First thousand three hundred fifty two chapter

Wang Chong smiled in his heart, and his "brother" was not so easy to convince. The identity of Qingyang Gongzi may have won others, but he may not be able to win him.

However, Wang Chong is not in a hurry.

"Oh, it seems that the law of care is still very deep-minded to me. Didn't I already say it when the Song League was in the Lord? We were attacked by thieves, so they were separated. If the Guardian Law is interested in the guard around me, I can't use it. How long will I be able to see him. Just, to help the Zhengqi League, the Guardian Law is still so skeptical, is this really just this?"

Wang Chong smiled slightly.

Hey! Hearing this sentence, Ji An’s face changed slightly, and a chilly breath erupted from him, and the whole person became more and more dangerous.

"Hey, you are not afraid! Now that the teacher is not there, you are not afraid that I will kill you?"

Ji Andu's look is more and more cold, and the **** in the food are slightly curved, and it seems to be ready to start. However, Wang Chong is completely indifferent.

"Oh, the five elders of the Zhengqi League are at the foot of the mountain, and the lord is at the top of the mountain. There are as many as hundreds of disciples in the whole mountain. If the Guardian Law wants to kill me, let's do it!"

Wang Chongdao. The face of the cloud is light and windy, and it does not put the threat of the meter in the eyes.

"you!"

Ji An’s look was heavy and he was furious. The **** was completely fearless.

Wang Chong was calm and smiled. Song Yuanyi arranged five elders at the foot of the mountain. Although he could not leave quietly, it also made him unable to take unscrupulous shots.

If under such defensiveness, he is still sneak attacked and injured, it is simply laughing at the world. This is equal to the protection of Wang Chong invisibly.

The void was silent, and Ji’an looked at Wang Chong’s back. The eyes were uncertain. Wang Chong’s words really made him jealous, but the next moment, I don’t know what I thought of, and Ji’an suddenly laughed:

"Ha ha ha, even if you are a young man, how do you really think I can't take you?"

In the light stone fire, Ji An’s eyes flashed an extremely dangerous light. His fingers slammed, smashed, and a sharp sigh, sharp as a sword, slammed toward Wang Chong’s right shoulder. Actually, it is desperate to go directly to Wang Chong.

However, the next moment, oh, the light flashed, Wang Chong's body flickered, it seems that he had already expected such a blow. He raised his hand and flashed the hit with Ji Andu.

"Hey! Still want to hide?"

Ji An is suddenly murderous.

"The law of care, you should not forget who I am!"

Wang Chong stood outside the seven or eight steps of Ji’an, and his robes swayed and pointed at him.

Hearing this sentence, Ji Andu suddenly felt a glimpse of his heart. Qingyang Gongzi Jingwei Wanwu knew everything about the world martial arts. He could direct the disciples of Zhengqi League to deal with Xuan Yin's ancestors, and naturally they could flash themselves. hit.

"Measuring Law, I am kind to help you, even if you stay in Zhengqi League is also your owner's meaning, the law is so dissatisfied with me, it seems that I had to leave the Song League master in advance!"

Wang Chong’s smile suddenly rose a few degrees.

"You threaten me!"

Ji Andu looked cold and was about to start again. At this time, a scream came:

"Measuring Law, what are you doing! Qingyang Gongzi is the guest of our upright alliance, can't be unreasonable!"

It was at this time an old voice came. However, for a moment, a heavy footstep, coming to the place where Wang Chong and others were located, Ji An turned his head and saw that an elder of the Zhengzhou League was striding forward.

Ji An’s heart stunned and suddenly changed his face.

In addition to the five elders at the bottom of the mountain, there are several elders at the base to patrol at any time. All of Ji’an’s minds were placed on Wang Chong’s body, and even if he heard the footsteps, he didn’t care too much. It was expected that Wang Chong had already counted it, and deliberately raised his voice, "to admit his early words to the Song League," and lured him.

"Oh, you are amazing!"

Ji An saw the situation, knowing that it was impossible to test Wang Chong again, and immediately put away his fingers.

"The elders misunderstood, and the Qingyang son has a good grace for us. I saw him alone, just come and look at it. The son, let's talk again next time!"

After saying this, Ji An did not go back to the mountain.

"Qingyang Gongzi, are you okay?"

The Zhenggang ally immediately came over and asked.

"Oh, nothing, the levy method just seems to be a misunderstanding to me. But now it's okay."

Wang Chong faintly said.

Not far away, Ji’an, who has gone to fifty or sixty steps, has a steep twitch on his face.

"Oh?"

The elder of the righteous coalition, slightly frowned, a look of doubt.

