Moreover, after hearing what Wang Jiu said, Cang Po Kong did not speak, but gently groped the bright and transparent magic flute with his knuckles, showing an unfathomable expression.

Wang Jiuwei stared at him and saw that he was silent. He thought he was moved, so he smiled slightly and said: "I, Drip Blood Hall, will definitely personally handle your matter, and I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer!"

Wang Jiuwei hesitated and continued: "As for Dai Luo, I will take him back. If our help fails in the future, I will hand over Dai Luo to you at the right time!"

Cang Po Kong suddenly sneered and said: "Hahaha, Wang Jiu, you are indeed cunning and good at eloquence!" Then his eyes drifted past Chen Qingfeng, who was fierce but with a very embarrassed look and makeup, "No wonder the current hall master

One is yours!"

"It's just..." Cang Po Kong smiled.

"I will definitely take Dai Luo away today. As for you two, I have no interest and leave quickly. But if you hinder me, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"You!" Wang Jiu snorted coldly, holding the cold knife tightly in his hand, with a look of displeasure on his face.

"Brother Cang, is this really what he wants?" Wang Jiu asked.

"Without further ado!"

At this time, Chen Qingfeng said angrily: "Wang Jiu, why bother talking to him? Come on!" Now that Chen Qingfeng's palms were injured, he couldn't take action, so he tried to provoke Wang Jiu! Although he knew it in his heart

, Wang Jiu is definitely no match for Cang Po Kong.

Cang Pokong shouted coldly: "I spared your life, not to let you talk nonsense here!" As he spoke, his figure flashed erratically, and he was in front of Chen Qing's cover in an instant.

Chen Qingfeng was extremely cautious and had been watching his every move for a long time. At this time, he quickly jumped back to avoid it.

However, Cang Po Kong's figure was flying, and he came roaring like an eagle. Chen Qingfeng stared at him, and had no choice but to fly and jump, using his legs to parry and resist the magic flute that was emitting dim light.

Cangpo Kong's fingers were like halberds, and he held the magic flute between his fingers. In an instant, the magic flute spun like a wind wheel. The rapidly rotating magic flute made a whirring sound, and it immediately touched Chen Qingfeng's feet with one foot.

Chen Qingfeng felt pain on his toes and wanted to turn over and retreat, but Cang Pokong sneered: "Do you think you can run away?"

Cang Po Kong's left palm suddenly stretched out from the cloak. His slender arms were as light and agile as a spiritual snake. He immediately reached out and grabbed Chen Qingfeng's other trouser leg. He secretly channeled his internal energy into his palm, feeling a hot feeling.

Gradually it climbed up Chen Qingfeng's calf.

Chen Qingfeng hurriedly shouted to himself: "Wang Jiu, what are you still doing?"

Wang Jiu hesitated for a moment, then suddenly raised the cold knife, used the technique of lightening one's body, and flew towards Cang Po Kong. The "Knife Cutting Huashan" move was powerful and terrifying, and slashed straight towards the vest.

Dai Luo and Qingru's injuries were both external injuries. After internal and external application and breath control, they are gradually getting better. However, Dai Luo lost too much blood and his palms were wrapped with bandages, so he was unable to hold the sword!

Dai Luo murmured to himself: "It's Cang Po Kong again!"

Dai Luo was very confused. It was learned that Cang Po Kong was a member of the Demon Cult, and was a disciple of the old demon Old Man Flute. It could be said that he had no connection with him.

If there is any involvement, it is because in the past, Dai Luo's father, Dai Mengyao, as the leader of the martial arts alliance, raised troops to attack people in the Demon Sect several times. As the venerable Master of the Demon Sect, the Old Man of the Magic Flute is naturally an important target.

However, if this is said, there is a deep hatred between Old Man Magic Flute and Dai Mengyao, then why do the disciples of Old Man Magic Flute repeatedly rescue the son of their enemy?

Dai Luo Zigu shared his confusion with Qingru. After listening to this, Qingru thought for a while and found no solution, so she said: "Brother Dai, we don't care about that much for the time being, but listening to the tone of his words just now, we must know that

I need your help with something, or it has something to do with you!"

"In short, since he is willing to help us now, we will just wait and see what happens. Otherwise, it will be difficult for us to deal with Wang Jiu and the others with just the strength of the two of us!"

"Um!"

Looking at it now, Cang Pokong felt the brisk and quick steps behind him, and couldn't help but secretly praise: "This Wang Jiu used to be Chen Qingfeng's subordinate. I didn't know anything about him. I thought he was just a general person. I didn't know him."

Come to think of it, this kind of Qinggong and body skills are not weak at all!"

With a glance from the corner of his eye, a faint figure floated by. At this time, Wang Jiu slashed down with powerful force. Cang Po Kong turned his back to the enemy. Even though he didn't take Wang Jiu's move seriously, he had to put it aside temporarily.

Passing Chen Qingfeng, he turned back to resist Wang Jiu.

Cang Pokong turned around gracefully, and the magic flute drew a perfect arc in the air, and then directly touched the cold knife.

The blade of the blade was cold, and the magic flute was cold. The moment the two touched each other, the entire stone corridor shook violently, and pieces of gravel fell to the ground.

The two of them have profound skills and strong internal energy. This sword comes with great force and contains infinite power. And Cang Po Kong's reflex area, with a casual wave of his hand, also hides infinite mysteries.

With this blow, Wang Jiu's Han Dao was knocked back by more than a foot, but Cang Po Kong stood silently, his cloak fluttering, looking leisurely and at ease.

Wang Jiu secretly calmed down and sighed in his heart: "Huh, his martial arts is really unfathomable. I have tried my best and took advantage of the opportunity, but he actually broke my moves in just a few moves.

But he acted like nothing was wrong!”

In fact, not only Wang Jiu was shocked and confused, but Cang Pokong was also dumbfounded at this time, because he just seemed to have just made an understatement, but he had already gathered a lot of power, not to mention that the magic flute in his hand was a mortal artifact.

I thought it was impossible for Wang Jiu to resist, but I didn't expect that not only did he resist, he didn't even look injured at all.

Cang Pokong thought to himself: "If Chen Qingfeng hadn't been seriously injured at this time, I'm afraid that the two of them would have joined forces. Given the innate advantage of occupying this Jiuxuan Earth Water Cave, I would not have been able to escape easily.

!Hmph, in this case, there will be no more trouble left today!"

Cang Pokong sneered and said: "This kind of martial arts, not to mention the Dripping Blood Hall, even if it is a famous sect, you will definitely not just succumb to it!"

Wang Jiu's eyebrows tightened, unable to smile at all, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Cang, you are so complimentary! I have always admired your martial arts, and when I saw it today, it was indeed extraordinary. Why should we continue arguing? If we both end up losing in the end, wouldn't it be in vain?

Increase the hurt?"

Cangpokong smiled: "Don't talk nonsense, even if you take my slap, don't worry, I will definitely not hurt both you and me. The magic flute shows my hand, no one can hurt me easily!"
Chapter completed!