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Jin Yutang is a branch of the Chaos God Sect. Although there are many branches of the Chaos God Sect, the foundation is that many people who have committed crimes gather together.
If it is said that the evil way is just going the wrong way, then the people of the evil way and the gods have a real problem with their xinxing.
People who can enter the way of demons are generally cruel and extreme.
The same is true of Jin Yutang and his party present.
And if you want to lead such a group of people and convince them to obey orders, you have to be more ruthless than them!
Dong Ling thinks so, and does the same.
A group of people boiled the broth, watching the hot aroma of water vapor drifting with the wind.
Soon, one of them took out a knife, and the silver light of the knife reflected the firelight.
"I really don't know what we are afraid of? What Wanfei Palace? It's just something made by a group of girls.
You Yuanguo people are too soft, most of them are soft bags of garbage. The character is not good, and the knife is not sharp enough. "
This man was a stranger with loose golden hair.
He held the dagger in his backhand, and the blade flashed in an instant.
Immediately, the meat in the pot was divided into eighteen pieces.
With another flash of the knife, the eighteen pieces of meat were divided into thirty-six pieces at the same time.
The eyes of the rest of the people on the scene shrank. Although they had seen this foreigner make a knife before, this time the speed was faster than before.
Hearing this person's contemptuous tone, except for Dong Ling, the faces of the others turned red, but they remained silent.
They have challenged this person before because of this, and they all lost, and the defeat was terrible, which was terrible.
This person's real name is Malisi, and he comes from the country of Jilu, which is farther than the country of Wu. His sword skills and the special strength circulating in his body make him extremely powerful.
Even in Jin Yutang, except for a few top masters, he is also the number one master.
"Jilu Kingdom's sword skills are superb, we naturally know. But if Mr. Malisi thinks that he can fight against a hundred with one man, then let me ignore what I said before. You can enter the city by yourself." Dong Ling said coldly.
"Hehehe." Malice glanced at Dongling, sneered, and said no more.
His identity is only a representative, and he is in a cooperative relationship with the Jin Yutang group.
Not far away, there is also a caravan passing by. The sound of carriages and horses, the sound of snorting, and the shouting and laughing of the crowd.
Together they form the unique style of Jinzhou.
Some old customers passing by and driving in the car sang loudly while driving.
"Three liters in the morning, seven buckets in the evening, fifty at a time, ten times without asking."
"The heart is also troubled, and the head is also troubled. It is not difficult to cut off the troubles."
Several people in Dongling looked at the passing caravans with cold eyes. These caravans were all desperadoes with their heads tied on their belts.
For the sake of high profits, they are caravans when there is nothing to do, and they can become gangsters at any time if necessary. There is a hidden meaning in this song.
The night was getting dark, and on the way in this environment, it seemed that this group of caravans also took care of some troublesome goods.
The caravan passed dozens of vehicles in a row before slowly moving away, leaving behind a lot of wheel marks.
It's just that after the caravan left, by the side of the road, but at some point, there were a few more figures in night clothes.
The figure looked at Dongling from a distance, then turned and followed the caravan.
Seems to be chasing after the caravan.
"Is that for stalking?" the one-armed woman asked suspiciously.
"It should be. The neighborhood here is notoriously chaotic. It is normal for such a large caravan to be followed by someone. As for who wins and who loses, it depends on the ability." The big man nearly three meters replied casually.
Dong Ling picked up the stick and stirred the fire to make the fire more intense.
He only fiddled with it a few times, and when he recalled the eyes of passers-by in those nights, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.
"No! Those night walkers just nowthey are not staring at the caravan, but us!!"
He stood up at once. He reached out to take something out of his waist.
Seeing this, the rest of the people got up one after another, drew their weapons and got ready.
"Very vigilant." An admiration slowly sounded from the surrounding night.
In the grass on the surrounding plains, a group of figures surrounded from all directions from a distance, and in a blink of an eye, the group of people was tightly surrounded.
"Who's here? We're just passing by on foot, and we don't have much to squeeze out, so please hold us high." Dong Ling said loudly.
The other party has a lot of people, and their skills seem to be extraordinary, which makes several people a little alert. Don't want to rush into conflict.
&nbThe stranger's whole body was tense, and his eyes revealed a fierce aura that was not afraid of death.
Holding a short knife in his hand, it was trembling strangely and rhythmically, as if it was brewing some kind of special lore.
"Interesting." Wei He smiled slightly.
At his level, under his command, masters of dirty work are not much better than ordinary people.
Only the inscription can enter his eyes.
It has been a long time since the first battle of the distance and Wu Shizong's two major senses, and he is naturally not standing still.
Although there is not much progress in terms of strength and strength, there has been a lot of improvement in the realm of moves.
The four realms of tricks also opened up new horizons and paths for him.
"Ah!!!" The stranger finally finished his preparations, raised his knife above his head, and rushed towards Wei He with a roar like a fool.
There is a lot of special power condensed on his knife, and even Wei He is a little surprised by that power.
That level is already equivalent to the total strength of two bone forging martial artists combined with all their strength.
It was only half a chip weaker than Dong Ling's last move just now.
"It's a good secret method, but unfortunately, it's useless to me. The body method is too bad."
Wei He gave way like lightning, dodged a knife, and stamped his palm on the vest of the stranger.
Poof.
The man spurted blood and fell to the ground.
"You don't have the strength to protect yourself?" Wei He withdrew his hand in surprise.
The martial arts of this foreigner is very strange, the attack power is extremely strong, but the defense power is extremely weak.
However, after dealing with the group of people in Jin Yutang, it is considered a matter for him.
Except for this group of people, there are probably no other hostile visceral masters around.
"Okay, all the corpses have been checked and disposed of." Wei He clapped his hands and ordered. I want to turn around and leave.
"yes!"
The surrounding night walkers bowed in response.
clap clap clap
It's just that Wei Hezheng hasn't left yet, and there are rhythmic clapping sounds from all around.
"So fast, so ruthless. One move and one kill, he is indeed the top master who was once famous in Taizhou, Wei He, the master of the Wandu sect."
Wei He's heart turned cold, and he quickly turned around to look at the source of the sound.
Others couldn't tell where it was coming from, but he could hear it, the sound came from his front left.
There is a sparse half-person-high grass.
Although the grassland has a vast terrain, tall grass and shallow puddles can be seen everywhere.
The sound came from one of the bushes.
"Who is your Excellency? Why don't you show up?" Although Wei He was vigilant, but this person made him unaware of it in advance. He was definitely not a mediocre person, at least not a rubbish like Dongling.
The night walkers from the Wandu Sect around them also secretly dispersed, holding the poison pouches on their waists, ready to spread poison at any time.
Just let them unexpected is.
A figure in a long pink dress flew lightly out of the grass, landed firmly with one step, and stood on the flat ground ten meters away from Wei He.
The person who came was actually a beautiful woman in her early twenties!
Moreover, the other party was only wearing a simple long skirt, no weapons, and no imposing manner.
If everyone hadn't seen her jump more than ten meters in one step just now, no one would believe that she is a martial arts practitioner.
After all, this woman's arms and body are slender and tender, and there is no trace of exercise at all.
The woman was wearing a black veil, her long hair was tied high, and her pair of white and slender round long legs were looming under the red dress.
She stepped on the ground barefoot, but her body was always suspended off the ground without touching the ground. It seems that there is some invisible force between the soles of the feet and the ground. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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