After listening to Tang Mang's words, Tang Zhengde roared: "You little beast, you, you are so young, how can you have such thoughts?"
He never dreamed that Tang Mang was hiding his clumsiness in the meeting hall that day, and he didn't notice it at all.
Tang Mang sneered and showed no intention of answering. He moved in front of Tang Zhengde and kicked him out.
"I will fight with you."
At the critical moment, Tang Zhengde roared again and again, barely punched, and fought back. Unfortunately, his strength was not as strong as Tang Mang's. With a click, his entire right arm was kicked off, blood and flesh spattered, and he screamed in pain.
Take advantage of his illness and kill him!
After reading the various experiences of Sword Maniac, Tang Mang understood that it would be better not to fight. If he fights, he cannot give the enemy any breathing space. Otherwise, if he doesn't kill the snake, he may be bitten again.
So he had no intention of stopping. Lightning flew up with a few kicks and cracked several times, smashing Tang Zhengde's left arm and knees.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
All four limbs were lost, Tang Zhengde's face was twisted in pain, and he screamed, "Little beast, you have to die well, you have to die well."
"Humph, you will die first." Tang Mang sneered.
Seeing Tang Mang's face full of murderous intent, Tang Zhengde became a little scared, "You dare to do this to me, do you want to rebel?"
"Haha, rebellion?"
Tang Mang seemed to have heard a big joke, but his voice was cold and ruthless, and he sneered: "Tang Zhengde, Tang Zhengde, are you not an idiot? This place is remote and is a good place to kill people. If I kill you, who knows who I am?"
for?"
"you……"
Tang Zhengde's lips trembled, and his face was extremely frightened.
Tang Mang's eyes were filled with murderous intent and he said coldly: "Also, I forgot to tell you that your son Tang Fang wanted to kill me. Although he died of an armored lion in the end, he died indirectly in my hands."
"puff!"
A large mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth again. Tang Zhengde was furious, with veins on his face exposed, and he roared, "You little beast, yes, it was you who killed my son. If I had known earlier, no matter what, I would have killed him in the meeting hall that day."
I hate to tear you into pieces, I hate you so much!"
"Don't hate me. You are not lonely on the road to hell. Go and spend time with your son."
Tang Mang sneered and stepped heavily on Tang Zhengde's chest.
Click!
Tang Zhengde's chest was shattered and he died.
After killing Tang Zhengde, Tang Mang stood still, motionless.
He had killed Tang Feng people before, and although this was not the first time he had killed someone, this time he was actively killing someone, and his expression was inevitably a bit unnatural.
But soon, he recovered and gritted his teeth and said: "People can't hurt a tiger's heart, but a tiger can hurt others. If I don't kill him, he will kill him sooner or later."
After saying that, he had a clear idea, squatted down, touched Tang Zhengde's body, and soon got hundreds of thousands of silver in banknotes, and even a Wind Spirit Pill.
This elixir can induce the wind to increase speed. Tang Mang experienced it personally during the battle with Tang Zhengde just now and knew that this elixir is very magical.
"What a risk, there is actually a Wind Spirit Pill. Fortunately, Tang Zhengde didn't have time to swallow it before, otherwise I might not be able to kill him."
Tang Mang was solemn, but his movements were not slow. He dug a hole in the ground, buried Tang Zhengde, and left.
At this moment, there was a sound in the distance.
Tang Mang looked up and saw a figure leaping out of the dense forest hundreds of feet away.
With his strong eyesight, Tang Mang could see clearly that the other party was a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old.
At this moment, the girl's clothes were stained with blood and she ran away quickly.
Not far behind her, several masked men in black were chasing after her.
Judging by their speed, there are several human body ghosts who have the lowest level of cultivation at the eighth level of the physical realm. One of them is as fast as a thunderous giant. He jumps several feet away. His whole body rubs against the air, making a squeaking sound.
"The peak of the tenth level of the physical realm!"
Tang Mang's expression changed, and without thinking, he ran like a cheetah and hid behind a big tree.
Facing Tang Zhengde at the eighth level of the physical realm, Tang Mang could still deal with him, but facing a master at the tenth level of the physical realm, even if he had swallowed a lot of blood essence fruits and had strong physical defense, he would not dare to fight head-on.
If he is discovered by the opponent, even if he is not slow, he may not be able to catch up to the opponent. He will not be able to escape and will have to be passively beaten. Fortunately, his soul is strong and his senses are keen, so he discovered the opponent first.
During the chase, the girl and several masked men in black ran away one after another and went deep into Cangshan Mountain.
"That girl seems to be young, but her cultivation level is not low. She should have reached the tenth level of the physical realm. I don't know who she is?"
Tang Mang pondered secretly, but he had no intention of being a hero to save the beauty. When the girl and the man in black disappeared, he rushed out and sped away towards the outside of Cangshan Mountain.
We were walking fast, and soon, a slight cough suddenly came from the bushes not far away, and then a faint sound came.
"Boy, quickly, take me away quickly."
"you……"
Tang Mang was stunned and looked intently. Wasn't it the girl from before or who it was?
It's just that Tang Mang didn't expect that the other party was so weird. He had clearly gone deep into Cangshan Mountain, so why did he appear here now?
Moreover, I didn't even notice my powerful soul power just now.
After thinking about it, Tang Mang didn't decide what to do, but the girl fainted due to excessive blood loss.
"What should I do? Should I save him or not?"
Tang Mang hesitated, but after a moment, he gritted his teeth, swallowed the Wind Spirit Pill, walked to the girl in a few steps, picked her up, followed the road, and ran quickly towards the hidden valley that day.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Not long after Tang Mang left, the sound of breaking wind came one after another, and several masked men in black came to the place where the woman was unconscious.
After checking the spot, one person yelled, "Damn it, what a cunning little bitch!"
After saying that, he turned his head to look at a man in black and asked: "Brother, what should we do now? Apart from this place, there is no trace of blood nearby. I'm afraid that little girl has been rescued."
The man in black said coldly: "Search, search carefully, dig three feet into the ground to capture her, otherwise we won't be able to explain when we go back, and I'm afraid we will be tortured."
When they heard about the torture, several masked men in black looked frightened. They immediately did not dare to neglect, and they split up and began searching in all directions on a large scale.
…
In the hidden valley, Tang Mang put the girl down, thought for a while, took out a healing blue cloud grass from the storage ring, crushed it and applied it to the girl's waist, where there was a wound deep enough to show the bone.
This was the first time since childhood that Tang Mang had such close contact with a woman. Feeling the unique delicateness and smoothness of the girl's waist skin, his face suddenly turned red, his breathing became rapid, and his whole body trembled.
"Huhuhu, don't think too much, don't think too much."
Tang Mang took a deep breath, kept chanting, and quickly took out a clean cloth, wrapped it around the girl's waist, and bandaged the wound.
After finishing the bandaging, Tang Mang sat down on the ground and looked at the girl carefully.
She has a standard melon-seed face, fair skin like jade, red lips and white teeth, and her black hair is pulled into a princess bun with a delicate jade hairpin with a few tassels hanging from it, swaying in the breeze.
Wearing a white silk floral dress and a pink pleated skirt, her entire face is delicate and delicate, with a little bit of coquettishness, like a young fairy coming out of the fairy palace. Although she is still unconscious at the moment, she can't hide her noble look.