While the two were talking, footsteps suddenly came from outside. The Thousand-Handed Rakshasa suddenly turned into a creepy blood-red pupil, and the fangs in their mouths grew a lot.

"Black Dragon King, the dogs you raised in the Dragon Gate are really loyal, and they are chasing them tightly. They have been chasing here but still refuse to give up." Qianshou Rakshasa smiled.

Wang Lang had no expression on his face, and the black card in his hand slid down, staring at the Thousand-Handed Rakshasa.

It is inevitable to fight with Dragon Slayer. Anyway, it is better to kill two of these vampires under Dragon Slayer as soon as possible. Otherwise, the vampires' recovery ability will be too strong. For Wang Lang, it will not be cost-effective at all. If you die early and you will be able to pass one, you will be more relaxed in the future. Wang Lang also figured it out at this moment. When he sees Dragon Slayer, he will kill them if he can. Anyway, they are all vampires, and keeping them will harm people. It is better to eliminate harm for the people.

"Is the Black Dragon King going to do it?" Qianshou Rakshasa laughed.

Wang Lang took out his ears, "Is it because I didn't show it obvious enough?"

Qianshou Rakshasa grinned, shook his hands, and more than a dozen iron tags came towards Wang Lang's face. Wang Lang shook his hands and pulled out a series of phantoms in his hand towards Qianshou Rakshasa.

Both hands attacked in an instant.

Wang Lang didn't hide at all and slapped the sign with a rude manner, but Qianshou Rakshasa was not so stubborn and jumped out of the window. But unexpectedly, he was caught in by a dark curtain that suddenly came from outside the window.

The Thousand-Handed Rakshasa flew towards Wang Lang. Wang Lang couldn't care so much for the time being, and punched the Thousand-Handed Rakshasa.

The seventh level of the Divine Dragon is more compact than before, and it is more than twice the strength before. One punch is equivalent to seven punches. The Thousand-Handed Rakshasa flew towards the window again. When it was about to reach the window, a pair of feet reached out and kicked the Thousand-Handed Rakshasa at Wang Lang again.

Wang Lang kicked him again without any mercy. Thousand-handed Rakshasa flew around between the two like a sandbag without any intention of stopping.

After more than a dozen rounds, Qianshou Rakshasa had already started vomiting blood, and people outside slowly came in through the window.

In the summer, I wore a black leather jacket, suit pants, leather shoes, and my greasy hair was so greasy that I didn’t know how much oil I had baked. I had a big back head. When I came in, I didn’t forget to shake my hair and wore a jade ring.

When Wang Lang saw the person coming, he was stunned for a long time. When he finally realized it, he couldn't help but ask.

"Senior Yumen Pass? Why are you here?" Wang Lang asked.

The person who came was Yumen Pass. Yumen Pass shook his oily head and reached out to tidy up his oily hair. "After the order of Sanniang, I came to give the Black Dragon King a knife. I encountered this pickled guy on the way, and I chased him here. Unexpectedly, I met the second master here. I wouldn't have to go there any more."

Wang Lang was relieved, but after seeing Yumen Pass, Wang Lang couldn't help but remember what had happened before. He had asked Hu Die to investigate. The one who killed Luo's family in Linshui City was touching Yumen Pass in front of him. And it was indeed recorded that Yumen Pass killed the Luo family members, that is, Yumen Pass killed Wang Lang's two uncles. However, Longmen naturally had their own reasons to do things. It was impossible to kill innocent people indiscriminately.

This is what the person in Yumenguan felt when Wang Lang was a child. He had not changed for decades, and even the leather jacket he had not changed, I don’t know what he was looking for.

In my hometown, I have a great identity, a contractor, and a big contractor. He handled the projects in many places in my hometown. Because I am very conscientious and fast in workmanship, the business is very good. Everyone kindly called Boss Yu, but only people from Longmen know that Yumen Pass is one of the elders in the 33rd level of Longmen Heaven. My skills are unfathomable, and I have never considered the specific strength. Anyway, no one mentioned it. Wang Lang has never seen Yumen Pass take action. This time it doesn't count, but today's work is still on.

While speaking, Yumen Pass handed Wang Lang a black iron block that was one centimeter thick in size. "Sanniang caught a guard under Dragon Slayer not long ago. When she saw their swords, she felt that it was very light, so she found the old craftsman in the door to transform the dragon sword. Do you want to try it? If you don't take it, I'll take it back and make it more."

Wang Lang rubbed the black block, and felt the mechanism above, and then he pinched the fingers and slapped the thing the size of the palm suddenly turned into a ferocious dragon sword. However, the embossed dragon body that was exquisitely carved in the past was gone, but there was a lifelike dragon engraved on it. Under the moonlight, the dragon was moving, as if it was coming alive.

With a casual stroke, the dragon sword cut out a hideous hole on the iron sheet of the ship like a piece of paper. It was a bit unwilling to let go of the knife.

"Thank you."

"What should I do thank you?" Yumenguan said with a smile.

While speaking, Yumenguan raised his legs and stepped down, and stepped directly on the waist of Qianshou Rakshasa. When he heard a crack, Qianshou Rakshasa groaned in pain. The whole person instantly entered a state of madness. He wanted to bite Wang Lang, but Wang Lang fainted again.

The two looked at each other and smiled knowingly. Wang Lang rubbed it for a long time and felt that although this thing was smaller than before, it was still the same heavy. It seemed that it was just a good job to do it again, but the object was still big in his pocket, and it was not a problem to hold it in his hand. Although it became smaller and the carving looked very good. But it was also a problem to have no place to put it.

Yumenguan suddenly slapped his forehead, unbuttoned his belt, and handed Wang Lang a black belt, "This is a belt that is specially matched, just hang this thing on his waist."

Wang Lang was very happy and thought about this thing very carefully.

The Thousand-Handed Rakshasa, who had just pretended to be dead on the ground, completely fainted this time. Even if the vampire's bloodline recovered quickly, he had to wait for a while. There were opportunities to make him suffer during this period.

"Senior Yu, who is Dragon Slayer?" Wang Lang looked at the Thousand-Handed Rakshasa on the ground and changed the topic.

Yumenguan smiled and shook his head, "I don't know, but every time this person was born, he targeted Longmen and then the entire Jianghu, and he was determined to unify the Jianghu and become the king of Jianghu, but the specific number of Longmen knows very little. So during this period, Sanniang sent us to catch a few of the tongues under Longshen's command and went back to ask. This happened to be the Ghost Hand's apprentice, and logically, he should know a lot of things."

Wang Lang nodded, put his belt around his waist, and hung the dragon sword on it, which looked like a unique belt.

"By the way, Senior Yu, did Senior Yu know that the Luo family in Linshui City have dealt with them?"
Chapter completed!