Tang Luo noticed Kewang's actions of chanting the mantra and was shocked. No, is he going to be down?

Seeing this, Zhaolong frowned and recited the spell again.

Just when Tang Luo felt something strange, Kewang's face changed drastically and the spell was not finished.

Tang Luo breathed a sigh of relief, I am very lucky!

He could not imagine that if he was devastated, with his combat power, he would probably do something irreversible to his brothers.

On the other side, Kewang spurted out a mouthful of black blood.

Tang Luo shook his head, calmed down, and continued to attack with Zhaolong.

Kewang's face turned pale and he kept retreating.

"It's over, I'm really going to die here today."

Kewang's thought flashed through and a last bit of strength burst out.

Tang Luo avoided his frontal attack and frowned. Can this guy still fight?

After more than a dozen rounds, neither side gained any advantage.

However, Kewang's shoulder was injured after all, and his movements and strength were no longer as good as before.

"Let me have a way out, I promise not to be enemies with you again..."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Kewang said and retreated towards the tunnel.

"Can you have to be so old? If I run away now, will you let me go?"

Tang Luo sneered and chased after him.

"I...I can do things for you, really..."

Kowang finally showed a look of fear on his face.

Tang Luo raised his eyebrows. If he had such a surrender under his command, his strength would be even more awesome.

Then, he hurriedly suppressed this idea. He didn't dare to say that he would definitely be able to tame a savior.

Furthermore, Kowang is the leader of Weichai, so his hands will definitely not be clean, so he can't keep them.

One thought flashed by one, and Tang Luo held the dragon pattern dagger tightly and caught up with him.

Zhao Long, who was behind him, suddenly stopped and began to chant the spell.

At this time, a golden barrier appeared in front of the tunnel.

Kewang, who was only concerned about retreating, did not notice at all and directly hit the barrier.

"I still want to run away, is the sacrificial master not worthy of face?"

Tang Luo mocked.

"Let me go..."

Kewang begs for mercy.

This was his first time, and he felt so close to death.

"I'm crazy!"

After Tang Luo finished speaking, he shot out the silver needle in his hand, and then the dragon-patterned dagger roared and burst out.

Kewang avoided the silver needle, but did not avoid the dagger.

"Forehead……"

The dragon pattern dagger penetrated Kewang's head, and his movements came to an abrupt end.

The next second, his pupils spread, and he lost his light and fell to the ground.

Tang Luo took a deep breath, fuck, if there was no Zhaolong today, it would be trouble.

At the same time, he also had a preliminary understanding of Zhaolong's power.

He suddenly felt that maybe, there was something else he could learn.

Tang Luo slowly walked to Kewang, looked at his face full of fear and reluctance, and pulled out the dragon pattern dagger.

At this time, he felt a little exhausted.

When Tang Luo and Zhaolong turned around, the battle behind them was almost over.

Those two surrenders died miserably.

However, Basong and Liu Zong were all injured.

But the three eyes and the others, although they had no attack power, still had no consciousness.

Tang Luo looked at their condition and frowned.

"Master Zhaolong, do you have a way?"

Tang Luo asked.

"Don't worry, it's okay."

Zhaolong comforted him and came to the three-eyed and others.

"Senior Brother."

Basong covered his arms and shouted, obviously seriously injured.

He looked at Zhaolong and looked at the three eyes and the others, and was also worried.

"Basong, Mr. Tang, bring them together."

Zhaolong said.

"Um."

The two nodded, and Tang Luo gave another look to Xuanyuan Tiezhu and others.

Everyone endured the pain on their bodies, pulled the three-eyed people together and looked at Zhaolong.

They have gained a new understanding of the power of the surrender today, and of course, they have also seen Zhaolong's ability.

Zhaolong sat cross-legged and recited a mantra.

A minute later, Sanyan and Palu, who were standing, suddenly turned their eyes and were about to fall down. Tang Luo and his men hurriedly supported them.

"It's all right."

After Zhaolong finished speaking, he stood up and felt very exhausted.

He didn't expect that the first battle he went down the mountain would be a battle with the eighth-grade sect leader.

At this time, Sanyan and the others also slowly opened their eyes.

There were still three eyes in front of me, and I subconsciously stood up.

"Three eyes, it's me."

Tang Luo comforted.

"Luo...Luoco?"

Three eyes recognized Tang Luo and then calmed down much.

"Brother Luo, what's wrong? What happened just now?"

"You were just downed by Kewang..."

Tang Luo explained a few words.

Three eyes and their faces were full of confusion, and their heads were lowered? But there was no feeling at all.

Liu Zong, Xuanyuan Tiezhu and others looked at their expressions, and they were still a little uneasy.

This surrender is really evil.

"Ba Song, Wang Xi..."

Tang Luo looked at Basong.

"It's okay, Luo Ge."

Basong showed Tang Luo the box in his hand and replied.

"Luoge, let's leave this as soon as possible."

"good."

Tang Luo nodded. If the other party has a backup, it will be troublesome.

Then, Naimi went to get two cars, and the group got into the car and drove towards their hiding place.

"Why didn't you see the police?"

On the way, Tang Luo said curiously.

"It must be Weichai's instructions. No matter what happens, there is no need for local police to intervene..."
To be continued...