If Meng Poyi was real, it was equivalent to giving the signal to the two White Dragon Guards to attack. The order they received was to kill the Wuhun members and control the instrument. In fact, they were sure of it. The two of them slid down and rushed towards the White Dragon Guard with whistles.
The two big men with martial arts turned their palms out and clasped a blue dagger without knowing it. They lunged forward, and the deadly blade cut towards the big man's throat.
The knife is a poison-quenching, life-killing knife that seals the throat at the sight of blood. The two White Dragon Guards seemed to have foreseen the opponent's fate the moment they drew the sword. In their eyes, the two martial spirit men were not worthy of being called opponents at all. Some of them used their knives to kill chickens.
But the next second they understood one thing, there was another knife waiting to kill these two poor chickens.
Whoosh - the sword flashed like a sudden glimpse, and the necks of the two White Dragon Guards who thought too highly of themselves felt a slight chill. Then they felt the air pouring into their necks from the outside, and a stream of liquid that broke through the skin without restraint.
It rushed, merged with the air and sprayed wantonly, dyeing both of their pupils red.
King Ping Ping, who was disguised as Tong Qianzhan, held a short knife in his hand. It was the Hongming Knife. This knife was lent to him by Xu Qing this morning for temporary use. It was so sharp that it could kill people without even staining half of their blood. It cut two people with one knife.
Unexpectedly, the neck of the White Dragon Guard was almost half broken. The two of them only had time to pinch their throats with their backhands before they fell on their backs in a pool of blood.
Almost at the same second when the attack was launched here, Xu Qing saw what happened with his clairvoyant eyes, but he did not show any surprise. His eyes were firmly locked on Long Fengyang opposite him, and the five fingers of his right palm were clasped tightly on the hilt of the sword.
, the tip of his little finger flicked lightly inadvertently, and the tip of the sword that pointed at the opponent's Adam's apple never moved forward an inch.
Long Fengyang smiled indifferently and said in a low voice: "Xu Gongfeng, you can draw your sword. I can't dodge your sword, but you can't win this time. Look behind you."
Xu Qing did not look back. He had already seen the situation behind him. Figures holding sharp blades flashed out from the dense forest beside the lake. In the blink of an eye, they had surrounded the Wuhun people on three sides, leaving only one side that could lead directly to the lake. If you wanted to
There is only one way to escape by water.
Xu Qing didn't panic. There was a cold arc at the corner of his mouth, and he said in a cold voice: "It's a little early to talk about winning or losing. How about I ask you to listen." At this point, he stretched out his hand and pressed behind the ear.
Pressing the button, he shouted in a deep voice: "No. 3!"
There was no response. Everyone including Long Fengyang on the other side was confused. No one knew what the number three meant, except for one person, that was Bolin. He was the one who made the remote control. He didn't expect it to be like this.
Will use it soon.
A trace of doubt flashed in Long Fengyang's eyes. He didn't understand what the special meaning of Xu Qing's call "No. 3" was in vain? Could it be referring to the date or some other important person? Just as he was making random guesses, the cell phone in his pocket rang.
He quickly took it out and took a look, the expression on his face suddenly changed, and he dialed his cell phone in front of several people to listen to the call, because the caller was none other than the sect owner Long Jiuzhou, and the call from him must have been
There are extremely important things.
Sure enough, Long Fengyang's expression turned solemn after listening to the phone call for two minutes. He did not hang up the phone, but directly asked Xu Qing loudly: "How many bombs have you buried in Longmen?"
Xu Qing said calmly: "Do you think I will be stupid enough to expose the location of the bomb? But I can blow the entire gantry to the ground in one minute. Now I will give you one." As soon as the voice changed, he suddenly
He shouted a number in a deep voice: "Number eight!"
Boom - There was a muffled sound from the microphone of Long Fengyang's mobile phone. The sound was not loud, but it could be clearly transmitted to the ears of him and the two Purple Dragon Guards. They were almost certain that another part of the station had been opened by a bomb.
Now, no one dares to act rashly anymore, because they all know that taking action will never be as fast as speaking.
The button in Long Fengyang's hand was never used. Two clusters of dancing flames flashed in his angry eyes, as if he was going to roast Xu Qing to death with the rage gushing out of his eyes. All the initiative lies here.
All were lost in an instant. If the thousand-year foundation of Longmen was destroyed like this, they would have no shame to see their ancestors even if they died underground.
"What on earth do you want? A dignified semi-sacred warrior actually committed such a despicable act of burning houses and exterminating clans!" Long Fengyang finally couldn't help but cursed, but this level of swearing seemed a bit too polite.
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Xu Qing didn't accept his trick at all. He kept pointing the dagger in his palm and said coldly: "Despicable? Who told me to look behind you just now? There are only two ways in front of you now, or I will take the whole thing now
The dragon gate will be blown to the ground. Either you go back with me and choose one within ten seconds!"
"Okay, I choose..." Long Fengyang gritted his teeth and smiled, sliding an oval button from each palm of his hands, and said coldly: "The Dragon Gate can be destroyed, but it can be broken and then rebuilt!"
Before he finished speaking, two buttons made a soft sound when they touched the ground. Two bright and dazzling white lights expanded instantly. The billowing gray smoke rising from the ground covered an area of five meters in radius. Some of the smoke even connected to the lake.
On the other side, no one could be seen in the thick smoke. Perhaps a thrilling fight was going on among them.
The Dragon Guards who originally surrounded everyone waved their weapons and launched an offensive. They had only one target, Meng Poyi. All the Dragon Guards rushed to Meng Poyi's position without fear of death. With their large number of people, they actually killed the killing machine-like King Ping Ping.
After blocking it, three burly Golden Dragon Guards rushed to Meng Poyi's side, clasped the instrument with their palms, lifted it up together, and backed away as quickly as possible.
Just retreating, the time is too short, the scene looks chaotic but in fact the advance and retreat are orderly. More than 120 Dragon Guards used nearly a hundred people to block the strongest King of Ping, except for the three Golden Dragon Guards who grabbed the instrument, the others were responsible.
After cutting off, the instrument was separated from Wuhun and everyone with lightning speed by several meters.
Just at this moment, the thick smoke over there was blown away by the wind. Xu Qing stood blankly by the lake with Long Yuan Sword in his hand. In front of him were two old men, two Purple Dragon Guards. They had just fought at the moment when the smoke was rising.
With Long Fengyang's arms, they quickly flew towards the lake, but the poison-quenched dagger always escaped them. The moment they were hit by the dagger, they used all their strength to throw Long Fengyang to the lake, and they were instantly poisoned and died.
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Xu Qing is still not sure whether the sword just cut through Long Fengyang's back, but one thing is certain. The three of them were in a straight line at that time. At that time, the sword swept over and there was no time to take a closer look. The poison-quenching Long Yuan
The sword saw blood sealing his throat, and the sword was swept out with all his strength out of desperation, almost cutting off the spines of the two Purple Dragon Guards. Even if there was no poison on the sword edge, the two Purple Dragon Guards would still be dead.