As soon as Su Tang finished speaking, a figure appeared at the other end of the wind tunnel. He walked forward a few steps, facing Su Tang sideways, stood there and paused for a moment, slowly turned around, and his eyes filled with haze were nailed to Su Tang.

He was a thin middle-aged man, and there was no other information to see. After all, what he left for Su Tang was just a silhouette.

"Leave the things behind, I can't kill you." The middle-aged man said in a sinister way: "You know what I'm talking about."

The middle-aged man exuded a sharp and cold momentum, and the temperature in the air seemed to drop a few degrees instantly, making people feel a little cold.

Su Tang was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "You are so dishonest... It's better if you give me the things, I can give you some fun."

The middle-aged man was stunned, and a cold light suddenly burst into his eyes, and his gaze became extremely sharp.

However, if the middle-aged man's vision is like a steel nail, then Su Tang is just a piece of hob meat. He kept standing there with a smile, not afraid.

"What a bold thing..." the middle-aged man said word by word, but he felt a little panicked. He thought the other party had passed by nearby inadvertently, but because of the sensing between the spiritual weapons, he chased him here. He came forward to scare the person away, and it would be okay if he scared him away. If there was a head-on conflict, he was sure to kill the two young people in an instant.

What the middle-aged man feared most was that he would continue to waste meaninglessly. His injuries were very serious and he had to hurry up and take the time to regain his breath. However, Su Tang neither advanced nor retreated, and just stood there gritting his mouth, without any intention of taking action.

"It's here what you want." The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and stared at the ring on his thumb: "Come and get it."

"Twist it over." Su Tang said with a smile.

"Haha... are all the disciples of your famous sects so timid?" The middle-aged man laughed: "A bunch of shit! Got three heavenly gates? I think... it's time to change it to three rat gates!"

"You..." Su Tang suddenly changed color and shouted: "Do you dare to insult my master?!"

Xi Xiaoru looked at Su Tang’s background with a smile and said to herself, “You have a bad master…”

"Hahaha... That's true, the three rats!" the middle-aged man said in a contemptuous tone: "What else do you do besides colluding with each other and bullying others?"

Su Tang's face turned red with anger, and he suddenly stepped forward, his eyes staring at the middle-aged man fiercely.

Su Tang was getting closer and closer to the other end of the wind tunnel, and it seemed that he had become impulsive because of his anger. In fact, he had been observing every change in the middle-aged man, the other person's eyes, whether his muscles began to tighten, the rhythm of his breathing, etc.

There were five meters away from the other end. The middle-aged man was surprised and nervous, so that his palms became wet. There was only one chance. He had to subdue the young man and then lead the girl over. He couldn't hold on for long.

Su Tang suddenly stopped, his left leg hanging in the air, and retracted little by little.

Anxiety flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes. He could not control himself because he was only one step away from him, and he was able to enter his attack distance.

"What a heavy murderous intent..." Su Tang smiled again, then retreated little by little.

"It's true that he is from the Rat Sect!" the middle-aged man sneered.

"Good curse, keep going." Su Tang said: "But... can you change some tricks? Just turn it over and adjust it to the next one. Don't you feel tired of it?"

But the middle-aged man closed his mouth and felt something was wrong.

"Brother, be careful. Although this guy was seriously injured, he still has the power to fight." Su Tang smiled and said, "We must be ready to run away."

"Okay." Xi Xiaoru replied, then retreated five or six steps away.

"I haven't said to run away yet?" Su Tang said.

"I know." Xi Xiaoru smiled: "But I'm afraid I won't beat you."

As the saying goes, those who are close to the vermilion are red, and those who are close to the ink are black. After spending a long time with Su Tang, Xi Xiaoru actually learned to joke.

The middle-aged man's heart had already sunk to the bottom. He finally understood that the other party had known that he had suffered a severe blow.

At this moment, it was meaningless to cover up. The middle-aged man slowly turned around. As Su Tang guessed, his chest, legs, and shoulders were covered with wounds, especially the lower part of the left shoulder and the base of the left leg, which were all penetrated.

"Some things are not something you can do." The middle-aged man said coldly: "Little baby, it's still time to escape now!"

"We want to leave, it's time to go." Su Tang whispered: "You'd better think more for yourself." After that, Su Tang had already pulled the night crying bow and pointed at the middle-aged man's chest from afar.

The next moment, Su Tang let go of his fingertips, and the invisible flow of force was swept away with a harsh whistle.

The middle-aged man swung his backhand, and a soft sword like a spirit snake appeared in his hand, and then he ignited a sword light and met Su Tang's arrow power.

