In the wilderness, two people were confronting each other from afar.

One side is a middle-aged man in his forties, holding a strange-shaped spiritual weapon in his hand, some like a gun and some like a fork. There are four spikes in total, the spikes in the middle are the longest, and the other three spikes form a triangle.

The middle-aged man had a deep wound under his ribs, and the outside of his right leg was cut. Blood oozed out, dyeing his clothes red, and finally dripping onto the ground.

The other side was a young woman in her early twenties. She looked very beautiful but had no expression on her face. She seemed to be a statue, holding a huge machete in her hand. She was also injured. There were four blood holes under her left shoulder. Suddenly, she coughed softly, and blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.

"Why do you have to fight like this?" The middle-aged man smiled bitterly: "You have the Heavenly Evil Sword, and you have also condensed the Demon Sword. You are practicing the sword technique. What else do you want to do with that broken sword?"

The young woman was Xi Xiaoru, and she silently refused to answer, as if she had not heard the other person's words.

"You want to exchange that sword for something else?" The middle-aged man said again. After thinking about it, he couldn't find the other party's motive. Only this explanation is barely reliable: "Not necessary... As long as you return to the altar of the Demon God and have the care of Lord Hua Xijue, wouldn't you want anything?"

"I want to give that sword to a friend." Xi Xiaoru finally spoke.

"This... there is nothing to do." The middle-aged man took a long breath, but the other party was unwilling to give in, and he was determined to win, so he could only fight to the death. At this moment, there were buzzing sounds nearby. The middle-aged man glanced at the corner of his eyes and found hundreds of flies half a punch hovering nearby.

The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and he was only qualified to continue to fight, but the surrounding environment was very unfavorable to him.

Xi Xiaoru has demonic evil spirits and is not afraid of poisonous insects in the Poison Dragon Realm. He is not invaded by all poisons. He only relies on some strange pills to enter the Poison Dragon Realm. Now he is injured again. The bloody smell has attracted the poisonous insects around him. The poisonous insects dare not attack Xi Xiaoru, but will not let him go.

"Let's take a break for the time being." The middle-aged man sighed: "Otherwise, the mute slave will run away."

"He can't escape." Xi Xiaoru said lightly: "The key is you." As soon as he finished speaking, the Tiansha Knife in Xi Xiaoru's hand had turned into layers of black light, rolling towards the middle-aged man like a tsunami.

It was also a wilderness, and a man was quietly lying in the bushes. His position was very secretive. He covered his body with vines, covering him tightly and remained motionless. Even if someone sat beside him, he might not be able to find him.

He was secretly whistling, but no one would come at this time. It would be a pain to lie here, but there was no way. Since the accident happened at home, the elders were often suspicious. No matter where they went, they would have to put the warnings on the most tight, for fear that someone would come to pay them back.

It was late at night, and he was a little sleepy and couldn't help but yawn. At this moment, his feet appeared in front of him in an extremely sudden manner, almost stepping on his head. He was stunned. Should he launch an attack immediately or keep silent? He didn't know how to choose.

The next moment, he suddenly felt the vines on his back began to wriggle, like thousands of long snakes, wrapping around his body. Not only did he not move, but he even breathed became a luxury. He could even hear his bones creaking. In just a moment, his eyes gradually became dim and his head slowly pressed on the ground.

Su Tang looked forward, walked slowly forward as he walked around the bushes, walked thirty or forty meters away, and raised a bright red gun with his backhand, snatched the ground, and stabbed into a big tree.

The gun body passed through the tree, and a man in black was dozing against the tree. The tip of the gun suddenly came out of the man in black's throat. The man in black was awakened, and his hands were grabbed weakly for a few times, and then he drooped softly.

Going forward, Su Tang approached a small courtyard, which was a settlement of the Hu family.

Su Tang walked slowly, and a light breeze came from behind him. Then hundreds of leaves fell from the nearby big trees. The leaves fluttered and fell into the small courtyard, spreading all over every corner of the courtyard.

Su Tang was silent for a moment, turned around, walked along the courtyard wall, and walked for more than twenty steps. He gently stretched over the courtyard wall, and was falling behind the railings of the stables.

A man leaned against the railing and looked around the yard. Su Tang walked forward quietly, then poked out his left hand, pinched the back of the man's neck, and showed the sword of Taisho with his right hand, and put it on the man's neck.

The man was stunned, his body moved, as if he was about to struggle. Su Tang used a little force on his right hand, and the sword edge had cut the man's neck, and he immediately became honest.

"Where is Su Qingxue?" Su Tang asked in a low voice.

When the man heard the words "Su Qingxue," the person's eyes immediately showed a look of despair. In fact, everyone in the Hu family knew that they were taking great risks in betraying Su Qingxue and pleasing the Nan family, but their family was ruined and they needed an opportunity. They could only choose this way of taking the opportunity from the fire and taking a risk. Unexpectedly, after only half a day, the people from the Su family came to the door.

