Chapter 31 Fierce Battle

The disciples around Wangqing Lake have successively approached the Golden Toad Island under the leadership of the elders of Tangmen, and a bunch of torches illuminated the surroundings. I don't know when the island protection array has been untied, and a large number of Tangmen gushed out of the ship. Tang Wuxun and Tang Wuying are both of Tang Wuya's peers. They abide by various strict rules and have been practicing hard for many years and have become second only to the three elders of Tangmen. Hard work is enough to squeeze into the ranks of first-class masters. In order to protect the forbidden land of Tangmen, Golden Toad Island has not been out of the world for many years. In the past, I always thought it was a move, but only then did I know that Tang Wentian's arrangement was not unfounded.

Tang Wuying commanded a ship's disciples to log in at once, and at the same time sent a signal bomb, staring anxiously over the Wandu Garden. After a moment, he said, "Fourth brother, why hasn't Tangjiabao replied yet?"

Tang Wuxun frowned and shook his head and said, "Five sister, it seems that things can't wait any longer than expected. We led two teams of disciples to search from both sides of the island, and the other two teams of disciples chose two clever people to search from the front to the poison garden; when they saw the people who broke into the island, they warned with arrows.

Tang Wuying thought for a little and said in a low voice, "Just do as the fifth brother said." After turning to the two disciples, he took a team of people from the right side of the island. It's not that Tang Wuying didn't see Tang Wuxun and others, but he couldn't free his hand to respond at all.

Tang Wenyan said, "Third brother, you'd better hand over the first volume of the Book of Poison. You and my brother, don't force me to kill!"

Tang Wenying was secretly flitated: "It turns out that he still has a killer mace. After a few years, is this Poison Sutra really so powerful?"

Tang Sect's reinforcements have caused it. Although it is not a master, many ants bite dead elephants. If hundreds of disciples send out hidden weapons together, the innate masters may not be able to cope with it! Tang Wenying said, "You have long known that Ren Xiaoyao is imprisoned on this island. What's the benefit of collusion with Tongtian Demon Sect?"

Tang Wuyan said, "You are wrong. I don't know that Ren Xiaoyao is trapped on this island. I didn't know until I went to the island. What's ridiculous is that Meng Yunhe still knows about this and wants to take advantage of me? What a joke. He just wants me to hold you back. How can this little trick not be seen? How did he know that I was not using him again? If you want to force you to teach the first volume of the Poison Sutra, someone must attract the masters of Tangmen. Whether he succeeds or not, I won't lose. If they are not rescued, they will be unlucky. Anyway, there are few good things about the magic religion. If it is rescued, I owe you a favor. I'm not a decent man. He dares not return this favor. If Ren Xiaoyao wants to make trouble, just make trouble. The more chaotic the world, the better. I, Tangmen, will become the hero of this troubled times and unify the world!"

"You crazy! The city is still as deep as ever. Tang Wenying scolded angrily.

"Less nonsense, the Book of Poison will not be handed in."

Tang Wenying showed one more ghost and lost steps and said, "Delusion."

In the distance, a small team of disciples came to hear the sound. Tang Wenyan gritted his teeth and his face flashed ferociously: "No wonder I am. You are begging for trouble." The power of the fierce rise increased by three points, and Tang Wenying was already the end of the strong crossbow. Finally, he was slapped on his right shoulder by Tang Wenyan and couldn't move the big hole around him. Tang Wenyan flashed and found a yellow pamphlet from Tang Wenying's arms. After roughly looking at it to make sure it was correct, he put it in his arms. He smiled strangely and gradually disappeared into the night.

When Tang Wuying and others arrived, they saw Tang Wenying lying motionless on the ground. After carefully identifying Tang Wenying's identity, they were surprised and said, "Uncle San, why is it you?" Busy untied the acupuncture points around the body. Tang Wenying spit out a mouthful of blood and didn't care about the Poison Sutra. He pointed to Niu'er Mountain and said, "Go to Niu'er Mountain and stop the remnants of the Heavenly Demon Sect."

Only then did Tang Wuying know that the person who attacked the poisonous garden at night was actually the first faction of the magic: the Heavenly Demon Sect! No wonder he was able to force his uncle to this point, and I don't know why he didn't kill him. There was no time to waste, so he ordered several disciples to stay and take care of Tang Wenying, and led the rest of the disciples to rush to Nuer Mountain.

Ren Xiaoyao looked around and said to Luo Qianfeng, "You still can stand a few tricks."

A long roar came from the sky, interrupting Ren Xiaoyao's words. Everyone looked up, and a huge "strange bird" wandered in the sky, and the two huge wings pulled and closed at an amazing speed. Meng Yunhe finally squeezed out a smile on his tight face and whistled, "Let's go!"

