But what the other party said was absolutely correct. The moment the aperture under the stone pillar continued to rotate and release light, there were also bursts of strange sounds. Guan Heng, Qing Huang, Ancient Spirit Tyrant Dragon, and Xie Xie glanced at each other, and immediately swayed to hide. The figure is hidden behind nearby ruins.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoop, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoop, whoosh, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoosh, whoop, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop." It was immediately obvious that the other party was a mysterious man covered in rags.
"Hey, it is indeed these guys." Qinghuang's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he reached out to grab the Lotus Wonder Blade and planned to do it directly, but Guan Heng beside him suddenly put his hand on her shoulder and shook his head gently.
The reason why Guan Heng did this was because he noticed that apart from these rag men, the aura hidden in the circle of light was still surging, which meant that there were still people inside who had not come out, so he wanted to prevent Qing Huang from alerting the snake.
As he expected, after the three rag men jumped out, the strange light in the circle flickered again, "Whoa!" A tall figure appeared in the same place. This guy was wearing a light white fancy dress, with his front After walking a few steps, the three rag men seemed to be extremely afraid of this man. When he approached, they all knelt on the ground and did not even dare to raise their heads.
"Hmph, this tunnel on Tanan Mountain is getting harder and harder to walk through. There are gaps everywhere that are about to collapse, so I have to take a huge risk to come here."
The man was muttering to himself at this time, his voice was like a broken gong, harsh and unpleasant. He was carrying a weird long and narrow cloth bag on his back, more than five feet long. He didn't know if it was his own weapon.
When the man in white robe saw the three rag men still half-kneeling on the spot, he became a little angry: "You trash, why don't you get up and do things quickly? Grandpa has to urge you, so you damn 'spiritual slaves' have nothing to do with it." It’s of no use at all!”
Hearing this man's words, Ragcloth Lingnu hurriedly stood up and was about to move forward with the long curved stick in his hand. At this moment, the man in white robe suddenly frowned slightly: "Wait a minute, why are there strangers here?" Human breath?!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Guan Heng and Qing Huang jumped out in an instant, and then took action without hesitation. Their swords flashed with cold light, "Whoa, whoa!" The bodies of two of the Rag Spirit Slaves were shattered in response. , the last one wanted to retreat and dodge, but his feet were wrapped in the golden thread of the hunter.
"Ouch!" The Ancient Spirit Tyrant Dragon roared, rushed out from the thorn, opened its mouth and grabbed the opponent's head, then bit hard and tore the thing off.
"Puff——" A large cloud of blood mist splashed and fell rapidly in all directions. "So dirty."
The white-robed man originally didn't care about them killing the rag spirit slaves, because in his eyes, these slaves were worse than ants, but he cherished his clothes and couldn't help but take two steps back to avoid the splash. Dirty blood.
The next moment, the man in white robe suddenly noticed the beautiful Qing Huang, staring at her pretty face, his eyes suddenly flashed with a trace of passion, and he said: "Not bad, not bad, you little girl is quite good." With all your beauty, my trip is not in vain."
"Huh, shameless person!" Qinghuang knew that he had bad intentions when he saw the other party's expression, and couldn't help but yelled: "Thief, are you from the ancient spirit world?"
"Hehe, that's right." The man in white robe smiled and said: "The uncle is one of the three ancient spirits kings, Lord Peng's personal follower 'Lian Tuo'. Little girl, I think you look good, why don't you join me in ancient spirits?" Let’s have fun in the world.”
Hearing that this guy was talking more and more outrageously, Qing Huang was so angry that her pretty face turned red. Guan Heng stood beside him and hugged his shoulders and said: "Hey, I am still standing here, how dare you say something to tease my woman? You are seeking death. no?"
"Your woman?!"
When the white-robed man Lian Tuo heard Guan Heng's words, he immediately laughed arrogantly and said: "Okay, okay, I like to fight for love with a sword. Boy, you kill a few of my spiritual slaves. It is an unforgivable crime. Wait until I capture you." Isn’t it a good idea to tear off her limbs and enjoy her in front of you?”
"Beast, what did you say?!"
Hearing what this guy said so shamelessly, Qinghuang wanted to go forward and kill him, but was stopped by Guan Heng, who was extremely angry and laughed. He grabbed the other person's wrist and whispered: "This thief insults you, I If I don’t deal with this guy myself, I won’t be able to get out of my heart, Sister Huang, back off!”
The tone of these words was firm and decisive, leaving Qing Huang no room for negotiation. Seeing the veins popping out from the corner of Guan Heng's forehead, it was obvious that he was truly angry.
"Okay, you have to be careful!" As soon as Qinghuang finished speaking, Guan Heng stepped forward like lightning and said coldly: "Your name is Lian Tuo? Very good, I finally know that I want to kill him What did the mad dog call?"
"Boy, your tone is quite crazy, but I don't know if your strength is that powerful!" Lian Tuo didn't use any weapons, but quickly gathered his spiritual energy into his left fist, and struck Guan Heng directly.
"Hmph!" Guan Heng had no intention of evading this guy's attack. He also waved his fist to meet him. "Bang!" The fists of the two sides collided. Lian Tuo's body swayed slightly, and he immediately took two steps back, his expression changed. He also became depressed.
He couldn't help but feel awe in his heart: "My boxing power is second to none under Lord Peng, but I can't suppress him?!"
"The bastard who killed a thousand swords is not finished yet!!" Guan Heng's face was full of anger at this time, and he suddenly touched his fists, roared fiercely, and rushed forward again.
"You?!" Lian Tuo's preparations were not sufficient in the first place, and now he could not withstand Guan Heng's punches that were as fast as the wind and as heavy as thunder. "Bang, bang, bang!" He barely blocked the opponent's first three punches, but was knocked out by Guan Heng the next moment. Hitting the lower abdomen and left shoulder, the boy immediately roared and flew backwards.
"Bang!" He hit a broken stone pillar not far behind. When Lian Tuo got up, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
At this time, Guan Heng looked at the other party with disdain and said: "With your little ability, you dare to tease my woman. You are really overestimating your capabilities. Don't worry, I will slowly kill you. Come here, I haven't beaten you enough yet." Woolen cloth!"
"Damn it, you bullied me too much, kill me!!"
Lian Tuo was shocked and angry. He couldn't care less now. He pulled out the cloth bag on his back with his backhand and revealed the contents inside. It turned out to be a dagger that was several feet long, covered with twists and turns like earthworms. The pattern, but there are no sharp edges on both sides of the sword spine, looks extremely weird.
"Uh ah ah - the shadow of the original spiritual breath appears!" Realizing that Guan Heng was difficult to deal with, Lian Tuo immediately used all his strength to let the shadow of the spiritual breath on his forehead escape, and then the object was wrapped Lived the dagger.
The edge of the sword frantically absorbed the power of the original spiritual breath, "Swish, swish, swish!" The rapid sounds came one after another, and an aura that was more than ten feet long suddenly appeared.
"Although you brat has some abilities, if I use this thing this time, it will definitely kill you!!"
