone, could not move a finger, like a poisonous snake that had been nailed to seven inches, unable to move.

Ye Guhong's face changed and his wrists shook violently.

Wang Dong moved his finger and gently flicked the sword body. Hum! With a trembling sound, a long sword that had been refined with fine steel suddenly shattered and shattered inch by inch.

Ye Guhong's body was also surging by a powerful force, and he staggered backwards, almost sitting on the ground.

He looked at the bare hilt of the sword, his face as dirt.

Wang Dong withdrew his finger and looked at him and said, "With your swordsmanship, I am afraid that even if you practice for another hundred years, you will not be my opponent!"

His voice was not sarcastic tone, but it was just a plain statement. But in Ye Guhong's ears, it was even more uncomfortable than killing him. His face was gloomy and calm, and he suddenly slapped his forehead with a backhand.

Wang Dong reached out and grabbed each other. Ye Guhong's palm was cut off and then he was grabbed in his chest again. He rolled and flew seven or eight feet away like a roller coaster.

Ye Guhong fell heavily to the ground and said in a hoarse voice: "You won't even let me die?"

"If you want to die, you can die farther away. Don't get in the way of my eyes here!" Wang Dong glanced at him and said calmly.

Ye Guhong gritted his teeth: "Okay! You wait for me for twenty years. In twenty years, I will come and fight you again."

"Twenty years are probably not enough!" Wang Dong said casually, ignoring him and looking at everyone.

Seeing this scene just now, most of the people still remained calm and looked very calm.

The 'Big Head Ghost King' Sikong Dou suddenly said: "This person cannot be kept, his origin is unknown. Staying there will be a disaster."

As soon as Old Woman Lou spoke, her teeth were leaking, and her voice was hoarse and ugly: "Since you can't keep it, are you going to let him go?"

"Of course, we can't let him go." Sikong Dou said coldly: "Everyone of us can't stand it. I don't know how many people in the world want our heads. Once a little bit of news is leaked, not only will the effort of twenty years be wasted, but there are probably not many of them here who can still live."

"So what should I do if I can't stay or let him go?"

“There is only one way!”

“What road?”

"Dead!" Sikong Dou sneered: "There are no living people in Ghost Villa, only dead people. Since he wants to enter the villa, he will of course become dead people, real dead people!"

‘Spirituals’ Du Tiexin sighed: “Who will take action?”

"I won't bother the second master in one matter. Mr. Du was the head of the chief hall of the Seventy-Two Villages. The methods of execution are unparalleled in the world. Even ghosts are afraid. Now we are about to see Mr. Du show off his skills."

Sikong Dou Dao.

"I haven't been sentenced for many years, but I'm afraid I'll be a little unfamiliar with the methods." Du Tiexin murmured.

Ye Ling suddenly stood up and shouted: "You can't kill him. Without my consent, who dares to take action?"

"I dare!" Du Tiexin sneered: "I haven't been tortured for more than ten years, and my hands are unbearable. I finally came one of them today. Whoever stands in front of me will die, and you will be the same."

Ye Ling straightened his chest and shouted: "I am an elder, I have the right to bring people in. Now he is mine. Whether it is life or death, I have the final say."

"I seem to be an elder, but what I say doesn't count, what you say doesn't count, what you say doesn't count, the old knife handle's words only count." The hook installed on the arm of Hai Qikuo flashed with a cold green light: "What are the rules for dealing with people who break in without signing a contract?"

"Only one word."

"What word?"

"kill!"

Ye Ling's face had changed. He bit his lip and could not say a word.

"Can you all allow me to say something?" Wang Dong said.

"You can say a hundred more words, we are not in a hurry, everyone here is very patient."

Du Tiexin smiled, but everyone in the world knew that when Du Tiexin smiled, he was the most resentful and terrifying time. Many iron-bone men who would not frown even if they were cut on their necks would rather break into the sea of ​​swords and fires and put into the oil pan than fall into Du Tiexin's hands.

Wang Dong only said a few words.

"Originally, I planned to find you to cooperate with you."

"But now, I suddenly feel that you are still dead!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tianluo umbrella suddenly jumped up and turned into a white light that was like a training piercing through the air.

