Wang Chongyi, on Bibo Lake, held a black iron spear in his hand and stepped on the lake surface, and occasionally stabbed the lake surface.

For a moment, the water waves splashed everywhere and shot everywhere.

Anyone can see that Wang Chongyi wanted to use this method to force Xia Qingsong, who was huddled at the bottom of the lake.

Unfortunately, Xia Qingsong has long closed his six senses and cannot hear any sounds at all.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Just as I heard a series of explosions, I saw the dark stones at the bottom of the lake bursting one by one!

Wang Chong had a red look and shouted: "Coward, if you have sex, come out to fight. I will let you all your limbs!"

What is despair?

For Wang Chongyi, the so-called despair is that he has enough strength and the enemy is right in front of him, but he cannot find his hiding place!

After slapping the lake a few times, Wang Chongyi then jumped and landed steadily on the shore.

Wang Chongyi stared at the lake and said in a deep hatred: "Elder Jiang, you have many martial arts inherited by the martial arts clan. I wonder if there is any way to find Xia Qingsong's hiding place?!"

"Hehe, Master Wang, you are a little persistent."

"In fact, sometimes, you don't have to deliberately find someone."

Jiang Shenxiang stroked his beard and said with an unfathomable smile.

Wang Chong's face changed slightly and he asked tentatively: "Elder Jiang, what do you mean by...?"

Jiang Shenxiang narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Hehe, Master Wang, some words can only be pointed out, but they cannot be said. Do you understand what I mean?"

This Jiang Shenxiang is really an old fox.

It was obviously killing someone by borrowing a knife, but Jiang Shenxiang didn't want people to know that he was the one who borrowed a knife.

In layman's terms, this Jiang Shenxiang wants to be a bitch and establish a chastity arch.

With Wang Chongyi's mind, we can naturally guess what Jiang Shenxiang meant.

For Xia Qingsong, the Wudang disciple is his reverse scale.

Like Nanxian, Xia Qingsong is also an extremely protective calf.

Even if Xia Qingsong blocks the six consciousnesses, he can still sense the smell of blood.

Bang puff!

Suddenly, Wang Chong waved his gun and provoked one of the Wudang disciples and landed on the lake like a show-off!

"asshole!"

"Wang Chongyi, you're too bullying!"

"Let my senior brother go quickly!"

Looking at the Wudang disciples who were being provoked by Wang Chongyi and the people watching on the shore, they also shouted with nervous expressions.

Wang Chong snorted, then swung the black iron spear so hard that the Wudang disciple screamed and fell heavily into the Bibo Lake.

Soon, I saw that the lake was dyed red by the blood of the Wudang disciple.

Wang Chongyi looked up at the sky and laughed wildly, "Haha, Xia Qingsong, I want to see, when can you hide?!"

This Wang Chongyi is indeed the best way.

Jiang Shenxiang just pointed it out for a moment, and Wang Chongyi understood what he meant.

In fact, in Jiang Shenxiang's opinion, Wang Chongyi was just a chess piece in his hand.

And this Jiang Shenxiang’s favorite thing is playing chess.

Before killing someone, Jiang Shen likes to let the other party fall into endless despair.

Only in this way can we relieve the hatred in our hearts.

However, Liu Wushen said with a worried look: "Elder Jiang, will Master Wang infuriate Longhu Mountain if he does this?"

Jiang Shenxiang snorted, and said cunningly: "Hmph, what does it have to do with me if I am excited or not? I am just a bystander, that's all."

Blood stains the blue waves of the lake!

In just under ten breaths, the lake surface, which is a radius of ten meters, has been dyed blood red!

not enough!

It's far from enough!

If you want to force Xia Qingsong out, you must add ignition!

Thinking of this, Wang Chong reached out his hands one by one and saw a Wudang disciple on the shore being grabbed by him and landed towards the center of Bibo Lake.

"Wang Chongyi, are you bullying me, Wudang Sect, no one?"

"hateful!"

"When Nanxian was alive, why didn't you dare to be so arrogant?!"

The Wudang disciples on the shore also drew out their magic swords and shouted angrily.

Listening to the screams around, Wang Chong swung the black iron spear in his hand and stabbed the Wudang disciple who was about to fall into the Bibo Lake.

Wang Chongyi smiled cruelly and said, "Haha, don't worry, it's your turn soon."

Boom!

Suddenly, a loud noise came from not far behind Wang Chongyi, and then a ball of fire fell into the air, instantly causing countless waves of water!

Before the waves fell, they turned into mass of water vapor.

Looking at the fireball floating in the void, Jiang Shenxiang said with fear: "What a deep true energy, who is this person? Is he a disciple of Longhu Mountain?"

"Probably not!"

"Any disciple of Longhu Mountain must wear Taoist robe!"

Liu Wushen shook his head secretly and said.

Through the flame, Liu Wushen could only see a blurry outline, and he could not see Tang Long's true appearance at all.

So, Liu Wushen was not sure.

But one thing is certain, Wang Chongyi is afraid that he will not be able to escape from death. Wang Chongyi, who was about to swing his gun, sensed the flames behind him, and then turned around and stabbed the fireball the millstone-sized fireball.

Looking at the stabbing black iron spear, Tang Long said coldly: "Moths flew into the fire, overestimating his abilities."

Wang Chongyi sneered: "Hmph, pretend to be a god, look at me and pierce your throat with one shot!"

Bang woo!

As a series of explosions of air came out, the black iron spear penetrated through the fireball and stabbed Tang Long's throat!

Tang Long just raised his palm and blocked the black iron spear.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Long waved his palm and saw the black iron spear spiraling and shooting at Wang Chongyi's left shoulder.

Under the impact of the terrifying force, Wang Chongyi's body quickly slid backwards.

Fortunately, Wang Chongyi's reaction was fast enough, and he saw his right foot stepping on the lake, causing waves of water.

"What a terrifying palm power!"

Jiang Shen raised his eyebrows slightly and pondered: "I seem to have seen this kind of palm technique somewhere?"

Gudu.

Liu Wushen swallowed his saliva and said, "The palm is like gold, and it is invincible. This should be one of the eighteen styles of the real dragon!"

"What?"

"One palm of gold?"

"Is it the person who came here the Nine Gate Admiral?"

"No... impossible!"

"If it is the Admiral of the Nine Gates, you can kill the King Chongyi by relying solely on your physical strength!"

When Jiang Shenxiang heard the three words "One Palm Gold", he changed slightly and said with a trembling face.

For the Jiang family, the Nine Gate Admiral is a nightmare existence.

If it weren't for the Admiral of the Nine Gates, the Kunlun Jiang family would have been promoted to a divine family.

According to the definition of ancient families, if there are more than five Golden Elixir masters in the ordinary clan, they can be promoted to a divine family.

But who would have thought that because of the emergence of the Nine Gate Admiral, the dream of the Kunlun Jiang family's promotion was completely shattered.

Moreover, the Kunlun Jiang family also has to pay a large amount of cultivation resources to the god-born families every year in order to seek shelter.

Liu Wushen smiled bitterly and said, "Hehe, the Nine Gate Admiral is far away in Shennong Mountain, how could he appear here out of thin air?"

"Is it Tang Long?"

While speaking, a strong murderous intent flashed through Jiang Shenxiang's eyes.

Brush brush.

Almost at the same time, eight men in black robes and hoodies rushed out from behind Jiang Shenxiang. Most of them were wearing masks and holding various magical instruments in their hands.

When Liu Wushen saw those magic weapons, his pupils tightened and he couldn't help but exclaim: "Hiss, this... are the Eight Immortals of the Martial Sect?!"
Chapter completed!