Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 319
"Master, more than half of Wuhun's people were killed or injured, and they are fleeing into the mountain now, and there are also many people from the army."

After the old man came over, he clasped his fists to report to the man whose head was covered with chicken feathers. He carried a sword in each of his left and right hands. The sword in his right hand was already covered with a lot of blood. Fan Denglong was shocked because it was the strange sword Liquan.

Like the long spear, the strange sword Liquan is a peerless weapon that cuts iron like mud, and Fan Denglong guessed that it probably came from the heaven.

"Elder Chang, you came at the right time. Together with me, you killed this thief. The day when our Heavenly Demon Sect wins the Jianghu is not far away."

That person, the head of the Heavenly Demon Sect, suddenly said happily.

Because of the need for sacrifices before, the Liquan sword was placed separately, and I forgot to bring it when I left in a hurry.

"Haha, little yellow-haired boy, with the Liquan sword in your hand, let me see how you can use your tongue."

The leader of Tianmomen laughed wildly, as if he had seen Fan Denglong bowing his head and waiting for execution.

Just now Fan Denglong's arrogant arrogance made the head of the Tianmo Sect hold a sigh of relief. Now that he has strong support coming, his first thought is to tear Fan Denglong's body into thousands of pieces. Who told this guy to be so hateful just now? It's on.

What Fan Denglong relied on was the tortoise shell-like defense of the armor. If the opponent really came up with the Liquan sword, the armor might not be effective.

So, his brain started to move.

This sect master and the old man who came behind, the two of them are not good at dealing with each other, they can only outsmart them.

"Hey, Liquan Sword, I was just about to find it, but I didn't expect you to take the initiative to send it to my door. Thank you so much."

Fan Denglong's words almost made the head of the Tianmo Sect's nose crooked, "Little Huangmao, I think you are looking for death."

In Fan Denglong's eyes, the majestic head of the Heavenly Demon Sect, a generation of acquired powerhouses, actually became the transportation captain. This is absolutely intolerable.

"Elder Chang, what are you still doing in a daze? Give me the Liquan sword quickly, and we will join hands to kill this thief, and there is hope for the revival of the Heavenly Demon Sect."

The old man who came behind seemed to be suffering from Alzheimer's disease. After hearing the urging from the sect master, he suddenly said: "Master, take the sword."

He threw the Liquan Sword, and there was Fan Denglong between them.

"I am so old and confused that I can actually make such a low-level mistake. God help me."

When Fan Denglong saw this scene, he was overjoyed immediately, and hurriedly jumped to grab the Liquan sword.

His speed was fast, but the head of the Tianmo Sect was not a vegetarian, so he also rushed over at the moment the Liquan sword was released, and at the same time gathered all the internal energy in his palm and slapped Fan Denglong like lightning.

"Old thief, go to hell." Fan Denglong suddenly changed his trajectory and directly stabbed him in the chest.

The Liquan sword is just a cover, but the real purpose is to find an opportunity to sneak attack by surprise.

Never thought about it, the two of them thought of going together.

At close range, no one escaped.

It's just that the master of the Demon Sect was a bit tragic that day, the spear directly pierced his chest, and directly penetrated a rib.

Fan Denglong took a slap from the head of the Heavenly Demon Sect, but fortunately, the armor helped him offset a lot of the force. Although he flew backwards, he actually didn't suffer much injuries.

The Liquan sword fell to the ground, even though it was in the scabbard, it was still inserted into the soil and stood there.

"Hey," Fan Denglong let out a strange laugh, covered the place where he was hit, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Tianmomen half-kneeled on the ground, covering the wound with one hand, pointing at Fan Denglong with the other, and said with some horror: "You've been pretending?"

The spear directly broke through his body armor, and when it pierced his chest, it seemed to have pierced a piece of thin paper.

Since he has such an ability, why did he still think about using the aggressive method in the first place?

"Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills."

Fan Denglong said with a grinning grin, and sat down on the ground a little weakly, "However, I think you are too cruel, old fellow. It feels like my internal organs have been displaced."

His face was covered in cold sweat, and his entire face was pale.

The head of the Tianmo Sect smiled sadly, and did not mobilize his internal energy to heal the wound, "My lord is innocent and claims to be a hero, but I didn't expect that he would die on the body of a dog he raised before."

In the blink of an eye, both of them were seriously injured in the duel. The only Elder Chang in the field who did not make a move pulled out the Liquan sword on the ground expressionlessly, and at the same time walked towards the master of the Tianmo Sect, Jun Wuzui.

"Master, even if it is a dog, he will go crazy."

With a stab, he pulled the spear from Jun Wuzui's body,

Liquan in the left hand and a spear in the right.

"Haha, with these two peerless magic weapons, who dares to stop me, Chang Ji, in the rivers and lakes?"

Elder Chang was laughing frantically, Fan Denglong felt a little sympathetic when he saw Jun Wuzui's expression.

"You said that you, the boss, are so useless that you will be stabbed in the back by your own younger brother. If it spreads, others will have to laugh it off."

Jun Wuzui did not argue with Fan Denglong this time, it is meaningless at this time.

He was seriously injured and even gave up on treatment because he knew that he couldn't run away.

In his heyday, he could suppress Chang Ji, but one of his ribs was pierced directly. Chang Ji wanted to kill him, but it was only a matter of a sword.

"What are you laughing at? When I kill him, you still won't be able to escape."

Although Chang Ji did such a betrayal, he absolutely did not allow others to say that he was a second-five boy, and he became angry on the spot at Fan Denglong's words.

Pointing the spear, at this time Fan Denglong and Jun Wuzui are completely lambs for him to slaughter.

"Hehe," Fan Denglong stood up with great difficulty, and blinked at him, "Hurry up there, otherwise there may be other traitors coming to compete with you for these two peerless magic weapons. "

This sentence made Chang Ji a little surprised, "It's the first time I've seen someone who is desperate for death like you,"

After he finished speaking, he swung his long spear and stabbed at Jun Wuzui.

But Jun Wusui gritted his teeth, rolled over a donkey next to him, stood up and ran away.

This is also a ruthless person. He didn't exercise his skills to heal his wounds just to create an illusion. If you call him a majestic devil, he is so willing to catch him without a fight, that's just a dream.

"Master, I advise you not to make unnecessary struggles."

For Jun Wuzui's dying struggle, Chang Ji found it funny, where could he go if he was seriously injured?

He followed behind unhurriedly, seeing Jun Wuzui fleeing in embarrassment, with a playful light on his face, is this a game of cat and mouse?
"Sect Master, your era is over, and I, Chang Ji, will carry forward the glory of the Tianmo Sect."

Seeing Jun Wuzui, who used to be aloof and mighty in the past, embarrassed like a dog in front of him, Chang Ji immediately felt heaved a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)