Chapter 327 Battle of Tangjiabao

"Retreat..." The first line of defense was broken through, and it was obviously unwise to fight with the other party. Tang Wuya immediately issued an order to retreat. Tangjiabao was on fire for a while, and the old, young women and children who had no combat effectiveness had already moved, but they were not afraid that the other party would start killing. The East Gate of the West Gate has a large faction supported by the Wulin League, but it can't be attacked for a while, and the contraction of the defense line will not have much impact.

"Tang Wentian, Tang Wuya, the shrinking turtle has the courage to come out and fight with me!" "The Heavenly Demon God" Ren Xiaoyao smiled wildly. The sound, like Hong Zhong Dalu, spread to the whole Tangjia Fort. More than ten years ago, Ren Xiaoyao was a madman who was addicted to martial arts. Now he is even more powerful. No one knows how powerful his martial arts is. After being scolded face to face, the two still couldn't bear to withdraw to the inner courtyard.

This is the venue for Tangmen disciples to practice every morning, which can accommodate hundreds of people at the same time, which is quite spacious. Ren Xiaoyao led the crowd to chase here and found that the disciples of Tangmen did not run away, and the door behind him slammed tightly. The masters of the Wulin League and the disciples of Tangmen were surrounded. Ye Ningxue, Shi Zhuohang, Fa Zheng and others slowly came out. Obviously, they were tricked.

"Close the door and beat the dog, Ren Xiaoyao, you didn't expect it." Tang Wentian smiled.

Ren Xiaoyao laughed and said, "Can the rabbles stop me? As long as you two are killed, these people are scattered, and all plots and tricks are useless in the face of absolute strength. Xia Ke, when are you going to put it off?"

A man holding a judge's pen came out behind Ren Xiaoyao and suddenly said with a gloomy smile, "I didn't expect Ren Xiaoyao to have time to ask me to do things, so I will sell you." Saying that, tearing it off*, it was Xia Ke, the owner of the Yanluo Temple! An arrow rose into the air and blew up a skeleton in the night sky. However, with thegong fu of incense, the masters of Yan Luodian will also come, and the pressure will be greater.

"Only you righteous people can bully less. What do you think Tangmen still has any chance of winning now?" Ren Xiaoyao laughed. In terms of acquired masters, Tangmen originally had some advantages, but now the two sides are not separated from each other. Tang Wentian and Tang Wuya's two innate masters can fight with Ren Xiaoyao, but the sudden appearance of Xia Ke is enough to change the situation.

"Well, don't talk nonsense. Either you die or I die today. Let's do it!" Tang Wentian jumped down, and his body was flexible. He drew a circle of sword in his hand to attack Ren Xiaoyao. This move can prevent and hurt the enemy. Ren Xiaoyao's two long black iron chains suddenly became straight under the injection of true qi, turning into two guns, and his shooting was like a river of the Yangtze River, rolling away. Seeing that he was about to touch Tang Wentian's shoulder, he was forcibly twisted by his muscles and deformed. Huo's power was improved to 80%, and he hit a move. Tang Wentian's body shook and almost suffocated.

But it was slippery under his feet, and his waist was as if it were in mid-air. While the other party had time to collect the gun, the long sword stabbed him in the wrist. Seeing that a sword was about to be stabbed, but the weapon in Ren Xiaoyao's hand was not a long gun after all, so he suddenly closed it. Like a thousand-foot waterfall, the long chain fell down and hit the sword heavily. Tang Wentian's arm shook, but he felt that his chest was in the middle of the boulder, and his arms were like mountain pressure, which was extremely uncomfortable under the two strong forces.

Tang Wuya's face was shocked, and three bone-pevoking nails drew an arc and came out of his hand. This arc makes it difficult to guess the landing point, which is very different from the "Sura hand" used by Xiao Ran at the beginning. Don't say it's an ordinary bone-through nail. Even picking flowers and flying leaves is extremely lethal in the hands of Tangmen masters. Ren Xiaoyao flashed one of the three bone-pevoking nails, and the black iron chain blocked the two, but lost the opportunity to continue to do it.

As the leaders of both sides engage in each other, the rest of the congregation are also looking for their own targets. Xia Ke's judge's pen turned and instantly took the lives of two disciples of the Martial Arts League. There was no master to stop him, and killing rose for a while.

