Drum Mountain.

On the rugged mountain road, Wang Dong and Mu Wanqing walked towards the deaf and dumb valley where Su Xinghe lived in seclusion.

There was a commotion in the dense weeds ahead, whooshing! Birds flew in shock, and a cold cheer rang out.

"Kill!"

Sneer......

A dense array of powerful arrows burst out, flashing black light, and the fierce energy burst through the airflow, and the whistling sound exploded one after another.

Mu Wanqing snorted lightly, spit out two short blades from his sleeve robe, wielding a cold glow like a cold moon, and slashing the powerful arrows that came from him.

Her steps were delicate and agile, tossing and turning between the corners, like an elf in the wind, and the two short blades in her hands sneered and flew, forming an impenetrable net, encircling the powerful arrows that shot into it.

Not even an arrow could touch her dress.

With Wang Dong's guidance, Mu Wanqing's martial arts improved rapidly, and she even learned Ling Bo Weibu.

Seeing that the arrows were shooting, the king couldn't move the two, and thirty or forty men and women in strong suits suddenly burst out of the weeds, all in uniforms, and I don't know what sect they came from, a burly man with a long sword in his hand, and the murderous intention was revealed: "Devil, you have done a lot of evil, for the sake of the common people, heaven will not tolerate it, today our Cangshan faction will do the way for the heavens, and send you to the underworld." ”

Thirty or forty disciples of the Cangshan Sect drew their swords, occupied the favorable terrain, and surrounded Wang Dong and Mu Wanqing on the narrow mountain road.

Mu Wanqing's eyes were cold, flashing with a ghostly light, ready to make a move!

The king shook his head, let her behind him, and immediately knotted the Dharma Seal with both hands, and pressed it out with a volley of emptiness.

Wisps of energy seem to be boiling. A buzzing trill.

The dozens of Cangshan Sect disciples suddenly let out a miserable howl in unison. The long sword in his hand choked and fell to the ground. Covering their chests with both hands, they rolled on the ground in pain, as if an invisible hand stretched out in the void and grabbed their hearts, and several people even rolled off the cliff in pain.

Jizo Seal's Heartbound Pose!

The second book of the Great Day of the King of the Movement is divided into five types, namely "lock, bind, and should." Broken, town', corresponding to the lock of the sky, the heart of the binding type, should be Italian style, broken type, town yuan style! After ingesting the Yin and Cold Alien Power bred in the body of the thousand-year-old ice silkworm, his Landing Tibetan Seal has gradually become perfect.

Chao Mu Wanqing nodded, and the two continued to move forward.

Along the way, they don't know how many groups of people in the rivers and lakes have encountered open guns and hidden arrows. The so-called Cangshan faction's attack and killing methods in front of him are compared. It can only be regarded as pediatric.

Not long after the two left, several groups of martial arts masters passed by, and when they saw the Cangshan sect members who couldn't stand up in pain, they hurriedly inquired about what happened, and when they knew that the master of the Demon Sect was on the way, they all accelerated their pace with solemn expressions.

The Deaf and Dumb Valley is already full of people, full of martial arts people from all over the world, and at a cursory glance, there are at least three or four hundred people.

Murong Fu, Wang Yuyan and his entourage of six people were impressively listed, and surprisingly, Duan Yu, this kid, also came to Drum Mountain.

After Wang Dong rescued Duan Yu from Tubo that day, he didn't care about his movements, and I don't know how he got to know Murong Fu and his party again.

Duan Yu turned his admiring gaze to Wang Yuyan from time to time, Bao Wei saw Duan Yu's thoughts at a glance, and was annoyed that he was a lazy toad and wanted to eat swan meat, so he made mockery again and again, but Duan Yu turned a deaf ear, which made Bao Wei angry.

However, thinking of the identity of the other party's Dali prince, even if Bao Wei was annoyed, he didn't dare to rashly teach a lesson.

On the left side of the valley, the boss was vacated a piece of territory, and a group of people in the martial arts seemed to be hiding from the plague god, and no one dared to set foot within thirty zhang.

