Lu Tengjiao launched a sneak attack, and Lu Yuanlong defeated him with a backhand. This change happened in the blink of an eye.
At this time, those Tianxionghui warriors came back to their senses, looked at Lu Tengjiao opposite with horrified eyes, and their minds were buzzing.
"It's no wonder that my Tianxiong is restrained everywhere. It turns out that you are an inner ghost. You are really a good boy for your father."
Lu Yuanlong stared at Lu Tengjiao, and spoke lightly.
Lu Tengjiao calmed down, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I'm afraid you can't even remember how many adopted sons you have adopted over the years. How many are still alive now? The child's methods are all I learned it from my adoptive father."
"It's my father's fault for not letting you learn well! Since you made a mistake, you must correct it."
Lu Yuanlong took a deep look at Lu Tengjiao, and that gaze made Lu Tengjiao's heart tighten suddenly.
Immediately Lu Yuanlong ignored Lu Tengjiao, stared at the calm young man, his eyes were cold: "The stinky rat in the gutter finally dared to show up, you are the leader of the Seven Heroes Club?"
The young man smiled easy-goingly: "It's not really the leader, it's just that the brothers give me a little bit of face."
Lu Yuanlong said lightly: "I don't know what kind of person Lu is, who dares to oppose me, Tianxionghui. It turns out that he is just a brat."
"In front of your old man, I am indeed a brat. I am very young and ignorant, so I need your teaching." The young man was very polite, with a sincere smile.
"Huh?" Lu Yuanlong frowned.
The young man sighed, and said leisurely: "Uncle, it seems that the nobleman has forgotten things too much and can't remember my nephew. In this case, my nephew will remind you, my nephew's surname is Ding."
A smile escaped from the corner of his lips, his eyes met Lu Yuanlong's, and he said with a smile, "Ding Yuhu's Ding!"
"Ding Yuhu?" Hearing this name that had been forgotten to a corner and no one mentioned it for more than twenty years, Lu Yuanlong's pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes became extremely sharp, piercing the young man's face like a sword.
Under his sharp gaze, the young man did not panic, bowed his hands, and said politely: "My nephew Ding Xie is the son of Ding Yuhu. He has met Uncle Lu."
Ding Xie looked at Lu Yuanlong's changing face, and said with a smile, "Uncle, it's strange why my nephew is still alive?"
He sighed, recalling: "Actually, my nephew really thought that he would be smashed to pieces. His survival was all thanks to Gu Changkong, and Uncle Gu helped him, so he was lucky enough to save his life."
"Oh! My nephew was only five years old at the time and didn't understand anything. Even so, some people ruthlessly threw a five-year-old child off a cliff. Uncle, do you think such a person is not as good as a beast, a beast, or a dog? s things?"
His eyes narrowed slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more intense: "Should I kill it?"
"Gu Changkong" Lu Yuanlong chewed the name, without the slightest expression on his face, and said to himself: "It's time to kill!"
Before the words were finished, the Panlong Spear in Lu Yuanlong's palm turned into a shock, wrapped around his body and flew out, flying across a distance of tens of feet like lightning.
The gun shoots out like a dragon, roaring with vigor!
The powerful vigor was condensed at the tip of the spear, and it never dispersed, like a bright firework, suddenly piercing Ding Xie's chest.
"Flying Dragon Serial Gun!" Ding Xie was covered by Lu Yuanlong's big gun, with his arms outstretched, like a fish swimming in the river and sea, seeing the air current brought up by the long gun as a river, cruising back and forth.
He was even able to speak: "When my father was still alive, I often heard him mention this marksmanship. Could it be that my uncle wants to test my younger nephew's martial arts? We haven't seen each other for many years, why are you so anxious!"
Ding Xie stretched out his palms, golden light flashed on his wrists, two golden rings swirled out rapidly, hit the Beaulieu spear, exploded a series of sparks, and bounced back, piercing Ding Xie's wrists again.
Snapped!
Ding Xie lightly tapped the ground with his toes, his body flew up like catkins, and floated backwards.
Several figures on the left and right flashed past, Yu Wannian, Liu Hanyan, Sha Zhongheng, and Lu Tengjiao came out together, and the fishhook, flying fork, iron palm, and machete greeted Lu Yuanlong without any gaps.
"Dragon head!" Seeing Lu Yuanlong being besieged, a group of warriors from the Tianxiong Society exclaimed, and immediately several people rushed out with their swords in hand.
Hurrah!
Suddenly a strong wind blew up in midair, as if a hurricane blew towards the ground, rolling up the dust that captivated the eyes, and then a huge shadow shrouded it, and the two Tianxionghui warriors were covered by the shadow, and flew into the air directly.
