Pang Song's palm was so fast. With a muffled sound, Fu Jingtao flew several feet away like a broken kite. The person sprayed out scarlet blood rain in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, with the corner of his mouth constantly

Blood was gushing out of the ground, his face was pale, and his original momentum was gone.

The key points of the Dantian store true qi, which is the foundation of a warrior. Pang Song's palm slapped him undoubtedly wanted to destroy Fu Jingtao and completely cut off his thoughts of escaping.

Such a vicious technique can only be used without blinking by the evil way.

Yang Shuying looked at her son who vomited blood and felt so heartbroken that she could not breathe. From the pride of heaven, the number one star in the martial arts world, she became a wasteful person who could not drive his true energy. Who can withstand such a sharp contrast? His bright future, his

Pride and confidence, his heroic dreams were shattered by this palm!

Fu Jingtao stood up with his hands tremblingly and said with difficulty: "Master Pang, you should let my family go now, right? What you want is put in my head, it has nothing to do with them.

I was forced to the point where I was defeated, and it would be of no benefit to anyone!"

Pang Song said lightly: "Okay, I can let this little girl go first. When you write down the whole story of the Eternal Life, I will consider letting your parents go." The Eternal Life Mantra is too important. If there are any mistakes, it will be a huge mistake. He

We must bring Fu Jingtao with us and verify whether it is correct word by word. As long as we grasp Fu Song and Yang Shuying, we will not worry about Fu Jingtao being obedient.

"Dad, don't interfere!" Pang Jialin came out from somewhere, looked at Fu Ling'er who was as weak as a lamb with a smile, and swallowed: "It's better to marry me as a concubine than such a beautiful and refined little beauty, and our two families have become

Isn’t it great for a family? At that time, Fu Jingtao will regard his father as an elder and will do his best to help you embark on the road of immortality."

Pang Song nodded and said, "It makes some sense."

Fu Jingtao's ears buzzed. If Fu Ling'er fell into Pang Jialin's claws and was abused and insulted day and night, she would be worse than death. She said angrily: "Pang, you dare to touch my sister's fingers, I won't be a ghost."

I will let you go!"

Pang Jialin picked up the jade-handled sword, walked to Fu Jingtao with a swagger, and sneered, "Are you scared to be a master? If you know how to cooperate, your sister will be rich and delicious, and you will have no worries about food and clothing. If you dare to fool me

Dad, secretly tamper with the mantra, your sister and your mother won’t have a good end!"

Fu Jingtao almost burst into anger in his chest, and he couldn't help coughing out two more mouthfuls of blood. Compared to Pang Song, who was holding a stand, Pang Jialin belonged to the kind of person who had no bottom line. He acted recklessly, was extremely evil, and was not subject to worldly ethics.

Constraint. Yang Shuying and Fu Ling'er are both mother and daughter, and are also one of the most beautiful women in a thousand years, and may suffer unimaginable abuse.

Pang Jialin smiled wildly and said, "Are you very angry and angry now? Come on, do it! Let me take a look at the ability of the top of the Song Dynasty Qingyun List!"

Fu Jingtao said word by word: "Don't bully people too much!"

Pang Jialin said disdainfully: "So what if you bully you?" He said that, and kicked him with a thump. Fu Jingtao staggered and fell down with a muffled groan, rolling a few times in a mess, covered in dust and filth.

Pang Jialin smiled grimly and said, "If you weren't for your use, I'll break your spine, cut off your tongue, let you live like a dog, and lie on the ground and eat shit forever!" He didn't forget his mother.

Who cut off his hand? Now that he has caught the opportunity, of course he has to play with his enemies and find fun in it.

Fu Jingtao quietly lowered his head, and the anger in his eyes burned like lava.

Just then, whizzing! The strong wind suddenly sounded, and countless feather arrows drifted across the night sky. The tip of the arrow reflected the flames like cold stars falling, covering the entire courtyard. The first wave of arrow rain had not yet landed, and the second wave of smoke was emitted.

The rocket had already flew into the air - Ding Heibao was not stupid. He did not break in and pull the straits, but instead put a few rounds of arrows first to kill potential enemies as much as possible.

The cold arrow has no eyes. No matter whether you are a master of the evil sect, the shadow dragon guard, or the head of the rebel army, you are all within the range of attack, and you will scream and scold. When the rocket lands and releases poisonous smoke, the smoke will spread rapidly with the wind, causing even greater

Chaos of scale.

Who is Pang Song? How could he tolerate the horse thief getting into the ground on Tai Sui's head? He swayed his sleeves lightly, called the arrow he shot to another place, and then raised his breath, and swept across the wall like a wisp of light smoke and several heavies.

The roof tiles fell on the ridge of the street, looking down at the thieves who were swarming in.

The divine thoughts moved slightly, and the rolling murderous intent turned into an invisible giant net that enveloped the long street.

The cold wind suddenly rose, and the horse thieves fought a cold war, as if they were staring at the god of death. The chaotic team fell in an instant. They subconsciously looked at the proud and independent Pang Song, and with those extremely cold eyes.

When they touched, everyone felt a little scared in their hearts, and they couldn't help but feel the urge to turn around and run away.

Pang Song exclaimed: "Who is in charge?"

Ding Heibao hardened his head and said, "I am the leader of the Black Tornado! What do you want?"

Pang Song said coldly: "You can take your people away within three breaths, otherwise I will cut off your dog's head!"

Ding Heibao is the king of horse thieves who are famous in the northwest. How could he endure such humiliation in front of all the horse thieves? He felt a sense of aura that rushed straight to the door and shouted angrily: "Let your mother's stinky shit! I'm so stupid,

Blood can shed, but face must not be lost! Brothers, kill this guy!"

The horse thieves plucked up the courage to draw the bow and draw the arrow, and aimed at the target.

Pang Song said: "You will not live if you commit sins!"

"shoot!"

The bow strings were flexing, and the feather arrows roared away like locusts.

Pang Song raised his hand and dozens of tiles were summoned by mysterious power, and they flew into the air automatically, forming a huge, multi-layered shield.

The sharp arrow hit the tile and then bounced open and fell, unable to penetrate the defense line.

I saw Pang Song slightly slid his left hand and drew a semicircle, and his palm suddenly slapped out. The floating roof tiles exploded and turned into pieces of different sizes and shot towards the center of the street.

Everyone, including Ding Heibao and Gong Liu, waved their weapons to block it. However, these broken tiles contained amazing internal strength and were extremely fast, sweeping across the crowd like a heavy rain, causing tragic casualties!

"Ah!" "Oh!" The horse thief and his horse were shot into sieves, screaming as they were shocking, and the blood sprayed wildly dyed the streets red, and the twisted corpses smashed one after another, hitting the ground.

The Black Tornado Horse Thieves crossed the border and were killed in a killing way. This was the first time they had met such a strong martial arts master. It was a lie to say that they were not afraid of being afraid. Even ants were greedy for life, let alone people? They didn't even dare to have the idea of ​​taking revenge, they just wanted to

The faster you escape, the better.

Pang Song picked up an arrow and shook his wrist and slammed it, but the cold electricity broke through the air. The iron arrow hit the vital point of Ding Heibao's eyebrows and penetrated straight to the back of his head.

Ding Heibao didn't expect that the other party would kill him. His majestic body shook and fell off the horse's back with a thunderous expression on his face. This northwest horse thief king had the courage of ten thousand men, and even the last words
Chapter completed!