"really?"

Xiao Chen was excited, Zou Xiangming was in Kunyumen?

Although they had such speculation before, now after Zang Wenshan said this, it is certain!

"Really... really... let me go..."

Zang Wenshan became even weaker.

"Continue to answer, who do you do for!"

Xiao Chen asked again.

"I...you let me go first, otherwise...I won't say even if I die..."

Zang Wenshan shook his head.

Hearing Zang Wenshan's words, Xiao Chen frowned: "I said, you are not qualified to bargain with me... Now you are not in control of your life and death! If you don't say it, life is worse than death!"

"I...I...I have to die anyway. If you let me go...I will say it, otherwise I won't say it if I die."

Zang Wenshan's teeth were broken and he insisted on it. He felt that this was his chance to delay time.

Just as Xiao Chen wanted to say something else, a scream came.

Xiao Chen turned his head and saw the one-eyed dragon lying in a pool of blood.

In his chest, Zhao Laomo's black and gold steel claws were inserted, and almost the entire steel claws were stabbed in.

There was also a wound on Zhao Laomo's abdomen.

This fatal blow was exchanged for his injury.

"you……"

The one-eyed dragon covered the wound and stared at the old demon Zhao with one-eyed eyes. What he wanted to say, but it was difficult to say.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he bleeded out.

"die!"

Old Demon Zhao slowly stepped forward, held the black gold steel claws, roared, and pulled it out suddenly.

puff……

Blood gushed like a spring in the wound.

"ah……"

The one-eyed dragon trembled, making his last sound, and then fell heavily to the ground, no movement.

Old Demon Zhao also staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Two consecutive battles made him feel a little exhausted.

However, he did not relax, but held the black gold steel claws tightly and stared at the one-eyed dragon's corpse.

This old guy is not weak, maybe his soul is strong.

If the soul is strong, it is likely that the soul will not dissipate.

When Eastern martial artists practice martial arts, their souls may not be as powerful as Western strong people, but when they reach a certain level, they will not be much different.

Sure enough, a phantom appeared soon and wanted to escape.

Swish!

Lao Mo Zhao waved his hand, and the black gold steel claws flew out, passing through the phantom, and nailed to a big tree.

And this phantom collapsed instantly and disappeared.

"call……"

Seeing this, Old Demon Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and completely killed him!

Thinking of something, he looked at the pool of blood around him again, and perhaps there were enemies!

As long as decades ago, those who followed Zou Xiangming might be his enemies!

"Ah... Xiao Chen... Master..."

Zang Wenshan roared, why didn’t the master come to save him?

"Tonight, no one can save you, even if Zou Xiangming comes, it won't work!"

Xiao Chen looked at Zang Wenshan. It really surprised him that this guy could survive until now.

However, he was not in a hurry. Since Zou Xiangming was in Kunyumen, he would definitely come here.

By then, Zang Wenshan will not be of much use.

"Where is Zou Xiangming!"

Old Demon Zhao slowly walked over and asked.

"He said that Zou Xiangming was in Kunyumen, and you might soon see Zou Xiangming."

Xiao Chen looked at Zhao Laomo and said.

"Old Zhao, so many years have passed, Zou Xiangming may have changed... If you see him, can you still recognize him?"

"The blood sea is deep hatred. Even if he turns into ashes, I know him!"

Old Demon Zhao gritted his teeth.

"That's good."

Xiao Chen nodded. As long as Zou Xiangming showed up, Lao Zhao should be able to recognize him.

As long as you recognize it, this scene tonight... Zou Xiangming will not think of leaving alive again!

If you don’t brag, let alone Zou Xiangming, even Zou Xiangming and Gong Yang Chun will not want to leave alive!

"Will he... Zou Xiangming come to save him?"

Old Demon Zhao reacted and asked excitedly.

"Yes, Lao Zhao, how can you kill Zou Xiangming in your current state?"

Xiao Chen looked at Zhao Laomo and took out a porcelain bottle.

"Heal the wound first and recover the strength, otherwise when Zou Xiangming comes, you will not be his opponent."

"Okay... I'll see if there are any enemies, and I'll kill them."

Lao Mo Zhao took the porcelain bottle and was about to kill someone.

"Wait, Lao Zhao, don't rush to kill people, maybe they are useful."

Xiao Chen stopped Zhao Laomo.

"One of them, they will be seriously injured even if they don't die. As long as Zou Xiangming is dealt with, you can kill them..."

"That's right, Xiao Zhao, if you want to avenge yourself, it is urgent to restore your state to your peak."

Xiao Yi also said.

"They can't run away."

"good."

After hearing what the two said, Old Mo Zhao nodded, stopped rushing to kill people, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to heal the wounds and regulate his breathing.

"Ah... Xiao Chen... Save... Save... Save... I..."

Suddenly, Zang Wenshan, who was curled up on the ground and wanted to hold on to the rescue, his body trembled and his forehead was beating.

"Um?"

Seeing this, Xiao Chen was shocked. What's going on?

He bent over and grabbed Zang Wenshan's wrist, and at the same time, he shook the silver needle in his left hand and stabbed it into the big acupoint.
Chapter completed!