The strongest comprehension dude

Chapter 256 Small Temple Ruins
Yang Tianhe stood in the middle of Lin Xiao and Yan Dong, holding a sharp dagger in each of his outstretched left and right hands, the dagger was almost at the root of Yan Dong's left neck, and Lin Xiao's right neck disappeared.

After a while, Yang Tianhe's figure became taller, and at the same time, the two daggers left their necks in an instant.

"bass!"

The glaring blood splashed three feet high, drenching the faces of Tie Wuhen and Dong Haoyun who were closest to them.

Lin Xiao and Yan Dong stood there dumbfounded, with their eyes wide open. After a long time, they fell to the ground with a 'plop', and they died with regret.

……

Feeling the hot, sticky blood on his face, Tie Wuhen's face changed instantly. Regardless of the blood covering his eyelids, he stared at Yang Tianhe who was wiping the dagger not far away, with red eyes. Said: "You killed Xiao, how dare you kill Xiao!"

"If you kill it, you will kill it, it's just an ant." Yang Tianhe flicked his wrist indifferently, and the two short swords with a length of fifteen or six centimeters disappeared without a trace.

"Ants, good, good!" Tie Wuhen muttered these words coldly, and the crutch used to assist walking in his hand suddenly came out of his hand and threw it at Yang Tianhe.

"Crack!"

The moment the crutches were thrown out, there was a crackling sound, and the tip and handle of the crutches were immediately detached from the crutches. The body part of the cane suddenly split from it, and a steel pipe protruded from the body of the cane.

"call out!"

A soundless black glow shot out from the slender steel pipe, and it was already in front of Yang Tianhe in the next instant.

As an energy transforming martial artist, Yang Tianhe's reaction was not unpleasant, but at this time, if he wanted to dodge, it was too late in time. In desperation, Yang Tianhe had no choice but to raise his hands to resist.

Seeing this scene, a bright light flashed in Tie Wuhen's eyes, and the corner of his mouth showed a tall arc, and he shouted excitedly: "I've been hit, I've been hit! Even if I die this time, I will kill you!" It’s worth it, it’s worth it, everything is worth it!”

It's a pity that he was happy a little earlier.

Seeing that black light was about to get into Yang Tianhe's body, a cyan mask rose from Yang Tianhe's waist and blocked the black light.

The expression on Tie Wuhen's face froze, and he suddenly remembered that this kind of mask had appeared on YangMeng's body when he was in the Black League.This kind of hateful cover, let alone a sword, can't even be pierced by bullets.

"Ding!"

A clear Weng Ming sounded, and the black light pierced deeply on the cyan mask. After a short struggle, it failed to break through the mask after all, and was ejected back at a faster speed than when it came.

Tie Wuhen only felt a slight numbness in his left shoulder, and the black glow had already submerged into it.Even in an instant, Shou Yuan, who did not hesitate to hurt himself, couldn't block the burst of true energy that erupted from the kung fu in his body.

"Huh!!" Yang Tianhe wiped away the sweat that was not present on his forehead, staggered his steps twice, almost fell to the ground.

Looking at the tiger head jade pendant that was still shining with blue light around his waist, Yang Tianhe breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "Fortunately, there is a body protection jade pendant given to me by Xiao Meng, otherwise, this guy must have succeeded! "

"YangMeng, it's YangMeng again, I hate it!" Tie Wuhen went crazy, he raised his head to the sky and roared, his eyes were full of resentment and hatred.

"Damn it, you dare to sneak attack me, you really are a broken pot!" Yang Tianhe walked slowly to Tie Wuhen and stood still not far away, cursing.

"Hahaha, fate, this is fate!" Tie Wuhen's face became extremely weird, he raised his head and laughed wildly to the sky, his hands were lifted up, his eyes seemed to pop out of their sockets.

"Fate? What do you mean?" Yang Tianhe was confused by Tie Wuhen's actions, and asked directly: "Old boy, what the hell did you just release from the crutch?"

There was no answer, Tie Wuhen's body seemed to be frozen there.

"Hey, I asked you something!" Yang Tianhe was a little annoyed, this guy is really shameless, he has reached this point, and he is still so dishonest.

He was just about to go forward when suddenly...

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Tie Wuhen's body fell to the ground on his back, black blood suddenly gushed out from his seven orifices, the whole body, all the pores, continuously overflowed with black blood, gradually, more and more black blood appeared on the ground, as if Constantly hollowing out his body.

Time passed by one minute and one second, and 5 minutes later, Tie Wuhen's body turned into pus and blood under the eyes of everyone, leaving only a ball of clothes and a big bucket of black blood.

"Damn it!" Yang Tianhe figured it out. It wasn't that the old boy didn't want to speak just now, but he couldn't speak at all, because his body was shot back by the black glow just now , has been poisoned.

And this black light is really domineering, even more poisonous than the legendary Crane Crown Red!If there was no protective jade pendant given to him by Xiao Meng at that time, then...

