At the entrance of the courtyard, Ling Feng had just left.
A dark-faced, thirty-year-old, honest-looking guard in Tsing Yi walked to the door, clasped his fists and said, "Brother Hong, Brother Li, the gang leader wants to discuss something important with Elder Lin."
Hong Weiwei looked puzzled and said: "Old Zhao, didn't someone notify Elder Lin just now?"
Lao Zhao's expression changed and he immediately shouted: "No, that person must be a spy. The gang leader just asked me to come, how could anyone know earlier!"
Another guard Li said: "What should we do? How about we notify Elder Lin?"
At this time, Jiang Yuelong and Mingyu, who were practicing swordplay in the courtyard, heard the sound and came over.
Jiang Yuelong protected Mingyu behind him and said coldly: "Who are you?"
The two guards, Hong and Li, quickly explained the matter.
Jiang Yuelong suddenly drew his sword, pointed it at Lao Zhao, and sneered: "You said that man is a spy, but I think you are the spy!"
Hong Weiwei said hurriedly: "Old Zhao is an old brother in the gang. He has been following the gang leader since he conquered the world with a single sword. He is definitely not a spy."
Lao Zhao said: "If Miss Jiang doesn't believe it, we can confront the gang leader!"
At this time, Mingyu looked worried and said, "Why don't we let them inform my husband, Yuelong, it's enough for you to take care of me."
Jiang Yuelong explained: "Lin Feng said that if he doesn't come back, whoever dares to come in will be killed without mercy!"
Mingyu suddenly stopped talking. She believed in Ling Feng's decision.
Immediately, she turned her eyes to Lao Zhao and sneered: "Get out now, I can spare your life, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword!"
Lao Zhao suddenly sighed and said, "Why do you have to force me to kill someone?"
Hong Huwei and Li Huwei suddenly felt that something was wrong and were about to draw their swords, but suddenly they each spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
Two bloody palm prints can be seen from their chests, which are so deep that even the palm prints are clearly visible. On the edges of the bloody palm prints, faint traces of burning can be seen on the clothes.
Jiang Yuelong's expression changed dramatically. Although the two guards were not as good as her in martial arts, they were also true Qi warriors. However, they did not even have time to react and died under this person's palm. This palm technique melted the clothes and left them on the person's chest.
forming bloody handprints
, it is the 'Blood Flame Palm', a rare masculine palm technique in Netherworld Palace. With such strong martial arts, he must be an innate master. Although her cultivation is only one step away from innate, her combat power is worlds apart. There is something in her heart
anxiety.
Old Zhao smiled faintly and said: "Miss Yuelong, your father Jiang Protector and I have met once, and I don't want to kill you. If you just retreat, I can pretend that I have never met you. Otherwise, even if I kill you, your father
I can’t say anything.”
"If you want to take Sister Mingyu away, you have to step over my body!"
Jiang Yuelong said with a firm expression, but a Heavenly Thunder Talisman quietly appeared in the palm of his hand.
A dagger quietly appeared in Mingyu's palm.
Old Zhao's expression turned cold, his figure flashed, his fingers bent, and he gathered blood-colored energy, grabbing Jiang Yuelong's face.
This is another unique skill called the Blood Demonic Claw. If it is caught successfully, the beautiful face will immediately turn into a ferocious grimace.
The bloody divine claw hit Jiang Yuelong, but no screams were heard, instead it shattered like a phantom.
Old Zhao's expression was indifferent. From the corner of his eye, he noticed a figure in red swiping his sword towards him. When he was about to swing his sword, his expression suddenly changed again, because his outgoing mental thoughts sensed that a figure in red was standing behind him.
He swung his sword and stabbed him in the back of the heart. Although the Blood Shadow Sword Technique was only in the realm of one sword and two shadows, it was still somewhat beyond his expectation. Because he was in the innate realm, he practiced the Blood Shadow Sword Technique to the point of deriving two residual shadows.
The degree of shadow.
"A genius? I like to torture and kill geniuses the most!"
