All the members of the seven poisons cult are united as never before. Countless poisonous insects, poisons, poison pills and poison bombs are thrown on Yehong without money.
All of this, however, is futile.
There is no toxin that can stop Yehong's steps.
On the contrary, night Hong took the steps of ghosts and knocked them down one by one.
When all the members of the seven poisons cult left the middle-aged woman still standing, Yehong also came to her and was looking down on her indifferently.
"Putong --"
the woman knelt down without hesitation and without dignity, and said in an astringent voice, "forgive me, forgive me...
we will no longer track the whereabouts of the eight members of the seven poisons cult. Since then, the seven poisons cult will not send anyone against you!"
"Are you negotiating with me or threatening me?"
Night Hong lowers head light way: "no matter be former or latter, you... All have no qualification."
It's not good to talk to her.
His terrifying footwork suddenly erupted, kicking the middle-aged woman far away and bumping into the boulder at the mouth of the valley.
The woman felt a sharp pain all over her body as if she had been torn apart.
How could she bear the pain and fall unconscious under the boulder.
The seven poisons cult has no fighting power.
Kyoto, on the other side, has long been dumbfounded.
From the attack of the seven poison cult members to the death of Yehong, the process seems complicated, but in fact it is only a few blinks of an eye.
Many people from the Kyoto side have not put down their hands to refuel the seven poison education. When they turn around and see, the people who have been refuelled have already been wiped out by their poisonous milk.
See Ye Hong's cold eyes, a group of people immediately scared subconsciously back a few steps.
Four big King Kong's mouth corner took a puff and said: "don't, don't be afraid!
That group of seven poisons cult blew their own poison to the sky, and all of them were Silver Pewter spearheads.
You are the elite hired by the young master with a lot of money. You can't be afraid of this boy, can you? "
The words of the four King Kong seem to give them some confidence.
Yes, Yehong doesn't attack any poison, but what about the level of ancient martial arts?
According to the four King Kong's intelligence, Yehong is just an ordinary ancient Qi warrior.
And the night front team that taught four King Kong the previous time is not around Yehong. What are they afraid of?
A group of people immediately roared to add strength to themselves and launched a fierce attack towards Yehong.
Fierce fists, sharp leg techniques, whistling palm wind...
a large group of ancient Qi martial artists launched an impact at the same time, and the scattered breath made the wild grass shake wildly.
But...
the four King Kong miscalculated one thing.
The last time they met Yehong, he was really a warrior.
But this short month, they did not know that night Hong had undergone earth shaking changes!
Yehong is already a martial artist of ancient Taoism.
The difference between ancient Daowu and guqiwu is not just a word, but a whole distance between heaven and earth.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
The sound of fists and fists into the flesh kept ringing, but these voices were not that they hit Yehong, but the sound of being beaten by Yehong.
"Ding! Use Shushan Kendo, Wushu ability + 1! "
It is not necessary to use sword in Shushan kendo.
Or at the moment, Yehong is a flying sword!
It was as if he had been attacked by a tornado.
All the ancient road warriors who rushed up fell down one by one like the harvested wheat.