Jin Zhong, who shattered the iron marbles, did not take it lightly. Because of the Eight-Armed Shura, Tang Ren's attack had not yet fallen.

"Little tricks!"

Sure enough, Liu Yun was asked to attack first in order to find a flaw in Jin Zhong.

However, I didn't expect that he would be so good and his defense would be watertight.

Old turtle, you have really found a good apprentice.

It's a pity, just like that, it's still not enough in front of me.

"Eight-armed Shura, dazzling hundreds of flowers."

Tang Ren folded his arms in front of his chest, his voice was like a demon whispering, his chin was slightly raised, like a vajra's angry eyes, and a phantom figure, an eight-armed Shura, appeared behind him.

Each of the eight arms holds a hidden weapon.

Immediately, he pointed his hand, and thirty-six hidden weapons, mixed with whistling sounds that broke through the air, hit him around him in various incredible arcs.

"clang!"

When Jin Zhong saw this, he was horrified, so he activated the golden bell to cooperate with the lion's roar to form a wave of wave wall to resist the attack of hidden weapons.

However, the sound wave only slowed down the speed of the hidden weapon a little.

Tang Ren quickly changed his gestures, and the hidden weapon broke through the sound wave extremely lightly, just like silk facing scissors, quickly separated.

"Zizzi! Bah!"

Thirty-six hidden weapons collided with the golden bell one after another, and locked in a stalemate with it, emitting sharp piercing sounds and sparks.

"Hmph, you still dare to resist?"

Tang Ren, who was controlling the hidden weapon, felt resistance and pointed at the center of his eyebrows. A golden awl flew out from his eyebrows and swooped over with extremely powerful power.

As soon as the golden awl appeared, Jin Zhong's heart skipped a beat. He knew that if he was hit, he would either die or be disabled.

"Ha! Open!"

The golden bell shook violently, holding the thirty-six hidden weapons for just one breath, while he put away the golden bell and jumped up.

The whole body was covered with golden light, and the cone hit the ground, raising smoke and dust several feet high.

Tang Ren smiled slightly, pointed his finger upward, and eight hidden weapons of different shapes flew out from the smoke.

"Ding Ling Ding Cang!"

Jin Zhong couldn't dodge in mid-air, so he could only rely on this golden body to resist.

Using both fists and elbows, he narrowly blocked the two most deadly hidden weapons. Even so, he felt that his bones had cracked.

Of the remaining six, he twisted around to avoid two more, but four of them still hit each other and penetrated his body.

The injuries to the left shoulder blade and right thigh were not bad, and two transparent holes were opened in the chest. Fortunately, they were evaded in time and no important organs were injured.

"Ahem, poof!"

Jin Zhong fell on the roof of the street shop like a kite with its string broken, and his huge body directly smashed through the roof.

There are so many injuries these days.

He coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood from his mouth and nose, wiped it a few times, and jumped to the roof along the big hole in the roof.

At this time, Tang Ren had already taken back the mandarin duck fan and held it in his hand, while the golden cone was floating beside him.

The two looked at each other in the air, Jin Zhong turned his palm and swallowed a pill.

This elixir was given to him by the elders when he first achieved his magical power, but he didn't expect that someone could actually force him to take it.

"Senior, who are you? Why is your golden awl so similar to our Vajra Sect's technique?"

"Is it similar? Ask your old turtle."

Just when Tang Ren wanted to take action again, a shocking explosion swept over him.

The two of them looked closely and saw the aftermath of the battle between Tang Qingfeng and Dugu Xiu.

"I will spare your life today."

Tang Ren, who put away his mandarin duck fan, originally wanted to stay here

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The other party, but I was thinking about Tang Qingfeng's situation in my heart, so I had to give up.

He stepped on the golden awl under his feet and left quickly. Liuyun on the side saw his master leaving and jumped after him in a daze.

"No, Xiuxiu?"

At that moment, Jin Zhong felt as if he was being stared at by a hundred venomous snakes, unable to move at all.

Now, when that man left, his target was the place where Dugu Xiu fought. He could have escaped just like that.

But after thinking about it for a while, Jin Zhong chose to go over and grab the lonely show, which also paid off the favor he owed last night.

...

The huge explosion instantly moved all the houses within ten feet to the ground.

The shock wave also affected Dugu Xiu. The shock wave broke through the protection of the light curtain, and his figure flew backwards five or six feet away as if he had been struck by electricity.

His body smashed the tiles on the roof to pieces, and after sliding for a few more feet, he was embedded in a large hole made by the roof. The yellow lotus above his head fell on his chest, and its luster dimmed and gradually disappeared.

Already.

Then, a figure flew out from the explosion cloud. His originally beautiful golden wings now became tattered.

I saw him landing on the eaves of the street with difficulty. Several of his ribs were broken, and I could only cover it with my hands to prevent it from moving.

"Ahem, wow!"

Even in his current state, he still wanted to destroy the enemy, so he held himself up and took a few steps forward.

But it affected the displaced internal organs, and he coughed up a line of blood, which was left on the ground along the eaves.

Tang Ren arrived in an instant, placing his fingers on his pulse.

"Qingfeng, you can't hit me anymore, or you will get the root of the disease."

Afterwards, Tang Ren ignored his objections and gave him a healing pill several times.

"Uncle Ren, you can't let go, the enemy is..."

Tang Qingfeng took the pill and fell asleep quickly.

Tang Ren nodded, but when he looked up, there was only a big hole there.

There was no sign of anyone, and it seemed that someone had dragged him away from the room below.

After retracting his gaze, Tang Ren sighed. Fortunately, the blocking mission was completed.

Picked up his body and flew towards the Tang family.

Liuyun just felt that his master was moving away again, and a look of impatience flashed in his brows, but it soon disappeared and he ran towards Tang's house again.

...

The battle within the Tang family was about to break out after they left.

The life-and-death fight between the guards and the ghost-faced man gradually spread from the Tang family to the streets.

In the blink of an eye, several streets were filled with the sounds of killing and the strong smell of blood.

Because Tang Zhuosheng was obsessed with business and skills such as Qimen Dunjia, it can be said that most of the expansion of the Tang family's business in recent years was due to him, so he neglected martial arts training.

Now, his strength has just broken through to the fourth level.

But among the ghost-faced people, he is already outstanding, so when fighting with him, he is quite impressive.

The black iron ghost-faced man could not survive a round under his hands. Some of the bronze ghost-faced men were already at the third level. If there were five or six of them, they could fight for a fight.

But the guards guarded him tightly and would not let Tang Zhuosheng have too many opportunities to perform.

"kindness?"

Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, followed by a series of sonic booms.

"Qiuzhi, you are confused." He murmured, and he noticed that the breath of Qiuzhi in the air was quickly disappearing.

Tang Zhuosheng's knees weakened and he almost fell to the ground. What greeted him at this moment was the scimitar of the Ghost-Faced Man.

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The guards had no time to react and saw the scimitar slashing at the defenseless second-in-command of the Tang family.

"Pah! Pah!"

The crisis suddenly arose, and a silver needle pierced the elbow of the ghost-faced man, causing him to stop holding the scimitar in his hand.

When Tang Zhuosheng woke up, he was startled and hurriedly landed a palm on the chest of the ghost-faced man beside him, slapping him away.

Looking in the direction where the needle came from, it turned out that Tang Xuanxuan had succeeded.

She felt his gaze and nodded to him, but she didn't have time to talk for long because she was being pestered by a woman.
To be continued...