Chapter 469 Black Silk Beating the Drum
“Master, these people have passed the test of the gambling house and said they want to see you.”
Fan Hai bowed respectfully to the man behind the square table. .
"Huh?"
The dark-skinned middle-aged man didn't seem to take Fan Hai's words very seriously. At this moment, he was still looking down at the file without raising his head. Said: "Since you are a distinguished guest in our hall, let's take a seat."
As soon as he finished speaking, several men in Tsing Yi immediately moved three seats and placed them in front of Liang Yan and others.
But Liang Yan waved his hand and said with a smile: "I don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything, but when Tang comes here, I have something to ask."
"Oh? What's the matter? "The middle-aged man seemed to be a little interested. He raised his head and looked at Liang Yan and asked.
Liang Yan smiled slightly and said, "Master, do you cherish your life?"
After hearing this, the middle-aged man was stunned at first, and then said angrily: "How dare you deceive me, you thief?" Help?”
Liang Yan's expression remained unchanged, and he just said lightly: "It's not that I deceived the hall master, but that you didn't even know that your lair has been taken over. Are you right, Manager Wang?"
Beside him Wang Yang's originally calm expression suddenly changed.
He didn't answer the question at all, and directly pulled off the black cloak on his body. He raised his hand and shook it, and a thick green smoke spread from the cloak, and then Wang Yang turned back He shrunk and fled out of the secret room.
But before he could run a few steps, Dumb lifted him up and kicked him in the back of the heart. He flew up in the air, hit the wall of the secret room, and died.
“Gee, I didn’t expect this little brother to be very alert, but he is different from the previous supervisory envoy!”
A charming voice came from the direction of the stairs, and then two people walked in from the door of the secret room.
One of them is a red-faced man, shirtless, with eleven waist drums of different sizes tied around his waist, and two drumsticks pinned to his buttocks.
The other person is a woman in purple. She is tall and fair-skinned. The only thing weird about her is that her hair is too long. It is even too long to hang down naturally and can only be tied up. On his own waist.
"Who are you?!"
The dark-skinned middle-aged man's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly stood up and retreated, while the men in green clothes around him also drew their swords, Protect this middle-aged man behind you.
In this secret room, even if it takes ten days and a half, no outsider may be able to come in, but now it's just a cup of tea, and people are breaking in one after another, and they are not good people. This is called How can middle-aged people not be frightened?
It was just his question that no one was willing to answer. In other words, the other two groups of people in the field now just regarded him as nothing.
Liang Yan's face was indifferent, he looked at the two people in front of him and said with a smile: "You two have followed me all the way since I left the 'Youde Pawnshop'. It's been a lot of hard work. It's just that you want to take advantage of this. To get rid of Tang Mou secretly in the underground secret room, how could he know that Tang Mou didn’t have the same intention?”
I was still smiling at first? The face of the woman in purple clothes changed slightly, but only for a moment, she smiled sweetly again, and she said: "Old Chu, do you hear that? We are not the mantis stalking the cicada, but the oriole behind!"
The woman in purple said, wiping her neck and said: "This guy said he wanted to kill us all!"
After hearing this, Lao Chu didn't smile and just replied angrily: "Then skin him first!" As soon as he finished speaking, he took out two drumsticks from behind and gave a heavy blow to a waist drum at his waist.
Boom!
A muffled sound came, like a thunderous drum beating, deafening and deafening. Liang Yan's body surged with spiritual power, as if it was about to burst blood vessels and break through the skin!
However, he had to temper his physical body with Hungry Kung Fu. The strength of his physical body was different from that of ordinary monks. At this moment, the golden light on his body only turned around a few times, and it suppressed all the boiling blood in his body.
He is, but others are not.
The dozen or so strong men in green clothes were the first to bear the brunt of the attack. They exploded and died first. Streams of blood mist spilled out, dyeing the entire secret room red.
Liang Yan's face also changed slightly. He didn't expect that this person's method was so special that he could arouse people's energy and blood.
With a thought, Liang Yan suddenly waved one hand and covered Ah-Dai and the dark-skinned middle-aged man with a circle of golden light.
The red-faced man known as Lao Chu couldn't help but be slightly startled when he saw that Liang Yan remained motionless under the sound of the drums and even had the strength to protect the other two mortal warriors.
But the next moment, he opened his arms, and the two drumsticks fell like raindrops on the eleven waist drums.
Dong dong dong! Boom, boom, boom!
Muffled thunderous explosions echoed in this small secret room, like thousands of troops and mighty waves of an angry sea.
At the same time, the woman in purple also shook her head, and saw a head of long cloud-like hair that seemed to be rolled back by a long river, sweeping straight towards Liang Yan's head.
Whether it is the red-faced man Lao Chu or the woman in purple with unusually long hair, their cultivation has reached the late stage of foundation building.
In their minds, if they can't defeat the tender-faced scholar in front of them in a two-to-one contest, then they will really be shameless.
Liang Yan also had a strange expression on his face, but he was thinking to himself: There are indeed many wonders in this world, and there is actually a female cultivator who can refine her three thousand black hairs into spiritual weapons!
Thinking about it, the sword technique in Liang Yan's hand did not slow down at all. A silver long sword came out in response, and with a slight twist in the secret room, the long hair that covered the sky and the earth was blown away. Cut into pieces.
“Sword cultivator!”
The woman in purple and the red-faced man were both shocked. They had heard about the offensive power of the sword cultivator for a long time, but at this moment, the arrow was on the string and they had to shoot. Behind their backs There is only one narrow secret passage. If you take a step back, you will be stabbed through the heart by a flying sword.
There was no more contempt in the two people's hearts. The purple-clothed woman shook her head, and thousands of green hairs swept towards her. She has a special physique, and her long hair has been refined by special means. She can break gold and crack stones. Ordinary spiritual weapons will explode directly if she sweeps them with her long hair.
At this moment, long hair was flying all over the room. The woman in purple didn't look for Liang Yan's flying sword. Instead, she twisted and twisted in various ways, and finally came towards Liang Yan himself.
As for that old Chu, he hammered the eleven waist drums around his waist so loudly that even the two drumsticks in his hands had a slight crack!
Liang Yan's expression remained unchanged, but the golden light around him became more intense, protecting the two people behind him tightly. At the same time, the sword formula in his hand suddenly changed, and the Dingguang Sword transformed from one to three. One of them was guarded by his side, chopping up all the long hair that had been rolled up. The remaining two flying swords were as fast as meteors, and they were aimed at Lao Chu and The woman in purple ejaculated.
“Ah!”
Two silver rainbows flashed past, and the two people standing at the door had no time to react. There was only a scream, and blood shot into the sky, and two heads flew into the air.
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