The man who was trapped and fought, and was exhausted, was his sworn brother Zhang Tugou.

So what if it means to use it?

Is it just a fake brother?

"You are waiting for the thief! You're dead!"

Zhang Tugou grabbed the green bamboo stick, jumped down from the building, rushed into Lei Lie's side, and a green bamboo stick flipped and danced in his hand. The true energy of the Huntian Gong burst out, and the surrounding smoke, dust and blood stains were splattered everywhere.

He was angry in his heart, so he naturally showed no mercy when he took action.

The green bamboo stick brought the sound of wind and hit the ground around it, causing echoes. Each rolling injected the true energy into the surface, causing the bricks and stones to crack. The true energy rushed from the ground several feet and shot out from the feet of the demon sect.

It's like a hidden arrow launching, irresistible.

The twelve masters fought to the death with Lei Lie and Lang Monk. Now there are only six left, and everyone is injured. They are about to kill these two madmen on the spot, but Zhang Tugou came out halfway.

The Beggars' Sect is not good at martial arts.

But it doesn’t mean that the Beggars’ Sect will not have martial arts.

This lotus stick that brought true energy from the underground is also a master of martial arts. The Demon Cult was swept away by the Huntian true energy that kept rushing out of the underground, and was in a hurry for a moment.

Zhang Tugou's eyes flashed with fierce light. When the lotus stick disintegrates the formation, the green bamboo stick in his hand changes its posture, and shakes off a few stars in the air. It looks like a gun, and hits a fiercely on the chest of a magic sect master, knocking him back several feet.

Starting and turning around, stepping on the seven-star steps, taking seven steps in a row, gathering momentum, holding a stick in both hands, like holding a war hammer, with a thousand pounds of force, hitting with one stick.

"Clang"

The bone knife in the hand of the master of the Demon Cult who held the knife broke in an inch. The stick broke the long knife, and it also slammed the man's shoulder with endless rolling and innocent energy.

"Bang"

Under heavy pressure, the shoulders of the Demon Cult master cracked, and he knelt down to the ground with great force. Zhang Tugou threw it casually, and the green bamboo stick swept it on his neck, like a sword slashing past.

His big head was swept away more than ten feet away.

The headless corpse that was bleeding blood fell to the ground and dyed it on the green bamboo stick, which made Zhang Tugou, who was wearing a tattered beggar costume, also had a bit of murderous aura.

"This Beidou Lieque stick is still my master of your Demon Sect..."

Zhang Tugou held a stick in one hand, protecting the monk Lei Lielang, and his innocent energy was rolling around his body, just like the wind rolling and swaying, blowing his tattered long gown flying.

This unpretentious leader of the Beggars' Sect looked at the five masters of the Demon Sect who were at the end of their power with cold eyes.

He said:

"Today, you are waiting to hurt my brother, and you are swearing to kill you!"

"Dog slaughter, ahem."

Leon Lai was blind behind him and thought he could not reverse it, but when he saw Zhang Tugou rushing over, he immediately burst into laughter, which caused the wound and spewed out a wisp of blood.

Most of his body was no longer conscious, and he used the nine-point sacrificial decision many times to make the meridians in his body burst.

But the knife in his hand was still tightly clamped.

"I think you dare not come."

Master Lei was held by a rogue monk and stepped forward a few steps, standing with Zhang Tugou.

Blood blurred his only eyes, and looking at the world in front of him, it was bloody.

He was dizzy, as if the ground under his feet had become a little softer. He licked the fishy blood at the corner of his mouth with his tongue and said to Zhang Tugou:

"What you don't use is that Lao Lei, who was fighting with you back then, was to use you."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Zhang Tugou cursed casually:

"What are you doing with such a personality? Lao Zhang has known it for a long time, but so what? Shiyinwaer called Lao Zhang the adoptive father for so many years...

The fake ones have become real.

But Lao Zhang delayed his life on the road for a few moments and said he could still save your life.

You Lao Lei, don’t blame me on the road to the underworld.”

"If you die, die."

Master Lei shook his head indifferently, and could no longer see his original face. He grinned a grin. He patted the monk and said:

"Kill a few more before you die. If you kill enough, the safer my daughter will be in the future... Slaughter the dog, let Lao Lei write down your assistance. Unfortunately, Lao Lei doesn't have much to give you."

"You've given enough."

Zhang Tugou stretched out his hand and placed it on Lei Ye's shoulder, and injected the true energy of Huntian Gong into Lei Ye's body to make him more awake.

The oil was gone and the lamp was dry, and half of the blood was flowing out of the body.

This is impossible to survive no matter what, and it is difficult for gods to save them in the world.

Thinking of the two of them having made friends for many years and seeing their friends’ miserable situation, Zhang Tugou felt a sigh in his heart, he said:

"I know your feelings with the Langseng. Don't worry. Although Lao Zhang can't bring up the string, I will take care of the Shiyin side in the future."

"Pooh"

The monk who had never spoken was hoarse and said like a ghost:

"My Shiyin is not going to be a beggar with you. Lei Lie and I have arranged a way for Shiyin. Lao Zhang, you will help her in the future.

I have gone to the underworld and thank you for your kindness.”

"become!"

Zhang Tugou patted his chest and said loudly:

"The future of Shiyin's affairs will be my Beggars' Sect's affairs!"

"Okay, that's fine."

Master Lei took a few breaths and looked back. There were only less than 30 elite Heluo who came with him. They followed Master Lei, Langseng and Zhang Tugou in silence.

Master Lei stretched out his hand with difficulty and made a gesture. So, in this thousand-year-old ancient temple with bloody corpses, the Heluo Gang people who had fought bloodily quietly dispersed.

Each of them held a crossbow and blocked the paths of the last five masters of the Demon Sect.

Bloody rushes into the nose, like Shura hell.

The monk said the Buddha's name. He looked at the five people in front of him with fear, and he said:

"The time has come, and I have heard the drums and drums of the Huangquan. Shura is coming, and is about to go to the underworld to be tortured by the eighteen levels of hell forever.

Everyone, please clean up and get on the road!”

"Slaughter the dog! Talk to me!"

Master Lei grabbed the Greedy Wolf Sword and shouted happily:

"We three brothers will kill another fight tonight. With the blood of this demon, I will serve me Lei Lie and drink to see you off!"

"kill!"

Zhang Tugou's eyes were rosy, and he waved the green bamboo stick in his hand, killing the five demon sects in front of him, just like a general who rushed to the formation.

Behind him, the monk, holding the thundering master who was exhausted, staggered towards the enemy, staggeringly, with a few funny hints.

But who dares to laugh at the bloody and heroic spirit?

"Big leader, go all the way!"

The dozens of Heluo men shouted in unison, like crazy, shooting the crossbow in their hands, dragging the knife and sword, like a moth to pounce on fire.

Master Lei can no longer see the enemy or brothers in front of him.

The bright red light blocked everything. He raised his knife and shouted to fight to the death. The shout of killing seemed to turn out of thin air and turned into a circle of silk and bamboo.

Who is playing the piano?

Why is this piano so familiar?

A gentle smile appeared on Mr. Lei's face.

He saw it.

Holding the guqin, Gillian, who was as beautiful as a fox, was not waiting in front of her. She smiled and swayed her pink skirt, just like when she first met her on the Luoyang River in the spring equinox that year.

"Gillian..."
Chapter completed!