Not to mention it.

At this moment, Fang Qingyue was filled with an extraordinary momentum!

This may be the power that the leader of the Black Dragon Gang should have.

Don't say anything else.

With this level of cultivation level.

It may not be as far away as the Tongtian Divine Dragon.

Of course, Yun Xiaoxuan was not afraid of revenge in Shenlongtang.

That's because.

In addition to killing Yinshan Guest in Shenlong Hall, he had other important things.

Although the system did not state it.

But Yun Xiaoxuan sensed it.

Yun Xiaoxuan hurriedly said, "Master, you misunderstood. I will not leave my identity as Shenlong Hall. First, it is not because I am greedy for the vanity of Shenlong Hall, and second, it is not because I am afraid of the power of Shenlong Hall and their revenge."

"The disciple fell in the Shenlong Hall just to kill the Yinshan Guest!"

Fang Qingyue raised his eyebrows and looked at Yun Xiaoxuan in great surprise.

Yang Shenxiu exclaimed: "Yinshan Guest is one of the four gold medal killers in Shenlong Hall. He is truly at the realm of returning to the true realm. This person has a unique skills in the world of poison palms. At the same level, even if his cultivation is slightly higher than him, he may not be able to kill him."

Yun Xiaoxuan said in a deep voice: "It doesn't mean that I can't kill him now. I can never kill him. When my strength grows, I should still be able to kill him."

Fang Qingyue nodded and said in a deep voice: "You didn't have any cultivation not long ago, but now you are already in the middle stage. If I had said this before, I wouldn't believe it, and no one in the world would believe it, but now, I believe you!"

Having said that.

Fang Qingyue's deep palm fell on Yun Xiaoxuan's shoulder, looking relieved, "Child, you have grown up, uncle won't ask you why you want to kill Yinshanke."

"I just hope you will train your own cultivation well!"

"Would you do it with enough strength?"

Yun Xiaoxuan said in a deep voice: "Disciple understand!"

At this time!

Fang Qingyue's eyebrows suddenly moved and said, "Someone is here!" As he spoke, this existence at the sixth level of martial arts realm was lying on the ground without any warning, and he didn't know what method he used.

The face is so dark.

It seems that he is seriously injured and is about to die, or is already dead.

Yun Xiaoxuan was stunned.

Yang Shenxiu's face changed drastically.

Fang Qingyue smiled: "I have reason to believe that old man Tu Qianshan and the actions of the two eighteen ghosts of the Ghost Sect."

"And the strange poison of the Netherworld scatters is extraordinary!"

"How could they have thought that there would be restrictions on the use of poison like you to help me resolve it silently!"

"They will definitely kill you again, be sure if I am really dead!"

"No matter when they come, from now on, I will pretend to be dead here. Shenxiu, nephew, you must also pretend to be dying and wait for these guys to come again!"

"At that time, we Fang Qingyue will definitely kill all these damn guys without leaving any of them!"

After saying these words.

Fang Qingyue closed all his breath.

It's like he's really dead.

Yun Xiaoxuan and Yang Shenxiu looked at each other and quickly lay on the ground.

The breath surged.

He was already dying.

Yun Xiaoxuan was afraid that Yang Shenxiu would be so uncomfortable that her palm fell on him.

He planted a little poison on this young master Shen Xiu. It looked very scary, but in fact there was nothing wrong.

After about ten breaths.

The palace master was smashed to pieces by a bang.

A group of people with violent aura rushed in with a hurrah.

The group of people gathered to Fang Qingyue first, and they were shocked: "Gang Master!"

"Gangmaster, what's wrong with you?"

"Tu Qianshan, you bastard, from now on, I will be incompatible with you!"

"Gangmaster, you died so miserably!"

One by one, whether it is real or fake, the crying sounds are very loud.

At this time.

Yang Shenxiu's weak voice sounded: "A few uncles."

These talents looked at Yang Shenxiu, some were shocked, some were surprised, and of course some were also deep: "Young leader?"

"Tu Qianshan is really a traitor, his methods are cruel!"

"This is a bastard!"

"Young Master, have you been poisoned too?"

Yang Shenxiu said: "I will not hide it from you. My life is not long. Uncles don't have to waste their energy to detoxify me. No one can solve the poison of the Ghost Sect Youming Powder!"

Everyone's eyes were deep.

Yang Shenxiu said: "The last wish is to keep a soul for Master. You only need to prepare two recliners for me and put me and my friend on it."

"This?" A man with tears in the middle was a little reluctant.

A scholar with slender cheeks behind him and a slightly feminine look said, "It is hard for the young master to have such filial piety. If you are the leader of the helm, please follow the young master's wishes. Anyway——hey!"

Several others kept persuading.

final!

They agreed to stay in the Heilong Hall by Yang Shenxiu and Yun Xiaoxuan.

And at the fastest speed, he prepared two recliners and put Yun Xiaoxuan and Yang Shenxiu, the two "sick" who were like people who would die at any time, on it.

Follow again!

More disciples of the Black Tiger Gang rushed in.

The crying sounds moving.

The indescribable sincerity.

It can be seen.

The cohesion between the Black Dragon Gang is still very strong.

Next.

It’s all about setting up a mourning hall and other matters.

unconsciously.

The night is already deep!

The fire outside the Black Dragon Hall was soaring into the sky, and the sound of discussion was shaking the sky.

The group is arguing about who to elect to succeed the gang leader.

They also seem to be dissatisfied with each other.

Although there are also voices of arguments mixed in the voices of discussion.

Even later.

The sound of the weapons vibrating sounded, not the internal fire of the Black Dragon Gang, but the quarrels. In the end, it was decided to use martial arts to determine the candidate for the successor to the gang leader.

And in the Black Dragon Hall.

But it was very quiet.

The dull candlelight, the breeze sways.

In the huge hall, there is a huge coffin.

Fang Qingyue's "corpse" has been put in.

And on the edge of the coffin.

Two recliners are placed side by side.
To be continued...