Tang Long just picked up the ghost martial god who was imprisoning his legs and threw it into the air!

Puchi!

Puchi!

Two rays of blood were spewing out, and the bodies of the two ghost martial gods were instantly split!

Miyazawa Shengwu cursed angrily: "Baga, if you don't kill you, what else can I have to face to live in this world!"

Without the confinement of the four great ghosts and martial gods, Tang Long was as light as a swallow.

Tang Long swung his way and threw Zhu Xuanzong out.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Just by hearing a series of dull sounds, eight true qi arms behind Zhu Xuanzong instantly sank into three camphor trees, and his whole body quickly slid back three or four meters!

Huff, Huff.

Zhu Xuanzong gasped and said, "Myamazawa Jun, he is too strong, we should withdraw!"

Miyazawa Shengwu cursed angrily: "Baga, you are a coward. As long as we can hold on until the arrival of Jiang Shenhou and Sarutobi Chiba, this old dragon demon is the fish on the chopping board, and I can slaughter it!"

"Hmph, do you still have a chance to retreat?!" As he said that, Tang Long grabbed his claws and saw a blood-colored vortex condensed behind him.
Chapter completed!