Boom... The arrow power released by Su Tang was shaken away. The middle-aged man looked at Su Tang with an expressionless face and said slowly: "Just this... I can't hurt me."

"Why do you say so much? Do you know there is a saying that too much will lead to mistakes?" Su Tang showed a sarcastic smile: "If you could do it, you would have rushed over long ago, just standing there bragging, is there a use for you?"

The middle-aged man's face darkened. He had never seen a young man as difficult as Su Tang. No matter how he intimidated him, he would not have any effect.

"How many arrows can you hold on?" Su Tang said slowly, then pulled the night sky bow again.

Boom... Boom... The middle-aged man kept shaking out sword lights, shaking all the arrows shot by Su Tang. However, Su Tang's expression became more and more relaxed, while the middle-aged man's face became paler and paler. The wound on his body had already bloomed again due to the violent shock.

Su Tang's gaze fell on the middle-aged man's left leg. With his keen insight, he could clearly see that the leg was trembling all the time, and it seemed that standing was a very difficult thing.

"Ha...continue!" Su Tang smiled proudly, and pulled the night crying bow while laughing.

The middle-aged man only felt that his chest was holding it hard, as if he was about to explode. This was really a dragon entering the shallows and a shrimp show, and a tiger falling into the flat sun and a dog being bullied! If he had not been injured and could maintain his full combat power, he would have pounced over and tear the extremely hateful boy to pieces. Unfortunately, this was just if.

Boom boom boom... The middle-aged man's figure finally shaking and took two steps backwards.

Just like a river bank, when you can hold it, it will always appear strong and tough, but once you open your mouth, it will flow thousands of miles away.

Boom... The middle-aged man shook the arrow power shot by Su Tang again, but his figure was not under his control and he sat down to the ground. Although he immediately turned over and got up and looked at Su Tang coldly, his condition of being strong outside and fucking inside could no longer be concealed.

"No?" Su Tang smiled, then took a few steps forward, opened his night crying bow, and shot out one after another, and rushed towards the middle-aged man like a storm.

The middle-aged man's pupils suddenly contracted. He was unwilling to sit and wait for death. He suddenly let out a howl like a wolf, and the sword light rolled away frantically.

The deafening explosion sounded like a series of muffled thunder. Su Tang's body remained motionless, but the middle-aged man flew backwards and groaned hoarsely against the wall. One of his calf disappeared.

Su Tang had already gained the upper hand, but the choice of attack angle was still extremely insidious. The first few arrows were all attracting the opponent's attention, and the last arrow was directly aimed at the opponent's calf.

"Haha..." The middle-aged man struggled to support his body, looked at Su Tang with hatred eyes, then took off the ring on his thumb bit by bit, and suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahaha... do you want it? Do you really want it? Dreaming, boy..." As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man threw the ring to the ground, then waved his soft sword and slashed at the ring.

Su Tang looked at the other party quietly. He was not worried about the ring being destroyed at all. When he first got the mask, the mask had almost no spiritual power fluctuations. After refining, he only got a broken spirit. If it was broken, it would be destroyed? Since the ring could sense the mask, it should be a spiritual weapon made by the same person, or even the same set of spiritual weapons. Moreover, the spiritual power contained in the ring was extremely powerful, he did not believe that it would be easily destroyed.

Taking a step back, even if an accident occurs, he can immediately merge with Ye Yinggong's spiritual soul, and then refine the ring to minimize the loss.

The soft sword in the middle-aged man's hand suddenly stopped. He raised his head, his eyes full of despair. Su Tang's cunning made him feel chilled from the bottom of his heart. He exchanged the angle. If the other party was in a desperate situation and wanted to destroy the spiritual weapon that could resonate with the ring, could he control himself?

"I won't let you do what you want..." The middle-aged man showed a hideous smile: "I won't let you do what you want, absolutely not!" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly waved his soft sword and slashed on the ring.

The last time he wanted to lure Su Tang over, but this time he really wanted to destroy the ring. The sword light roared and kept hitting the ring. Unfortunately, the ring kept jumping around, but it was not damaged. Finally, the ring was bounced far into the corner.

"Never..." the middle-aged man yelled like crazy, then struggled to pounce, grabbed the ring, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it desperately.

The middle-aged man's mind was already a little blurred. He couldn't even hurt his fingers even if he could bite his teeth. It was even more impossible for him to bite him.

Blood flowed out along the middle-aged man's mouth, and his teeth should have been broken. The creaking sound made his scalp numb, but he seemed to be unable to sense the pain and was still chewing.

Su Tang let out a sigh of relief, opened his night crying bow, and aimed at the middle-aged man's head.
Chapter completed!