"Yes."

The man should be, stepping to the front of the iron gate, he took out the lock on the chain, untied it three times, five times and two times, and tore off the chain.

"Wait a moment."

Just as he was about to open the door, Ming Lao suddenly said:

"This door seems a bit weird."

"Yes!" The young man nodded:

"What is drawn, it's like a ghost drawing."

"It's some carvings." The man touched the pattern on the iron door, tapped lightly in various places, and then shook his head:

"The iron gate is solid, and there are no traps or hidden wires inside."

This shows that opening the door will not activate the mechanism.

"so……"

Several people obviously trusted the man's skills, Ming Lao's face was clear, and then he spoke seriously, with uncontrollable excitement in his voice:

"Open the door."

"it is good!"

The man nodded, grabbed the handle with both hands, and pulled it suddenly with a muffled grunt.

The iron gate was extremely heavy, and the man tried his best to open a tiny gap, so he had to lean on his knees and gasp for breath.

But this inconspicuous gap still interrupted the pattern on the iron door, making it no longer complete.

Zhou Yi, who was lying on the top of the wall, frowned. Although he couldn't see what was going on inside, his instincts made him feel that something was wrong.

The pure yang iron cloth shirt works subconsciously.

"Bah..."

White, foul-smelling smoke spewed out from the crack in the door.

"what?"

"careful!"

The four hurriedly covered their mouths and noses, and backed away again and again.

next moment.

"Peng!"

The two heavy iron doors suddenly broke free from the restraint of the wall and flew out horizontally.

The terrifying power caused Tiemen to directly smash the big man who was proficient in hidden weapons into a pulp, and the rest of his strength flew several feet away and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ow!"

Inside the iron gate.

A black figure raised its head to the sky and screamed, swiping its big hand violently, the hard wall beside him shattered like tofu, and the shattered stones shot around like a crossbow.

"Shh!"

With a flash of black shadow, the young man was torn apart.

"Yonger!"

Ming Lao roared and rushed forward with his staff.

"puff!"

This old man is also a person who has cultivated true qi, his short staff is heavy, and it can smash rocks when he is blessed with zhen qi, but it only makes a dull sound when it falls on the black shadow.

Shadow.

Not moving.

"Peng!"

The black shadow turned around, and penetrated Ming Lao's chest with both hands. With the ear-piercing tearing sound, Ming Lao's body also followed in the young man's footsteps.

White bones, minced meat, and stumps flew around.

"what!"

The only one left screamed in horror and crawled towards the exit with hands and feet.

No matter what.

"Peng!"

The black shadow jumped up and landed heavily. The compacted ground was actually a shallow pit, and the figure under his feet was also crushed flat.

It was as if a ten-thousand-jin boulder fell, with astonishing force.

"Ugh..."

The black shadow has messy long hair, torn clothes, stench all over his body, and his appearance is indistinct. He killed four people in a row in an instant.

After killing four people, he exhaled white smoke from his mouth and nose, and raised his head suddenly.

"What the hell?"

Zhou Yi narrowed his eyes, showing shock.

But the appearance of this black shadow is simply terrifying, its face is full of carrion and white maggots, its eye sockets are empty, it is actually a dead body.

But how can a dead body move?

"Shh!"

The black shadow stepped on the ground and rushed up, and suddenly probed towards Zhou Yi's location with both hands.

The simple movements, performed by this black shadow, are like cannonballs being ejected from the chamber, with terrifying strength, astonishing speed, and a fierce wind blowing against his face.

"Humph!"

Zhou Yi's heart skipped a beat, his nose hummed softly, and he greeted him with a wave of his palm.

Pure Yang iron cloth shirt!

God bergamot!

"Peng!"

The two collided in the air, and the huge warehouse suddenly trembled, and then two figures landed one behind the other.

"so hard!"

Zhou Yi's face was serious, staring at the other party.

His pure yang iron cloth shirt is comparable to a person with great energy, and his physical body alone is even stronger, but this time the collision did not have the slightest advantage.

Instead, the wrist was slightly numb.

"Ugh..."

After the black shadow landed, he snorted and continued to pounce without stopping.

"court death!"

Zhou Yi's eyes were cold, and the long knife at his waist was unsheathed, cutting out a sharp blood light, as if splitting the void in front of him into two.

'Comeer' has astonishing strength, but his movements are hard and rigid, and his whole body is full of flaws.

Take down.

Shouldn't be difficult.

……

……

……

The lobby of the Green Bamboo Gang.

Fighting Zhengsheng.

Several figures besieged one person.

The people fighting are all people with great qi. This time they go all out, raising their hands and feet can arouse howling winds, but the aftermath of qi makes it difficult for the arrows to approach.

"what!"

Yang Shensi's face was ferocious, Baihuan's body skills were pushed to the extreme, and he fought against the four masters with his own strength, but he did not lose the wind.

"Peng!"

The palms intersected, and Wen Shanjing drew back.

"Ding……"

With a flick of his fingers, He Yan's body froze.

The masked Liu Mengyan brandished his long sword, the sword energy gushed out, and in the flickering cold light, he had fought Yang Shensi for more than ten moves in the air.

Coupled with the old woman holding a snake-headed staff, it was even on par.

"He's not right!"

He Yangang gritted his teeth tightly, his face full of fear:

"It's not innate, it's impossible to squander your true energy like this!"

Even if Yang Shensi's cultivation base is higher than theirs, every move consumes a lot of true energy. Now that the four manpower is weak, he is still the same as before.

It doesn't make sense!

"I come."

A cold voice sounded.

Cui Shao didn't know when he had already dealt with Zhao Meng, and the fusion of man and sword turned into a flash of light, and went straight to Yang Shensi, the sharpness of the sword light was terrifying.

Just talk about explosiveness.

This person should be the first among several people.

"Ok!"

Yang Shensi snorted softly, and had to froze, clapping his hands together to strike at the sword light.

"Peng!"

"Crack clap..."

"Shh!"

Swords and swords flickered, several people criss-crossed rapidly, and the sound of flesh being torn was also heard, and several figures fell to the ground one after another.

Yang Shensi lowered his head, looked at the long sword piercing through his abdomen, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"This is impossible!"

He Yan stared at Yang Shensi, his eyes were full of unwillingness:

"why?"

"No reason!" Yang Shensi expressionlessly pulled out the long sword stuck on his body, and threw it on the ground with a loud clang.

As for He Yan, a cloud of blood mist suddenly spewed out from his neck, and he fell to the ground on his back.

"Heavenly Corpse Technique!"

Wen Sanjing's eyes twitched:

"You actually practiced the Heavenly Corpse Art left by that man!"

"Not bad." Yang Shensi raised his eyebrows:

"It seems that you really know something, so you can't let it go."

As he spoke, he took a step back and clapped his hands lightly. The orderly rhythm sounded like a signal, and the ground under their feet suddenly cracked.

"Peng!"

A disheveled figure jumped out from the ground, and a terrifying aura swept the audience.

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