boom!

boom!

The tide of beasts like mountains and seas floods everything.

In front of the small mountain village, the man in gray was like a dam erected in the tide. No matter how surging the beast tide, he could not move forward at all. Countless beasts were killed under the actual air wall!

The momentum is so powerful that the villagers in the entire mountain village feel as if they have seen a god and are extremely awe.

I don’t know how many people fell to the ground and thanked the gods for helping them.

"Gangmaster!"

"Gangmaster!"

Figures rushed out from behind the mountain village, lifted up swords and protected them near the mountain village.

Everyone was a person with great martial arts skills, but they couldn't help but tremble when they looked at the overwhelming beast tide. Before such a terrifying power, only the powerful divine vein could compete with it.

Those with strong Qi and meridians can only protect themselves.

Under the Qi and Vein, even the entire body would not be able to be kept.

Because such an impact was too terrible, there were many people among them who had participated in the Nantian Mountain hunting. Such power was almost comparable to the impact of the 800,000 cavalrymen in the Golden Wolf Court.

Huh huh huh huh huh ~~~

In front of the mountain village, the air flow roared and the strong wind was strong. The man was alone in his own way. The gray robe spread with the surging true energy for several miles, and the momentum was as powerful as a mountain.

Countless wild beasts were shattered into blood mud by their extremely fierce palm force, and piled up a flesh-and-blooded city wall. Finally, accompanied by shrill screams, thousands of beasts flowed away.

Bypassing the mountain village, then fleeing to the distance.

After a long time, the man turned around and his face was solemn:

"Elder Wang, Elder Fang, Elder He, what's the situation where you are coming?"

A villager looked up and saw clearly the appearance of the man. He was wearing a gray robe, nine feet tall, long hands and feet, thick eyebrows and big eyes, high nose and wide mouth, and deep eyes, like deep lake water, but also lit with a different light.

“The situation is not optimistic.”

The man named Elder Wang took two steps before his face turned dark:

"Dozens of nearby villages have basically been flattened. Although the young and strong women and children in the village have all escaped in the cellar, there is no food, and no tiles to cover their bodies. I'm afraid..."

Some other Beggar Gang masters looked at the mess around, and their faces were dim.

Of course, they came from poor families know what it means to these ordinary people who can only barely fill their stomachs when they are half over the year.

Wang Jianglong looked at the mountains with thick smoke in the distance, and a sarcasm appeared on his face:

"If you set fire to the mountains, you should die if you are guilty of death!"

Liangzhou is full of mountains, and most of the lives of mountain people are backed by. Needless to say, the casualties caused by this fire are caused, even if the fire is extinguished, the problems left behind are huge.

It can be said that there are real corpses everywhere.

"Master Wang Gang, before I came, I saw the Qianshan Pass army dispatched, tens of thousands of troops culling wild beasts, and the remaining checkpoints and the city garrisons also dispatched, and the beast tide should have spread again."

Elder He sighed:

"But, those displaced people are not sure to be properly resettled."

"The fire is still spreading, and there are probably more and more wild animals..."

Fang Changlong shook his head slightly, not optimistic.

The mountains of Liangzhou stretch for thousands of miles, with countless wild animals. At this time, it is probably less than one ten thousand that have run out. The Liangzhou garrison may be able to control it.

If the fire continues again, it may not be able to be controlled.

"Three elders!"

Wang Jianlong glanced at the villagers in the mountain village and ordered:

"I want to go into the mountains to put out the fire, rescue disasters, and kill the beast tide. I have sent a message from the local branch offices. I must use the greatest strength to rescue the victims!"

"yes!"

All three of them looked serious and bowed and said, "I will never let down the gang leader!"

"The old man Yun only said that my Beggars' Sect hides dirt and then let him see how my Beggars' Sect acts!"

Wang Jianglong waved his sleeves.

His body was lifted up and had already risen into the air, stepping on the air flow and wind like thunder, heading straight into the burning mountains.

"Gangmaster..."

