Chapter 165

He jumped up and ran away. He was swept by Wu Dong's sword and his legs were knee high. This person then "pours" a sound to fall on the ground, the facial expression is pale, is a gray clothes gray eye person, cannot see the age.

At the moment, his face was in pain, and his vitality was losing a little bit. He had some immortal accomplishments, so he tried to urge his muscles and meridians to stop bleeding. However, the purple evil spirit on the bronze sword kept invading his meridians and blood vessels!

Wu Dong's eyes were cold. He looked at the man in grey and asked, "are you from the special hall?"

Because of the pain, the man in Grey's face twisted into a ball. He suddenly remembered something and asked, "are you Xu Zihui's brother?"

Before his death, Xu Zihui said that his brother would take revenge for him. Before killing him, he could name himself.

Wu Dongmou said: "I am! You killed my third brother Xu? "

The man in grey suddenly gave a miserable smile. The retribution came quickly!

"Do it!" He closed his eyes.

"You can't die yet. I'll sacrifice you to the third brother alive!" Wu Dong clapped his hand on him and sealed the meridians around him.

At the same time, he lifted the man in grey with one hand and walked into the hall step by step.

Seeing him carrying a seriously injured man into the room, sun Sansheng's eyes lit up: "brother, good means!"

Wu Dong threw the man in grey on the ground and said, "this man should be the murderer of my third brother."

Cong bin rushed to him and punched him. He hated him to the bone.

The man in grey was as dead as if he were lying on the ground, motionless, and let him kick.

Wu Dong waved: "OK, it's too cheap to kill him directly."

Cong bin stopped and said, "brother Dong, this is the man who killed the third brother!"

Wu Dong took out a few needles and thrust them into the acupoints on his head. At the same time, he read out a string of syllables. In a short time, the man in grey was in a trance and under his control.

"What's your name and origin?" He asked.

"I'm Guan Ling, a member of the third special investigation office."

"You killed Xu Zihui?"

"Yes?"

"Who sent you to kill it?"

"Lan Shangyu asked me to kill him."

"What's LAN Shangyu's plan?"

"Kill Xu Zihui and take his property."

"How many of you have come?"

"The only people in the three places are LAN Shangyu and me, as well as his five friends in the Jianghu."

"What are the identities and accomplishments of these five people?"

"Two Shaolin laity disciples and three Xianmen disciples are all human immortals."

Wu Dong finally asked, "where is Lan Shangyu?"

"Wanfu restaurant in the east of Yunding villa is the headquarters of the battle."

Wu Dong nodded and stopped asking.

He sat down and ran the Qi slowly. At this time, he practiced the golden bell cover and the iron cloth shirt together. Two kinds of hard skills, one inside and one outside, combine inside and outside. It's like Yin and Yang embracing each other. The combination of hardness and softness greatly increases the power.

More than ten minutes later, he had realized the profound meaning of the iron cloth shirt. Now he received the credit and said to sun Sansheng, "sun Daoyou, Master Li Dan said, if you can come, let me teach you a set of killing techniques."

Sun Sansheng smile: "Oh? I don't know what kind of killing technique it is? "

In the Wuji immortal Scripture, there are many ways to kill people after the realm of human beings and immortals. Wu Dong observed sun Sansheng's practice and found that he was more suitable to practice "split empty palm". This hundred step divine fist requires high skill. Once it is launched, it can hurt the enemy within a few meters.

So he dictated the practice of chopping empty palm to the other side. Sun Sansheng had his own unique inheritance. He didn't think so at first, but after listening to a few words, he gradually became serious and began to understand seriously.

Xu Deming was also present when he passed on the message. He was not stupid. He knew that the young master taught him at the same time, so he was very serious at the beginning and occasionally asked questions.

After passing the legend of qikong Zhang, Wu Dong took the dragon sword and went down the mountain to Wanfu restaurant.

Wanfu restaurant is not a luxury hotel, and its area is not very large. It was late at night, but there were several luxury cars in front of Wanfu restaurant.

The third floor of the restaurant has been packed. At the moment, a middle-aged man is sitting on the sofa. Opposite him sat three middle-aged people in different clothes.