This territory is occupied by the Xingzhu faction, and under the guard of many Xingzhu sect disciples, an old man with long sleeves fluttering in the wind, white hair and white beard, fairy wind and bones, and is as easy as a fairy lying on the sedan chair, twisting his beard and smiling, his demeanor is peaceful, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

Judging from the appearance alone, no one can see that this person is actually Ding Chunqiu, the old monster of the stars who makes the martial arts frightened!

In the center of the valley, there is a chess table, an old man with a clear face, sitting in front of the chessboard calmly, his eyes are always fixed on the black and white chessboard in front of him, it seems that even his mind has been sucked into this chessboard, except for the game of chess in front of him, there is no one in the world, anything is worth his energy!

Ding Chunqiu stared at Su Xinghe in front of the chessboard with a smile, the feather fan swayed, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Ding Chunqiu came to this deaf and dumb valley this time, not specifically to deal with Su Xinghe, he also had a purpose, that is, to win the thousand-year-old ice silkworm from the master of the Demon Sect.

The Dafa he cultivated was most lacking in this highly poisonous xenomorph, and with great effort, he found out that Huijing had brought out a xenomorph ice silkworm from the top of Kunlun Mountain.

As a result, when he arrived at the Minzhong Temple, he was a step too late, and the ice silkworm in Huijing's hand had been taken away by the master of the Demon Sect.

The Xingzhu Sect is located in the Western Regions, and because he does not empathize with the master of this Demon Sect, he is not as jealous as the Central Plains martial artists, and the disciples of the Xingzhu Sect are the best at sneaking around and flattering each other, who dares not to praise others in front of Ding Chunqiu?

This is simply an old birthday star eating arsenic, and he thinks his life is long!

The consistent style of the disciples of the Xingzhu Sect is that only Ding Chunqiu is the only one, as for the other 'North Qiao Feng, South Murong', the beggar gang, Shaolin, and the master of the Demon Sect - they spare no effort to belittle.

"The Lord of the Demon Sect has arrived!"

At this moment, an exclamation sounded, and the original noisy and noisy sound in the valley came to an abrupt end, and the eyes of hundreds of people turned to the outside of the valley, all with different expressions, or excited, or excited, or fearful, or angry...... Countless complex emotions emerge and intertwine.

Wang Dong slowly walked into the valley.

His steps are smooth and calm, giving people the feeling of going out in the countryside and enjoying the flowers, not like a cousin surrounded by many ill-intentioned people, but more like an overlord who has stepped into his own territory, patrolling many subjects with a scrutinizing eye.

Since Wang Dong had already changed his temperament with the Supreme Heavenly Demon Great Freedom Method, at this time, it seemed to be full of evil spirits, giving people a weird, yin and evil sense of domineering, even Duan Yu could not connect him with Wang Dong.

Ding Chunqiu's eyes narrowed slightly, the feather fan shook lightly, and he smiled hesitantly: "Lord of the Demon Sect, what a big one!" It's just that you even dare to grab the ice silkworm that the old man likes, this is self-defeating. ”

Murong Fu came out of the crowd and said loudly: "Your Excellency, for your own selfishness, stirred up the rivers and lakes, set off a bloody storm, and I don't know how many people died because of this, ask yourself, won't you feel uneasy?" If you can't give everyone an explanation today, you have to ask me about the benefits of the Gusu Murong clan's long sword first! ”

"Good! Murong Gongzi said it well! ”

"Such a demon has lost his conscience, and everyone will be punished!"

Sure enough, as Murong Fu expected, as soon as his voice fell, he was greeted by a crowd, and hundreds of people in the valley roared in unison, with amazing power.

"Definitely! Definitely! Seeing that his son-in-law was in the limelight, Bao was different and empathetic, and he was proud, shook his head and said: "In front of such rats, who don't even dare to show their true faces, why do they need their sons to take action, and if they lose their identity by vain, I will do different things for me to capture such young people for my son-!" (To be continued......)