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He did not know where it came from, but after Long Feiyu quietly listened to the commotion, he suddenly flew up, straight to a large rock that was dozens of feet high, and rushed towards the side of the mountain.

Yu Juan looked at her Senior Sister: "He's gone!"

Her face was slightly pale.

The Senior Sister calmly said, "We should go and take a look if something happened over there!" They didn't hear anything, but his actions just now suggested that he must have discovered something.

Long Feiyu had already entered the forest, and went straight into a few kilometers before stopping. There were two people lying on the ground in front of him, and they remained motionless as they were four to five meters away from him. One of them was a white-haired old man while the other one was a tall and sturdy masked man. Who exactly is it? "

Long Feiyuwei was slightly shocked, why did he mention Long Haikong?

The person did not answer. His body suddenly flashed and appeared in front of the old man. He raised his palm and the old man took another five steps back. His body was on the verge of falling.

The old man raised his hand, and asked sternly: "Why do you use the Flying Dragon Eight Strikes? Are you the one who caused my old brothers' blood hormones? "

masked man laughed: "Flying rain is really Flying rain. To be able to escape from the Flying Rain Villa, and also be able to recognize that the person in question isn't Long Haikong! But unfortunately, it was too late! You eight brothers can go and reunite! "

Flying Rain? Long Feiyu's heart trembled, didn't the rumors say that the man in the martial arts world had already died under Long Haikong's hands? Why was he still alive and fighting to the death with this person?

He raised his right hand, which Long Feiyu had already planned to take action on, but no matter what, he had to save him first, and that would be decided in the shortest amount of time. As long as Flying Rain was not a match for him, he could rush forward with a voice coming from behind him.

Long Feiyu did not care about it at all, and returned to the arena with his gaze. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, and a black syringe appeared in masked man's hands, as a black light suddenly appeared above his head. Then, his hand descended, and with a change in palm force, it landed right on top of Fei Yu's head.

Long Feiyu's heart was anxious and calm, while he was distracted he was struck by the poison needle. He knew how powerful the poison needle was, and after a while, it became hopeless, and he did not have the time to pull out the poison needle. He could only use his energy to hang himself, this person had a huge relationship with Long Haikong, and could not die just like that.

Fortunately, he did not delay for a moment, as his hands had a reaction, causing the energy to spin around Fei Yu's head. It entered in a bit, and after a while, it was settled, and his head felt an abnormal feeling. Long Feiyu's body moved slightly to dodge, and the masked man once again shot out the poison needle in his hands, but this time, it was aimed at his chest. Once again, Long Feiyu dodged.

Long Feiyu stared at him: "You know Flying Dragon Eight Strikes?"

Suddenly, his body flickered, and he was headed in the direction of the two young ladies. Just as he jumped into the forest, there was a sudden flash in front of him, and a man appeared. Long Feiyu held onto everything, and the masked man fell to the ground in front of the two young ladies.

Long Feiyu's body shrunk, he passed through the clearing in the forest and landed beside two youths who were lying on the ground. He extended his hand towards their heads. It was exactly the same as the Segment Head!

Looking at the man in black on the ground, Long Feiyu's mind was in a mess. Not only did Long Haikong know Flying Dragon Eight Strikes, he also knew of it, and he deliberately wanted to kill Feiyu Villa, which was so huge was not enough, but he wanted to kill Feiyu himself as well. Since he wanted to kill Feiyu, he would naturally kill the other eight people, no, it was very possible that Long Haikong was wronged, no, it was definitely wrong. First, use the toxic tilt to shoot into his brain, and then use the Flying Dragon Eight Strikes to kill him?

If he did not coincidentally appear here today, Flying Rain would naturally have died the same way. After dying under the Flying Dragon Eight Strikes, no one would have known that he was afflicted with a poison needle!

The man in black slowly woke up, his face was pale. He couldn't move his four limbs, but he was actually the emblem of the acupuncture point. There were three people in front of him, and a handsome man was staring at him with cold eyes.

Long Feiyu slowly said: "I just want to ask you one thing! If you don't answer, I'll kill you. If you answer wrongly, I'll kill you too! "

The black clothed man did not make a sound, obviously waiting for him to speak.

Long Feiyu said: "Did you kill Ren Qingshan, Segment Head, Yizhou's Liu family, Zhongzhou's Zheng family, Yangzhou's Mo family?"

The two girls had their eyes wide open, all of these people were being killed in the martial arts world, and no one did not know, even the three year old child knew that it was Long Haikong who did it, could this person be Long Haikong? Impossible, how can Long Haikong's martial arts be defeated by him? But who was he? Why are they pursuing the cause of death? Could it be the experts sent by the heaven shaking sword?

masked man did not answer!

Long Feiyu laughed coldly: "Do you want to die?"

masked man suddenly laughed: "You think I still want to live? If I want to die, do I need you to kill me? "

Long Feiyu nodded his head: "Moonworshiper's mouth contains poison pills, you have the ability to die, but since people have already died, why are you not willing to speak of the truth? Even if you're not afraid of death, what are you afraid of? "

The masked man was shocked. "You know my identity?"

Long Feiyuwei laughed: "Your scattered soul is still stuck in the head of Feiyu, how could I not know your identity?"

The man chuckled. "You are indeed an expert. Not only is your martial arts high, your eyes are also sharp. But no matter how high you are, it's useless. This secret will always be a secret! "

Long Feiyuwei laughed, "Do you really think that other than you, no one else knows the secret? Don't forget that Flying Rain isn't dead yet! He definitely knows about the secret of your Moonworshiper Church, just like how the old man knew about this secret! "

The masked man sneered, "He's dead for sure after being hit by the Soul Dispersing Needle. Even the Great Firmament Golden Immortal can't make him say a word!"

Long Feiyu looked at him: "Why don't you look at him? He's lying on your left! "

The masked man turned his face away, his eyes wide open. But her face was ruddy. His chest rose and fell, but he did not die. The Sky Magi Souls entered his brain and in a moment, he was back to his ninth Yin. How could he still be alive? He shouted, "This is impossible!"