At this time, Lu Ang had already been tortured, and he was whipped with scars, and the perpetrators were Zhang Zhongyang and Li Luoshui.

But the boy always guarded the principle, and no matter how the other person swung the whip, he always rushed in the direction of the whip.

If he avoided it, he was worried that the whip would fall on the cabbage, Chu fish, or Hei Yan.

He said he would protect them.

Lu Ang sensed that the breath of life was fading, and he regretted his recklessness, but he was confident that his master would come to their rescue.

Chu Yu was already scared and cried.

In her eyes, these people were all devils, with a kind smile and very insulting words to insult their master, in order to protect the master, but to anger the group of devils, they took turns waving whips and whipping them with a raging smile.

Cabbage gritted his teeth and rushed up a few steps to bear the pain for Lu Ang, but was pushed away by Lu Ang irritably, this is a disaster he provoked, and he can only bear it by himself.

Of the four children, Hei Yan was the youngest and had the most wooden personality, and when he saw Lu Ang being whipped, he was covered in blood, and the whip was still barbing, and it could tear a large piece of flesh and blood when hit on the body.

An inexplicable ferocity filled his young mind, his eyes were dyed with a layer of blood, and he screamed and pounced.

Unexpectedly, a wound was torn off Zhang Zhongyang's face, and the furious Zhang Zhongyang waved his hand and whipped Hei Yan.

Zhang Zhongyang already had the idea of teasing, he had the cultivation of building a foundation and consummation, and he didn't take a few children to heart, but he was slapped unexpectedly, which shows his anger.

Black Rock was silent.

He could feel the pain of the flesh tearing, and it exploded a few times, but he was whipped by Zhang Zhongyang, who was on guard, he was a wood attribute spirit root, and the trees with the thickness of his arms rose abruptly from the ground, and the branches entangled the black rock, which made Zhang Zhongyang whip harder.

A strange scene appeared, the crazy Zhang Zhongyang was rampantly whipping, and the child who was hanging from the tree was silent.

A child desperately tried to block the whip, but was hit by Zhang Zhongyang's clever whip, and two little girls frantically tore at the trees.

Some people couldn't bear to roll their eyes, thinking that Zhang Zhongyang was too much, it was just four children, and some people licked their red lips pervertedly......

"Brute...... Kind of kill me!" Lu Ang scolded: "Don't let me find a chance, otherwise...... I must have torn you apart. ”

Zhang Zhongyang sneered: "Is it right to scold me for being a brute? I'll skin you now, come on, tear him for me." ”

Immediately, several people ran forward.

Lu Ang's clothes were whipped into rags, and the flesh and blood were already blurred inside, and those people didn't have much effort to strip Lu Ang naked.

Lu Ang was just a beginner in swordsmanship, and in the face of a group of foundation-building realm cultivators, how could he have the power to resist, his voice became hoarse because of the roar, and a great regret almost suffocated him.

The cabbage screamed: "Zhang Zhongyang, I'm going to kill you." ”

She was knocked down by Zhang Zhongyang with a whip while running, and Zhang Zhongyang used skill, and the cyan true yuan was injected into the whip, like a living poisonous snake, biting off a piece of meat fiercely, and the pleasure of abuse made Zhang Zhongyang laugh.

"It's my turn. Li Luoshui smiled charmingly: "The child's skin is really tender." ”

"If you like it, you can take it. Zhang Zhongyang handed the whip to Li Luoshui: "But I have to save a breath, I have to do another round." ”

The ugly soul is better than the bloodthirsty devil, and the perverted heart is better than the viper.

Finally, someone couldn't stand it anymore: "Zhang Zhongyang, killing people is not enough, they are just children, you are too ruthless, right?"

"Wei Bi, what kind of good person are you pretending to be again?"

Zhang Zhongyang sneered: "It's better to shut up Lao Tzu and stay aside, don't think that you Lao Tzu is the elder of the Great Confucian Peak and dare to confront me, believe it or not, I teach you a dilemma of life and death?"

The big man named Weibi was full of muscles, but when he thought of Zhang Zhongyang's power, a feeling called helplessness suppressed the sense of justice he ignited.

"This is the only time, not an example. Zhang Zhongyang smiled gloomily: "Be obedient, you can gain a foothold in the Sword Sect, Sword Sect, I have the final say!"

Lu Ang, who was dying, suddenly rushed into the air, he had learned the sword art distraction technique, and he was a mutant spirit root, which could be said to be the strongest among the four children, and Jing Yao couldn't catch up with him without using cultivation at the beginning.

At this time, he used all his strength, leaving a small afterimage in the air, and a snowflake floated out of his fingers.

Lu Ang did not take Zhang Zhongyang's vital point, but the whip he handed to Li Luoshui, the extreme anger made him play a shallow cultivation at a super level, the spinning snowflake held up the whip, he grabbed it in his hand, and pulled it hard.

The outburst of Heiyan caught Zhang Zhongyang off guard, and the furious Lu Ang was like a meteor that made it even more difficult for him to reflect, and the whip was still hanging with flesh and blood, from small to big, and he realized that he was snatched by the other party with the basic sword technique of the Sword Sect, and he swung himself.

He hurriedly retreated backwards, but one was ready to go, and the other was in a hurry, the result was already doomed, and the whip slipped from the top of Zhang Zhongyang's head, eyes, and cheeks.

Bloodstained and barbed, the barbed whip almost split one of his faces in two!

The whip was called the Poison Dragon Whip, it was his magic weapon, and it was the first time he had been whipped by his own whip, and a piercing pain rushed from the soles of his feet to his chest, and he touched his cheeks in pain, but he also touched the wound because of it, and it was so hot that he almost suffocated.

Lu Ang drew an angry whip and fell from mid-air.

The breath of life has left the body.

He smiled weakly, it was a remorse for his mistakes, but he could no longer muster the slightest strength to protect his family......

Zhang Zhongyang finally reacted from the pain that penetrated his liver and spleen, he roared, and the poisonous dragon whip turned into a black dragon, and the dark aura was suppressed.

It's just a few seven or eight-year-old children, but it makes him suffer enough, he can no longer suppress the rebellion in his heart, pinch the sword technique, and let the black dragon carry out the final slaughter.

At this moment, a void wind blew in, instantly blowing away the darkness, and the dark dragon roared miserably, fell to the ground, twisted a few times, and turned into a whip again.

With a glow in the mist, a trembling disciple stood at the entrance of the cave and stretched his shadow for a long time.

Zhang Zhongyang shouted angrily: "Wang Xiao, without my summons, who allowed you to enter the small cave heaven?

"That's not right!" Li Luoshui shouted: "Zhongyang, there is a master here." ”

"Master?"

Zhang Zhongyang smiled and said, "How tall is it, can I have my Xuanzu Yan to destroy the real person's height?"

Words destroy real people, the four giants of the Qingtian Sword Sect, and they are also Zhang Zhongyang's most powerful reliance.

Although slandering the real person is only a little family friendship for him, it is enough for Zhang Zhongyang, and the name of the slandering of the real person is in the Qingtian Sword Sect, and everyone has to weigh one or two.