"Do not be presumptuous!" Tang Wenying was like the wind, bypassing the crowd and pouring a handful of "five poisons sand" on his face. This object is extremely toxic and covers a wide range, and no one dares to face it head-on. Xia Ke didn't look at it, and hooked a disciple of the Wulin League and took turns. Hearing a scream, the man covered his face and struggled on the ground. After half a moment, his skin became purulent and smelled. The other elders of Tangmen arrived one by one, and they were all masters of the peak of the day after tomorrow. Even if the five people joined forces, they could barely support them for a moment. As for the rest of the demon elders, they can only be handed over to Ye Ningxue, Shi Zhuohang and others.

"Tang Wenying, you are just a character who can't even break through the innate realm, and you dare to be wild in front of me. It's really looking for death. I heard that Tangmen's poison weapons are famous all over the world. In this case, leave your life today. Xia Ke's pen became a wind, and the tip of the pen condensed three inches of "pen" and the offensive was fierce, forcing Tang Wenying to retreat repeatedly. Tang Wenying's palms flipped, and a dark green poison gas enveloped Xia Ke's whole body.

Under the pressure of these fierce moves of wearing, clicking, picking, stabbing and poking, Tang Wenying's left wrist was hit. Xia Ke sneered and ignored the attack of the other four people. A side-sided pen into chopsticks clamped Tang Wenying's injured arm and bent out. With a snap, it suddenly broke into two.

"Lao Tang..." The elders exclaimed, but they couldn't keep up with the speed of the other party and could only be anxious. Maybe it is difficult for Xia Ke to kill five people, but it is not a problem to concentrate on killing one person. Tang Wenying is not only Tang Wentian's own brother, but also a drug expert. Killing him will obviously greatly increase his morale.

"Ghost doctor? I'd like to see if the judge's pen in my hand can accept you, you little guy.

Xia Ke handed out the judge's pen with her left hand, and the cold light flashed on the tip of the pen and erased it with a move to "pierce through the throat". At this time, two white jade-like "beast claws" in the night sky were surrounded by Xia Ke, one left and one right, without a sound. Because it was shot from behind Tang Wenying, Xia Ke found that it was not more than a meter away. Xia Ke really saw that these two claws were not what kind of claws. It is clearly an extremely smart hidden weapon technique, connecting the tails of five bone-permeable nails and shooting them out with the "Sura hand". These five jade-white penerating nails are absolutely extraordinary.

Xia Ke sneered and retreated. The judge's pen in his hand suddenly turned, and the ejection soared three inches and passed through the throat from the side. Tang Wenying spilled a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground on his side. The two "beast claws" caught a gap and suddenly burst in front of Xia Ke. Three masked men rushed out of the dark and entangled with Xia Ke.

"Grandpa..." A woman in a white dress and a veil rushed out of the distance crying. Tangjiabao's dripping is very familiar with this sound. Who else can there be besides the young lady?

"Stupid...stupid girl...you...come back...what are you doing...go quickly..." Tang Wenying said intermittently, and the hole in his throat was bleeding. Tang Wan covered Tang Wenying's throat with a silk scarf, poured true qi into one hand to heal her wounds, and tears fell like rain: "Grandpa will not die, he will not die..."

"This old bone is enough to live. It's ridiculous that I call myself a ghost doctor, but I can't save myself... Cough..." With that, I spit out two mouthfuls of blood. Xiao Ran and the three of them fought with Xia Ke covered their faces, plus four Tang Sect elders. Then the anger in my heart was insoluble. Xiao Ran took Xia Ke's "double butterfly dance flower" and retreated a few steps to resolve his remaining strength.

"Senior Tang..." Xiao Ran clenched his fist and was about to take revenge. But he was grasped by Tang Wenying's thin palm: "I have no one in my life. I don't know if I can hear a master when I die." Thinking of the days when Professor Tang Wenying's "Sura Hand" and "Lost Walk" on Golden Toad Island, Xiao Ran couldn't help but feel sour. Without Tang Wenying, there would be no today's Xiao Ran.

"Master..." Xiao Ran shouted hoarsely.

Tang Wenying smiled with relief, and his face gradually became bloodless. He took out a scroll from his arms and whispered something in Xiao Ran's ear. Xiao Ran nodded heavily with tears in his eyes: "Master, I will definitely hand it into her. Master, master..." Xiao Ran shouted loudly, but could no longer wake up this kind old man.

I suddenly found that this old man who laughed all day had such an important position in his heart. When his life is dying, it is he who saves himself, and when he is depressed and closed consciousness, he tries to wake him up. Even his wedding with Tang Wan was facilitated by him, and he didn't have time to repay it. At this moment, I can only watch the old man's life pass.