"Death to me!" Xiao Tiezhu circulated Bodhi Qi in his other hand, turning it into a big golden hand.
This is the magic-slapping hand in the hand of the Tathagata Great Sun.
The devil-slapping hand carried a powerful force, and Thunder struck out. At the moment when the devil screamed, he slapped the devil's head with a slap, sending the devil flying away.
A scream came from Li Gui's throat.
"Hoo ho!"
A figure appeared next to the ghost like lightning. It was the green-haired monster. No, the green hair on the green-haired monster disappeared at this moment. He turned into a middle-aged man in torn clothes. The middle-aged man held one hand
Swing out.
A flame spread out.
The flame was sky blue and had no burning temperature.
It directly hit the Li Gui's body, and the Li Gui suddenly let out a violent scream and was slapped away again.
"The Sword of the King!" The middle-aged man shouted loudly, and with a wave of his hand, he grabbed the Sword of the King in Xiao Tiezhu's hand. Suddenly, the Sword of the King in Xiao Tiezhu's hand was taken away by a strong force and fell into the middle-aged man's hand.
The middle-aged man was holding the King's Sword, and the King's Sword burst out with terrifying power at this moment.
The sword was swung out, and the aura of destruction swept out. The sword light struck the fierce ghost one after another, and the fierce ghost screamed again and again.
"die!"
The middle-aged man spoke like thunder, and the King's Sword in his hand shot out of the air, and stabbed the fierce ghost in the chest. The fierce ghost rolled on the ground in pain, and streams of green smoke gradually came out of his body.
, the figure of the same fierce ghost gradually faded.
It disappeared after a moment, and the King's Sword fell on the ground.
The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around and looked at Xiao Tiezhu, and found that Xiao Tiezhu's breath was extremely weak. He hurriedly came to Xiao Tiezhu's side and shouted: "Little brother, little brother, are you okay?"
"Damn it!" Xiao Tiezhu cursed weakly: "Try how it feels to have your heart broken!"
After saying that, Xiao Tiezhu sat down on the ground and began to circulate Bodhi Qi to heal his injuries. His heart was scratched and his heart veins were severely damaged.
If it had been anyone else, they would have died long ago.
The middle-aged man glanced at Xiao Tiezhu in surprise, pondered for a moment and said, "Since this little brother has a way to heal his wounds, I won't bother you anymore. Thank you very much for saving your life this time." After saying this, the middle-aged man took a few steps back and said,
Sitting cross-legged on the ground, his flesh shell was festering, he had a rotten aura, and his injuries were serious.
Xiao Tiezhu nodded slightly and immediately devoted himself to healing the injury.
Bodhi's true energy flowed throughout his body, nourishing his fleshy shell.
While Xiao Tiezhu was recovering from his injuries in this underground tomb, in the northernmost region of China, where it snowed all year round and was extremely cold, there was a mountain named Poison Mountain.
Poison Mountain is hundreds of miles in radius, and all kinds of rare medicinal materials and poisons grow on the mountain.
This is the seat of the Hades Sect, which is also a major force in China and has huge influence in the Northeast underground world and Northeast Asia.
The seat of the Hades Sect is on the central peak of Poison Mountain.
There is a flat place on the central peak of Poison Mountain, about a thousand meters in radius, which is a small airport. The airport is specially designed to park helicopters, and there are helicopters parked on it.
At this moment, there were two people standing at the airport. Each of them was wearing a woolen coat and sunglasses.
One of them is a middle-aged man, and the other is a young man with a flattering expression.
The middle-aged man looked majestic, like someone who had held great power for a long time. There was an intimidating aura in his movements. There was a snowflake mark on his eyebrows. This snowflake mark was very strange, with a hint of blood.
This middle-aged man is none other than Dong Minghe, the elder of the Poison Sect, a strong man at the martial arts level.
"Elder, what kind of guest is here today?" the young man asked, "I need the elder to greet him personally."
"You'll know when you get here." Dong Minghe stood with his hands behind his hands and said calmly: "Don't you have a call from Mingsheng yet?"
"No, I haven't contacted him yet." The young man explained: "Maybe Ming Sheng is practicing in seclusion these days."
"This is best." Dong Minghe looked into the void and sighed.
"Elder, don't worry. With the strength of the Nether Saint, even the strong ones in the martial arts do not want to provoke him easily." The young man sneered and said: "And with the identity of our Nether Poison Sect, no one dares to get into trouble easily."
"Ming Jue, you are wrong. There are many big forces in this world, many." Dong Minghe stood with his hands behind his hands and said, "There are many people who are not afraid of my Ming Du Sect."
"Elder, has something happened?" Dong Mingjue glanced at Dong Minghe in confusion and asked.
"That's right." Dong Minghe stood with his hands behind his hands and sighed: "Someone called and said that something happened to Saint Ming. You can't reach me on the phone now. It seems that something must have happened." When he said this, Dong Minghe's face darkened, and his face turned gloomy.
There was a terrifying murderous intent on his face.
"Who is looking for trouble with him?" Dong Mingjue said with a gloomy expression.
"I don't know, okay, don't talk. These people who are friends with Dong Mingsheng will be here soon." Dong Minghe looked at the distant sky: "Count the time, it's almost time."
"Yes, elder!" Dong Minggue said respectfully.
Dong Mingsheng looked at the sky in silence, his face changing constantly, and his fists clenched tightly.
