LEGEND OF THE DEMON KING.
37.HELL VALLEY.
Yet Long Jiu was not the one to let them go.
“Pursue them!”
The feelings of the 3rd elder were mutual and shouted while chasing after them.
The baby's blood returns to the body
Tan Wen Hong without anyone's knowledge. She smiles.
It was best for the Valley of Hell to blame this Covert Dragon Pavilion. Their hatred was not light and a little more would not affect them.
Tan Wen Hong justified his actions.
It was just that he could not help the Purple Lightning Golden Eye to attract his attention.
“By one way or another, I have to get it.” Tan Wen Hong rubbed his chin as his eyes wandered.
Several things caught the attention of the Demon Emperor, and the Purple Lightning Golden Eye of the Celestial Emperor happened to be one of them.
“Kill!”
But then, a group of black-clothed men stormed into the Covert Dragon Pavilion. They were all Bone Tempering experts.
However, the Covert Dragon Pavilion had a possibility and Long Jie led her own team to repel the enemy.
Moments after the two sides clashed, Long Kui came out to meet them with his own team from the small courtyard.
During the battle of the Profound Heaven experts, they remained hidden, waiting for the right moment to attack.
They waited for all the Hell Valley men to attack so that they could kill them all at once.
The Valley of Hell acted as if they were not expecting an ambush and retreated with Long Jie and Long Kui on their tails.
Not long after they retreated after the initial ‘attack’, leaving the Tan clan and the ones in the small courtyard.
“Are they not fishing?”
Soon after, Yang Ming appeared leading the Blackwind Mountain bandits.
Tan Wen Hong grinned, “The Hell Valley has paid a heavy price to make the Lei clan eliminate the Tan clan. I wonder how far they are willing to go? ”
Bam!
The small courtyard door was kicked open and Yang Ming and his gang of bandits stormed the place.
“Get Dragon Palm Return! And kill the Tan clan!” Yang Ming extended his hand.
Whooshing sound!
A breeze passed, followed by
Tan Wen Hong who landed from the roof and blocked their path, “People, the road is closed. Please come back, for your own sake.”
The bandits stopped being shocked. Yang Ming stepped up from among them and sneered, “Are you from the Tan clan?”
Tan Wen Hong nodded, “I am the servant of the Tan clan, Tan Wen Hong.”
“Tan Wen Hong?” Yang Ming showed a savage grin, “Here I wonder where to look for you, yet you are good enough to jump right in my path.”
“Whoever brings me his head will get a gift.” Yang Ming shouted to the surrounding bandits.
“Oh!”
Under Yang Ming's attractive offer, the bandits shot Tan Wen Hong like a cannonball.
Tan Wen Hong sneered inside, What can a Qi Condensation cultivator of the 2nd layer do?
In an instant, Tan Wen Hong's hand moved like a shadow, touching the head of the first victim who dared to step closer and transmit black energy through the use of the Demon Transformation Art.
Under the shocked gazes of the others, the victim turned to dust and was swept away by the wind.
Even Yang Ming was afraid, never seeing such a cruel killing method even though he lived in the Hell Valley which was filled with fair demon cultivator monsters. If he was afraid, the bandits were horrified.