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Save or not?

Of course, I won’t save it!

He and Lu Yuanlong have little friendship.

What's more, Lu Yuanlong can even attack his brother Ding Yuhu, who once entrusted his life and death, so it would be too ridiculous to talk to such a person.

Pei Yuan launched the small account of Xiongba in order to seize power and facilitate the collection of spiritual things. With Lu Yuanlong's personality, would he be willing to "abdicate the throne and give way to the wise"?

At that time, I have to go through the old routine again, either to suppress or kill Lu Yuanlong. Wouldn’t I take off my pants and fart?

"father!"

At this time, Lu Hongdie also saw the fierce battle on the street ahead through the shaking torch. Lu Yuanlong was surrounded and dangerously perished.

Lu Hongdie's pupils suddenly dilated and she exclaimed in surprise.

Since she can remember, she has never seen her father encounter such a danger.

As soon as the sleeves of the robe were spitting out, Lu Hongbutterfly floated up like a red cloud, and two scimitars pulled out of the sleeves, and they were about to rush forward to help Lu Yuanlong.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Three arrows came from the night sky, like strong wind, which forced Lu Hongdie to block it. Although he split the arrow, his body was shocked and fell from the air and staggered backwards.

The Seven Heroes Club is known as the Seven Heroes, but it does not mean that there are only seven people in them. There are also a group of subordinates waiting to be dispatched under their command.

This group of men and Iron Palm Gang members had about three or four hundred people, surrounded the streets centered on Lu Yuanlong, and then the masters of Sha Zhongheng and the Seven Heroes Society were the main force, repeatedly repelling the breakthroughs of Lu Yuanlong and other Tianxiong congregations.

At this moment, Xiongba, Lu Hongdie and Musugong broke out from outside, and there was no panic, nor did they all go out. There was a team of people rushing out on both sides of the left and right sides, about thirty or forty people, waving their weapons and swinging in!

"Um?"

Lu Hongdie's shout naturally reached Lu Yuanlong, Ding Xie and others' ears.

Not only did Lu Yuanlong not have any joy, he was shocked and angry.

Ding Xie also looked cold: "What's going on? How could Lu Hongdie come here? Tianxiong should be empty inside at this time, and there are not many masters left. With the strength of Gu Yue and Zhang Guang and the many iron wingguards, it is enough to win."

"What happened?"

Zhang Guang is the name of the man in black robe in the iron wingguard.

As the eight commanders of the Iron Wing Guards, his status is second only to the four major policing envoys and commanders. Zhang Guang is also well-known in the three prefectures of Wenqiu Kingdom.

The thoughts quickly turned, Ding Xie's expression remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "Oh! Sister Hongdie has arrived. Uncle, you have to hold on. At least you must see the day when my sister Hongdie and I get married together!"

The words were harmonious, Ding Xie showed his palm without any mercy, and it was even more strange and swift. At the same time, the golden rings of both wrists flew out of their hands, spinning continuously in the air, drawing dazzling afterimages.

"Entertainment father, the child offended!" Lu Tengjiao apologized, and his left scimitar fell on Lu Yuanlong's arm like a cold moon.

The three of them were also smiling grimly in the sand, and the iron palm, flying fork and fish hook were greeted.

Although the cooperation between several people was not a tacit understanding, Lu Yuanlong was already seriously injured by a sneak attack by Ding Xie. He was now blocked and soon he was in a mess of trouble.

Lu Yuanlong's big spear swayed, resisting attacks from all directions, especially Ding Xie's palm power. Each hit hit the gun body, which made his body tremble as if it was electric shock, and his palm seemed to be about to be torn apart.

"This little beast..." Lu Yuanlong gritted his teeth, but blood couldn't stop gushing out, staring at Ding Xie, his eyes shattering.

In just a few short breaths of fighting, he realized that Ding Xie's cultivation was not inferior to him, and he even walked further than him in the eight orifices, perhaps even getting closer to opening the Niwan Temple.

With such strength, even if he is single against single, he has no confidence in winning, let alone being attacked first, one against five.

Lu Yuanlong hatred!

I hate Ding Xie, and I also hate the ancient sky.

I hated Gu Changkong for saving Ding Xie, which brought him such a great disaster. If he could survive today, he would never let Gu Changkong go peacefully.

when!

The gold and iron clashed, Lu Yuanlong swept across the spear, shaking away the sword that Lu Tengjiao slashed, and shouted: "Sad son, die!"

The gun turned into Changhong and suddenly stabbed Lu Tengjiao in the throat. But halfway through, he suddenly shot a fork and blocked his spear.

Immediately afterwards, the iron palm in the sand hit him directly, and the seal pointed at his back.

Lu Yuanlong twisted his body and avoided it, and finally he was one step slower. He was rubbed by the palm wind and half of his arm. The body suddenly numbed and his body was slightly stiff.

But in this fierce battle of lightning, even the short stagnation is enough to be fatal.

With a "swish", a little cold light flashed in the void, and a fish hook penetrated into Lu Yuanlong's right eye.

Lu Yuanlong suddenly felt the pain in his right eye and his energy was venting. The fish hook actually plucked out one of his eyes and fell into the air.

