boom!

A loud blast in the air, a human shadow flashed, whistling with a tornado-like wind. Before the person arrived, a murderous aura that was as solid as the essence rushed into everyone's heart, making everyone feel cold all over.

A fist descended from the sky and rushed towards Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng stood firmly with his feet. Although every pore was slightly cooled by the other party's murderous intent, the qi and blood in his body were still violent, and he swung out without any hindrance.

The sound of dragon and tiger rose up around at the same time, and a dragon and tiger rushing around Wang Cheng's body. Under one punch, the dragon and tiger turned into qi and condensed into the fist!

boom!

With a loud bang, the dragon and tiger qi rushed into the sky at the same time, colliding with the violent fist that was hitting!

Bang bang bang bang...

Explosions sounded densely in the air, and a trace of violent and violent aura rushed out in all directions.

In the dim sky, there were a chaotic aura surging!

Wang Cheng's eyes stared into the air, with a solemn and solemn expression.

Next moment!

A little cold light shot straight from the air and pointed directly into Wang Cheng's eyebrows.

Buzzing...

The sword light shook, and the aura in the air changed, causing another violent change, and Wang Cheng's dragon and tiger energy shattered in an instant.

Wang Cheng quickly breathed and changed, condensing a layer of protective energy!

However, the sword light came to him in a flash, and the protective energy was instantly broken, but it only blocked it in that moment.

Wang Cheng immediately retreated and did not dare to touch the sword light!

A figure rushed over next to him, his palms roared, and he grabbed the sword light directly. The sword light trembled and he quickly retreated and did not dare to pursue him again.

The figure standing in front of Wang Cheng was Wang Qiang!

The sword light flashed in the air and then landed ten meters away. An old man in white clothes was already standing beside him, a burly middle-aged man, who was the master who had just used his punches to collide with Wang Cheng's fist!

"Captain Wang, are you sure you want to protect this kid?"

The old man in white holding a long sword stared at Wang Qiang and asked coldly.

Wang Qiang stood in front of Wang Cheng and said bluntly: "Whoever is surnamed Peng, you can cooperate with Longhu Mountain, why can't I cooperate with Wu Sheng Mountain? Don't think that if you take a sword, I'm afraid of you. For decades, I, Lao Wang, have never been afraid of anyone!"

The burly middle-aged man looked at Wang Qiang and shook his head and said, "Captain Wang, you have never been afraid of anyone, nor are we. Only Taoist Changhe can only support Wusheng Mountain. If such a thousand-year-old sect can be destroyed by himself, it would be a pleasure. Commander Wang, you were traversing the land of China and the weak sect that was destroyed by you did not take two hands. Why should you help Wusheng Mountain at this moment?"

"Hahaha……"

Wang Qiang laughed loudly and said loudly: "I was a military man who was hard to defeat my military orders back then. Now I am a free man, so naturally I will not do it anymore. Peng Ying and Zhang Liangzhong, you two cooperated with Longhu Mountain, just to get out of here. Why do you have to fight for Longhu Mountain? Wusheng Mountain is no longer the Wusheng Mountain where the long crane is hard to support. The people you want to kill are not that easy to kill!"

Peng Ying and Zhang Liangzhong on the opposite side looked at Wang Cheng. They could feel Wang Cheng's strength just now when they fought with Wang Cheng.

As Wang Qiang said, they were just working with Longhu Mountain, each taking the needs, and coming to intercept and kill Wang Cheng.

However, Wang Cheng is not weak, and with the protection of Wang Qiang and Qiu Shimin, they will not risk their lives to work for Longhu Mountain.

More importantly.

Wang Cheng is very young, but his strength is not much weaker than the two of them. If Peng Ying had not been studying the secret method of breaking the gang for decades in prison, his swordsmanship might not have been able to break Wang Cheng's strong protective qi.

It was their first time to see such a young master.

Is this Changhe’s disciple?

Peng Ying stared at Wang Cheng, frowned, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you a Changhe disciple? Where is the Changhe man?"

Wang Cheng looked at the two old men who came the fastest across the street and clasped his fists and said, "I am the one who is a disciple of Taoist Changhe. Are you here to kill me?"

Peng Ying nodded bluntly and said, "Yes, there are no less than twenty people who have killed you today, and each one is a master. Even if Captain Wang protects you, you will find it difficult to survive, and it is even more impossible to set foot in the capital!"

As he said that, he paused for a moment, looked around and asked, "Where is Master Xuanji?"

Wang Cheng smiled and said, "Master Xuanji has left."

Peng Ying and Zhang Liangzhong were both stunned. They knew that Monk Xuanji probably left without taking action, otherwise Wang Cheng would definitely not be the enemy of Master Xuanji's move!

During this time of speaking, the sound of breaking through the air sounded one after another. Behind Peng Ying and Zhang Liangzhong, there were many masters with a large grade and aura condensed aura. Each of them was extremely calm and had obvious murderous intentions towards Wang Cheng.

"Captain Wang, do you want to cooperate with Wu Shengshan?"

