I brush attributes in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 567 The Scary Tang Long
570 - Terrifying Tanglong
At night, the sky is falling with sporadic snowflakes.

A group of seven people took a yacht and arrived at the small island in the middle of the lake under Cangyun Mountain.

The small island covers an area of ​​only three football fields, and every inch of land is expensive.

There are hotels, restaurants and clubs on the island, all of which are high-end consumption places.

"Then Tang Long has found a good place."

Master Sun looked around, "The small island is built around the lake, so it is easy to escape for fear of being besieged."

"Master Sun was joking."

Zhao Batian smiled and said: "With you here, can he escape?"

"It's better to be careful." Master Sun nodded, but he was very happy in his heart.

He has dominated the Yingchuan ancient martial arts world for more than ten years, so how could he be afraid of that Tang Long?

The venue for the appointment is set at Peony Pavilion, which has already been taken over by Zhao Batian.

In the dark downstairs, more than thirty strong men in black with knives and sticks are hidden.

How could Zhao Batian have pinned all his hopes on Sun Guowei, Li Feng and others for more than ten years in Yingchuan?
Seven people stepped on the wooden ladder, climbed up the stairs, and climbed to the third floor.

Sun Guowei was sitting on the sofa with a big horse, and the waiter was terrified by this, and poured tea for everyone in a hurry.

At this time, the small island in the middle of the lake was extremely lively, but the Peony Pavilion was extremely quiet.

time flies.

As midnight approached, the crowd became more and more impatient.

suddenly--

Sun Guowei opened his eyes suddenly, and said in a deep voice, "Here we are."

At the same second, exclamations came from downstairs one after another.

Indistinctly, there were crackling and fighting sounds.

In less than 5 minutes, the downstairs was quiet.

Everyone on the third floor looked shocked and couldn't help but look towards the stairs.

pat!

pat! !
pat! ! !

The sound of footsteps gradually became clearer, from far to near.

Zhao Batian swallowed hard when he heard the sound.

There are more than 30 horse boys downstairs, all of them are good players!

In just 5 minutes, they were all killed?

Zhao Batian couldn't accept it, and didn't want to believe it.

He found that he really underestimated Tang Long's strength.

Not long after, the sound of footsteps reached the stairs.

Li Feng looked intently, and saw a man in his thirties, about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a black exercise suit, with a three-inch long scar on the cheekbone on the left cheek, walking up.

"Brother Tian! Long time no see, how are you doing lately?" Tang Long strolled in the courtyard, not paying attention to everyone, sitting on the sofa by himself, looking at Zhao Batian with a half-smile.

Zhao Batianye was also considered a powerful party, so he pretended to be calm and said: "Tang Long, I didn't expect you to have the guts to do this?"

"The injuries on my body are all thanks to you, and I never dare to forget them."

As Tang Long spoke, he touched the scar on the cheekbone on his left cheek, looking extremely hideous, "These years, I have been practicing martial arts day and night, just to avenge my past!!"

"Crack!" After Tang Long finished speaking, he crushed the teacup the size of the young boy's fist.

Zhao Batian was shocked when he saw this, "If you have something to do, you can sit down and talk about it."

"Okay, I'll cut you first and then shoot you." Tang Long sneered.

"With this attitude, there is nothing to talk about?"

Zhao Batian said: "Tang Long, don't think that you can do whatever you want if you have cultivated inner strength!"

"Oh, you also know inner strength?"

Tang Long couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and then he snorted in disdain, "Since you know your inner strength, why don't you just catch him?"

"Joke! Do you think that you are the only one who has cultivated inner strength?" Zhao Batian looked up to the sky and laughed.

Hearing this, Tang Long couldn't help but glance at Sun Guowei and the others, "The inner strength you're talking about is these chickens and dogs?"

"Kunlun, go and try." Sun Guowei murmured with his usual expression.

Kunlun was tall and tall, wearing a gray exercise suit, got up and walked in front of Tang Long, making a 'please' gesture.

"Kunlun is my big disciple. He has practiced martial arts with me for more than ten years, and he has just stepped into his inner strength. It will not be a problem to deal with Tang Long." Sun Guowei said confidently.

