The Donghua Gate General Gate is no weaker than the Kunminghua Gate General Gate in terms of floor space and the facilities inside, and it clearly has a superior aura. There are people moving around in the two-story building at the entrance, and it is obvious that they are all
The guard at Donghua Gate.
Ximen Lang sighed in his heart, it seems that this old guy Xue Wensheng wanted to be the head of the Huamen, so he made the heads of the Huamen so large that it was breathtaking. With a leap, his body landed lightly on Qiba
On another tree meters away, it immediately rose and fell in the forest like a falcon, preparing to go around to the east and enter the courtyard. According to the drawing, the owner of the door, Xue Wensheng, lived in a bungalow, 100 meters away from the east courtyard.
The wall is closest.
More than ten minutes later, Ximen Lang arrived at the east side of the courtyard, looked out from the trees, and searched for the bungalow with a dragon-shaped sculpture on the roof where Elder Xue lived. After activating the golden eyes, he could see it in the dark night after concentrating.
A distance of one kilometer, this is the legendary special function.
After scanning sideways, Ximen Lang did not find the distinctive bungalow. He knew that it was too far away from his current location, more than a kilometer away. He thought to himself, so I went in first and then looked for it slowly.
Thinking of this, Ximen Lang flew up, jumped over the wall after two ups and downs, and entered the courtyard. He turned around and looked to both sides. No one was there. He moved forward quickly like a ghost, heading towards the west.
There were many patrols inside the Donghua Gate headquarters, and they were heavily guarded. Fortunately, Ximen Lang's eyesight and hearing were extraordinary. He hid before the patrols found him, and he was finally found without any danger.
That house.
This is a tall bungalow with only one floor, but as high as an ordinary two-story building. It is made of white marble stone and is entirely white. The roof is covered with white glazed tiles made with special techniques. The whole house is crystal clear, as if
It is made of ice and snow, and the most stunning thing is the more than ten meters long white steel dragon sculpture on the roof, with teeth and claws, head held high and roaring, giving it the aura of a king.
Ximen Lang exclaimed inwardly, Mr. Xue is very ambitious. The house is about to catch up with the Golden Palace of the Forbidden City. Suddenly he felt that this house was big and grand, but the windows were not very big, and they were in a special rhombus shape. Looking carefully,
But I found out that it was no ordinary glass, it was actually artificial crystal, which was really awesome.
Seeing that there was no light coming from inside the house, Ximen Lang quietly stepped forward, took out a small steel hook from his pocket, which was not much bigger than a toothpick, and poked at the window twice. A very subtle sound came out, and the locked window
After being pushed away by him, he ducked in and landed on the ground.
This is a study room with simple furniture. There are thread-bound ancient books, blue and white vases, incense burners and other objects on it, all of which are from a long time ago. The floor is paved with an unknown natural stone, which is snow-white and shines with golden highlights.
Very luxurious.
Ximen Lang looked around and saw countless items. He thought, with so many things, where can he find the Hualong Ring and the Mountain and River Fan? How about I catch Xue Wensheng and force him to take the two Huamen treasures?
Hand it over.
Thinking of this, Ximen walked calmly out of the study and towards the bedroom. When he reached the door, he reached out and gently opened the door. Just as the door had just opened a foot-wide gap.
"call!"
A pitch-black cane swung over without warning. Ximen Lang was shocked. He twisted his shoulder, but failed to avoid it. The cane hit Ximen Lang's shoulder, causing severe pain. He groaned in pain. Fortunately, he
His dodge took away most of the force, and the golden bell shield protected his body, so his bones were not injured. However, the force of this stick was so strong that his shoulders suddenly swelled up and caused burning pain.
In a rage, Ximenlang kicked the door. The solid wooden door was shattered by his kick, and wood chips flew everywhere. He hit the man behind the door with his right fist, and the strong wind was strong.
The man behind the door is an old man in his sixties, tall and well-proportioned, with an abnormally pale face. Although he is old, there are not many wrinkles on his face, and his narrow eyes have a sharp gaze, which is most surprising.
What's special is that he has long hair that hangs down on his shoulders. The hair is actually snow-white, which looks very weird.
This silver-haired old man was Xue Wensheng, the master of the Donghua Sect. Wearing a white nightgown, he saw that his stick hit the target but failed to knock the opponent down. There was a look of surprise on his face. You know, this stick
The cane was made of black iron and was as hard as a hundred-refined diamond, and he hit it with all his strength without mercy, enough to kill a normal person on the spot. Who would have thought that the man in black opposite him looked like he was only slightly injured, but he was still alive
Have fighting ability.
Xue Wensheng snorted coldly and moved his left palm towards the direction of the opponent's fist.
"Peng!"
The fists and palms met, making a loud noise, and the huge force forced the two of them to step back at the same time, each taking three steps, with a look of shock on their faces at the same time.
Xue Wensheng roared: "What a thief, give me a few blows before you hit me with the stick." Suddenly, like a mad snow wolf, he rushed over in an instant and stabbed the opponent's chest with his stick at an extremely fast speed.
After Ximen Lang retreated, his face was even more surprised. The moment he collided with the opponent's hand, he felt that what he hit was not a human hand at all. It was clearly a piece of solid ice, extremely cold, and the icy cold air immediately
From the palm of the old man
It was transmitted to his fist, causing his five fingers to freeze and lose control. The cold air spread to his arms at a rapid speed, making him completely unconscious below the elbow, making him panic. What is this?
Weird Kung Fu, even with ice.
Seeing the old man strike again with his staff, Ximen Lang hurriedly got out of the way. The Hunyuan Gong surged in his body, and a stream of warm air rushed towards his frozen arm. However, although the ice came quickly, it was extremely difficult to resolve.
Slowly, even if he tried his best to activate his internal energy, he could not completely drive the cold air out of his arms in an instant.
Now Ximen Lang only had one arm left to move. He knew that his opponent's martial arts skills were evil and he did not dare to be careless. He shook his left hand and shot three flying knives.
The willow leaf flying knife flashed with cold light and rushed towards Xue Wensheng's throat, heart, and lower abdomen, as fast as lightning.
Xue Wensheng swung his cane sharply, and only heard three soft ding-ding-ding sounds. Three willow-leaf flying knives were knocked away by him and shot to the side. One of the flying knives happened to hit a blue and white dragon porcelain vase on the antique shelf on the right.
, with a bang, the porcelain bottle was smashed to pieces.
When Ximen Lang saw the old man smashing away the flying knives, he was even more shocked. This old man's kung fu is so high. He is a powerful opponent I have never encountered before. I have to be careful. At this time, some of the cold air in his right arm has been driven away.
, when it reaches the wrist, the fingers are still unable to move and are in a frozen state. Don't dare to be careless. As your left wrist flips, a poisonous dragon thorn appears in your hand and stabs the opponent sharply...