Long Shier was anxious and used his light skills to rush towards the small bamboo building where Yang Zhao lived. In a moment, he had reached the ground. But he saw that the bamboo building was surrounded by raging fire, and the three "Kill-Bor-Wolf" were corpses of "Kill-Bor-Wolf" not far downstairs. Among them, Qi Shaxing's right arm finger was stained with blood, and an arrow was drawn on the ground. At first glance, Long Shier knew that although Qi Shaxing was seriously injured, he could barely breathe before his death and keep his heartbeat a few more times. It was by relying on the few heartbeats that had been earned from the King of Hell that Qi Shaxing would not die. He saw Yang Zhao and the people who came to rescue him fled to the point where they fled, and marked them with blood.

There was no time to mourn at this moment. At that moment, Long Twelve saw the direction indicated by the arrow and ran forward. He used all his strength, as fast as the wind and lightning. In just half a cup of tea, the leader of the hunting clan had already arrived at the edge of the valley. He jumped over a huge rock blocking the roadside, and suddenly saw three figures running at the foot of the mountain under the night sky, one man and two woman were running straight, and the two women did not recognize it, but looking at the man's back, who else could it be if it weren't for "Young Master Yang"?

Long Shier's eyes were bright and bright. Then he let out a long roar, jumping down like a goshawk rushing to the rabbit, covering the clouds and picking stars on the right, and both of them were used to grab the little prince's vest, and shouted: "Young Master Yang, where are you going?!" He grabbed the wind and snuggled like a knife! Everyone turned around in shock in the lightning. The silver woman who was leaning side by side with the little prince bit her lips and pushed Yang Zhao towards the eldest woman beside her, shouting: "Sister Wen takes the prince first!" He picked up the double rings of mother-child hanging on his waist, and the fierce and fierce demon's true energy was full of double rings "knee ~" and flew away. The leader of the hunting clan sneered and gathered his five fingers to meet him, and he was ready to grab it. Unexpectedly, the double rings suddenly turned in the middle and cut from the left and right.

This strange move is absolutely surprising. But if Long Twelve Blog is afraid of anything when he sees a move, he will definitely be entangled by the silver woman and will not be able to split it. Seeing that the "Senior Sister Wen" has taken over and taken over with "Young Master Yang" and escaped with all his strength. He only needs a little delay, and he will leave endless regrets, and he will be beyond regret at that time.

Just as the white horse passed by, the Lord of the Hunter took a deep breath, the starlight flashed in his eyes, and the skin on his body became translucent like a glass jade. "The stars turn inside, and the sun and the moon are in power." Ziwei Baoji suddenly rushed to the peak realm, and forced Danmei's power to split the gold and cut off the jade, and withstood the invincible double rings. He bowed his waist, and in an instant, the powerful energy accumulated to the point of not being able to spit out in an instant, bursting through his body, and spreading his body, as if there was any substance, and immediately shook the two rings of the mother and child. He stepped on the ground even harder and violently, and his whole body shot out like an arrow from the string. His left arm stretched out like a giant hammer and sharp axe, and slashed towards the silver woman. "Yin Yanmei"'s eyebrows, and he did not dodge or avoid, and he used all his strength to circulate the demon's true energy and crossed his arms to block in front of him for defense.

In a moment, a dull sound of "bang" sounded, and the silver woman was knocked away hard, rolling backwards like a broken kite, sliding out eight or nine feet apart. The master of the hunting clan never weakened his power and rushed straight towards Yang Zhao. The eldest woman screamed in a flash, and she tripped under her feet, pushing the "Young Master Yang" to the side and pushing the enemy Long Wu Bookstore hard. The two of them separated from each other. Long Shier's five features were twisted, and they looked extremely ferocious. Without thinking, they abandoned the eldest woman and chased Yang Zhao tightly. The five fingers he quickly clenched out to tear the atmosphere, making an extremely strong chirping sound in the air. Seeing that Yang Zhao was already invulnerable, he turned around in a flash and slapped out with a palm!

With his palms and claws fighting, a strange "pop" sound suddenly broke out. Yang Zhao vomited blood from his mouth, trying hard to protect the little maid in his arms, rolling out more than ten feet away like a gourd. However, Long Shier was also shocked by the force on his palms, and he took three steps back to stabilize his body. In an instant, he was shocked and surprised, and said in a voice: "Your poison..."

Long Shier was surprised, but he didn't know that Yang Zhao's feelings were actually almost the same as him. At the critical moment, the little prince turned his hand without thinking, and it was just a subconscious instinctive reaction. He had never thought that he was still in a strange poison of "Shuihe Gang" in his body and could not improve his energy. However, the effect of that palm was absolutely unexpected. Although he still felt that his strength was insufficient, the Ganyang true energy, which had achieved the ninth-level perfect mental method in his dantian, had now reacted and no longer solidified like a pool of stagnant water as before. But after the surprise, he was overjoyed. The little prince did not care about the bloodshot at the corner of his mouth and tried his best to get up, and said to the little maid who was protected by his arms: "The poison on my body seems... Xiaoqing, is it you?"

