Wu Ling and Feng Fu and Yue Guli glanced at each other and thought, "It won't be so bad! Obviously the other party is holding an important ceremony. There are so many red wolf horse thieves participating. I want to be in such an environment. To assassinate Langtian and Langyu is undoubtedly seeking a dead end!"
After a while, the figure on the small platform stood up, looking at his aura, if he belonged to the red wolf horse thief, he should be a leader. But at this moment, judging from his status, of course only Wolf Tian could be so detached.
I saw him standing up, facing the Red Wolf Erlang, raising his hands above his head, looking towards the sky.
Wu Ling looked over carefully and saw that Langtian's whole body was enveloped in a layer of gorgeous black robe made of unknown material and glittering. This black robe was different from the clothes used by the Red Wolf Lord on Lang Yun, and was not unusual. Red Wolf Erlang's clothes are more like dresses specially sewn for religious ceremonies. In fact, only Langtian is qualified to wear this kind of dress, but his men can only wear the uniforms of the Red Wolf Horse Thief.
Wu Ling smiled, and he found that Langtian's entire face was hidden under a strange hat, which looked like it. It's like a miniature tower, it's really cumbersome, but I don't know what role it is to make such an extra hat.
"Hey, what should I do?" Yue Guli felt like a deer, and she began to regret that she had sneaked in with Wu Ling, and she was really not suitable to do something sneaky.
"Wait for the opportunity, we will wait until their ceremony is completed."
"Oh!" Feng Fuji suddenly yelled, then hurriedly covered his mouth.
"What's the matter with you, don't tell me you want it too." Wu Ling looked at Feng Budu threateningly, with a serious face.
"No, I suddenly remembered. Do you know what day it is?" Feng Fuji said with a frown.
"Your birthday?" Yue Guli laughed and said softly.
"It's not my birthday, it's the birthday of God Yan Luo!" Feng Buer said.
"Yan Luo Shenzun? Who is he?" Wu Ling said strangely.
"Hey, God Lord Yama is the real master of the Yunyu Mountains. He is the Lord of the Temple of Yama. The Temple of Yama is a mysterious religion. In the past few years, they have gradually controlled the surroundings of the Yunyu Mountains in the form of religion. I am very familiar with the thoughts of millions of people in this worship ritual, and I never thought that even the Red Wolf was controlled by Yama Shrine!"
"Hey, is it the birthday of a religious leader? Our luck is really good!" Wu Ling sneered, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"
"I just remembered it too!" Feng Fuer shouted.
"What happened to the birthday? What does it have to do with our killing?" Yue Guli asked softly.
"If it's the birthday of God Yan Luo, this ceremony will probably be held for several days in a row. In front of more than two thousand people, A Li, if you can take off Langtian's head, I will really convince you!" Feng Bu Er smiled.
This time, even Yue Guli had nothing to say. If she had her temper in the past, she would definitely have to say: "What is that, isn't it the head of Langtian? It's not as simple as picking peaches!"
The three people looked at each other and sighed.
After a while, Wu Ling suddenly remembered something: "Girl, I remember that Wu Yiyang has a kind of kung fu called skeleton puppet technique. I don't know if it has anything to do with this Yama Temple?"
Yue Guli also recalled Wu Ling's reminder. Skeleton puppetry is exactly the martial arts of the Yama Temple. How did Wu Yiyang make it? Moreover, recalling the fierce fighting that day, the skeleton puppet technique seems to be Wu Yiyang's ability to press the bottom of the box. Could this Wu Yiyang actually belong to the Yama Temple? However, Yue Guli remembers that Wu Yiyang has been in Dengxianmen for many years since she can remember. In Dengxianmen, Wu Yiyang is known as a true disciple, has a lofty status, and is nominally the teacher and brother of Weng Zihan, and this inconspicuous. The temple of Yama should have nothing to do with it. What is going on? Yue Guli couldn't understand it for a while, but she remembered Wu Yiyang forcing her off the cliff. For this alone, Wu Yiyang deserved to die, and she wouldn't let him go to the fairy gate.
Thinking of this, Yue Guli gritted her teeth and clenched her fists: "There is only one possibility. Wu Yiyang is a traitor to Dengxianmen. Although there is a mixture of fish and dragons in Dengxianmen, everyone has a different background before entering Dengxianmen, but Yan People of the clan will never accept it at the immortal gate. The Temple of Yan Luo is the leader of the Yan clan of your martial empire. Humph, Wu Yiyang, one day, I will kill him!"
"The Yan clan? What is it then?"
"Ahem." Yue Guli suddenly remembered that Weng Zihan had told her that these things cannot be told to outsiders, and hurriedly concealed it. However, in Wu Ling's view, this concealment was very clumsy.
But Wu Ling didn’t break it. He never forced his friends to do things that he didn’t want to do or say things he didn’t want to say, so he complained indifferently: "If you don’t want to say it, don’t say it, why cough! Also, Wu Yiyang That narcissist belongs to me, and I haven't settled his account with him yet!"
