"Severely injured?"
Zhou Pingyuan frowned, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes. He looked at the old Taoist beside him and asked in a low voice:
"How much price does the Taoist think our Zhou family will pay?"
"These four men in iron masks will probably destroy most of them!"
Hearing the old Taoist priest's words, Zhou Pingyuan's face instantly turned extremely ugly.
But he still gritted his teeth, and after a brief hesitation, he said firmly:
"This family leader can still afford such a loss, so please ask the Taoist priest to take action to avenge my son!"
When the old Taoist priest heard this, he immediately took out a whisk from his sleeve.
The next moment, his whole person seemed to flash and appeared in the back of Yang Dong's heart.
Yang Dong had already sensed the danger, and his originally steady pace couldn't help but become a little disordered.
And the three Iron Masked Men seized the opportunity and accelerated the pace of their attack.
This attack instantly made Yang Dong angry.
Your uncle, do you really think that I am a soft persimmon?
He quickly mobilized the power of qi and blood in his body and ran it according to the venous circuits in the martial arts secrets.
The next moment, his already fast speed increased several times!
Such a huge improvement made Yang Dong feel like he was cheating. The fist in his hand was powerful and heavy. Taking advantage of the gap between the attacks of the iron-faced men, he punched the nearest person!
With just a "bang" sound, the mask on the Iron Masked Man's cheek exploded instantly.
At the same time, a ghastly and terrifying face was exposed in the air.
His face was covered with various scars, and he looked hideous and terrifying!
But at this moment, his face was pale, and several waves of blood spurted out from his mouth...
The other two Iron Masked Men looked shocked when they saw this.
They never dreamed that in just one encounter, half of their manpower would be lost!
The other party is obviously at the same level as a great martial artist, so why is the gap so huge!
The old Taoist also didn't expect that Yang Dong actually had such a trick!
However, he reacted quickly. When he saw Yang Dong speeding up, he also flashed, picked up the whisk in his hand, and attacked the weak spot on Yang Dong's left shoulder.
The seemingly soft whisk turned out to be extremely sharp at this moment!
One root stands straight up, looking like countless silver needles.
Yang Dong wanted to shrink back and defend, but because he was holding the young woman in his arms, he was half a minute too late.
And almost at the same moment, the sharp whisk instantly pierced Yang Dong's shoulder.
Yang Dong felt a sharp pain on his shoulder. Almost subconsciously, he moved his feet to step back, widening the old Taoist priest's attack range.
"You're a person who is obsessed with the sun, you're a person who plays tricks on you, right?"
He glanced sideways at his wound, and then he was surprised to find that black blood was oozing out of his wound.
Not only that, he also felt that the power of Qi and blood he used to stop bleeding seemed to be affected by something and became much slower.
His expression changed slightly, and he secretly greeted the eighteen generations of the old Taoist's ancestors.
Damn it, you just attacked me secretly, but you actually quenched the poison on the fly whisk!
Damn it, these charlatans are so insidious and vicious. I am still too young...
Almost at the same time as he landed, Yang Dong quickly took out a small jade bottle from the inner pocket of his chest.
But in his haste, he seemed to have touched something soft.
Yang Dong didn't care about anything else now. He picked up the small jade bottle and threw a black pill into his mouth. Speaking of which, this was the treasure that Zhao Xiangling presented to him. It was said to be able to cure hundreds of poisons. But he didn't know what the effect would be.
Fortunately, after swallowing the pill, Yang Dong felt that the severe pain on his shoulder seemed to have eased a bit, and even the power of Qi and blood was running without the previous stagnation.
It seems that this crazy demon girl has a lot of good things in her hands.
As the leader of the Qinglian Sect, can I have a few more bottles of whoring in an open and honest manner?
As he was thinking this, he saw the two remaining Iron Masked Men attacking again.
But the old Taoist priest had disappeared. Even if Yang Dong used the power of Qi and blood in his body to explore, he did not find any abnormalities.
Damn it, it’s really troublesome!
Yang Dong cursed in a low voice, and then with a sudden movement of his wrist, he rushed towards the attacking man in iron mask.
However, just when he was about to succeed, the old Taoist priest appeared again and attacked his vitals.
In order to avoid being injured again, Yang Dong had to shrink back and gave up this attack.
As a result, the small courtyard fell into a fight.
Yang Dong threw the rat weapon, mainly because he was worried that the old Taoist priest would attack him from behind.
The old Taoist priest knew very well that without the restraint of the Iron Masked Man, he would have to face Yang Dong head-on.
At this moment, his evaluation of Yang Dong had risen several notches.
He was unwilling to face the enemy head-on if given the chance. After all, the saying that boxing is afraid of young people is not just talk!
Therefore, whenever Yang Dong kills someone, he always looks for opportunities to destroy it.
And because Yang Dong didn't want to be injured again, he also left himself some strength when he took action, so as to guard against the old Taoist priest's sneak attack.
As a result, the war in the small courtyard took on a stalemate.
Zhou Pingyuan stood aside and couldn't help but feel worried when he saw that his subordinates and the old Taoist priests had not yet gained the upper hand.
"Damn it, if it weren't for the Great Elder traveling around, how could we be so passive today?"
Speaking of this, he couldn't help but glared at Zhou Xue again,
"Look at the good things you have done! I asked you to take good care of your brother. Is this how you do it?"
Then Zhou Ping looked at Zhou Feng's position from afar, but his tone changed to a heartbroken tone,
"Don't be afraid Feng'er, dad is here to save you!"
"Dad, I'm useless, I was ruined by this bastard! From now on, I can no longer continue the incense of our Zhou family!"
Zhou Feng was in pain and shouted loudly.
When Zhou Ping saw the situation, he felt extremely sad in his heart!
However, he knew very well that the top priority was to save people, so he shouted:
"Taoist Priest, save Feng'er first!"
When the old Taoist priest heard this, he immediately flew several feet away with a tap of his toes without saying a word.
Then he picked up Zhou Feng and rushed to Zhou Pingyuan quickly.
Yang Dong watched in all directions and heard Zhou Pingyuan's plan.
It's a pity that he is now under siege and has no energy left to care about Zhou Feng.
What he has to do is to take advantage of this opportunity to expand his results!
Thinking of this, the frequency of movement of his feet changed again. Due to the influence of the martial arts secrets, his speed is not much slower than that of the old Taoist priest in the eyes of ordinary people.
Almost at the same time, a dagger easily cut the throat of a man in the iron mask...