The big-headed ghost king Sikong Dou practices claws, the left hand uses white bone claws, and the right hand uses black ghost claws. These two claw techniques are rare in the martial arts world. Once they are practiced, their hands will become highly poisonous objects. As long as they scratch the opponent's skin, they can kill the opponent's life. Thirty years ago, he used his claws to break the claw skills of the previous generation of Huainan Eagle Claw King with his claws, and thus made a rush.

The Tianluo Umbrella pierced, and his claws also waved up at the same time and grabbed the handle of the umbrella!

He has practiced this grab for thousands of times and has never failed. But this time he just grabbed his claws and found that the other party's thorn came far faster than he thought.

Bang!!!

The Tianluo Umbrella instantly pierced one of his flesh palms, and as soon as it penetrated through the air, the tip of the umbrella pierced into his throat.

Blood splattered, Sikong Dou fell down with his eyes wide open, and there was still an incredible look on his face.

Wang Dong flew, and suddenly shot like lightning. The Tianluo Umbrella turned into a wandering dragon. Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang! In the blink of an eye, three more people flew out in the backwards.

Du Tiexin, Old Lady Lou, Guan Tianwu, and others took action at the same time, and rushed out from all directions, covering the attack like a net of heaven and earth.

Hai Qikuo stretched out his arm, and the hook sniffed through the air, grabbing Wang Dong's neck.

The culprit's hands flew lightning like thousands of hands, with cold stars shattering and fire, and used the technique of raining flowers on the sky to shoot out hidden weapons, shooting like a storm.

Mr. Gusong took off his hairpin from his head and pierced it like a sword with a whoosh!

Yu Huan's owner spitted out his sleeves, and a pair of flying fish bones also lit up at some point.

Except for the four thin and old men in black who were still standing still, the rest of the people took action almost at the same time.

Everyone who took action has extremely skilled martial arts and has extremely rich experience in fighting. More than 20 people took action together, and no one could resist it in the world.

No one even can resist the three moves they joined forces!

However, Wang Dong blocked it.

Not only did he block it, he was able to fight back. The Tianluo Umbrella flew like a dragon, and the sword light turned and took another life. The hidden weapon that the courtesan danced all over the sky was also shattered by the light!

He stretched out his body and penetrated the sky, and even used another killer skill from Feiyan.

This move was originally taken away by Luo Fei's hand, but now Wang Dong used it. Luo Fei was beyond the reach of Wang Fei. His body movement passed by, and Old Lady Lou's eyebrows were cracked and he staggered.

Everyone's faces changed.

They have now discovered that Wang Dong's martial arts are much more intelligent than they imagined. More than 20 of them took action together, and no one in the world can be spared, but the other party's light skills have reached a state of superb level and can actually come and go freely among the masters.

At this moment, a sigh suddenly sounded: "Stop!"

"Old knife handle!"

Hai Qikuo and others were shocked. The name seemed to have a magical power, which made these vicious and evil people feel afraid, and they just broke out of the battle circle and stopped taking action.

Dozens of feet away, a man in gray-clothed dress suddenly stood under the grey woods filled with grey fog!

He could not hear any emotional color in his voice, and he didn't even look at Hai Qikuo and others. He looked at Wang Dong and said lightly: "Follow me!" As soon as he finished speaking, the gray shadow flashed far away.

Wang Xing flew away and chased after him.

Two shadows flashed away, one after another entering the grey foggy jungle, and then shot out from the jungle, galloping straight towards the northwest side.

Wang Dong's eyes locked in the shadows in the gray fog.

The Mu Taoist's light skills have actually reached a peak. His light skills are not as light as Lu Xiaofeng's light and agile as Shi He and the weirdness of an honest monk, just because he no longer needs the supplement of these things.

His light skills are full of grand momentum, and they are as fast as lightning!

Wang Dongzhan finished his body, but he could not even draw the distance closer.

Whether it is a steep slope, swamp, cliff, or river... it seems that there is a smooth road in front of both of them, flying by one by one, and then the terrain passes all the way, gradually heading towards a cliff.

There is a flat cliff hanging on the cliff halfway up the mountain. There is also a small house built up some upwards. This place is called Tongtian Pavilion by people in the villa, and the cliff is naturally called Tongtian Cliff!
Chapter completed!