Yancheng.

Within the Sirius Sect.

In a pavilion.

Langjian was standing with his hands behind his back, listening to the report from the man behind him.

"Yang Feng's injury is indeed healed!"

"I heard that Chang Ningzhong cured him!"

"The credibility of this news should be 80%!"

"But I don't know why, while Chang Ningzhong cured Yang Feng, his apprentice also died!"

"It is said that it was his apprentice who made Yang Motian angry!"

"The information obtained from within the Tianyang Sect is also the same!"

"But I think it's unlikely!"

"First of all, Tianyang Sect is short of people right now!"

"That disciple of Chang Ningzhong, although he is a little shabby in terms of speech and behavior, he is still a top holy alchemist!"

"The Tianyang Sect probably doesn't have the confidence to kill him yet!"

Hearing this, Lang Jian nodded and said, "Just tell me this news, I don't need you to analyze it for me!"

"besides……"

"The key point I want you to investigate is the one named Liu Hao!"

Lang Jian frowned slightly and said, "This person dares to talk back to me and acts like a arrogant idiot. I think there must be some people behind him!"

"And this time, Yang Motian actually risked leaving Yancheng in order to distract him!"

"I also gave him the teleportation array!"

"That further confirms this point!"

After saying that, he turned around, looked at the visitor, and asked, "Have you found any information over there?"

"Master Huijian!"

The visitor immediately replied, "The man named Liu Hao is not from the Tianyang Sect!"

"But she is an old friend of Yang Motian, the leader of Tianyang Sect!"

"As for the origin and background, we haven't found out yet!"

Hearing this, Lang Jian frowned, "They are all a bunch of useless trash!"

"I asked you to check such a trivial matter and you won't be able to find it!"

"You also claim to be the elite of the Wolf Shadow Team with the strongest detection ability in the Sirius Sect?"

"Just you guys? Are you worthy?"

After saying that, he snorted coldly and said, "It seems that I have to explain it to my father someday and ask him to simply evacuate you all!"

"Master Jian, calm down!"

The visitor's expression changed and he immediately said, "I'll check again right away!"

Then he said, "This time, I promise to come back with more useful information!"

"roll!"

Langjian shouted coldly.

brush!

The visitor did not dare to say a word, and immediately disappeared in a flash.

After the visitor left, Lang Jian's brows also frowned slightly.

"Liu Hao?"

Langjian snorted coldly, "I don't care who you are!"

"It doesn't matter how old you are!"

"In one-third of an acre of my Earth Flame Territory, you are my plaything!"

"This time, I will cripple you and catch you, and I will play with you to death!"

"And I will also send your head back to your family!"

"I want to see what your family will think of Yang Motian, their old friend, when they see your head."

When the murmur fell, another slightly cold smile appeared on the corner of Langjian's mouth!

…

"Soul Martial Arts - Thirteen Swords of the Demonic Wolf!"

"The Eighth Form - Thousand Wolf Dance!"

Outside Yancheng, in the woods.

The battle continues.

When Hei Tou's voice fell, the black color of the ultimate holy weapon in his hand instantly danced with a series of sword shadows.

Moreover, every sword shadow seems to be a lone wolf!

Wolf shadow? Sword shadow?

At this moment, Zeng Cong couldn't tell the difference at all!

All he knew was that there was a murderous intent coming from the sky!

At that moment, he gritted his teeth and held the sword in both hands.

The Holy Spirit power in the body circulates rapidly.

Suddenly it condensed into his hands.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a strong sword light emerging from the big knife in my hand!

"Soul martial arts!"

Zeng Cong's face darkened and he shouted loudly, "Tiger Shock Kill!"

roar!

After the loud shouting, there was a roar.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful Holy Spirit power suddenly surged out of Zeng Cong's body.

Transformed into a fierce tiger.

That tiger looks like Zeng Cong himself.

brush!

The big knife in his hand slashed out.

roar!

When the tiger roared, it followed the sword and suddenly slashed towards the sword shadow that filled the sky!

Ho ho ho…

The moment the sword struck the shadow, the roar of the tiger continued to be heard.

The sword light on the dark green sword suddenly burst out with fierce tigers.

They collided head-on with the sword shadow.

At the same time, he let out a roar!

The sword shadow was suddenly shaken, and then disappeared.

when!

But the next moment, his sword was suddenly hit.

Then, the sound of the tiger's roar disappeared instantly.

Immediately afterwards, Zeng Cong felt his jaw go numb and a powerful force hit him.

It made him tremble.

The body didn't move violently, but flew backwards.

After landing, he slid out several meters away.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and grabbed a big tree by the road.

Only then could he barely control his body shape.

But even so, his face instantly turned extremely pale.
To be continued...