"Speak" Su Tang said coldly.

"No...not here..." The man's body was shaking violently. He knew that the Hu family was going to be completely finished this time.

"Where is it?" Su Tang frowned.

"I don't know... the elder has sent it away..."

Su Tang let out a breath, the sword tip passed by, the man's neck was almost cut off, and blood was flowing. Then Su Tang raised his left hand and threw the man away.

Bang... the man broke a large jar in the corner of the wall, and the things inside were scattered all over the floor.

Su Tang sneaked into the manor as quietly as possible because he was worried that the Hu family would take Su Qingxue as a hostage, and he was a little difficult to deal with. Since Su Qingxue was not here, he would finish the things that were not completed by smelling the fragrance.

The main house of the manor and the two rows of wing rooms on both sides immediately lit up. Then the people from the Hu family rushed out and rushed to the side courtyard in the direction where the sound came out.

They can react so quickly because they have a ghost in their hearts, so they stay nervous.

When they rushed into the side courtyard, they saw one of their warriors lying in the corner, and a figure stood in front of the stables.

"Who? How dare you go here to act wild?" The old man in the Hu family, led, shouted. Although his tone was very strong, his eyes were flickering.

"You are the only one left in the Hu family? The others ran to another place to reopen the group?" Su Tang said lightly: "Haha... I don't talk nonsense anymore, where is Su Qingxue?"

The old man in the head suddenly looked dark and he couldn't speak. Sometimes luck is so strange, the more he is afraid of, the more he will be.

"I can spare them and I will not show mercy to the other people." Su Tang said.

"Su Qingxue... We have never seen you, you have found the wrong place." A middle-aged man shouted next to the old man.

Su Tang didn't say anything, raised his hand and released the hammer. The hammer tip cut the air, wrapped in a tsunami-like powerful current, and crashed into the middle-aged man like lightning.

The middle-aged man was shocked and immediately drew his sword to try to block the Youkong Hammer. The old man around him also hurriedly drew his sword. He vaguely felt that the black hammer contained extremely powerful force and was worried that he could not resist it.

Boom... The middle-aged man's long sword was smashed by the Youkong hammer, and then the hammer strikes him and hits him in two pieces, like hitting a fragile wooden stick.

The old man could not hold the sword, and the sword flew away, his arms and wrists became distorted, and the blood and flesh that burst out from the middle-aged man was stuck on his face and body, turning him into a bloody man

Su Tang learned countless spiritual techniques in the Zangjian Pavilion, and with eighteen spiritual souls, his strength increased greatly. Even when facing the great ancestor-level cultivators, he still had room for a fight. The middle-aged man was just a master. The strength of the two sides was hugely different. The characteristics of the Angle Hammer made Su Tang's strength enlarge a lot. For them, Su Tang's attack was devastating and could not be resisted at all.

After seeing this hammer power, the people in the Hu family were stunned. They were waving the warriors and shouting loudly before, and they slowly drooped their hands. Facing such a terrible practitioner, nothing they did was meaningless.

"Who knows Su Qingxue's whereabouts? Stand up." Su Tang said slowly.

The Hu family was silent for a moment, and a young warrior suddenly jumped out and shouted: "I know, I know..."

"Where did you go?" Su Tang said.

"Go to Ziyang City" The young warrior shouted while staying away from the Hu family and sneaking to the side: "They set off at dusk. Seeing that Master Nan seems to be in a hurry, you should be able to catch up with him now. If you let them reach Ziyang City, it would be a bad thing."

The Hu family's faces changed. They stared at the young warrior with bad eyes. In order to save their lives, it was barely understandable, but they actually gave advice and warned the key points for the enemy, which was a bit too much.

"What?" Su Tang asked.

"The Master Nan said that when you arrive in Ziyang City, there will be a Pengche to pick them up. If you let them get on the Pengche, you will never catch up."

Pengche? What is that? Su Tang frowned.

"You can actually drive a Peng car... It seems that Nan Mu is far from simple." As he spoke, Xiao Buhui, who covered his face with a black cloth, appeared on the wall.

"Mr. Nanda is the eldest son of this generation." The young warrior hurriedly said.

"No wonder." Xiao Buhui nodded: "Then you really need to set off soon. It is said that the cyclo car is led by dozens or even hundreds of big cyclo birds, but it travels thousands of miles a day, but... the cyclo car can only be seen in the Green Sea. Where did the Nan family get the cyclo car?"

"I don't know this...this is the first time I know." The young warrior smiled.

"No hurry." Su Tang said lightly, then pointed at the young warrior: "You can leave now."

The young warrior turned around and rushed towards the corner gate without hesitation. Su Tang picked up the Youkong Hammer and looked at the remaining Hu family coldly.
Chapter completed!