Five minutes later, the sound of propellers came from the sky. A helicopter landed on the airport. The cabin door opened and a young man walked out. Among them were Tian Buhui, Luo Wuhen and others.
These are the young and powerful people of Donghai City.
But these people were all following a young man. This young man was dressed in ordinary clothes and had dull eyes, but his movements revealed a arrogant and domineering air.
The young man is none other than the mysterious Mr. Long.
"Young Master Long!" Dong Minghe laughed loudly and immediately went to greet him.
"Elder Ming, you are so polite, allowing you to come here in person." Young Master Long laughed, with a sunny smile on his face.
"Young Master Long is joking. You have traveled thousands of miles to come here, how can I wait so long?" Dong Minghe smiled politely and said: "Let's go, let's go to the hotel first. I'm going to wash away the dust for Young Master Long."
"Elder Ming, no need, I'm just here to handle one thing." Young Master Long turned around and looked at Tian Buhui and Luo Wuhen and said, "You two, carry Dong Mingsheng down!"
"Okay, Master Long!" Tian Buhui and Luo Wuhen turned around and boarded the helicopter.
"Young Master Long, what happened to Ming Sheng?" Dong Minghe looked at Young Master Long with an expressionless expression.
"To be honest, Mingsheng is dead." Young Master Long said calmly: "I hope Elder Dong will mourn and be obedient!"
"What? He's dead?" Dong Minghe trembled when he heard this, his face turned livid, and he stared at Young Master Long with horrifying eyes.
"Young Master Long, what do you mean?" Dong Mingjue said with a gloomy face: "Dong Mingsheng is fine, what happened?"
Young Master Long heard this with a smile still on his face and said: "Elder Ming, is this how you treat guests? Brother Ming Sheng was killed by others, and I had no time to stop him. From the time he was killed to
Now, I have been tracking the person who killed him."
"Ming Jue!" Dong Minghe scolded: "You have no right to speak here!"
"Yes, elder!" Dong Minggue said respectfully and immediately stopped talking.
"Please tell Major General Long his experience in detail." Dong Minghe stared at Master Long and said.
"I wasn't there at the time, they were here, wait a moment." Mr. Long said calmly, and immediately turned around and looked at the helicopter.
Two people walked out of the helicopter, it was Luo Wuhen and Tian Buhui. These two people were carrying a crystal coffin. There was ice in the coffin, and there was a corpse placed on top of the ice. It was Dong Mingsheng's corpse.
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"Sheng Ming!" Dong Minghe looked sad when he saw this corpse. Dong Mingsheng was his son.
Dong Mingsheng came to the coffin, opened the coffin board, and looked at Dong Mingsheng's body.
"He used the forbidden technique!" Dong Minghe stared at Dong Mingsheng's body and said: "He used the forbidden technique. His cultivation level is comparable to that of a strong man in the martial arts field, coupled with the domineering power of my Mingdu Sect's true energy.
, even ordinary martial arts experts can't do anything to him, who killed him?"
"Elder Ming, let's see for yourself." Young Master Long immediately threw a mobile phone to Dong Minghe.
Dong Minghe took the phone and opened the video on the phone. It was the scene and process of the fight between Dong Mingsheng and Xiao Tiezhu.
"After Brother Dong acted at that time, he wanted to rest for a while and come back to heal his injuries, but he unexpectedly died suddenly." Young Master Long said with a guilty look on his face: "Elder Ming, I'm really sorry, I didn't protect the brothers around me!"
Young Master Long looked sad when he spoke, and his tone was extremely sincere, as if he was really sad for Dong Mingsheng's death.
"Elder Ming, I'm sorry!" Tian Buhui, Luo Wuhen and others also apologized.
"It's not your fault." Dong Minghe said with a trace of Xiao Suo in his tone: "There is a world outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. I never expected that there is such a genius. Ming Sheng's defeat was not unjust. Xiao Tiezhu, Xiao Tiezhu, the power of the Western Region."
"Elder Ming, don't worry, we will definitely avenge Brother Dong." Long Shao, Tian Buhui, Luo Wuhen and others expressed their expressions one after another, with murderous look on their faces, filled with endless hatred, and they wanted to find him right now.
Xiao Tiezhu takes revenge.
"Don't get involved in this matter. The Poison Sect will definitely ask for an explanation." Dong Minghe said with a sinister murderous intent on his face: "Kill, kill, kill!" Dong Minghe roared three times and then one
Louder than a roar, the roar shook the Poison Mountain.
"My condolences to Elder Ming, please be patient." Young Master Long advised with sadness on his face.
"My condolences to Elder Ming, please obey!" Tian Buhui and others also advised him one after another.
"Ming Jue, arrange for the young men and women to rest!" Dong Minghe took a deep breath, seeming to suppress the grief and murderous intention in his heart.
"Please, young masters!" Ming Jue stepped forward and greeted.
"Thank you Elder Ming for your kindness, we won't disturb you." Young Master Long said apologetically: "Brother Dong's matter must be brought to justice. Xiao Tiezhu has gone to Africa now, so we will go to Africa to deal with this matter now."
"Thank you very much, Mr. Long." Dong Minghe nodded and said, "Ming Jue will send Mr. Long and the others."
"Yes!" Dong Mingjue said respectfully, and immediately walked towards Young Master Long and others.
Young Master Long and others still looked sad and boarded the helicopter one after another and left.