A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Lao Zhao's mouth.
The moment Jiang Yuelong's blood-drinking sword pierced into Old Zhao's body, his expression suddenly changed, because the sword's edge did not feel like it had penetrated the flesh at all.
At this time, Lao Zhao's figure appeared behind Jiang Yuelong and struck out with a palm.
With a bang, Jiang Yuelong fell to the ground hard and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Old Zhao slowly walked to Jiang Yuelong's side, his fingers bent, condensing blood evil energy.
At this moment, a smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Yuelong's mouth, because with the activation of zhenqi, the thunder talisman in the palm of his left hand turned into a flashing cyan thunder ball and shot out, hitting Lao Zhao's chest.
There was a bang, and Old Zhao flew out. His whole body was scorched black, his hair stood upright, exuding the smell of barbecue, and there were traces of green electric light flashing. He stared at Jiang Yuelong, and with a pop, he suddenly
He vomited a mouthful of blood. The boat capsized in the gutter. You can imagine the depression in his heart. Maybe he was so angry that he vomited blood.
At this time, Mingyu rushed over, hugged Jiang Yuelong, quickly took out a second-level black bear pill she had left, fed it into her mouth, and said: "Sister Yuelong, how are you?"
Jiang Yuelong turned his head and smiled at her, then closed his eyes and fainted in her arms. At this moment, Mingyu discovered a bloody palm print on her back. The power of the blood flame palm, Hong and Li
You will know what happened to the guards.
At this moment, Old Zhao took out a jade vase from his sleeve, poured out a few pills and drank them. His whole body was filled with blood and brilliance, and his injuries were quickly repairing.
Mingyu also realized that the situation was not good. She put down Jiang Yuelong, glanced at the small courtyard, and sighed: "The good days are always so short!"
Since I can't help him, at least I can't hinder him. She suddenly stabbed her heart with a dagger.
Husband, see you in the next life! This is Mingyu's last thought.
At this moment, a bloody figure flashed out and lightly hit her wrist, causing the dagger to fly out.
Lao Zhao stared at Mingyu and said with a smile: "You can't die. If you are going to die, how will we deal with Lin Feng?"
At this time, although he was still in a very embarrassed state, his injuries had been relieved a lot. What he had just taken was a blood spirit pill that was refined from the essence and blood of living beings. It was a third-level pill, and he took three pills in one mouthful.
Mingyu's expression changed drastically and he was about to bite his tongue and commit suicide.
Lao Zhao pressed his fingers together to seal several of her acupoints, grabbed her shoulders with one hand, and was about to leave.
At this moment, a white figure came at lightning speed, dragging a long afterimage, like a rapidly speeding train.
Lao Zhao was about to threaten Mingyu's life when he suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his mind and lost consciousness for a moment. When he recovered, he found that the hostage in his hand had appeared in the arms of a young man in white.
"Lin Feng!"
He looked shocked and said that something was wrong. He immediately activated the Blood Burning Technique. The blood in his body was like a ignited torch, frantically releasing his own essence and turning it into a steady stream of true energy. Without any hesitation, he fled quickly.
As if teleporting, the figure flashed three feet and arrived at the door. If you look carefully, you will find that there are five slightly illusory afterimages behind him.
With five shadows all over his body, this is such a powerful light skill. But he turned around and ran away without hesitation, which shows that Lin Feng has a great reputation in Netherworld Palace!
Mingyu was about to say that he should not chase after the poor, but found that the figure in front of him had disappeared. It was as if what he had just held was just an illusion.
A moment later, in the corridor outside the yard, Lao Zhao had just breathed a sigh of relief when suddenly a sword blade pierced his throat.
"Congratulations player, you killed the inner disciple of Netherworld Palace and gained 800 energy points and 2560 chivalry points."
Ling Feng had no expression on his face, slowly sheathed his sword, turned around and returned to the courtyard.
At this time, Mingyu quickly pointed at Jiang Yuelong and said: "Save sister Yuelong quickly!"