The heads of the Shen and Wang families died tragically on the spot, their bodies thrown casually in the middle of the lobby, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
The warriors present were suddenly silent and looked at each other in confusion. Many of them were so frightened by the tragic state of the corpses that their legs were shaking.
Lin Wu looked at the bodies of the two family heads in disbelief, his heart was filled with turmoil and his heart was beating wildly.
Tang Qingquan, who had been confident of victory from the beginning to the end, was so shocked that his pupils suddenly shrank, and he secretly regretted coming to encircle Long Yi today.
All the conspiracies of the Tang family were shattered by the big ghost's punch and claw.
After Tang Xuehui regained her composure, she looked at Long Yi deeply and lamented in her heart, "Maybe... the Tang family really messed with the wrong person this time."
As Long Yi's bodyguard, Dagui has such terrifying combat power, so what about Long Yi's own strength?
In the eyes of everyone, a warrior as powerful as Dagui would never bow down for money. Either Long Yi has the strength to subdue Dagui, or there is a terrifying force behind Long Yi.
At this time, the two masters left on the field were Taoist Mingkong who had been defeated by the big ghost before, and Tang Qingquan who was just watching from the sidelines.
The big ghost was already blood-thirsty at this time. Seeing that the two heads of the Shen and Wang families were already dead, he immediately turned his gaze to Taoist Mingkong who was not far away, and a murderous intent surged in his heart.
He kicked the ground hard and chased after Taoist Mingkong. With the help of Long Yi's secret technique, the big ghost's speed and strength became more than ten times stronger than before.
Originally, although Taoist Mingkong was not as strong as the big ghost, he still had a certain advantage in speed. But now, he was crushed by the big ghost in all aspects, both in strength and speed.
"What the hell, I didn't provoke you, why are you chasing me and hitting me?" Taoist Mingkong was so scared that he cursed.
Now the soul is really flying in front and the person is chasing behind.
He was already injured, and in just two or three seconds he was chased by the big ghost and kicked in the butt. Taoist Mingkong then drew a perfect arc in the air and landed right at Tang Qingquan's feet.
The Grandmaster of the Jiufeng Sect cried out in a sobbing voice, "Mr. Tang, if you don't take action now, I'm really going to die here."
Tang Qingquan came back to his senses immediately, and hurriedly held the whisk in his hand in front of his chest, muttering something, and casting a spell on the whisk.
"The Immortal-Locking Whisk!" Tang Xuehui's expression changed slightly. This whisk is the magic weapon of Protector Tang.
The next second, the white silk on the whisk suddenly spread out like a waterfall, like vines growing in front of the big ghost, binding his hands and feet.
Sure enough, the big ghost was tied to the spot and no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless.
Tang Qingquan breathed a sigh of relief, his heart at ease, and looked at Long Yi triumphantly, saying arrogantly:
"Boy, your guard is nothing but this. I thought he was invincible, but it turns out that a few strings can only bind him."
Long Yi remained silent. He had just given the big ghost an order in his mind. First, he would pretend to be defeated, and then when the two men were careless and came forward to check, he would kill them with one blow.
It was obvious that these two idiots had fallen into the trap.
Tang Qingquan said with a smile, "Mingkong Protector, I have already restrained this beast so that he can't move. You can just go up and cut his neck."
Dharma Protector Mingkong got up from the ground in a panic, still feeling a lingering fear. He looked at Tang Qingquan doubtfully. After all, the psychological trauma left on him by the big ghost was too great.
"Forget it, I'll show you how." Tang Qingquan said proudly.
He was very confident in his Locking Immortal Whisk, which was definitely an unparalleled magic weapon that could overcome hardness with softness. Countless masters of the Heavenly Realm had been bound by it before. Obviously, this fool who only had brute force was no exception.
Tang Qingquan held the whisk in one hand and picked up the long sword from the ground with the other, and walked towards the big ghost with confident steps. When he was within three steps, he stabbed the big ghost with the long sword.
The big ghost seemed unable to break free and could only allow the long sword to stab him.
"Hahaha, I said this fool couldn't break free. He couldn't even dodge when I stabbed him like this." Tang Qingquan showed a proud smile and then threw the sword in his hand to Taoist Mingkong.
"Master Mingkong, I can't break this guy's defense. You are a master of the outer sect, you can definitely kill him!"
"Well... well, it seems that this big fool can't break free." Taoist Mingkong gritted his teeth, picked up his sword and walked towards the big ghost.
He first stabbed out with his sword tentatively, ready to escape at any time, but when he saw that the big ghost could only rage helplessly, he suddenly became much bolder.
"Damn it! I let you throw me around before, and now you're still subdued! I want to see who's thicker, your skin, or my sword!"
After saying this, Taoist Mingkong chuckled, and in his mind he had already imagined the scene of the big ghost dying tragically under the sword.
He was not on guard this time. He suddenly gathered his strength and stabbed at the big ghost's heart with all his strength.
"Now!" Long Yi ordered the big ghost.
The muscles on the big ghost's body suddenly bulged, and he burst out with unprecedented strength, and suddenly broke the silk thread on the Locking Immortal Brush.
After being freed from restraints, the big ghost first pulled Tang Qingquan over to the side and stood in front of him.
Taoist Mingkong's face changed drastically. If this sword had hit Tang Qingquan, he would probably have died on the spot.
But after hitting with all your strength, how easy is it to stop?
He used all his strength to make the sword deviate a little, but the big ghost also cooperated very well and moved Tang Qingquan a few feet.
As luck would have it, the sword was pointing at Tang Qingquan's heart!
With a puff!
The long sword pierced through Tang Qingquan's heart easily like cutting through tofu, leaving him feeling chilled to the bone!
The Tang family's first protector died in such a dramatic way, inexplicably at the hands of his own people.
Tang Qingquan was already dead, and the big ghost kicked him away with one kick, then grabbed Taoist Mingkong, and his ten fingers were deeply embedded in Taoist Mingkong's flesh and blood.
Taoist Mingkong screamed miserably, "Tang family, you sons of bitches, you've ruined my life!"
The next second, the big ghost didn't give the other party a chance to escape and punched him directly in the heart.
Taoist Master Mingkong of Jiufeng Sect is dead!
Silence! The entire lobby was dead silent!
Everyone was so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe. How could this be a master from an external sect? This was clearly the reincarnation of the ancient god of death!
Long Yi slowly walked to the big ghost and patted him on the back as a reward.
"Everyone saw it. Tang Qingquan died at the hands of his own men, yet my guards avenged him. I can't believe there's someone as kind-hearted as me in this world."
Long Yi showed a harmless smile, as if the four corpses lying in the lobby had nothing to do with him.
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