The Eight Immortals of Ghosts are thunder killing moves.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have been given a head first.

The sound of fishing drums was endless, as if they were about to tear Tang Long's three souls and seven spirits apart.

Even the lake surface under Tang Long's feet began to stir, and waves appeared.

Standing northwest of Tang Long was a burly man in a black robe and beard. The man held a banana fan in his hand and slapped the lake. Then he saw waves slowly rolling up and rushing towards Tang Long.

It really corresponds to the saying, the Eight Immortals cross the sea, each showing their magical powers.

Fortunately, Tang Long has the Vajra Rune protection body, and those hidden weapons that fell like flowers in the sky cannot hurt Tang Long at all.

coax!

Suddenly, a sound of explosion came out, and the pure Yang sword energy slashed on the rune light shield around Tang Long, causing layers of waves!

The man holding a banana fan in his hand shouted: "Frozen technique!"

KAKAKAKA.

As soon as he finished speaking, the lake waters that rushed towards Tang Long began to freeze little by little.

Not far away, a thin man was manipulating a yellow gourd. The gourd was an imitation sword-raising gourd. At the mouth of the gourd, there were golden sword energy lingering.

Following closely behind was a handsome young man holding a purple bamboo flute. The young man had bangs on his forehead trembled slightly with the wind, his feet were suspended on the lake surface, and rushed towards Tang Long at lightning speed.

Purple bamboo flute?!

This purple bamboo flute is really weird!

When the sound of the flute sounded, the entire lake was covered with irregular purple arcs!

Those purple electric arcs turned into electric snakes, shuttled through the lake, and rushed towards the soles of Tang Long's feet like torpedoes!

Click!

Suddenly, Tang Long's right toe tilted his toes on the lake surface, and his whole body flew up instantly. When he raised his hand, he saw the woman who activated the black iron lotus, entangled by circles of flames!

"Let the Bird's Tail!"

As he said that, Tang Long shook his right hand and saw the woman in black robe screaming and falling heavily onto the huge rock on the shore.

Boom!

With a loud noise coming out, the burnt yellow rock on the shore instantly split into pieces!

The woman holding the black iron lotus also covered her mouth and vomited blood, her face pale as snow!

KAKA.

Jiang Shenxiang secretly clenched his fist and said, "Do not!"

After being scolded by Jiang Shen, the woman holding the black iron lotus in her hand hurriedly knelt on one knee, as if she was apologizing for guilt.

Unfortunately, the woman had lost her combat power and could not activate the magic weapon again.

Just as the woman in black robe looked up, she saw figures hitting her like shells.

puff.

The man holding a banana fan in his hand spitted blood and said, "This kid is so strong. I'm not his opponent at all."

"Yes, this kid is so weird. He is not afraid of soul attacks!" The person who spoke was an old man holding a fishing drum. The old man coughed a few times, and there was still a bloodshot on the corner of his mouth.

Roar!

Suddenly, Tang Long on the lake roared at the man playing the flute, and saw the man screaming, flew backwards, and finally landed heavily on the shore, splashing clouds of smoke and dust!

"Lion Roaring?!"

Liu Wushen's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "What an authentic lion roar skill!"

Jiang Shenxiang pondered and said, "Hmph, I really underestimated this kid."

Pick.

At this moment, Wang Chongyi grabbed the black iron spear on his shoulder and stumbled forward.

Wang Chong said nervously: "Doctor Liu, help... help."

Penetration injury?!

In fact, penetration injuries like this are not fatal!

But over time, you will lose too much blood and die!

Fortunately, Wang Chongyi had already used acupoint tip technique to seal the blood on his shoulders!

Otherwise, Wang Chong fainted early in the morning!

Jiang Shenxiang said angrily: "Hmph, what a waste. Even this little injury is yelling. Do you have the face to call yourself the Holy Lord of Ice?!"

Gudu.

Wang Chong swallowed his saliva and said, "Elder Jiang, escape... and run for life. If you don't run, you will have no chance."

Escape?!

When Jiang Shenxiang heard these two words, he was so angry that he was so angry that he could stare at Wang Chongyi's throat with his claws!

KAKAKAKA.

Jiang Shenxiang slowly increased his strength and said with a murderous look on his face: "Master Wang, are you humiliating me?! There are only people who died in battle in my Jiang family!"

coax!

coax!

coax!

At this moment, a series of explosions came from the lake!

For a moment, the waves were surging, and the sword energy was wild, like a spiritual snake, shuttled around Tang Long!

Sword-raising gourd?!

Humph, this gourd is quite interesting!

Unfortunately, it was not even hurt by Tang Long at all! Tang Long raised his hand and shouted: "Star Picking Hand!"

Bang!

Just a muffled sound came out, and a golden handprint was slashed in the air and slapped the man holding the sword gourd away!

at this time!

There were only two people left on the lake!

One is Tang Long, and the other is the Ghost Eight Immortals holding the Pure Yang Sword in his hand!

He is truly worthy of being the leader of the Eight Immortals of Ghosts. The strength of this person in front of him should be comparable to that of the Martial Arts Venerable!

KAKAKAKA.

Tang Long moved his neck and said with a smile: "Haha, you are qualified to let me know your name!"

The man holding the Pure Yang Sword in his hand clasped his fists and said, "In Xia Jiangyang, he is a disciple of the Wusect."

"Jiang Yang?"

Tang Long said silently and said with a smile: "Haha, I admire you very much, why not hang out with me!"

Poaching?!

asshole!

This kid is so arrogant that he dares to poach in front of me, Jiang Shenxiang?!

Looking at Jiang Yang with a hesitant look, Jiang Shenxiang was so angry that he cursed: "You trash, do you know what the price of betraying the Wumen?!"

A betrayal of the Martial Arts!

The nine clans should be destroyed!

People like Jiang Yang are mostly selected from the public, and they also have parents and relatives!

The reason why I was selected by the Martial Arts is simply because of my martial arts talent!

Jiang Yang pondered: "Once I enter the Wumen, I enter the sea of ​​suffering, and I have no way out!"

Squirt!

Squirt!

Squirt!

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yang saw him holding the hilt of the sword in his hand and drawing his sword again and again!

What is amazing is that Jiang Yang only draws half of his sword every time he draws his sword!

But even so, there are still a lot of pure Yang sword energy, intertwined with each other and slashed towards Tang Long!

Tang Long smiled strangely and said, "Hehe, your Pure Yang Sword is destined to be with me."

Jiang Yang drew his sword again and again, and said coldly: "The sword is there, the sword is there, and the sword is gone!"

Huwuwu.

Suddenly, Tang Long's palms merged, and more than ten inches were separated from each other, but he saw a series of flames slowly gathering between his palms.

Soon, a three-meter-long flame sword energy condensed in Tang Long's palm.

"not good!"

"Is it a Qi training technique?!"

Jiang Yang's face changed, he hurriedly withdrew his sword, put his right toe on the lake, and his whole body quickly retreated towards the shore.
Chapter completed!