Xue Ling secretly said that it was not good. At this time, it was impossible to stop the three people. The three of them soared into the air at the same time. Maybe outsiders don't understand what this hovering "strange bird" is, but Xiao Ran can't be more clear. This is a complex gliding device, with two wings stretching extremely fast and a spring device installed in the middle. In addition, the light skills of martial arts practitioners maintain flight. The tail pendulum has been changed and tied to the human legs respectively, relying on the swing of the feet to change the direction. I don't know which craftsman can come up with it.

Xiao Ran said, "Don't let them climb the tree."

The words are not finished, and several people have flashed to the treetops. Everyone is unwilling to make an effort to turn it into nothing. Luo Qianfeng bent his one leg like an arrow out of the string. The body rotated in reverse direction and rose into the air, and the airflow rubbed against the clothes to make a "Zizi" sound. True qi gathers in the palm and dominates the palm with qi. Like a dragon leaping from the abyss and roaring. The airflow in the void turned into a ferocious dragon head, and he actually wanted to capture Ren Xiaoyao with the power of this palm.

Ren Xiaoyao even saw the ignition light gathering around him in mid-air. The spiritual position is not chaotic, and the bottom of the feet is heavy. With the effort of "thousands of pounds", the staggered legs make it difficult to distinguish between reality and reality, stepping on the "dragon" in the void. Before the foot, a momentum of Mount Tai has been suppressed. The wind blew so hard that Luo Qianfeng's cheeks were deformed. Like the weather in June, people can't breathe. Luo Qianfeng did not dare to neglect. He pressed his internal injury and forcibly improved his skills. It was expected that Ren Xiaoyao would not feel good. As long as you miss the opportunity, it will be difficult to escape. With the rapid sound around, it's time for the people of Tangmen to arrive.

When the "dragon" came into contact with his legs, Ren Xiaoyao temporarily changed his move. The body is like a swift, and the toes are gently touched. With the help of Luo Qianfeng's power, he jumped to the flying strange bird. The black iron chain steadily wrapped around the claws of the strange bird and laughed, "Old call flowers, please send it away. Leave your head for the time being and pick it up later! Hahaha..."

Luo Qianfeng's palm with all his strength was as soft as hitting cotton. At this time, there was nowhere to vent and pour back. His chest was like being hit by a huge hammer, although he took advantage of people's danger. As Xiaoyao's martial arts, how could he defeat him? At this time, the long-depressed internal injury gushed out like a levee and fell from the air. Xue Ling is pestering Meng Yunhe and can't get rid of him. Even if you see it, you can only be secretly anxious. Guang Chengzi did not have the idea of fighting to death from the beginning. At this time, since the poison stopped the attack and was unwatched, would he wait to die if he didn't escape? The Buddha dust swept away and the arrow went away.

At the critical moment, a maple-colored woman in a robe stroked in half air and asked Luo Qianfeng to catch him to avoid the end of being smashed. Tang Wuying said, "Senior Luo, who broke into the island?"

Luo Qianfeng vomited blood and slowly raised his hand to the sky. Tang Wuying looked at the situation and suddenly changed his face: "cut it off!"

The strange birds are not far from the ground, and the disciples of Tangmen put hidden weapons in the air one after another. Iron thorns, long arrows with fire, and flying locusts are all over the sky. The "strange bird" gradually rose, and under the strict defense of Ren Xiaoyao's iron chain, it gradually did not constitute a threat. The strange bird sang loudly, turned around and threw more than ten round iron bumps. The long lead dragged into invisible sparks.

Tang Wuying was shocked and said, "The Thunderbolt flare, disperse quickly!"

The disciples fled and scattered, but there was no imaginary explosion sound after the "fire bomb" touched the ground, like a top in a child's hand, rumbling and rolling thick smoke. The field was white, and I couldn't see my fingers. A black figure quietly jumped towards the treetops. It was almost too late for everyone to react. Meng Yunhe was proud of his clever arrangement and suddenly felt a strong strangling atmosphere behind him, which was inevitable. The tip of the sword was pierced in the chest, and blood surged to the ground. Seeing the loss of vitality.

Xue Ling's requirements for practicing body skills are extremely strict, and she is very proficient in listening and position recognition. At the moment when the Thunderbolt flare fell, there was already six points of affirmation. It is not to mention that Ren Xiaoyao's comeback is the time of employment. It is impossible for Meng Yunhe to let his confidant be buried here just by following him for many years. When the disciples scattered around looking for a place of cover, they stared at Meng Yunhe's movement. This time, it was really a good bet.