"Hiss!" Yang Tianhe shuddered all over, thinking about it made him terrified.

"Everyone listen to my order, don't get close to this piece of black blood!" Yang Tianhe issued an order, he felt that the blood must still contain strong toxins, for the sake of safety, it is better not to touch it.

However, what is that black glow that Tie Wuhen shot out just now?Why does it contain such strong toxicity, it is not an exaggeration to call it blood-sealed throat.

It turned out that after Tie Wuhen was rescued by Dong Yunfei, when he knew that he would not be able to stand up again in the rest of his life, he asked someone to customize this crutch.

This crutch is about five feet long, and it is divided into three parts. Among them, the tip and the handle are all camouflaged. Only the body of this crutch hides a mystery, which contains the hidden weapon of the Tang Sect of Wuliangshan. Needle', as the saying goes, 'Yan Luo wants you to die on the third watch, who dares to keep people until the fifth watch! It can be seen from this that the horror of the 'Hell Needle'.

Of course, this 'Yan Luo Needle' is not something anyone can get if they want it, it can only be refined by the head of the Wuliang Mountain Tang Sect.This needle is formed by the transformation of tens of thousands of toxins, it does not dissolve in the hands, only dissolves in the blood.

If it wasn't for certain things, the head of Tang Sect once owed Sect Master Tie a favor, who knows who Tie Wuhen is.

"Okay, the rebels have been eliminated, and all the rest are tied up by me. I still have something to ask the old man of the Dong family!" Yang Tianhe came out of the villa carelessly, and let his subordinates hold down Dong Haoyun and a dozen people. The bodyguard followed.

……

Just when Yang Tianhe was torturing Dong Haoyun where the underground fortress was, Xiang Yu grabbed Yang Meng and came to the northeast of Shennongjia.

This is a no-man's land. It is not as flat as other places in Shennongjia, but a few uneven peaks, which look as if they were thrown here, which is particularly abrupt.

Standing at the entrance of a small mountain depression, YangMeng looked left and right curiously, and said, "Senior, where is the opportunity you mentioned?"

Xiang Yu touched Qing Chan on his shoulder, and said: "Qing Chan, it's time for you to play a role, find the same kind you just sensed."

"Quack, yes, master!" Qing Chan yelled excitedly, and jumped onto a huge rock one by one.

It sat down cross-legged in a decent manner, with its upper body upright, its two front paws alternated up and down, and a few unclear fingers overlapping each other, as if it was pinching some talisman, which looked rather funny.

"Om~~~"

After a while, circles of faint patterns centered on Qing Chan's finger-sized body, rippling away in all directions.

After a few minutes, the green toad croaked and ran towards the small col.

"Follow it!" Xiang Yu's eyes lit up involuntarily, and he followed him in a flash.

YangMeng also began to be a little curious in his heart, what kind of opportunity actually made Xiang Yu so excited.

Following Xiang Yu, Yang Meng galloped all the way for an unknown how long. When they stopped, an abandoned temple suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

This temple is small in scale, and compared with the magnificent temples outside, it looks very small.

It only has one ancient hall, and there is a stone platform in the middle of the ancient temple, but there is nothing on the stone platform, and it is covered with thick dust, and there is a square ancient copper lamp next to it, flickering a little bit of brilliance.

In addition, on the left front of this small temple, there is a vigorous old pine tree, which may not be hugged by six or seven people. The vigorous veins, the still lush leaves and branches, stimulate infinite vitality.

Taking a few steps forward, YangMeng curiously stroked the wall covered with mottled marks, dazed in a daze.

"In the deep mountain depression of Shennongjia, how could there be such a small temple? For thousands of years, no one has ever entered here?"

"Nimma, this is unscientific! If no one has been here for thousands of years, why is the copper lamp on the stone platform in the temple still on?"

YangMeng's mind is full of doubts now, and he only waits for the meeting to clear up his doubts.

"Boy, there seems to be a plaque on the top of your head, wipe it off and see!" Just when YangMeng wanted to raise the question in his heart, Xiang Yu suddenly said.

YangMeng looked up, heh, there is really a plaque, but this plaque is covered by vines, if you don't look carefully, you really can't find it.

"Qing Hong, go!" YangMeng scolded in a low voice, pointing at the thick vine with one hand.

"call out!"

The flying knife pierced the air, and in just a few breaths, the flying knife slashed hundreds of times, smashing the vines tightly wrapped around the plaque.

Taking Qinghong back, he pinched another dust-repelling talisman and threw it on the plaque. The plaque finally showed its full shape in front of the two of them.

This is a rusty and mottled bronze plaque, with the three ancient characters on it like a dragon and a snake coiling around it, with a faint sense of Zen.

However, these ancient characters are not the so-called ancient seal or oracle bone inscriptions, but the ancestor's script created by the ancestor of the humanities, the ancient sage, Cangjie's holy man, that is, the ancient Taoist runes.

(End of this chapter)