If Wang Chong didn't want to say it, he couldn't help it. He whispered a few words and immediately turned away and walked to other places.

On the top of the mountain, Ji An stood in the darkness and glanced at Wang Chong.

Wang Chong knows that this matter is far from over. Since he has dared to open Song Song, and the bright and bright presence in front of himself threatens himself, there will be other actions.

"You are looking for a dead end!"

Wang Chong’s mind flashed a thought, his eyes became cold and cold.

Wang Chong quickly calmed down and quietly adjusted his interest. I don't know how long it took. When Wang Chong adjusted his anger, suddenly a feeling of slight scalping came from his arms. At the same time, a little green light emerged from Wang Chong's chest. Although it was not very bright, it was very eye-catching in the dark.

"this is……"

Wang Chong will sneak into his arms and take the thing out. He just glanced at it and immediately changed his color slightly.

He looked up and swiftly swept around, and he couldn't see anything in the darkness, only a gust of wind, call sign, passing over.

Everything looks different from before, but Wang Chong knows that everything has changed, and a crisis lurks at any time.

call out!

Wang Chong took the opportunity to stand up, and the steep station got up and walked toward the higher part of the mountain. A blink of an eye disappeared without a trace.

When Wang Chong left, not many people noticed that it was not far from the foot of the mountain. A figure, wearing a night dress, hidden in a dense treetop, only with a pair of eyes, looking at the mountains in the night, the eyes are very strong.

"Three nights, it is a good time to start, they will kill them and lose their armor, blood flow into the river!"

The black man smiled and quickly looked at another voice behind him:

"Blood, did you find the target?"

"Oh, rest assured, the goal is still on the mountain, and you can't run."

A voice came, **** cats were on the waist, hidden in another tree, the atmosphere and the whole tree merged into one, if you don't go to the vicinity to pay special attention, you can't find it.

"Oh! Time is almost up, let's act!"

The two men's body is a vertical, like a ghost, quietly silent, and quickly headed in the direction of the three fighters in the distance.

"call!"

The breeze blows, everything is hidden in the darkness, everything is quiet. After about half a sip of tea, the air flow surged, and a strong wind suddenly swept from the sky in the east, boasting in the direction of the Zhengqi League.

In such a night, everything is normal. However, not many people have observed that this night has more unusual things.

On the east side of the temporary base of Zhengqi League, a disciple of Zhengzheng League dressed in Taiji crane suit, sitting cross-legged, five hearts facing up, silently practicing.

Suddenly the wind rushed over, and the disciple of the smug of the squadron swayed, sucking a few mouths and then couldn’t help but open his eyes, revealing a confused look in his eyes.

However, before he could understand what was wrong, the next moment, he was soft and straight and fell to the ground.

One, two, three...

At night, a disciple of the Zhengzheng League suddenly fell down like a stake.

"Who!"

In the dark night, I only listened to a violent drink. At the foot of the mountain, the guardian in the east stood up and stood up. The eyes stared at the depths of the night, showing a vigilant look.

The elder's perception of danger far exceeds that of ordinary people. Almost immediately, the elder of the arrogant alliance immediately felt a strong crisis.

"Hey!"

Deep in the night, more than a mile away, a black man suspended above the treetops, and the other two were suspended in the air, standing with hands and sneer. And there is a black bag next to them. Under the control of hernia, a tiny white powder is like a galaxy that is flying backwards and coming into the wind.

At this stronghold of Zhengqi League, at least thousands of disciples have gathered. Such a large number may have long since retreated from the ordinary people, even if the Five ancestors did not dare to harass in the case of Song Yuanyi.

But for the black man, even if the secular imperial power is not in their eyes, how can they care about the power of the sectarian world, even if there are more masters on the mountain, they will dare to do it.

"Not good! Enemy! The night wind is poisonous, everyone is holding their breath!"

In the darkness, there was another loud scream, and the voice was anxious. In an instant, a stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the original quiet mountain was suddenly chaotic.

"what!"

A burst of exclamations came from the top of the mountain, and more and more disciples woke up from the entrance. I noticed the strangeness in the mountains, but everything is too late. The immortals are colorless and tasteless. It is difficult to detect. For such a moment, I don’t know how many disciples have fallen to the ground.

"It’s really a ghost! I still find them when I hide here."

On the top of the mountain, Wang Chong was condescending, looking down and looking cold.

Although the battle has not yet begun, Wang Chong has already felt the breath of those black people early.

It has been a long time since the capitalist went to the northwest. These people are still lingering, like the bones of the skeleton, and have been here.