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Wang Dong felt it and knew that someone was spying on him in the dark.

This snooper's martial arts skills were obviously extremely skillful, and it was even enough to make Wang Dong feel a little threatened, otherwise he would not have a sense of coldness when the other party's eyes were focused on him.

This cold breath came suddenly, and disappeared faster, like the wailing of autumn cicadas, fleeting.

At the same time, dozens of feet away, a subtle sound of breaking wind came out, and a ghostly black shadow flew away.

Since Wang Dong came to this world, he has almost seen more than half of the top masters in the world, of course, these people's light skills are very good, 6 Xiaofeng, Sikong Picking Stars, Ximen Blowing Snow, Baiyun City Lord and even Great Compassion Zen Master and others are the best among them, but at this time, they are still a little surprised to see this black shadow ghost-like body.

This person's light skills are not necessarily more clever than 6 Xiaofeng and others, but the body he exerts is very different from any school in the world, extremely weird, when flying, he is stiff, like a zombie, his feet are at least three feet off the ground, and he flies out in a flat levitation, and when he is exhausted, he gently touches the ground and shoots out again, each shot is ten zhang away, which is extremely amazing!

Wang Dong did not hesitate at all, stretched out his arms, and swept over like an eagle.

Although this ghost's light skills are clever, he might as well let it go more, or even better than it, his martial arts are already known for his light and spiritual changes, and it is naturally impossible for light skills to be bad, with his light skills today, I am afraid that even if Chu Xiangshuai, who was famous all over the world for light skills, came in person, it would not necessarily be inferior.

Shout! Shout!

The two figures flew away, walking out of the ghost village without getting dirty, and in a short moment, they had swept a long distance away, leaving this abandoned manor behind.

Suddenly, there was a large area of dense trees ahead, the shade blocking the sunlight, and it looked unusually gloomy.

The ghost was like a ghost in the darkness. With a vertical body, he has rushed into the dense forest.

Wang Dong followed.

One foot stepped into the dense forest, not yet stable figure, only to hear a long roar of 'choking', the dragon groaned, and a sword light that seemed to be practiced flew out from behind a big tree that several people hugged together.

This sword light is really like a shocking lightning, and a sword breaks through the air. The gloomy dense forest suddenly seemed to burst like a bolt of lightning, and the miserable white sword light shone brightly, piercing through the air.

The sword light twisted in the air, and in the loud bang, the giant tree suddenly snapped, and the sawdust flew in the air. Flashes of lightning bolts.

Of course, this is not lightning, but sword light, but this sword streamer, like a flying star, is really much more terrifying than lightning.

This sword breaks through the air, even if it is not as good as Ye Gucheng's Flying Immortals, I am afraid that it is not a few points worse.

Wang Dong didn't even have time to blink his eyes. Sen Han's sword aura was already imminent.

Swish!

Wang Dong twisted his body, flipped over, and forcibly twisted his body in an instant, and the soles of his feet seemed to be equipped with springs, and they bounced into the air with a whoosh.

Lightning-like sword light suddenly pierced the air and slashed under his feet.

The black ghost arm turned again, and the sword light was like a dragon, flashing sharply. Flew up again, chasing Wang Dong's figure.

But Wang Dong seemed to have turned into a flying flotsam, his body moved with the wind, and he changed as much as possible, interspersed with the sword qi in the sky, and suddenly his wrist turned, and Tianluo umbrella turned into a sword and killed.

A sword freezes the sword light like a dragon!

While!

The sword qi in the sky dissipated instantly.

The black ghost waved his backhand. The Tianluo umbrella was shaken, and the long sword turned, and with a 'choking' sound, it was put into the sheath.

Until this time. He was really revealed in front of Wang Dong.

Wang Dong only glanced at him, and his eyelids suddenly jumped, if he hadn't understood it earlier, he was afraid that he would really think that he had seen a ghost.

The man's face was like a black flat plate, and the entire outline of the face had been shaved off except for a pair of eyes.

But this man looked at Wang Dong coldly and said, "Very good, there is one more person in the world who is worthy of my sword, but it is still a little short to be called the king of swords." ”

He really knew Wang Dong.

"Soul Hooker?" Wang Dong said suddenly.

"You know me?"

"I took over Huo Xiu's Tsing Yi Building, and I always know more than ordinary people."

After all, Tsing Yi Lou was once the number one killer organization on the rivers and lakes, even if the organization of Ghost Villa is tight, but there are impermeable walls in the world, and there are always channels that infiltrate.

However, Wang Dong naturally didn't know about the ghost villa through the dossier of Guò Tsing Yi Building, but just found a reason at random.

The soul envoy is the stone crane!

Shi He is the apprentice of Mu Daoren, and he is the same generation as Shi Yanzhen, the current head of Wudang.

Twenty years ago, Shi He's prestige was still above Shi Yan, and he was the most promising successor to the Wudang Dao system at that time, but unfortunately after an accident, he had to self-destruct and fake his death.

"It's not good to know more, the more you know, the faster you die!" Shi He, the soul envoy, sneered.

"You can't kill me." Wang Dong's face was calm, and he said calmly: "With your swordsmanship, only one person in the world can cut off your face." ”

"Who?"

"Yourself!" Wang Dong said lightly: "You would rather destroy your face than let people recognize you, and if I fight, at most ten moves, I can see the origin of your martial arts." ”

Shi He closed his mouth, and on the back of his hand holding the sword, the green muscles burst out like a poisonous snake.

He was silent for a moment, then said, "How much more do you know?" ”

"I don't know much, but it's enough." Wang Dong smiled and continued: "I know that you have gathered a group of people who have been forced by the major forces in the rivers and lakes and have no way out, and I happen to be targeted by Shaolin now, maybe we can cooperate." ”

"How can I trust you?" Shi He's eyes stared at him like a knife.

"You can only trust me." Wang Dong said with a smile.

"Good!" Shi He looked at him coldly, looked at it for a long time, and suddenly drew his sword with his backhand, and a sword was twisted out, and a big tree instantly turned into debris in the sky.

The sword light flew out again, and the others also flew up at the same time, merging into the sword light, and suddenly flew away.

About two hours later, a dangerous ravine appeared in front of me, the canyon was bottomless, separating the two peaks, one high and one low, with at least a hundred zhang of distance in between.

Clouds and mist swirl in the canyon, tumbling and flowing endlessly, even more precipitous.

The stone crane didn't seem to see this abyss, his body didn't stop, and he flew into the clouds and mist with a slight vertical, as if he relied on the void to resist the wind, and flew towards the opposite side lightly, like a ghost.

There is no one in the world who can sweep a hundred feet!

This is not something that any light function in the world can do, even if Ling is the first class of the three great masters in the Tang world, he can exert his light power with all his strength, and the farthest is only about twenty zhang.

Wang Dong fixed his eyes and saw that there was a steel cable lying between the canyons, and this steel cable was only the thickness of a finger, hidden in the clouds and mist, looming, if it were not for Wang Dong, a master of martial arts who had reached the pinnacle, ordinary people would never have appeared.

Between the peaks, the wind gusted, and this thin steel cable was blown to shake, even if even a master of light skills walked on it, he might not dare to guarantee that he would not fall.

Wang Dong didn't even think about it, swept on the steel cable, passed through the clouds, and then a hanging basket appeared on the steel cable, hanging under the steel cable, and the stone crane had already landed in the hanging basket, his eyes were raised, and he stared at him coldly.

Wang Dong had no doubt that he jumped in after him, and Shi He would inevitably draw his sword!