Seeing Wang Jianlong heading straight for the mountains, the three elders looked at each other and felt a little worried.

Wang Jianglong's martial arts reached its peak, and he was not invaded by water and fire. If he just put out the fire, they would not worry much.

But they already knew at this time that the burning of this fire was related to the Red Sun Dharma King. The king subdued the dragon and put out the fire. If he met the Red Sun Dharma King, he would be really dangerous.

Although Wang Jianglong was powerful, the Red Sun Dharma King was an old devil who became famous before Pang Wanyang.

Once it happens, the outcome is probably unpredictable.

But just as Wang Zhulong's intention arose, no one can persuade him.

The best is like water, and there is no regret for descending dragons. In this world, there is only the wrong name, and there is no wrong nickname.

...........

boom!

boom!

On the top of the mountains, the air flow roars.

A golden eagle made of pure gold spreads its wings and cuts the airflow.

The group stood on the back of the golden eagle, looking at the mountains where the flames spread, with solemn expressions.

Before everyone, there was a middle-aged man wearing a golden python robe and a slender body.

The middle-aged man was extremely handsome, with a three-foot-foot-long beard shining with red light, and his temperament was elegant and luxurious.

At this time, his sword eyebrows stood up, and evil spirits were hidden between his eyebrows.

"According to the Golden Feather Eagle, the Red Sun Dharma King still stayed in the mountains after setting fire to the mountain and never left......"

A young man in black uniform, holding a black iron stick, bowed and said:

"Will there be fraud in this?"

His name is Xiao Qingguo, and he is a famous master of Liusanmen and is as famous as Xue Chaoyang and Tuoba Chongguang.

Nowadays, it is the only remaining arrest.

The other one is the ram, who stands beside him, dressed like an old farmer.

Gong Yang Yuan is also the oldest among the six famous arresters of the Six Gates. It is said that he had pursued Pang Wanyang decades ago, and even fought against him but did not die.

Among the six famous arrests, he is the first.

The status among the six gates is even higher, because the God-Catching God is his disciple.

"Starting fire in the hinterland of Dafeng, the red sun is so rampant that Yang Lin is stupid enough to join forces with the Six Prison Demon Sect, he is really stupid as a pig!"

The voice of the God-Catching God is cold, and the words are filled with the strong murderous aura that cannot be blown away by the roaring wind and air flowing thousands of feet high:

"When you go back this time, Yang Lin must give me an explanation!"

His words were sharp and his will spread in the sky like a substance, causing the rest of the captains to tremble in their hearts.

Compared with Yang Lin, Jinyiwei, Cao Tiangang, Dongchang, and Han Changgong, the imperial guardian, the real god of killing is the real god of killing.

Over the decades, there were countless sects in the Deshan Destruction. There were not ten thousand or eight thousand martial arts masters who died under him. They were truly fierce figures who could stop children from crying at night.

"This is not the time to seek responsibility."

Gong Yang Yuan said slowly:

"That Feng Qingxuan is the saint son of the Six Prisons Demon Sect. It is inevitable that the saint son will go crazy if he dies. Pang Wanyang did not come in person, and I was already a little surprised.

It seems that he has received the war letter from Ikkyu's old bald donkey."

At this time, he was the only one who dared to speak to the God-Catching God in this way.

"That Feng Qing deserves to be killed by someone if he is not good at learning. These Six Prison Demon Sects are incapable of taking revenge on the mountain and driving away beasts, but it is hateful and ridiculous."

The God of Capture turned around and bowed slightly and said:

"Teacher, why do you have to follow you this time? Hong Ri has become famous for a long time. Once the battle begins, the disciples may not be able to protect you."

"I'm not old enough to move, how do you need to maintain it?"

Gong Yang Yuan didn't take his tricks, and his face was quite cold:

"Will Yun Haitian have a few moves with Wang Jianglong? I am afraid that the Red Sun Dharma King will succeed?"

He heard such unceremonious words from him, but the other captains looked at their eyes and nose, and they all remained silent.
To be continued...