"Cut, can you beat him?"
"Haha." Wu Ling looked around, twisted the corner of his mouth, and whispered softly: "Wait and see, he will die under my hand sooner or later. Let's think about assassinating Langtian first."
In fact, he was considering another infiltrating force-people who are enemies of the Red Wolf must be friends and not enemies, and more. Suddenly, Wu Ling was energetic, and subconsciously stretched out his fingers, two fierce and unusually angry thunder fingers sent out angrily, pointed behind him, and at the same time shouted: "Be careful, I was found."
Yue Guli's movements were faster than Wu Ling's. Yaoqin Luqi hadn't been repaired yet at this time, but the strength of Yi Sui's fourth floor was there after all. Like a fairy from nine days away, she rises from the ground, and at the same time, the dazzling light beams shoot out from Yue Guli's fingers, shaking vertically and horizontally, shooting towards the forehead of the besieged Red Wolf Erlang, and at the same time, Yue Guli flies back. , Want to evacuate here quickly.
"Huh, can you hit the enemy with anger in the air?" The wind under the moon was stunned, a strange color flashed in his eyes, it seemed that Yue Guli's strength was beyond his expectation. More importantly, Yue Guli and Wu Ling's attacking method with gang energy is tantamount to pointing out a completely different cultivation path for Feng Fuer. He used to think that gang qi was just a status symbol, but now it seems that it was a big mistake.
I saw that Yue Guli then gracefully raised her slender jade hand, and the indestructible light attacked everyone, and for a while everyone turned their backs on their backs.
Seeing this scene, the red wolves' souls were all gone, and they retreated quickly. Even Wu Ling had to admit that this was a person whose strength far exceeded him.
At this time, a giant hand of light quality with a radius of three feet suddenly appeared under Yue Guli, and quickly printed towards the red wolf Erlang who was eager to come around. The surging aura directly made them feel desperate. No one doubted. This giant hand can completely photograph them into powder.
They found out sadly that their bodies could no longer move, and they could only watch as the giant palms of three feet square were covering the sky and the sun.
However, this terrifying round giant hand didn't shoot them into powder all at once as imagined, but dexterously turned them into scratches, grabbing their vitals, and attacking the past.
The people caught by Yue Guli's giant round hands were unconscious, but they were not dead. Even so, I am afraid they would not have the ability to continue fighting.
At the same time, Wu Ling next to him did not show mercy. Almost before he had to, several masters in the bone-changing realm let Wu Ling be completely killed. With such strength and so spicy, the hearts of the other people besieging Wu Ling suddenly felt a while. Of hesitation.
It's just that they hesitated, but Wu Ling was still unwilling.
Wu Ling quickly swept towards the crowd, waved his big hand covering the sky and the earth, and waved a red light that opened up the sky, and the golden gleams shining in all directions, shining all the faces full of despair and horror.
Six or seven people looked at each other, and each displayed their own attacks, pointing fingers and sword beams, and attacking Wu Ling's whole body. At first glance, it is intended to save the enemy.
It’s just that this must-save is relative to the average person. Even if it is an average Jin Yi master, facing the full attack of six or seven bone Yi four-level masters, he dare not leave it alone and let the opponent greet him, but Wu Ling was obviously not within the scope of this average person.
Facing the vicious attack of the six or seven Daozhi, Wu Ling still waved his hands as if he hadn't seen it, and used Wudang's unique Taijiquan without even using the body-protecting Qi Qi.
What made everyone desperate happened. Six or seven finger lights hit Wuling's chest, lower abdomen, etc., but what caught everyone’s eyes was not the sight of flesh and blood flying in everyone’s imagination, but sparks bursting, as if The finger light and the sword light all hit the steel plate, and came back as fast as lightning. The momentum and speed of the counterattack were even stronger and faster than their own!
Amidst the panic and confusion of the crowd, those extremely aggressive tactics were all bounced back by Wu Ling with Taijiquan, attacking the other body in the same way. Those fingerings and boxing methods have drawn a brilliant light in the crowd, accompanied by bloody light along the way.
Three heads and four arms are the harvest of this counterattack.
The three bone-easy four-layer masters had their heads cut off by their most familiar moves, and the other four quickly saw the opportunity and retreated quickly, only losing one arm of each.
The four bone-easy fourth-tier masters who lost their arms saw despair in each other's eyes, enduring the severe pain, and quickly retreated in four directions.
But how could Wu Ling let them go
Three angry thunder fingers shot out from Wu Ling's hands, violently surging vertically and horizontally, breaking through the air with sound, chasing the three in three directions.
But Wu Ling used Ti Yunzong to swiftly swept towards the last person, the only one of the four who was a master at the pinnacle state of the fourth level of bone-changing.
In the desperate and horrified eyes of the opponent, Wu Ling threw him away from the middle with an angry thunder finger, and split him in two.