On the second floor, in a luxurious private room, behind a large round table sat a one-eyed old man, Lei Jinghun, the master of the Xihua Gate. Behind him stood Koga Junmi, the psychic king, Lei Yujiao and others.
, there are more than ten. Among them is a one-armed bald old monk who is much taller than the others and very eye-catching. He is the unconscious green-robed ancestor.
At a glance, Ximen Lang saw the green-robed ancestor. Seeing that his master was safe and sound, he felt relieved and moved his gaze to the faces of Lei Jinghun and others opposite him. A smile appeared on his face and he said: "Sorry, Leimen
Lord, I have kept you waiting for a long time.”
Seeing Ximen Lang appear, Lei Jinghun's pupils shrank suddenly, but he had to admit in his heart that the young man opposite him was calm and calm in the face of many strong men, without any fear. This momentum alone was enough to be included in the list of black | Dao lords in Z country.
The psychic dharma king, Koga Junmei and others all looked at Ximen Lang with fierce gleams in their eyes. For them, they wanted to tear each other into pieces immediately.
Lei Jingxun laughed, and said with a smile: "That's right. As the supreme leader of Huamen, the head of the Ximen Sect can come to attend the appointment, which is already a favor for me, Mr. Lei, and I am deeply honored."
Ximen Lang smiled and said: "You're welcome. Master Lei Sect, I promise you that we will not interfere with the river in the future. Now that I'm here, do you think you want me to take Master away?"
To his surprise, Lei Jinghun actually agreed, "No problem." He waved his hand and ordered: "Come, let the green-robed ancestor pass so that master and disciple can meet."
Lei Yujiao from behind whispered: "Elder, go over and go to that person."
The green-robed ancestor was as obedient as an old sheep and strode over.
Ximen Lang stepped forward in surprise and shouted: "Master..." In his excitement, he opened his arms to hug him.
Suddenly, Lei Yujiao shouted sharply: "Elder, kill him..."
Upon hearing these words, the green-robed ancestor's eyes flashed with killing intent, and he punched him hard.
"Peng!"
The iron fist hit Ximen Lang's chest, making a loud and permeating sound. The power of this punch can be described as terrifying, and everyone's expressions changed drastically. Not to mention humans, even elephants had to be hit by him.
Oh, it's really terrible!
Caught off guard, Ximenlang screamed, and his body flew up like a kite with its string broken, hitting the wall behind him.
"boom!"
Dust filled the air and bricks and stones were scattered. Ximen Lang actually knocked down the wall and collapsed it. A mess of broken bricks and cement blocks piled up in his chest and abdomen, like a tomb. He closed his eyes tightly, not knowing whether to live or die.
Everyone was surprised and looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief. There were many questions in their hearts, could it be that the devilish boy who made all the heroes of the underworld frightened died like this, and died at the hands of his master.
"Hahaha……"
Lei stood up in shock, laughing wildly with triumph, feeling that this moment in his life should be the happiest. He strode over, followed by the King of Psychics and others, and they all came to Ximen Lang's side.
Ximen Lang is undoubtedly the backbone of Huamen. Without him, Huamen would be without a soul, like a cramped dragon, which would not make people afraid.
Therefore, there is a concept in Lei Jingxun's heart that if Ximenlang dies, Huamen will be vulnerable.
At this moment, Lei Jingxun was extremely excited. A ferocious smile appeared on his face, and he said proudly: "Ximen Lang, you would never have thought in your dreams that you would die in the hands of your master. This is the fate of being against me, Lei Jingxun."
, you will die without a burial place, I will cut your body into thousands of pieces, crush your bones and spread your ashes..."
Something unexpected happened. It was like an explosion. Bricks and other objects pressing on Ximen Lang were flying everywhere. In an instant, Ximen Lang stood up suddenly, unsheathed his blood-condensed sword, and struck out viciously...
At the same time, the green-robed ancestor suddenly stepped forward, used all his strength, and punched the psychic Dharma King hard on the back, making a loud sound.
The master and the apprentice simultaneously launched a sneak attack and delivered a fatal blow, which was perfect.
Lei Jinghun never expected that Ximen Lang not only survived, but also used a killing move. Seeing the red light flashing by, he dodged in panic, avoiding the bad luck of being split in half, but he still couldn't completely avoid it.
left shoulder
Even his arm was cut off by the blood-condensing sword and fell to the ground with a clatter. On his shoulder, white bone stubble was exposed on the huge wound, which was quickly covered up by the spurting blood. He roared miserably and staggered back.
On the other side, the unsuspecting Psychic Dharma King was sent flying by the green-robed ancestor's heavy punch. He spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air and felt as if his spine had been broken. The pain was piercing to the bones.
Many members of the Xihua Sect were completely shocked. They did not expect that the outcome of the matter would be like this, which was difficult for them to understand for a while.
After Ximen Lang struck with his sword, he raised his left arm, and a loud arrow more than ten centimeters long shot out, penetrated the glass window, flew diagonally into the air, and made a sharp sound.
The psychic Dharma King's martial arts skills were amazing. After being hit hard, when he was about to hit the wall, he suddenly turned around, kicked his right foot on the wall, and flew over like a cannonball. His eyes turned red and extremely red.
He roared angrily: "Old thief Bald, I will kill you..."
A ferocious smile appeared on the green-robed ancestor's face, and he cursed: "Silly man, do you think I'm really stupid?" Suddenly, he flew up and faced him ferociously.
Two of the world's top masters met on the round table. They punched and kicked each other quickly, making a banging sound. The strong wind blew up and made everyone's faces hurt.
Lei Yujiao's bright eyes widened, staring at the old monk who was as fierce as a lion. Her face turned blue and white, and she was extremely ashamed. Just now, the green-robed ancestor said, "Idiot," even though he was scolding a psychic.
Dharma King, it couldn’t be more appropriate to apply to her.
Only then did Lei Yujiao understand that the old monk had been pretending to be stupid and playing with her as if she were a fool. Probably, while he was fucking her with his big dick, he was scolding her in his heart.
Stupid | Come on!
In fact, what she thought was not completely correct. In fact, when the green-robed ancestor saw the blood-condensing sword, he was indeed so strongly stimulated that he became delirious. He did not care to fight the psychic king and fled all night.
He traveled more than a thousand miles and came to Sichuan Province.
When Lei Yujiao met the green-robed ancestor, he was indeed unconscious. Like a fool, he was abducted by this woman with a roast chicken. He even later took aphrodisiacs and had sex with this woman | Woman, he
They are all in the same state. However, Lei Yujiao does not know that his state is intermittent, which means that he always wakes up...