It was not until this time that the Marquis of Yan Wu knew what the power of a true master is!

Even Ye Wushen could not be like the Nine Gates Admiral.

No wonder the Nine Gates Admiral was able to become the number one in the dark list.

Crack.

After Tang Tian landed, the cement road under Yan Wuhou was still cracking and finally collapsed, flooding Yan Wuhou's two knees.

"So...so strong!"

"This...this is the power of the Grandmaster!"

"The master of martial arts is not to be humiliated. Apart from the master of the Dragon List, who can fight against the Nine Gate Admiral?!"

Yan Feitian and others, who were kneeling on the ground, trembled.

At this time, Yan Feitian, Hong Jiu and others did not even dare to look up at Tang Tian, ​​for fear that Tang Tian would breathe a sigh of relief and kill them.

thump!

Seeing that Yan Wuhou was seriously injured, Yan Feixia, who was the leader of the Kongtong Sect, hurriedly knelt in front of Tang Tian.

"I would like to ask Master Grandmaster to spare us this time." Yan Feixia said with a trembling face.

Tang Tian said indifferently: "Then knelt until tomorrow morning."

"Do... Thank you, Master Grandmaster!" Yan Feixia hurriedly kowtowed to Tang Tian to show her gratitude.

This is the power of the master!

The seemingly powerful Marquis of Yan Wu could not even catch Tang Tian’s three moves, which shows how powerful the martial arts master is.

In Tang Long's opinion, except for the Dragon List masters, no one in this world will be Tang Tian's opponent.

This time, it was so embarrassing that the entire Kongtong Sect's senior management knelt at Tang Tian's door.

Who would have thought that there would be a martial arts master in a remote mountain village?

After this battle, Yan Wuhou would probably be much lower-key.

Even the Marquis of Yan Wu did not expect that the Admiral of the Nine Gates was so strong.

At around four o'clock in the morning, two figures, one black and one white, rushed forward. These two were Lu Daoyang and Miyamoto Musashi.

"Miyomoto, wait!" Just as Miyamoto Musashi was about to rush in with his sword, Lu Daoyang reached out and grabbed him.

Miyamoto Musashi said calmly: "Baga, Lu Daoyang, aren't you afraid?"

"Shhh, whisper!"

Lu Daoyang winked at Miyamoto Musashi before whispering: "Look, there are ten people kneeling there."

"What does this have to do with us?"

Miyamoto Musashi's face turned pale and said with anger: "Tonight, Miyamoto Musashi wants to slaughter the village. I must kill him. Only in this way can I relieve my hatred!"

brush!

As soon as he finished speaking, Miyamoto Musashi rushed in with his Tiancongyun sword.

"idiot!"

Lu Daoyang cursed inwardly, but instead hid at the door.

The reason is very simple. It was not someone else who knelt at the door, but Yan Feixia, the leader of Kongtong Sect, and his father Yan Wuhou.

Who is Yanwuhou?!

Marquis of Yan Wu was the previous sect of Kongtong Sect, a master of the Chinese God List, and ranks one of the five princes. His martial arts skills are unfathomable.

But who would have thought that Yan Wuhou was forced to kneel at the door.

Lu Daoyang speculated that there must be masters behind Tang Long.

Sure enough, not long after Miyamoto Musashi rushed into the Tang family, a "boom" sound came out. Miyamoto Musashi vomited blood and flew backwards, and even the Tiancongyun sword on his chest was shattered.

Puchi!

The violent friction sound came out, and Miyamoto Musashi's back slid out quickly, and there were blood marks on the ground for a day.

puff.

Miyamoto Musashi spitted blood on his mouth and said weakly: "Hurry... and run away!"

Before Miyamoto Musashi could finish speaking, his eyes turned pale and he fainted.

"Fortunately I didn't go in!" Lu Daoyang carried Miyamoto Musashi on his back and fled towards the entrance of the village.

But before he walked very far, a black allusion came and pierced directly into Miyamoto Musashi's back.

"Ah, Baga!"

Miyamoto Musashi screamed, and finally his neck tilted and fell on Lu Daoyang's shoulder.

A hundred-step heart-piercing knife?!

Lu Daoyang swallowed, then ran away with his legs.

After escaping from three miles of Xishan Village, Lu Daoyang stopped panting.

"Die?" After exploring Miyamoto Musashi's breath, Lu Daoyang found that he was too dead to die.

Even without the Hundred-Punch Heart-Punched Knife of Hei Yuanlong, Miyamoto Musashi would definitely die.

After checking Miyamoto Musashi's chest, Lu Daoyang couldn't help swallowing his saliva. What a strong palm force, it directly shattered Miyamoto Musashi's internal organs. Even Hua Tuo could not save him even if he was alive.

As for the Black Yuanlong’s Hundred Steps Heart-Punctured Sword, it is very likely that it came to Lu Daoyang.

After calming down for a while, Lu Daoyang called the Demon Emperor General.

"Master, Miyamoto Musashi is dead, his internal organs are shattered by a palm!" Lu Daoyang said in a trembling voice.

The Demon Emperor General on the other end of the phone was stunned and said in a deep voice: "Who killed?"

"Maybe it was Hei Yuanlong, the King of Hundred Steps!" After thinking about it, Lu Daoyang said.

"Black Yuanlong?"

The Demon Emperor General said silently, then shook his head and said, "It's impossible for him. Hei Yuanlong is best at swordsmanship. His palm power is average, so it is absolutely impossible for him to shatter Miyamoto Musashi's internal organs."

"Who could it be?" Lu Daoyang murmured with confusion.

After Lu Daoyang told the story of Yan Wuhou and others kneeling at the door of the Tang family, the Demon Emperor General said in a calm voice: "I know who he is."

"Who?" Lu Daoyang asked anxiously.

The Demon Emperor general said word by word: "In this world, there is only one who can make the King of Hundred Steps of Sword Hei Yuanlong willing to surrender, that is the Admiral of the Nine Gates!"

"Master, is this Nine Gate Admiral really that powerful?" Lu Daoyang said a little disbelief.

The Demon Emperor General Chen smiled and said, "But it's a pity that he can't live."

"Can't live? What does it mean?" Lu Daoyang asked curiously.

The Demon Emperor General said coldly: "The Nine Gate Admiral has been targeted by the Thirteen Round Table Knights."

Hiss, Lu Daoyang took a breath of air conditioning and exclaimed: "Thirteen Knights of the Round Table?"

"Yes, these are all people at the level of the God of Killing. If you pick one out, you can be invincible to the masters of the Chinese God List. Moreover, the top three are still people at the level of the martial arts master. No matter how powerful the admiral of the Nine Gates is, he will definitely die!" After saying that, the general of the Demon Emperor hung up the phone.

At around four o'clock in the morning, Tang Long suddenly received a call from the fallen angel Zhang Danfeng.

strangeness?

What did the Fallen Angel call me? Could it be that she completed the task?

After answering the phone, Tang Long said with a smile: "Big beauty, do you miss me?"

"roll!"

The fallen angel on the other end of the phone cursed inwardly, and then said seriously: "Tang Long, you may be in big trouble."

"What does it mean?" As soon as he heard the words "big trouble", Tang Long sat up from the bed with a 'shot'.

The fallen angel said with a serious look on his face: "The Night God, who ranks first in the killer list, has taken over the task of killing you, and he has arrived in China. According to time calculations, he can arrive in Cangshui County at the latest tomorrow."
Chapter completed!