Everything was completely in his own plan. Tianlang sneered and continued to move forward: "It seems that I can only capture three of them first, and then slowly think of ways to let you do it."

Before Tianlang finished speaking, his whole body rushed up like lightning. This time, a scimitar held by Ma Lao Er who had just been clicked to the ground was added in his hand. More than thirty swords were slashed out in an instant, and the air that had just cooled a little suddenly became hot again.

The three brothers of the Ma family knew that there was no way out, so they rubbed their bodies in front of them. The wind-controlled sword technique had a strange and shrill whistling sound, flashing with a little cold light, without any dragging mud, and directly headed towards the vital points of Tianlang's upper, middle and lower routes. The three of them instantly turned into three rotating apertures, and the bitter sword energy left scratches deep and inch deep on the walls of the alleyway.

The Tianlang used a fast sword, which was the wood-burning knife technique from the Sanqingguan in Huangshan. This knife technique emphasizes the rapid development of the knife. When you practice it to great success, you can split a big tree and let the wood catch fire. Therefore, this name is similar to this wind-controlling knife technique.

However, the wind-controlling sword technique is evil and vicious, and it is not merciless to take action without leaving behind the move. It is exuding a sense of evil spirit, which is not as impressive as the Taoist authentic wood-burning sword technique.

Vaggingly, the sword energy of Tianlang's sword dance brought a bit of red light, forming a sharp contrast with the white light of the Ma family's three wolf's. Suddenly, the red light and two balls of white light collided head-on, and with a "ding" sound, the figure suddenly parted.

The two brothers of the Ma family looked pale and retreated more than ten steps backwards. The masked scars on their faces were shattered into inches by the sword energy, revealing two ugly faces with scars and big beards. Three-pointed ones look like humans, and seven-pointed ones look like evil ghosts in hell.

Tianlang stopped his hand. He didn't expect that the Ma brothers were so ugly. He was stunned at first, and then immediately understood and smiled: "It turns out that you are actually this kind of respectful face. No wonder you have to cover your face all day long and dare not see anyone."

One of the people whose face towel was cut off was the boss of the Ma family. He gritted his teeth and shouted: "All those who have seen our true faces will die!"

Tianlang replied disdainfully: "Although the skills of the three of you are good, you also know that they are not the opponents. I only want to save people this time, but I don't want to make a big fight. Let me take Zhan Mubai away and save your life. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."

As Tianlang said this, he suddenly hit a huge rock on one side, and a loud "boom" sound. In the place where the smoke and dust were scattered, he saw this huge rock with a height of 1,000 pounds, being hit like powder and sprinkled all over the ground.

The Ma brothers looked at each other in an instant, and the fierce flames disappeared without a trace. They were all masters, and they knew if they had any at once. Although the three of them had sharp sword skills, their internal strength was not top-notch. The person who came just showed such a skill, obviously only could he have opened up at least six top masters of the Great Zhoutian meridians. The Ma brothers who had just opened up a Great Zhoutian meridian could never match it.

Moreover, the wood-burning sword technique of the visitor was also from the 72 unique skills of Shaolin. Later, the martial arts masterpiece was improved by Huangshan Sanqing Temple and the power was not inferior to his own wind-controlling sword technique. In this narrow space, the combined attack sword array of his four brothers could not be used, and he was really not sure of fighting with the visitor.

So Boss Ma pondered for a moment and said, "Look at your kung fu, even in the Central Plains martial arts world, is the master of the Huo Lianzi Temple of the Sanqing Temple the Lord, is the master of the Master of the Master?"

Tianlang shook his head: "Although this wood-burning knife technique comes from the Sanqing Temple, it may not necessarily mean that only the Sanqing Temple can do it. For example, the traitor Huo Songzi of the Sanqing Temple is now in your heroic sect. He can even have a few moves of the Supreme Six Yangs and Soft Sword of the Sanqing Temple. What can this mean? You don't have to spend time guessing my identity, you just need to answer whether I fight or be harmonious."

Boss Ma said in a voice: "Your Excellency, don't bully people too much. There are rules for helping you. Even if you kill four of us, you will not be able to get out of this place. At that time, the Lord and the Lord will definitely avenge us! If you know the truth now, we can let you go and not pursue your crime of trespassing into the important place of my heroic door!"

Tianlang sighed. From beginning to end, there was no expression on his human skin mask. He muttered helplessly: "It seems that he can only speak with a knife!" Before he finished speaking, Tianlang's eyes turned red again, and his powerful aura burst out instantly. This time, he was not polite anymore. He took action as the starting style of Tianlang's sword technique "Tianlang appears in the world".

Boss Ma and the other three saw only a red arc, and slowly rushed towards their faces, carrying a breath of death without any vitality, which made their hearts numb. Although there was a cell behind them, this powerful knife intent made their legs seem to have roots on the ground, and they could not move at all.

The three of them were first-class experts. They knew that this knife was terrible and could not get rid of it without fighting head-on. So the three of them shouted together, and their skills were increased to 120%. The white shirt on their bodies suddenly bulged like an airbag. Ma Laosan and Ma Laosi, who were standing on the left and right, put their hands on the back of Ma Laoda, who was standing in the middle, and Ma Laoda's face suddenly turned red and was about to drip bleeding brightly.

The red sword energy slowly pushed into front of Boss Ma. Wherever he passed, the bricks and stones protruding on the walls around him fell like dust. Boss Ma gritted his teeth and roared, and slashed out with a flat sword. A gust of wind was rolled up from the ground, and a blue-black sword energy similar to a tornado formed instantly, rolling up the dust and gravel on the ground, and quickly rushed towards the red sword energy.

The two sword auras met in the air, and with a "bang", it sounded like a thunder thunder. He lay on the ground, and was more than ten feet away from the collision between the sword auras. He felt his whole heart thrust out of his throat. Then it was like a thousand gongs roaring in his ears, and his ears were bleeding.

In the smoke and dust, I saw the Ma brothers lying on the ground one by one, with blood flowing from the corners of their mouths and chests undulating violently. Although Habuli was not able to understand internal skills, he had seen many internal masters fighting like this. Seeing this, the Ma brothers all suffered severe internal injuries and could not move. Ma Lao Er, who had acupuncture in the distance, lay down on the ground, motionless, and did not know whether it was death or life.

Tianlang still stood proudly. He looked at the Ma brothers lying on the ground. The knives on the three of them disappeared, broken into steel strips, and the stone walls on both sides were everywhere. The fourth son of the Ma family was also hit by two on the thighs, with blood flowing, but he was unable to get up to bandage and stop the bleeding.
Chapter completed!