The little maid nodded obediently and said, "Well. Xiaoqing said it just now. No matter what kind of poison, Xiaoqing is fine." She turned around and looked at Long Shier, pouted her mouth, and said, "Who is really annoying? Young Master, should you let Xiaoqing poison him to death?"

Although Xiaoqing's poison is strange, by common sense, a master like Long Twelve only needs to swell the true energy to cover the whole body. Even if the dust cannot be approached, the feathers cannot be added. Even the most powerful poison is useless. Therefore, the King of Henan pondered slightly and finally declared and rejected: "That person's cultivation is too high, it is not so easy to deal with. Xiaoqing, stay here obediently. After getting rid of him, let's go together." After speaking, he reached out to touch the little girl's head, stood from sitting, and turned around to meet Long Twelve.

The leader of the hunting clan looked gloomy, and slapped his left palm and right fist on his chest, shouting: "Young Master, let me say a heartfelt word. You can have both wings from Dilong Wu Bookstore. You can't escape from me today. Those who know the truth will immediately surrender, otherwise, don't blame me for offending me."

Yang Zhao took a deep breath and looked up. He saw that Danmei could not even climb up after being chopped by the lord of the hunting clan. She could only crawl on the mud and gasp, her face as white as paper. Wen Caiting looked shocked and suspicious, standing far away and focused on her vigilance, but she had no intention of coming to fight the enemy with her. The King of Henan smiled bitterly, knowing that no matter "Yin Yan Mei" or "Huan Mei Ma", it could not be any help, and everything could only rely on herself. Although the true energy in her body was indeed freed from the confinement of the "Shui Yu Gang" magical poison, it was getting faster and faster. But as the saying goes, illness came like a mountain, and illness was like a thread being pulled. It would probably take at least half an hour to recover its full power. With the only successful power at present...

Hey, so what if you succeed? Even if you can't use your internal strength at all, Yang has never been afraid. Now that the poison is gradually fading, what else can Yang be afraid of? The little prince exhaled, pulled the tiger soul out and held it down, and said in a deep voice: "You have offended Yang for a long time, so why don't you blame him? The reason why you want to capture Yang is just for the Yang Gong Treasure House. But at this moment, Yang might as well tell you, I don't know anything about the treasure house. Your wishful thinking has been wrong from the beginning."

Long Shier's eyes contracted, and a fierce look appeared between his eyebrows, and he shouted in a cold voice: "What did you say? You are Yang Su's only son, how could he not tell you the secret of the treasure house? Besides, didn't you say that the treasure house is under the Yuema Bridge in Daxing City?"

"Master Tuoquanzi has kindness to Yang. How can you torture him like that? If you have no choice, you can only do it perfunctorily. As for the leap horse bridge, you still believe it." Yang Zhao sneered coldly, paused, and said slowly: "Yang Suruo has a secret treasure house, maybe he will tell Yang Xuangan. It's a pity that I am not Yang Xuangan at all. Sorry, you have found the wrong person."

"Aren't you Yang Xuangan? You are not Yang Xuangan? Haha, hahahahaha~~" In an instant, Long Shier couldn't help laughing to the sky, as if he had heard the most funny things in the world. Suddenly, the laughter cried, and his eyes were filled with disdain and contempt, and he slowly said: "A noble family, it turns out that in order to survive, even his ancestors and his biological father do not recognize him. It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous. Well, I just think you are telling the truth. So, this guy who is not Mr. Yang, but who is known as Yang all day long, is he?"

Yang Zhao waved Hu Poxu and slashed, and said coldly: "The world is so great, is there only Yang Su's family with the surname Yang? I have never called myself Yang Xuangan, everything is just your own cleverness. I will not change my name or my surname. I am the son and grandson of today, the eldest son of the Eastern Palace, the title of King of Henan, and the General of the Left Guard. In addition, the Zhuguo and Henan Daxingtai Shangshu Ling are the Minister of State."

Long Shier's face was gloomy and sneered, "Are you the King of Henan? Haha, I can be Chaoyang Tianshi. And..." He turned his head and glanced at Danmei and Wen Caiting, and said in a deep voice: "These two women are clearly demons of the Yingui Sect of the Demon Sect. The Grand Prince of the Great Sui Dynasty and the eldest prince of the crown prince, how could he hook up with the Yingui Sect's demon girl? Also, the Blood Phoenix Miss Du is obviously a person in the underworld. Du Fuwei is even more a gangster monster who has won it faster than the court, but how could he be willing to contribute to the government?"
Chapter completed!