Chapter 166 Pursuit

All of a sudden! Tens of millions of gun shadows permeated the sky, surrounded Dingyang and gradually shrank. With the shrinking of gun shadows, the terrible pressure formed by the fire cloud gun gradually emerged.

Not far from the two fighting, the two figures stood in the air, and there was no breath on them, as if they did not exist.

"Yang Fatty, your Yang family has become a genius. Yang Ling, a boy, can apply your Yang family's [fire cloud shooting method] to such a situation in the Green King stage. It's really not an order!"

"No wonder you gave him the heirloom, the fire cloud gun... It's really a hero! I'm so envious..."

The figure standing on the left said with envy.

"Ha ha... Chu Tiao*zi, you finally said a human word! Tut... However, Yang Ling is indeed a little guy, and the inheritance of our Yang family still depends on him in the future. The figure standing on the right said rudely and proudly.

"Hmm! Fatty Yang, you really don't know how to be modest at all. Saying that you are fat and you are still breathing? Seeing that Yang Pangzi was not modest at all, Chu Tiao*zi was unhappy.

"Look at that Dingyang! Before reaching the level of the Green King, they can understand some of the mysteries of their aura, and even force Yang Ling to use his unique tricks as a weak man. Compared with others, Yang Ling is still not enough!"

"Well... I won't quarrel with you. This is boring. Didn't your little guy also cut off his palm?"

"However, the potential of Dingyang is really terrible. Now your Chu family has offended him, but it's a little dangerous!" Fatty Yang's expression suddenly changed. Looking at the two people fighting, he said with some gloating.

Speaking of Dingyang, Chu Tiao*zi's face was also slightly dark, and then sighed, "Alas... the family is unfortunate! You are not clear about the current situation of our Chu family. Although it is much better than in previous years, thanks to the madness, after all, he killed Fenger, and the palms and backs of his hands are full of meat, which makes me difficult.

With that, Chu Tiao*zi looked at the ground in the distance. Chu Menger, who was worried, suddenly felt a lot of tenderness and muttered, "Little Menger, Grandpa Zu is also forced. After all, Kuang'er is more suitable to be the head of the family..."

"Hehe, why are you talking about this? Our current purpose is for Dingyang. There is a supreme strong man behind him, and our two five-grade purple kings must not be enough.

However, if it weren't for this, there would be no need for these juniors to fight. I just hope that the little guy Yang Ling can fight and kill the Dingyang. The supreme strong man behind him won't say anything, right? After all, we didn't take action."

There was a glimmer of light in Yang Pangzi's eyes, and then he flashed away and said with a smile.

"Hope..." Chu Tiao*zi also looked nervously into the distance.

Looking at the increasingly tight gun shadow, Dingyang's heart sank, and the hot momentum rolled in like magma, and Dingyang had to resist with his whole body's fighting spirit.

"Damn, how can this guy use such a powerful move? How much is his fighting spirit? Dingyang scolded in his heart, and could only see a figure outside the gun constantly waving a long gun on the left and right.

"[One Thousand Guns]!" A loud roar came, and Dingyang only felt stunned.

Ding!

The huge sound of metal handover sounded, and then the breath of tearing the space came, and a dark black hole with a radius of five feet was formed, quickly wrapping Dingyang in.

After Yang Ling used such a horrible combat skill, his face turned pale, and the bean-like sweat on his forehead dripped down his cheeks, and a brief blindness appeared in front of him, which was the consequence of the forced use of combat skills.

"Uh..."

One unstable, Yang Ling fell to the ground.

Choo! jiu！

Two dark shadows crossed the sky, and a middle-aged man in a silver robe caught Yang Ling lightly. Looking at Yang Ling with a stubborn face but jumping with excitement in his eyes, he immediately smiled bitterly and scolded, "Little guy, why do you work so hard?"

After seeing the people coming clearly, Yang Ling suddenly felt clear in his heart and struggled to squeeze out a smile and said, "Too... Grandpa...grandson did not humiliate you..."

Then he fainted with a proud smile on his face.

shook his head helplessly, and it didn't matter what the man did. He saw Yang Ling lying flat in the air, and the silver-robed middle-aged man's face returned to indifferentness.

