boom!

boom!

boom!

Three loud noises came out, and the courtyard wall that Mao Qianren stepped on was penetrated one after another.

For a moment, bricks flew around and smoke and dust rose.

Looking at the courtyard wall that was instantly blown up, Mao Qianren said with fear: "This... how is this possible?!"

"Mao Qianren, die!"

Just as Mao Qianren was stunned, Tang Long suddenly fell into the air and waved his palm and slapped him again.

Mao Qianren shook the bell and shouted in horror: "All Gu people follow the orders, come quickly to protect me!"

Brush brush.

Almost at the same time, the Gu people who were fighting with Mu Xiuhan and Song Jinyu all retreated and gathered towards Mao Qianren.

Among all Gu people, Zhuge Zhengwu is the strongest.

In addition, Zhuge Zhengwu was killed by Tang Long.

So, when he saw Tang Long, Zhuge Zhengwu was the first to rush up.

"Hmph, Zhuge Zhengwu, I can kill you once, and I can kill you twice!" Looking at Zhuge Zhengwu rushing towards him, Tang Long groaned, then he slapped him with a palm, and with a "bang", a burning flame palm print shot out, instantly blew Zhuge Zhengwu's head.

puff!

Almost at the same time, a stream of blood spurted out, splashing everywhere.

"What?! Instant kill?!"

"Oh my God, is Tang Long really the master of martial arts?"

"It's so exaggerated. How old is Tang Long?"

"Acupuncture, it must be acupuncture!"

“Acupuncture?”

"Yes, as far as I know, Tang Long is proficient in the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, and among the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, there is a needle method. After opening all the ghost holes in his body, his strength will instantly surge."

Some surviving famous doctors also started to discuss.

Listening to the discussion around, Song Jinyu's jade face changed slightly. Could it be that Tang Long really used the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Sect to stimulate his potential?!

Indeed, there is such a needle method that can stimulate the potential of the human body.

Although this acupuncture method can instantly improve its strength, it is overdrawing life.

Therefore, few people will use this extreme method unless they are absolutely necessary.

But what puzzled Song Jinyu was that the aura on Tang Long did not decline at all.

Logically speaking, as the potential is slowly exhausted, the aura on Tang Long should be weaker and weaker.

Just as Song Jinyu was thinking about it, Tang Long suddenly shouted: "Instructor, please borrow Gan Jiang Mo Xie for use!"

"Okay!" Song Jinyu responded, and then threw Gan Jiang Mo Xie out.

Tang Long now has practiced sword control.

Before, Tang Long could only control one sword at most.

But now it is different. After becoming the master of martial arts, Tang Long can completely control two swords.

"Kill, kill him!" Mao Qianren shouted with a crazy look on his face.

Brush brush.

Almost at the same time, only ten remaining Gu people flew to slap at Tang Long.

These Gu people are all masters of Danjin!

However, Tang *ben didn't take them seriously.

"Those who block me will die!" Suddenly, Tang Long waved his arms and heard two "puff" sounds, and saw two of the Gu people being pierced in the throat on the spot.

Immediately afterwards, the two flying swords shuttled back and forth. Every time they passed by, a Gu man was pierced through his throat and finally fell to the ground like a dead dog.

Puff puff puff puff.

In less than a minute, the ten Gu people died tragically on the spot.

"Sword Control?!" Looking at Gan Zheng Mo Ye who was shuttled back and forth in the air, Song Jinyu said in shock.

As far as Song Jinyu knows, there are very few families in this world who know how to control swords.

Moreover, even if there is, it may not be possible to practice it.

If you want to practice sword control, you must have strong internal strength and strong mental power, which can also be understood as soul power.

Even Song Jinyu only understood the basics of sword control.

But it is almost impossible to kill people with a sword.

"A monster, this Tang Long is really a monster. He is really worthy of being the son of the Admiral of the Nine Gates!" Mu Xiuhan shouted in horror.

Whoosh.

Almost at the same time, the two flying swords spiraled at Mao Qianren.

"Ah, help...help!"

Looking at the flying Gan Jiang Mo Ye, Mao Qianren hurriedly asked for help and said, "Senior, it's your turn to take action!"

Bang!

Suddenly, an explosion came out, and a huge rock flew up in the air and quickly smashed Gan Jiang Mo Xie.

"What?"

Tang Long's face changed and he said in a deep voice: "There is still someone?"

When Tang Long turned his head to look, he saw a man in a black robe and a mask stepping on the huge rock and falling in the air.

With just a glance, Tang Long recognized the person in front of him.

*?!

It seems that * is indeed joining forces with Mu Yinqiao.

Actually, * was not intended to show up.

However, Mao Qianren mastered the method of manipulating the Gu people.

Therefore, Mao Qianren cannot die.

Bang bang.

Two loud noises came out, and the huge rock under *'s feet burst on the spot.

Crazy.

Suddenly, * reached out and grabbed it, and the gravels behind him began to gather.

"Is it the dragon-capturing hand?" Mu Xiuhan said in shock.

Looking at the gathering of more and more gravels, Song Jinyu frowned and said in a deep voice: "Is he *?"

Unfortunately, * did not show up.

With just one dragon-catching skill, it is difficult to lock in the person in front of you.

After all, * is a master of the divine realm and cannot be killed just by wanting to.

"Hmph, isn't it just a dragon-capturing hand, I can do it!" At this moment, Tang Long reached out and grabbed it, and saw that the courtyard wall that had been shattered by his palm wind began to gather.

Bang bang bang.

Almost at the same time, the gravels and bricks clashed in the air and exploded on their own.

For a moment, smoke and dust rose everywhere and the sound shook the sky.

And when the smoke and dust disappeared, * had already left with Mao Qianren.

hiss.

Tang Long took a breath of air and murmured, "The martial arts myth is indeed terrifying."

Even though Tang Long has become a master of martial arts, there is still a big gap compared to *.

After ten minutes, Tang Long felt his body as if it had been hollowed out and he knelt down to the ground.

"Tang Long, are you okay?" Song Jinyu said nervously.

Tang Long smiled bitterly and said, "It's okay, it's just a little overdrawn."

"You kid, be more at ease in the future. If something happens, will my junior sister be a widow?" Mu Xiuhan, who was standing beside her, said angrily.

Song Jinyu curled his lips and said, "I think it is necessary to enter the bridal chamber early."

Ahem.

Tang Long coughed a few times and said with a smile: "Well, it's getting late, and it's time for me to go back."

"Wait!" Mu Xiuhan suddenly shouted.

Tang Long raised his eyebrows and said, "Sect Master, is there anything else?"

Mu Xiuhan looked at the time and said with a serious look on his face: "This is how you go to the airport to help me pick me up."

"Catch someone?"

Tang Long was stunned and couldn't help asking, "Who should I pick up?"

Mu Xiuhan said with a stern face: "A monk in Shaolin."

"Oh, it turns out to be a bald donkey." Tang Long said subconsciously.
Chapter completed!