"Hmph! How dare you challenge me even before your hair grows?"

Tang Long said disdainfully: "That's fine, I'll leave you with a whole body."

"Big words!" Kun Lun is Sun Guowei's sect, the first master of inner strength, very proud, when did he suffer such contempt and ridicule?
Immediately, Kunlun flickered and rushed out.

Unexpectedly, after the two sides fought for a while, they saw a figure flying upside down.

"boom……"

The figure hit the wall with a bang, almost knocking down the entire Peony Pavilion.

"Kunlun!!" Seeing this, Sun Guowei shouted, his complexion changed drastically.

At this moment, everyone realized that it was Kunlun who hit the wall!

However, a sunken fist mark was left on Kunlun's chest, and his whole body was like mud, sliding against the wall and falling to the ground.

"Your apprentice is not dead yet, now it's your turn." Tang Long's mouth slightly raised, and a bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes.

Sun Guowei was terrified in his heart, and instantly lost the confidence he had when he came.

Apprentice Kunlun is the strongest under his sect, but he can't even take a punch from the opponent!
This shows that the opponent is only strong but not weak to Sun Guowei.

Then wouldn't he...

Forget it, I can only bite the bullet.

Under everyone's expectant eyes, Sun Guowei walked up to Tang Long, clasped his fists and said, "I am the owner of Yingchuan Yongxing Martial Arts School, Hong Quan Sun Guowei, I don't know what sect or sect your master is from?"

"Stop talking about those useless things, my master has nothing to do with Huaxia."

Tang Long said in a cold voice: "You who are sensible, hurry up and die!!"

"You are too arrogant!" Sun Guowei was extremely angry, and immediately released his inner strength and rushed out.

bang bang bang...

In the blink of an eye, the two faced each other with fists and feet.

Everyone outside the arena saw dense and chaotic fist shadows.

Vaguely, accompanied by howling wind, resounding through the ears.

Wherever it passed, vases, decorations, and ornaments were all shattered.

"This is the master of inner strength!!" Zhao Batian was extremely frightened, and his spine felt chills.

He has been entrenched in Yingchuan for more than ten years, thinking that the sky is the boss and his second child, and only then did he realize that he is watching the sky from the well.

"After this battle, even if you spend a lot of money, you must find a bodyguard with internal strength, otherwise you don't know when you will die."

While thinking about it, Zhao Batian prayed that Sun Guowei would win, otherwise he might not be able to leave the small island in the middle of the lake alive tonight.

suddenly--

boom! ! !
Following a muffled sound, the figures were seen taking several steps back one after another.

Everyone stared intently, and couldn't help but gasp, it was Sun Guowei.

At this moment, the corner of Sun Guowei's mouth was bleeding, and he smiled wryly, "I didn't expect that Your Excellency has a great internal strength!"

Tang Long just panted slightly, and said proudly: "I had the honor to worship under the master and listen to his instructions.

In recent years, he has been born and died in the overseas mercenary world, honing his martial arts skills on the battlefield, and he has achieved his current level.

Don't say that you are just a small success, even if you are at the same level as me, you will die and hurt each other. "

"No wonder, it turned out to be a disciple of the master!" Sun Guowei sighed as he conceded defeat.

At this time, Zhao Batian fell into the endless abyss, terrified, but seeing Tang Long cast his gaze, he quickly shouted, "Hurry up!"

The two gunmen standing behind him are Zhao Batian's last cards.

However, as soon as they pulled out their guns, before pulling the trigger, Tang Long grabbed the chopsticks on the table and threw them out.

"Ugh!"

"Ugh!!"

In the blink of an eye, two miserable howls resounded in the ears.

At the same time, the pistol came out of his hand, and the wrist was shot through by the chopsticks.

From the appearance of Tang Long to the present, Zhao Batian's people were killed and injured.

Now, only the wounded Huzi and Li Feng who was drinking tea were left.

Tang Long didn't pay attention to them at all, instead he stepped closer to Zhao Batian.

At this moment, Zhao Batian's face was as dead ashes, and his body trembled like chaff.

(End of this chapter)