The middle-aged man is Lan Shangyu. He looks in his forties with gloomy eyes. At this time, he frowned slightly and said, "it's been an hour and a half. Guan Ling should have come back."

"Is there anything wrong with Guan Ling?" One of the three opposite said.

LAN Shangyu shook his head: "impossible, Guan Ling's training is authentic iron cloth shirt. Even if I try my best, I can't hurt him."

The three were silent. Although LAN Shangyu said so, they all felt uneasy in their hearts.

At this time, Wu Dong walked down the mountain barefoot. When he was more than 100 meters away from the restaurant, he suddenly stopped.

Left, out of a young man, short hair, about 30 years old, 1.85 meters tall, full of muscle strength.

"Who are friends?" He asked, eyes staring at Wu Dong, full of vigilance.

Wu Dong: "I'm looking for LAN Shangyu."

The young man's eyes flashed: "do you know LAN Shangyu?"

"I'll kill him." Wu Dong said lightly.

"Brush!"

The young man suddenly moved. He moved too fast. Between the movements, his clothes hit the air and sent out firecrackers. Then a palm, suddenly in front of Wu Dong, hit the front door.

Wu Dong suddenly lowered himself, pushed his legs and hit his head against his opponent's chest. His reaction was too quick, and the other side didn't expect him to do so.

"Poof!"

For a moment, it felt like he was hit on the chest by an iron pillar with a weight of several tons. With a "click", his sternum and ribs were broken, and his people were hit on the ground.

This blow, too overbearing, directly the opponent's impact of the rotten, broken ribs pierced the heart, blood gushing out.

He looked at Wu Dong and opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't say a word.

The man soon lost his breath because he lost too much blood and couldn't breathe.

Wu Dong looked up to the front, a figure came quickly, he should have heard the movement here and come to check.

With a sneer, he turned around and walked back. A few vertical jumps disappeared.

Before long, another young man arrived at the scene. He took a look at the body on the ground and looked very pale. He immediately took out his walkie talkie and said in a deep voice, "brother LAN, Yongming is dead!"

LAN Shangyu heard the news from the walkie talkie, his face was also ugly, he said: "brother Yi, brother wolf, please have a look."

Two of the three stood up and jumped directly from the balcony to catch up with the incident.

There were only two people left in the room. LAN Shangyu keeps pressing the finger on his hand, and Yongming's death gives him a premonition that Guan Ling is also in danger!

A little Xu Zihui, is there a master around him? When he thinks of the death of his son LAN Tao, his eyes become colder and colder.

"Brother LAN, who do you think is behind this?" The man in the other side, in his thirties, was gentle and spoke slowly.

LAN Shangyu: "if you can kill Yongming, his strength is not below me. There are not many people in the world who have such strength and dare to fight against me. "

On a tree a hundred meters away, Wu Dong clearly saw the two people in the hall. There must be LAN Shangyu among them.

He took out a steel ball and shot at one of them.

"Whew!"

The speed of the steel ball is extremely fast, far faster than the speed of the bullet. It is spinning and reaches the position of LAN Shangyu's temple in 0.1 second.

At the moment of no time, he suddenly burst into a white light around his body. The steel ball touched the white light, stopped and fell to the ground.

"Who is it?" LAN Shangyu suddenly turned around, and the young man in front of him rushed over like lightning.

This man's lightness skill, with both hands and feet, sprang out of the balcony in the blink of an eye and pounced on Wu Dong.

Wu Dong immediately jumped out of the tree and ran in the opposite direction. As soon as they chased and fled, it was obvious that the people behind them were faster, and the distance between them was shortened rapidly, 20 meters, 10 meters and 5 meters.

All of a sudden, Wu Dong body meal, turn around is a sword light shrouded.

The pursuer shouts, suddenly waves his right arm, and his vigorous Qi surges wildly. However, Wu Dong's sword light directly cuts away the vigorous Qi and cuts off his right arm.

With a scream and a shot, the man retreated for tens of meters.

Wu Dong wants to take advantage of the opportunity to pursue and kill, but finds another person jumping off the balcony and chasing him.

With a sneer, he turned back and walked away. After a few flashes, he disappeared.