The next moment there was a miserable howl, and blood rained in the air. All the warriors from Tianxiong Hui felt their faces were cold. When they looked up into the sky, they saw the two?He smashed it down, and fell on the hard bluestone street with a bang, his limbs were torn apart.
"Okay what a big bird!"
"It's the 'Beast Envoy' Leng Feibai!"
Tianxionghui and a group of warriors screamed.
There was a scream in the sky, the sound was like a golden stone bell, piercing the sky, Leng Feibai stood on the back of a big eagle, looking down.
At this moment, mud, sand and dust were flying all over the sky, covering the warriors of the Tianxiong Society. A sharp aura suddenly appeared in the dust and smoke, quickly piercing the throat of a hall master, and then the aura turned and stabbed another elders.
The elder's complexion changed drastically, and he suddenly pulled a Tianxionghui member in front of him, with a sound of "chi", an iron sword pierced through the member's body, followed by Fengrui's vigorous explosion, blowing him to pieces .
The elder had already retreated a few feet away, and immediately saw a figure in the dust and dust, holding an iron sword dripping with blood in one hand, and his toga and sleeves fluttering in the wind.
"Missy Rain Seven Kills Zhu Rongen." The elder gritted his teeth.
"It can't be called seven kills, it's too exaggerated, it's just two kills!" Zhu Rongen looked at the two corpses he had killed on the ground, and sighed melancholy: "We still have to work hard."
As soon as the voice fell, the figure merged into the smoke and dust again
Whoosh whoosh!
When a big spear came into Lu Yuanlong's hands, it seemed to turn into thousands of spear shadows. One against four, not only did not fall to the disadvantage, but the guns were fierce, forcing the four opponents to stop their attack suddenly, and they had to defend first.
"This old boy is really ruthless, and he hides so deeply. This cultivation base has been opened for at least two or three years, and he is only short of the last one of the Niwan Shrine!"
Iron palms flew horizontally in the sand, and a jet of black energy gushed out from his palms, making his palms feel like steel. With one palm, he swung Lu Yuanlong's big gun away, and at the same time, his palms were in severe pain, as if they were about to be torn apart. Usually, you can't help but yell out loud.
Lu Tengjiao, Yu Wannian, and Liu Hanyan were all terrified, they didn't dare to be negligent, and put all their hearts and minds against Lu Yuanlong.
Although Lu Yuanlong was fierce at the moment, his heart sank.
Lu Tengjiao and Liu Hanyan have opened six apertures, while Yu Wannian and Sha Zhongheng have opened seven apertures. Facing these four alone, Lu Yuanlong is sure to win the battle, but he has to pay some price.
What's more, he also heard Leng Feibai, Zhu Rongen's arrival.
In addition to this, there is also Ding Xie, who has a vendetta against killing his father and family.
Since Dan Dingxie is the leader of the Seven Heroes Club, his martial arts might still be higher than the others.
Having been ruthless and vicious all his life, at this critical juncture, Lu Yuanlong couldn't help but feel a little shaken, he was already in a desperate situation.
Standing with his hands behind his back, Ding Xie stood on the outside to fight, and seemed to have sensed Lu Yuanlong's hesitation, his eyes moved slightly, and he said with a smile: "I heard that my uncle has a daughter, who has always been regarded as a treasure in the palm of his hand, and is loved and called ' Lu Hongdie' is a good name."
He smiled and said leisurely: "At the beginning, my father and uncle loved brothers. When I was young, my father said that if my uncle gave birth to a son, he would be called my brother, and if it was a daughter, he would marry me. Uncle Don't worry, when your old man goes away, whether it's Tianxiong Society or sister Hongdie, my nephew will take good care of you."
"Another thing to tell Uncle, our people from the Tianxiong Society have already gone there, and they may have taken it by now"
After all, Lu Yuanlong has been pampered and pampered for many years, and he is no longer the old-fashioned old man on the battlefield. Hearing this, his mind was shaken, and the four of them immediately seized the opportunity and counterattacked.
At the same time, Ding Xie shot out with lightning, and struck with his palm, which suddenly landed on Lu Yuanlong's vest.
"Uncle, you are old!"
Amidst Ding Xie's playful laughter, Lu Yuanlong's internal energy was rioting, a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, and the Panlong gun almost flew out of his hands.
same time.
Outside Fuguifang, Xiongba, Lu Hongdie, and Mu Xu hurriedly rushed, and were immediately spotted by the disciples of the Iron Palm Gang and a group of people from unknown forces who were blocked outside.
"Huh? It's a coincidence to come here!"
Pei Yuan's figure was hidden in the shadows, his gaze was peeking inside, and he saw Lu Yuanlong in a life-and-death situation, his life was in jeopardy.
He smiled.
"However, it seems that there is no need to save Lu Yuanlong!"