One of his hands grabbed Yang Ling's left shoulder, and a strong sense of war spewed out from the palm of his hand, moistening Yang Ling's injured area, and slowly swam through Yang Ling's left arm. After a few clicks, Yang Ling's arms recovered as before, and there was no sign of injury.

The middle-aged man in the black robe next to

looks envious. This means of treatment is not simple. What is needed is the healing element in the spirit of war.

"Fat Fat Yang, every time I see you [healing], I'm very jealous..." The middle-aged man in black shook his head and smiled bitterly, with a little sadness in his eyes.

"Well, as long as you are a wooden attribute, I will teach you this skill, hum... Unfortunately, you are not."

The middle-aged man in the silver robe snorted coldly, but it can be seen from his face that he was quite proud to be envied by the middle-aged man in the black robe.

"What?" Suddenly, the old man in black frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"That girl of Little Menger is missing." The middle-aged man in black robe frowned and thought deeply.

"If you don't see it, it's gone. Can you still run away? Chu Yi took those little guys to chase Chu Tuan, and he was sure to catch that little guy Chu Xing for you. The middle-aged man in the silver robe said dissatisfiedly.

"Alas...hope!"

Just ten miles away from the middle-aged man in the silver robe and the middle-aged man in the black robe, on a big tree, two figures were looking carefully at this side. Their momentum was restrained to the extreme, and they even abandoned their breathing. They stood motionless on the tree and dared not make a little sound.

Not long after the middle-aged man in the silver robe and black robe left, I heard them breathe out.

"Hu..."

"Bad guy... How did you escape? I clearly watched you being swallowed up by the space black hole! You don't know that you could scare people to death just now. It's really...woo..." Chu Menger cried.

At the moment before the space black hole involved Dingyang, Ding'er took Dingyang into the Taoist tripod and transmitted it to Chu Menger's side. Fortunately, Chu Menger was far away from the place where the two fought. Within a breath, Dingyang took Chu Menger to escape there.

It's also because the middle-aged people in silver robes and middle-aged people in black robes only care about Yang Ling, so they didn't notice the movement of Dingyang.

"Ha ha... My aunt, don't cry, isn't my brother all right? You should know that I am a blessed man and don't die so easily.

Dingyang quickly persuaded him with kind words and coaxed him for a while before Chu Menger burst into tears and laughed.

Suddenly, Dingyang realized something and said anxiously, "Meng'er... Let's go quickly. Brother Chu, they are in trouble..."

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"Ji Jie... Xiao Xingzi, where do you go? Why don't you come to salute when you see your eldest brother and uncle?"

The proud voice filled Chu Xing's ears, making Chu Xing's face red.

"Chu Wuyu, Chu Yi, you two beasts, my parents have been killed by you. Why don't you let me go?" Chu Xing cursed with a sad and indignant face.

Chu Xing regretted why he took Chu Tuan to Chiba City. Now he doesn't know the life and death of Dingyang, and Chu Menger is also nowhere to be found.

Not long after they escaped, they were caught up by Chu Yi and Chu Wuyu. He didn't know how to describe his mood at this moment.

"Ha ha... Xiao Xing, what are you saying? Why didn't grandpa let you go? You'd better go with me. Grandpa promises to treat you well.

Chu Yi looked at Chu Xing with a warm face, and there was no look of grief and indignation bullied by Dingyang at all.

"Hmm! I have left the Chu family. What should I do when I go back? This ancient mountain range is very good. I won't go back.

Chu Xing snorted coldly and became anxious secretly. Looking at the people hanging around him, only a few of them were shoes leaning against the soles of their feet, and most of them relied on their own strength.

More than 20 strong green kings, plus Chu Yi, the strong Qingwang and the strong Qingwang of the Yang family, Chu Xing's heart sank to the bottom.

"Ji Jie... Xiao Xingzi, you still haven't figured out the situation. It's not up to you whether you can go back or not, hum!"

The smile on Chu Wuyu's face disappeared and was replaced by cold and murderous coldness.

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