The energy of the fish Wannian fingers was attracted, shaking a fishing line that was invisible to the naked eye. The hook rolled back, but he sighed on his face: "The next time I hook, I can't even catch a blind man. It seems that I'm still a half-baked person after all!"

The golden ring surrounding the flying in the air fell rapidly, and two "puff" sounds hit Lu Yuanlong's legs. The bones crackled and crisp sounds. Lu Yuanlong's knees softened and he knelt down.

Two golden rings ejected into the air and happened to return to Ding Xie's wrist. He slashed down like a knife, slashing the dragon spear in Lu Yuanlong's palm.

"Uncle, you don't seem to have made much progress over the years. My nephew is really disappointed."

Ding Xie laughed, turned his palm into claws, and suddenly pinched Lu Yuanlong's usual right hand, which was holding a gun, and the surging energy burst out.

"Since you haven't made any progress, it's useless to keep this hand."

Click!

With a crisp sound, Lu Yuanlong's five fingers in his right hand were broken, and his flesh and blood were broken, revealing thick white bones.

Lu Yuanlong's face twitched in pain, and his left eye was congested with blood. He glared at Ding Xie fiercely. For a moment, Ding Xie's appearance coincided with Ding Yuhu.

Lu Yuanlong's face was twisted, as if mad, and shouted: "Ding Yuhu, I, Lu Yuanlong, will never die at your hands, you can't beat me!"

As he spoke, the already scattered energy in Lu Yuanlong's body became even more irritable, as if he was forcibly kneaded together, which made his muscles, bones, and membranes shake, and his body tremble.

Ding Xie and others all changed their faces.

The sand is horizontal, the mountain is Tengjiao, the fish are ten thousand years old, and Liu Hanyan retreats suddenly.

Ding Xie snorted coldly, pinched Lu Yuanlong's five fingers with force, and threw him into the air. Then, with a "boom" sound, Lu Yuanlong's body exploded and his flesh and blood shattered.

Ding Xie waved his palm and turned into a strong wind, scattering the flesh and blood that was floating away.

"It's really cheap this old dog!"

The revenge was revenged, but Ding Xie's face was gloomy and there was no joy.

Lu Yuanlong died so easily that all the torture methods he planned were useless, which made Ding Xie feel uncomfortable as if he had one punch to the empty place.

"Dad! Dad!"

On the other side, Lu Hongdie looked into the air, her eyes weeping blood, and she shouted at the top of her lungs, her body was shaking, and she even forgot that she was still in the battle, and there were enemies from all directions.

Several steel knives took this opportunity to slash her chest and back.

Dangdangdang!

A subtle cold light flashed in the air. Mu Xugong held a thin sword that was only one finger wide. The sword move was strange and the attack was fierce, and the few swords that were slashing towards Lu Hongdie.

The thin swords gathered, turning into cold lights, leaving a blood mark on the throats of two of them.

The two men's pupils were wide, their faces showed a look of fear, and they fell to the ground "thump".

"Miss, there are too many enemies. We are weak in fighting against the masses, so we have no chance of winning. Go away quickly! Don't let the leader sacrifice in vain!"

Mu Xugong rescued Lu Hongdie, but his body retreated. Seeing Lu Yuanlong being surrounded and killed after just a few breaths, his heart suddenly felt cold.

Even though there are dozens of Tianxiong warriors on the street, Kisu-kun doesn't think he has any chance of winning.

He felt that he was worthy of Lu Yuanlong and Tianxiong's meeting when he was able to save Lu Hongdie once.

Swish!

A breeze passed by and naturally flowed behind Musui Gong. It was not until it reached Musui Gong's back that Musui Gong felt cold on his spine.

It was an iron sword, held in Zhu Rongen's hand of "Seven Kills of Smoky Rain". This person seemed to be a killer in the dark night, and he sneered at this moment: "Kun Kisu? The broken ship of the old era also wanted to stir up the wind and rain in this era? Since it has come, let's sink here."

The Seven Heroes Society wants to attack the Tianxiong Society, and of course they have closely understood all the masters that can be found in the Tianxiong Society.

After all, there is still the inner ghost Lu Tengjiao, so many things are not secrets.

The sword came abruptly, as fast as the wind, and Mu Xu Gong had no time to dodge. He could only thrust his back and move a bone toward the coming cold light.

"I don't like to hear this anymore, why did I break the boat?"

Bang!

A big hand suddenly rushed out from the side, pinching the sword that Zhu Rongen stabbed. The cold sword edge and the bitter sword energy made blood flow out of the palm of the palm.

Xiongba's expression remained unchanged, looking at Zhu Rongen calmly.

Zhu Rongen was slightly surprised, then shouted coldly: "Looking for death!" His wrist turned sharply, driving the sword's edge, trying to cut Xiongba's palm with one sword.

Click!

Xiongba directly broke the sword edge, and inserted it into Zhu Rongen's face like a broken dagger.

Zhu Rongen was also a ruthless character. Not only did he not retreat, he looked ferocious, holding half of the iron sword in his hand and stabbed Xiongba’s heart.
To be continued...