call out!

call out!

call out!

Almost at the same time, three black lights shot out spirally, piercing Yan Wuhou's chest.

The Marquis of Yanwu put his toes against the ground and quickly slid backwards.

"Hundred-step sword king?"

"Who? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"The master of the God List, one of the four kings, is as famous as the Ghost King in Xiangxi, the White-haired Hell King and the One-Armed Beggar King. The most powerful one is the sword technique, which is known as invincible for hundreds of steps, and has extremely fast body skills. Just like a ghost, he is the leader of the Sect of Life!"

Someone couldn't help but say in shock.

The King of Hundred Steps Sword Hei Yuanlong is known as invincible by hundreds of steps!

Within a hundred steps, the Black Yuanlong can rush to the other party within a few seconds.

Especially the Black Yuanlong's sword technique, it is extremely domineering. As long as it is hit, its entire body will explode.

No wonder Yan Wuhou was so afraid.

puff!

puff!

Two ripples of blood were spurted out, and Yan Wuhou's arms were injured by a black knife, and blood was splattered.

"Hei Yuanlong, don't bully people too much!"

Looking at the last black knife shot, Yan Wuhou clamped his palms and clamped the flying black knife.

It’s a pity that the black knife has too strong momentum.

Even the Marquis of Yanwu almost couldn't hold it

But Yan Wuhou knew that as soon as he let go, the black knife would shoot through his throat.

By then, even Hua Tuo was alive, he would have to stare at him.

"Does go, everyone goes go!" At this time, the Iron-footed Buddha rushed forward and shouted at the top of his throat.

As a monk, naturally I don’t want to see the tragedy.

If the Marquis of Yan Wu could not hold the black knife, he would not die only by the Marquis of Yan Wu.

Puchi!

Suddenly, the black knife rushed forward ten inches, less than half an inch from Yan Wuhou's throat.

Under this situation, the fate of Yanwuhou has almost been determined.

"Those who dare to hurt my young master will die!"

Hei Yuanlong shot violently inside, and the black cloak behind him was thunderously thudding.

Even the lawn at the soles of Hei Yuanlong's feet was destroyed by powerful energy.

What is this breath?!

Master of Martial Arts?!

hiss.

Tang Long couldn't help but take a breath. Uncle Hei actually became the master of martial arts?!

No wonder, Yan Wuhou couldn't even catch Uncle Hei's sword!

However, Tang Long sensed that the aura on Hei Yuanlong's body was not very stable, and he should have just become the master of martial arts.

"Give me a break, don't kill me!"

Looking at the black knife getting closer and closer, Yan Wuhou's forehead was covered with cold sweat and said with a trembling face.

Brush brush.

Before the words of Yan Wuhou finished, he saw the Black Yuanlong cloak swing and three more black knives shot out, like lightning.

When the three black knives flew out, the lawn on the ground was torn apart by the powerful sword energy and flew around.

"Those who dare to hurt the young master!

"Kill without mercy!"

Hei Yuanlong narrowed his eyes and said with a murderous look on his face.

Whoosh, whoosh.

Three other black lights shot out, and they were about to pierce the chest of Yan Wuhou.

But what Tang Long didn't expect was that Ye Wushen was coming.

Although only one aftertaste was seen, Tang Long could sense that it was the breath of Ye Wushen.

boom!

When Ye Wushen fell, a loud noise was heard from the sky, and the three black swords were split into pieces.

"presumptuous!"

Ye Wushen slowly landed on the ground with his hands behind his back, and his energy was reckless, causing the people around him to retreat together.

Even Tang Long did not expect that Ye Wushen would actually rescue Yan Wuhou.

Although they are all masters of martial arts, Tang Long knew that compared with the Martial God Ye, Black Yuanlong still had a considerable gap.

"Ye Wushen, save...save me!"

At this time, the Marquis of Yan Wu was still continuing to retreat backwards, and blood began to bleed on his neck.

Ye Wushen didn't even look at it, and directly reached out to grab it, and saw the black knife frozen in the air and could no longer move forward half an inch.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Wushen reached out and grabbed it, and the black knife shot towards the Black Yuanlong's feet like lightning.

"Dragon Capture Hand?" Tang Long frowned and said with an incredible look on his face.

This Ye Wushen is really powerful. He can actually cultivate the Dragon Capture Hand to this level.

However, Tang Long was a little curious. How could Ye Wushen capture the dragon hand?! Could it be that the Blood Bodhi taught him?!

"Young Master, it seems that this Yanwuhou Marquis cannot be killed!" Looking at the Ye Wushen in front of him, Hei Yuanlong said with a look of reluctance.

Tang Long picked up Xia Bingyao and said with a gloomy face: "No action against Yan Wuhou in the future. His life is my Tang Long!"

"yes!"

Hei Yuanlong frowned slightly.

Ahem.

Yan Wuhou coughed blood and said, "Ye Wushen, absolutely... he must not let them go!"

"Hmph, I, Ye Wushen, do things, and you still need your teaching?" Ye Wushen groaned, slapped him with a palm from the air, and directly slashed Yan Wuhou.

With this palm, the three ribs of Yan Wuhou directly broke.

However, for masters like Yan Wuhou, their recovery ability is still very strong.

"Grandpa, you... are you okay?" Seeing that Yan Wuhou was chopped away, Yan Chifeng hurried forward and said.

puff.

Marquis Yan Wu opened his mouth and said, "Shen Ye Wu, you...!"

"Hmph, don't think that with Kongtong Sect as your backer, you can do whatever you want in my Ye family!"

Ye Wushen groaned and said with a murderous look on his face: "Remember to me, Xia Bingyao is my granddaughter of Ye Wushen. Whoever dares to touch a piece of her hair will definitely make him worse than death!"

While speaking, Ye Wushen's eyes swept through Wei Lingfang, Lu Yehu, Duan Yun, Guo Polu and others one by one.

It is obvious that Ye Wushen is killing the chicken to warn the monkey.

The most nervous one is Lu Yehu, because he has arranged for the killer to lie in ambush near the parking lot.

At this time, Tang Long knew nothing about this.

After leaving the Ye Family Manor, Tang Long said with a puzzled look: "Uncle Hei, why are you back?"

"Young Master, it was the master who asked me to come back to protect you." Hei Yuanlong said truthfully.

Tang Long was stunned and couldn't help asking, "By the way, Uncle Hei, I heard that the Pope of Vatican attacked my dad?"

"Vatiban?"

Hei Yuanlong sniffed lightly and said with contempt: "Hmph, what a bullshit Vatican, even those old maggots dare to attack the master?"

"What's going on?" Tang Long said nervously.

After a pause, Hei Yuanlong said with a serious face: "Ten Steps Sword God, Mu Yinqiao!"

"What?"

Tang Long's face changed and he said tremblingly: "How could it be him?"

"Hey, it's all old things."

Hei Yuanlong sighed and said in a voice: "But don't worry, young master, it won't take long before the master will come to Yanjing to kill Mu Yinqiao."

"Kill the Dragon List Master?"

Tang Long's heart trembled, swallowed his saliva and said, "Uncle Hei, Mu Yinqiao is not an ordinary person. He has a close relationship with the first-class master. He is also the senior brother of Gong Baocheng, the fourth-rank guard with swords. Isn't it a bit too risky to just be my father alone?"

“This is a problem.”

Hei Yuanlong pondered for a while and said, "Young Master, if you have time, you can persuade the master."

"Yes." Tang Long responded.

Hei Yuanlong curled his lips and said, "*Don't kill it. This old man is a little stubborn, but he is not bad."
Chapter completed!