"It's the boy Qiu Shimin and Captain Wang who are protecting Wusheng Mountain..."

"Where is Master Xuanji?"

"Master Xuanji is gone. It seems that Master Xuanji may have fought with Captain Wang!"

The visitor whispered.

An old man with long hair tied with a bun walked out, his steps were heavy, he walked in a dragon and tiger, and his body was burly. He looked like a beast was hunting. More than a dozen masters moved away and let the old man walk forward to face Wang Qiang and Wang Cheng directly.

"Captain Wang!"

The old man walked up to Wang Qiang, clasped his fists at Wang Qiang and said, "I'm a dragon!"

When Wang Qiang faced more than a dozen masters, he was not afraid and clasped his fists at Gu Long and said, "I have heard of Dao Zheng Daming for a long time. When I saw him today, it was indeed unfathomable!"

Wang Cheng also stared at him with his eyes.

He had heard of this person's name from his master, Taoist Changhe. He was a master of the older generation of Longhu Mountain and his Taoist name was Gu Long. Speaking of which, he was a senior of Taoist Changhe and a Taoist master of Taoist Xuanding, the master of Taoist Changhe!

Back then, it was said that he was arrested by the rulers at that time because of some things and was detained in a mysterious prison in the south.

Unexpectedly, this person came out this time.

Perhaps, this time, Longhu Mountain can unite so many experts, I am afraid it is the reason for this Gulong!

Wang Cheng was extremely alert and clasped his fists at Gu Long and said, "Xiaodao Yuanding, I have seen Senior Gu Long!"

Gu Long looked at Wang Cheng with a simple voice: "You are Yuan Ding."

Wang Cheng nodded and said, "That's right!"

Gu Long's eyes were filled with emotion, only indifference, as if a beast was looking at his prey, and asked lightly: "What you practiced is the True Dragon Fist and the Nine Tiger Styles of Wu Shengshan?"

Wang Cheng still nodded and admitted: "No, I have learned something by chance, and I'm just getting started!"

"That's very good too!"

There was finally a trace of emotion in the eyes of the old Taoist priest Gu Long, which was a kind of appreciation.

Peng Ying, Zhang Liangzhong and others behind him were all surprised when they heard the words of the old Taoist priest Gu Long.

After all, they were all joined together by Gu Long to strangle Wu Shengshan. Now it seems that the two do not have such a deep hatred!

Looking at Gu Long, Wang Qiang, and Qiu Shimin were both on high alert at all times and ready to take action to protect Wang Cheng at any time.

Because, they knew that the strength of the dragon Taoist priest in this valley was not much weaker than that of the monk Xuanji. He was a great devil-level existence. Only Wang Qiang could resist it, and Qiu Shimin could not bear it!

The old Taoist priest Gu Long looked at Wang Cheng and continued to ask: "You have practiced the Nine Tigers, but what have you discovered?"

Wang Cheng stared at the old Taoist priest Gu Long and shook his head and said, "I have just started and I have not found anything surprising!"

"Haha, that's true!"

The old Taoist priest Gu Long smiled, then waved his palm, and Cheng Cheng claws enveloped Wang Cheng in the air, and a strong attraction arose out of thin air.

In an instant, Wang Cheng felt that his body was uncontrollable, and his feet immediately rose from the ground and were about to fly towards the old Taoist priest Gu Long. He immediately hurriedly transported his qi and blood. The dragon and tiger qi around his body rotated, but it could not condense into qi, and it dissipated quickly, could not condense, and could not resist this traction force!

So strong!

So strong!

Wang Cheng had only this feeling in his heart, just like facing the monk Xuanji just now, without the slightest resistance, the qi and blood in his body were almost suppressed and could not be transported.

This is the strength of a true peerless master or myth master!

boom……

A black shadow flashed, Wang Qiang waved his arm, waved his hand between Wang Cheng and Gu Long, as if a knife had cut off something. Wang Cheng's body immediately fell to the ground again, regaining his ability to move, and a layer of cold sweat had already penetrated his whole body.

Wang Qiang stood in front of Wang Cheng, faced Gu Long, waved his hand again, his arm was like a knife, and a huge sword light condensed out of thin air, roaring towards Gu Long.

"Gu Long, I'm sure to protect this little Taoist priest!"

Wang Qiang shouted firmly in his voice.

Gu Long snorted coldly, and immediately punched suddenly. The steps between his feet moved slightly. Wang Cheng saw that it was a way of exerting force like a tiger. With his nine-stage cultivation of the tiger, he could see some clues at this moment.

roar……

As the tiger roared, Gu Long punched Wang Qiang's sword light.

when!

A crisp sound was like a collision of gold and iron.

Gu Long's body was still in his throne. Wang Qiang's sword light stood in the air like a real blade, but then slowly shattered, cracks appeared, and then turned into violent auras and rushed around.

"Okay, OK, OK!"

Gu Long shouted loudly and shouted, then he fists came out together, like a dragon and a tiger, roaring and roaring!
To be continued...