Invasion of evil spirits: I have a passive skill

Tieshou never thought that Chen Dong could defeat Feiyuntang's gang, but he never thought of using such a violent method.

Looking at the ruins in front of them, Tie Shou and the others unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, replied tremblingly, and immediately called people to rush back to Qingmu Hall to report the situation to Hu Li.

Chen Dong walked to the door thoughtfully, looking at another stone lion.

"Looks like it's time to find a handy weapon."

He was thinking like this, and suddenly heard a roar:

"Qingmutang! This old man will not live with you!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sound of breaking through the air from the left.

Chen Dong didn't even look at it. With a slight jump, he escaped the attacker's attack.

when! !

A big knife with nine rings slashed right in front of Chen Dong!

"Brother Dong! Be careful! He is Huang Jiucheng, the master of Feiyun Hall!"

Tie Shou said anxiously from the side.

The master of Feiyun Hall?How could a hall master come to such a place?

Soon, Iron Hand told him the answer.

In addition to Huang Jiucheng who was standing in front of him with gritted teeth, a group of people followed behind him, the leader of which was a soft-faced young man who was folding a black fan, frowning and looking at the ruins the entrance of the hall.

"Master Huang, is this the impenetrable hall you told me earlier?"

Huang Jiucheng, who was still fierce just now, heard the words of this soft young man, suddenly became clever, and said: "Young gang leader, it's just that there are a few villains in Qingmu hall, and the subordinates will clean them up immediately!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and stared at Chen Dong.

"Did you kill my men?"

"It's just that they can't afford my great gift." Chen Dong replied lightly.

"Okay! Crazy enough!" Huang Jiucheng grinned grimly, without saying a word, stepped forward, and drew a half-moon in the air with the nine-ringed saber in his hand.

"Broken Moon!"

Chen Dong showed surprise, he didn't fight back immediately, but backed away again.

But he didn't expect that after Huang Jiucheng slashed through the air with his sword, he actually brought out an arc-shaped saber energy on the ground, heading straight for Chen Dong's door!

"Huh? There is such a martial skill?"

He could tell at a glance that Huang Jiucheng, the master of Feiyun Hall, was only at the Body Tempering Stage, at most at the Body Tempering Jing Dacheng stage, in other words, he was only half stronger than his father, Brother Chen Tian.

But the opponent can actually use martial arts, which proves that the opponent must have a better skill than the Surging Wave Kung Fu.

This is unimaginable in Yuncheng. Brother Chen Tian has regarded a book of Jingtao Kung Fu as a family heirloom, but he did not expect that in this Yancheng, a small master of Feiyun Hall has mastered ordinary A skill that is difficult for a warrior to touch in his life.

"Boy! Aren't you crazy just now?" Huang Jiucheng was extremely arrogant when he saw Chen Dong was forced to retreat every step of the way.

"I'll give you some color and you've opened a dyeing workshop." Chen Dong couldn't help shaking his head lightly, and stopped backing away. After a pause, he rushed forward like an arrow.

"Boy! You're still a little tender!" Huang Jiucheng saw Chen Dong rushing over, but he was not in a hurry, unexpectedly changed his moves, and Jiuhuan came slashing with a sword.

when! !

Accompanied by the sound of gold and iron clashing, the nine-ring sword shot straight up into the sky, and stuck upside down on the ground far away!
Looking at the scene again, Chen Dong had locked Huang Jiucheng's throat with one hand!

"You are." Huang Jiucheng looked at the white mark on Chen Dong's arm in horror, feeling extremely terrified in his heart.

He did hit Chen Dong, but was blocked by Chen Dong with one hand.

If you want to use your body to resist the blade, ordinary body-hardened warriors can't do it at all, so there is only one explanation, the young man in front of him is actually a strong gold-blooded warrior who can rival their leader of the Huohu Gang!
It's just that Chen Dong didn't intend to let Huang Jiucheng continue talking. With a little force on his hand, Huang Jiucheng's face suddenly turned into a liver color due to insufficient blood supply.

"Give me the sword art you just made, and I will spare you!"

Although Huang Jiucheng's sword art is very likely to be an acquired martial artist's technique, but the skills are too many to overwhelm him, and he now has enough soul strength, I believe that no matter how advanced the acquired technique is, he can practice it within a few days to perfection.

Although Chen Dong has already stepped into the Xiantian realm, after all, he has little contact with various exercises. It would be best if he could learn the Xiantian exercises immediately.

But he also made two-handed preparations, even if he didn't have innate skills, he still had to get in touch with more acquired skills and learn by analogy.

"I won't give it to you even if I die!" Huang Jiucheng practiced the saber technique, which can only be learned by the core figures above the level of the Huohu gang. Asking him to hand over the saber art is tantamount to betraying the Huohu gang. Naturally, he would not will agree.

"Then you die." Chen Dong's eyes turned cold, and he broke Huang Jiucheng's neck without hesitation, but before he searched Huang Jiucheng's body, he felt a palpitation in his heart, and without thinking, he turned to one side of his body.

"Whoosh!"

A black silver needle almost flashed past the tip of Chen Dong's nose and sank into the wall behind him.

"Hidden weapon?" Chen Dong focused his eyes on the soft young man who closed the fan.

"You're quite vigilant." Mr. Yinrou couldn't take a single blow, and without any panic, he reopened the fan and fanned it leisurely.

With murderous intent on his face, Chen Dong strode towards the soft young master.

"Vice Hall Master Dong! Don't kill him!"

But he didn't expect that it was Qing Mutang's iron hand who spoke to stop him from making a move.

"What do you mean?" Chen Dong's eyes turned cold, and he looked at Tie Shou with an unfriendly expression on his face. If the other party didn't give him a reason, he would even take care of Tie Shou.

"Here, he is the only son of the leader of the Huohu Gang!" Tie Shou was terrified when he saw Chen Dong's face, but he still insisted on explaining.

"So what?" Although they are the sons of a gang, the Huohu Gang and the Yuding Gang have always been powerful, so how could they show mercy just because the other party is the son of a rival gang.

"Not only that, he is also the beloved disciple of Elder Nalan of Xuanyin Palace." Tie Shou said again.

Xuanyin Palace is a sect as famous as Dong Wuzong, and there are many masters in the palace. Every elder is a top warrior in the Golden Blood realm. They are a small Jade Cauldron Gang, and they can't bear the anger of such a behemoth.

"Hahaha! You dare to do something to me! I want you, Yuding, to help the chickens and dogs restless!" At first, Mr. Yinrou saw Chen Dong approaching with a fierce face, and he still felt a little fear in his heart, but when he heard that Tie Shou reported his sect, Chen Dong stood there in a daze, and suddenly laughed wildly again.

He didn't expect that after Chen Dong heard Tieshou's words, he just nodded slightly, and then patted Mr. Yinrou with one palm.

puff!

The maniacal laughter of the soft man stopped abruptly, his head was smashed like a tofu by Chen Dong's wave of palms, and after a long while, the headless body of the soft man fell down.