Emperor of the Tang Dynasty

However, Master Dry Lake was a long-established expert after all. Although he was startled, he did not panic.

"Eat me one more time!"

Nine snakes flicked their fingers and went straight to the legs of the dead lake, while half of the arms of the dead tree were still numb. When they saw the nine snakes, they wanted to start with their legs. Where is the reason not to dodge?

Therefore, he immediately retracted his legs with difficulty, and at the same time slapped the Nine Snakes in the face with the "Poisonous Palm of the Mountain".

I don't want Nine Snakes to see that Master Dry Lake's moves are disordered, so he immediately bullied himself up, and slammed the "Progress Beng Fist" on the chest of Master Dry Lake with great force!

"Boom!"

The Beng Fist was so powerful that the Master of Dry Lake was unprepared, he just felt as if he had been hit by a battering ram in the center of his chest!

Deng!Deng!Deng!

"Four Nine Zeros"

In an instant, a burst of qi and blood in his chest rolled, and he couldn't stand and took a few steps back!

"What a profound inner strength!"

The Master of Dry Lake thought in surprise, he has been famous for so many years, and he has defeated the heroes of the world. He never thought that he would lose a move in the hands of this little woman today? !

"No, I want her to die!"

At the time of the crisis, the man on the dead tree was still thinking about his reputation on the rivers and lakes.

The man on the dead tree pretended to retreat, and at the same time luck stabilized the tumbling blood energy of the meridians around his body, his wrist was reversed, and a few poison darts quietly slipped into his hands!

"What do you think of my work?"

With a single blow, the master, who was known as the first person under the Martial Saint, was repelled. Nine snakes felt a little happy in their hearts and couldn't help asking.

"Very good!"

The Master of Dry Lake praised him repeatedly, and at the same time he folded his hands, as if to congratulate him.

But the fingers suddenly changed, and the arm forced the wrist to slam back, and two silver-black poison darts suddenly rushed out and went straight to the face of the nine snakes!

"what!"

This time it came down quickly and quickly, and the nine snakes had to turn over and dodge, and at the same time stretched out one of the poison darts.

"You also come and see my methods!"

Saying that, the nine snakes used their fingers to reflect the poison dart back. This time, even the master of the dry lake did not expect that the poison dart was directly stuck on the chest!

"Sure enough... run!"

The Master of Dry Lake made up his mind. Although he only fought with Nine Snakes for half a column of incense at this time, when the masters were fighting for their lives, often one or two moves would be able to separate the odds of victory.

Now that he has fallen behind in every move, he knows that he is by no means an opponent of Nine Snakes!

"I hate it! If God can bestow such talent on me, then I would have broken through to the realm of Martial Saint! Thief God, you are so unfair!"

The Master of Dry Lake took two antidote pills with jealousy, and then went straight to the direction of Tang Jun.

There are also two Western Turkic Martial Saints there. As long as they get there, not only will they be safe, but the life of this little girl will definitely be in their hands!

"Shameless old ghost, where are you going?"

Seeing this, the nine snakes jumped up and chased the Master of Dry Lake.

……

Increasingly in the west city, the red light of the setting sun shines on a group of martial arts people above the official road, pulling their shadows long.

On both sides of the road, there is a sea of ​​emerald green forests. As the north blows, the leaves on the trees roll up and down like the ocean.

If there is a poet again, it must be a poem, but these people in the rivers and lakes are all expressionless, and they are not touched by the magnificent natural scene around them.

It was Lei Chenghu and Mo Chengfeng who came, as well as many green forest experts from Western Turks and Baekje!

There are more than ten people in their party. Except for Lei Chenghu and Mo Chengfeng, the rest are well-known players in the Western Turks and Baekje. They are either super-first-class masters who can set up schools, or first-class masters as contemporary heroes!

Among them, Mo Chengfeng is different from the majestic Lei Chenghu. His body is thin and short, his skin is iron black, and he looks like a monkey when he walks on the road.

I saw that his eyes were deeply sunken, his eyebrows were slanted, and his appearance was terrifying. In his hand, there was a strange-looking iron rod, and dozens of iron barbs protruded from the front end of the iron rod.

"Looks like it's somewhere."

Mo Chengfeng looked at the Tang army camp not far away, and couldn't help showing a terrifying smile...

He turned his head and looked at his senior brother and said, "It's just to kill a prince, why do we need our senior brothers to join forces? Just let them go!"

Saying that, Mo Chengfeng stared straight at Qing Snake and the others.

Since he was a child, Mo Chengfeng has been ridiculed by the world because of his ugly appearance, and he has suppressed countless resentments in his heart. Since he has practiced martial arts, he has always spoken strangely, and there are many evil words in his words.

Qing Snake's face was gloomy for a while, but Mo Chengfeng was a martial sage, and his brother Lei Chenghu, who was also a martial sage, was beside him. He really dared not speak.

As far as the strength of this double saint is concerned, even if they look at the world's martial arts, it is difficult for anyone to offend them!

Seeing the unhappy expressions of Qing Snake and others, Lei Chenghu shook his head and sighed in his heart.

"Although Cheng Feng has become a generation of martial arts giants, he is still a child's temper after all!"

Lei Chenghu immediately reprimanded falsely: "Shut up, don't be rude!"