But the other party said it was right at all. The moment the aperture below the stone pillar continued to rotate and released light, there were also strange sounds. Guan Heng, Qing Huang, the ancient spirit bald dragon, and the hunter looked at each other and immediately shook themselves behind nearby ruins to hide behind the nearby ruins.

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Hey, it's these guys." A trace of murderous intent flashed in Qing Huang's eyes, and he reached out to pull the Lotus Blade and planned to do it directly, but Guan Heng next to him suddenly hit her shoulder and then shook his head gently.

Guan Heng did this because he noticed that apart from these rag people, the hidden aura in the aperture was still surging, which means that there were still guys inside, so he wanted to stop Qing Huang from alerting the snake.

As expected, after the three rag people swayed and jumped out, the strange light in the aperture flashed again, "Swish!" A tall figure appeared in the original place. The guy was wearing a light white strange costume and walked forward a few steps. The three rag people seemed to be extremely afraid of this person. When he approached, they all knelt on the ground and didn't even dare to lift their heads.

"Hmph, this tunnel on Tunan Mountain is getting harder to go, and there are cracks that are about to collapse, which makes me take great risks to come here."

The man murmured to himself at this moment, his voice as if a broken gong was ringing, which was harsh and harsh. He was carrying a strange long and narrow cloth bag behind him, more than five feet long, and I don't know if it was his weapon.

When the man in white robe saw three rags still half-kneeling on the spot, he was furious: "Don't you get up quickly to do things? He has to ask grandpa to urge him, so you damn 'spirit slaves' are of no use!"

Hearing this man's words, the ragpurlingnu stood up quickly, holding the bent stick in his hand and was about to walk forward. At this moment, the man in white robe suddenly frowned slightly: "Wait, why is there a stranger here?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Guan Heng and Qing Huang jumped out in an instant, and then took action without hesitation. The cold light of the two swords flashed, "Swish, sniff!" The bodies of two rag spirit slaves were shattered, and the last one wanted to retreat and dodge, but they were wrapped around their feet by the hunting golden thread.

"Aowu!" The ancient spirit bald dragon roared, rushed out of the slant, opened his mouth and grabbed the other person's head, then bit it hard, and pulled the object down.

"Puchi--" The big puff's blood mist splattered and quickly fell in all directions. "So dirty."

The man in the white robe didn't care about them killing the ragpi slaves, because in his eyes these slaves were even worse than ants, but he cherished his clothes and couldn't help but take two steps back and avoided the splashing blood.

The next moment, the man in white robe suddenly noticed Qing Huang, who was the Ming* man, stared at the other person's pretty face, and his eyes suddenly flashed a little hot, and he said in his mouth: "Not bad, you little girl, you are a bit beautiful, I haven't come in vain this trip."

"Hmph, shameless!" Qing Huang saw the other party's expression and knew that he had bad intentions and couldn't help but scold: "Thief, are you from the ancient spiritual world?"

"Hehe, that's right." The man in white robe smiled and said, "The uncle is one of the three kings of the ancient spirit. The relative of the king Peng is "Lian Tuo". Little girl, I think you are good-looking, so why not play with me in the ancient spirit world."

When Qing Huang heard this guy speak more and more distorted, his pretty face turned red with anger. Guan Heng held his shoulders next to him and said, "Hey, I am still standing here. Do you dare to tease my woman? Are you looking for death?"

"Your woman?!"

When Lian Tuo, a man in white robe, heard Guan Heng's words, he immediately laughed arrogantly and said, "Okay, okay, I like to take love with you with my sword. Boy, you can kill a few spiritual slaves, and you will be unforgivable. I will capture you and pull it off my limbs, and then enjoy her in front of you. Is this a good idea?"

"Beast, what did you say?!"

Hearing this guy saying so shamelessly, Qing Huang wanted to come forward to kill him, but was stopped by Guan Heng, who was angry and laughed. He grabbed the other party's Haojie and whispered: "This thief said he would insult you. If I don't deal with this guy myself, I can't breathe out in my heart. Sister Huang, step back!"

The tone of this was decisive and did not give Qing Huang any room for negotiation. Seeing the blue veins burst out from Guan Heng's forehead, it was obvious that he was really angry.

"Okay, you have to be careful!" As soon as Qing Huang finished speaking, Guan Heng had already pulled out his body and rushed forward like a lightning. He said coldly: "Your name is Lian Tuo? Very well, I finally know what the mad dog he was going to kill was named."

"Boy, your tone is quite crazy. I just don't know if your strength is so powerful!" Lian Tuo did not use any weapons, and suddenly gathered his spiritual energy in his left fist, rushing straight to Guan Heng.

"Hmph!" Guan Heng had no intention of dodging the guy's attack. He also waved his fists to greet him. "Bang!" The two sides collided with each other, and Lian Tuo's body shook slightly, and he immediately took two steps back, and his face became dark.

He couldn't help but feel shocked: "My boxing power is the best under Lord Peng, and I can't suppress him?"

"The murder of Qiandao is not over yet!" Guan Heng was furious at this time, and suddenly touched his fists, roared and pounced on him again.

"You?!" Lian Tuo's preparation was not sufficient, and at this moment he could not resist Guan Hengxun's fist power as fast as the wind and as heavy as thunder. "Bang bang bang!" He barely blocked the opponent's first three punches, but the next moment he was hit by Guan Heng in the lower abdomen and left shoulder. The kid immediately roared and flew backwards.

"Bang!" He hit the broken stone pillar not far behind. When Lian Tuo stood up, he spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Guan Heng squinted the other party with disdain at this time and said, "Just with your ability, you dare to tease my woman. You are overestimating your ability. Don't be anxious. I will slowly kill you. Come here, I haven't beaten enough yet!"

"Damn it, you bully me too much, kill me!"

Lian Tuo was shocked and angry. He didn't care much about it now. He pulled out the cloth bag on his back and suddenly shone out the things inside. It turned out to be a short sword with more than a few feet of wingless sword, covered with patterns twisted like earthworms, but there were no sharp blades on both sides of the sword ridge, which looked extremely strange.

"Uhhhhhh--The shadow of the original spiritual breath, appear!" Realizing that Guan Heng was not easy to deal with, Lian Tuo immediately put all his strength into making the shadow of the spiritual breath on his forehead rush out, and then the object wrapped the short sword.

The sword edge crazily absorbed the power of its original spiritual breath, and the "swish swish swish swish!" sounded one after another, and an air of more than a foot long appeared in an instant.
Chapter completed!