Dragon Vein Martial God

In the big room, Zhao Chengxing and another man, both inside and outside, were worried that the leaked news of Jiangting would lead to great disaster.

"Yes, we can't trust our lives on others." a woman with half a mask and half a mask nodded.

After a while of discussion, everyone here looked into the depths of Dawu. An old man with white hair but hale and hearty spirit.

The old man pondered for a moment and said, "well... Organize people to kill him tomorrow night. Zhao Baofa, tomorrow night, you will lead the team. Xu Baofa, you organize people to isolate the street. Don't leak your tracks."

"I see..."

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The next day, dusk.

It was dark, but there was a heavy smell in the streets, and there were very few pedestrians. Even if there was, it was a hurry.

Jiang Ting lay at the door, his sight sometimes swept across the street and shook his head silently.

Sure enough, the so-called green dragon Gang took revenge.

Seeing that he didn't leave, he went straight into the city to attack and kill... It's also bad luck.

His thoughts flashed and were soon suppressed... He didn't care very much. Some ordinary martial arts people couldn't hurt him even if they surrounded and suppressed him.

What he was thinking was that it was more reasonable how many injuries he should suffer after the siege began.

Wen Si can't do it without damaging him... The problem is that if he behaves too much, the devil may see through his reality.

I'm also worried that if the performance is too good, if the demon Xiu is interested in him... Once that time comes, he can only fight back. I'm afraid he can only declare the surveillance failure.

Therefore, the size needs to be grasped.

In Jiang Ting's meditation, night soon fell.

Countless shops closed one after another without even a lantern... Many yards closed early and began to sleep.

The only thing that hasn't been closed is Jiangting's unknown grain and oil store.

Xu Shi passed, Hai Shi Chu.

"Step on step..." the sound of hurried footsteps came from the front and back of the street.

Jiang Ting's ears moved, slowly got up and clenched his fists.

Maybe it was because there was a lot of noise. The demon Xiu ran to the wall again and began to watch the play... Jiang Ting couldn't see it without using his mind and mana.

It can only be detected through perception. The devil repair is at the top of the wall.

I like watching plays, don't I? Jiang Ting secretly decided that when he found the stronghold and broke it, he would let him know who was watching the play and who regarded who as the actor!

About ten years later.

Zhao Chengxing, who left two days ago, arrived in front of the store with more than ten people... Men and women.

Zhao Chengxing took the knife and said with a smile, "it seems that you have been prepared."

Jiang Ting also said with a smile, "it seems that you have a miracle doctor in the green dragon sect. The bones have been connected so quickly."

Then he shook his head slightly: "Mr. Fu just came here to seek a quiet peace. He doesn't want to mix the right and wrong of the Jianghu. He just wants to quit the Jianghu and live in seclusion. Why do you have to fight with Mr. Fu?"

After saying that, Jiang Ting exerted himself on his limbs.

With a bang, his coat burst open, revealing that Jiang Ting had disguised himself, with big arms, round waist and strong muscles.

"Quit the Jianghu?"

After a pause, Zhao Chengxing shook his head slightly: "you are really wronged. You have suffered an unexpected disaster. I deeply sympathize with you... It's a pity..."

"Where there are people, there is the Jianghu. The word exit... How to leave the Jianghu if you don't die? Do it." a woman dressed as a Taoist suddenly opened her mouth.

Then, the people had a tacit understanding and rushed towards the Jiangting at the same time.

There are knives, guns, sticks and sticks.

Jiang Ting is not interested in the so-called Jianghu... But he also knows that this surveillance may become troublesome.

Even if these people are pushed back today, there will be another wave.

The right thing to do is to leave here. Unfortunately... I can't leave.

At the same time, Jiang Ting looked up and said, "I hurt you. I think you'll give up."

Facing the attack of knives, guns and sticks, Jiang Ting stood quietly in place.

"Bang Bang..." many weapons hit Jiang Ting everywhere.

There are many gaps in many weapons.

"How is it possible?" the people who took the shot changed greatly.

"Do you still want to do it?"

After that, Jiang Ting looked at the many weapons against his body and said, "we all know the horizontal training method I practice. Unfortunately, you don't know that your weapons can't break my defense at all..... To tell the truth, I wouldn't bother to hide if it wasn't for the pain when knives, guns, sticks and sticks were added."

A black faced man shouted, "arrogant, what's the use of practicing martial arts horizontally when you are short of internal Qi and under the axe?"

All people, one after another.

"It seems that we can't talk about it. In that case..." at last, Jiang Ting's eyes showed a cold light.

If demon Xiu hadn't been there watching the play, he wouldn't have bothered to talk nonsense with these people... Now the nonsense is finished and it's time to do it.

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Tianlan, I don't know where.

One, underground grottoes.

In the grottoes, a huge fire half a Zhang in size cut through the center of the grottoes and burned quietly.

There is a small hole in the corner of the grottoes. Inside, there are many corpses of female immortals piled up like garbage, many of which even emit a bad smell of corpses.

If it had not been for the closure of the entrance, I'm afraid the smell would have come out long ago.

In the large Grottoes where the fire was burning, Xia Houping stood alone beside the fire. There were no living people around. He was the only one, quietly and in some way, constantly exerting his magic power towards the fire.

A long time.

A dark, invisible face suddenly appeared above the fire, and the flame suddenly turned purple.

Xia Houping bowed: "father."

"What's the change in the form recently?" the dark face opened slowly.

The voice is dull and inaudible.

Xia Houping responded softly: "as in the past, the four sides scuffle... However, the support of Qiushui Pavilion is getting stronger and stronger. It will continue for up to three years. Unless Heiyu Pavilion continues to make efforts, otherwise, I'm afraid my evil way will fall to the disadvantage. I don't know how prepared my father is?"

The face continued to murmur: "three years, not enough... I will send more people and urge Yin to leave the crazy woman..."

After telling the story for a while, his face and voice turned: "I heard that you have failed to revenge and wash away the shame!"

Xia Houping bowed his head and said sadly, "father, that man is too cautious. He hasn't heard any news for more than three years after the evil dragon square..."

"I told you from urination that the process is not important, the important thing is the result!"

With a cold hum, your face scattered: "your behavior in Tianlan represents being a father, just a mole ant. You have failed again and again. Hum... Don't let your father continue to be disappointed!"

Purple flame, return to normal color.

Xia Hou's face sank, slowly clenched his fist, and his green tendons burst: "Jiangting..."

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Bing YangGuo, Anxian county.

Jiang Ting is panting on the edge of the wall beside the street. There are nearly 20 blood marks and various wounds on his body surface. Nearby