He Has a Dragon

Lao Yang looked at Wang Le walking up the steps, and couldn't help but look strange, and asked softly: "Xiannephew, this map is related to the inheritance of Ying Zheng's orthodoxy, why did you kill Tieshan?"

Wang Le stopped when he passed by Lao Yang, and replied calmly: "If you announce this map to the public, even if you get it, you will have no choice but to flee the world. "

After a pause, Wang Le further said: "If I kill Tieshan at one o'clock in the evening, he won't be able to tell me the secret of this map. Whether it is true or not, the kid will be in trouble."

Lao Yang didn't show any surprise, he just confirmed what he was thinking.

At this time, Wang Le turned to look at Sun Lequan, who was staring at him with a look full of resentment, and sneered: "Don't think that you are the only ones who are smart, everyone else is just a fool, trying to trick me, hey, what a wishful thinking!"

"No matter how exquisite Ying Zheng's martial arts heritage is, if the price he pays is my life, then I don't need this map!"

At the same time, Wang Le thought in his heart: "The path of martial arts that I have taken is unique. The martial arts inheritance from Ying Zheng can only be used as a reference at most. It is a pity that I did not have the opportunity to learn how he refined the twelve coppers." It is a person's natal magic weapon, and it can form a killing array. Just think about it and you will know how terrifying its power is."

Although Wang Le felt very sorry deep in his heart, he would not say it out loud anyway. After all, Tieshan had already been killed and it was too late to say anything. I can only say that I have no connection with Ying Zheng’s underground tomb treasure house.

Well, let’s leave it to someone who is destined to do it in the future!

By the way, Sun Lequan still has half a map there!

When Wang Le was thinking this, he looked at Sun Lequan with deep meaning and ridicule in his eyes. After snorting with a smile, he turned around and returned to the mansion, disappearing from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Lao Yang didn't bother to waste any more words. He looked at everyone including Sun Lequan with a cold face and said slowly: "We've finished watching this excitement. You should leave. There will be no idlers waiting in front of Yang's door. .”

After a pause, Old Yang's eyes flickered uncertainly, and he added meaningfully: "If anyone dares to monitor Yang's mansion again, there will be not just a dozen corpses floating on the Baichuan River, but hundreds or even thousands. This Bai Yujing is in chaos."

Everyone was not fools, their expressions changed drastically, they couldn't help but beat their hearts, and they looked at Lao Yang with more or less fear.

Although the old man surnamed Yang has no name in Bai Yujing,

I have never heard of it, but someone who can own a mansion near the True Dragon Avenue is definitely not an ordinary person.

Small hermits hide in the wild, big hermits hide in the city. These white jade dragons and crouching tigers are like the crucian carp crossing the river. They are countless. If you accidentally bump into an old man while walking in the city street, he may be a master who hides his secrets.

There are countless examples of this type. Once upon a time, a famous disciple fell in love with a singing girl in a restaurant and unreasonably wanted to take her for himself. Unexpectedly, the blind father who played the huqin for the girl turned out to be a martial arts genius. Level master!

As for the result, one can imagine that no one dared to collect his body even after he died.

Back to the subject, after Lao Yang issued a veiled warning to everyone, he turned around and walked into the mansion, and the door slowly closed.

At this time, Sun Lequan, whose life magic weapon was destroyed, felt like a thorn in his back because everyone's eyes were on him.

Since ancient times, wealth and silk have attracted people's hearts. For warriors, massive training resources and powerful martial arts inheritance techniques are temptations that they cannot refuse.

The treasure house of Ying Zheng's tomb has been passed down by word of mouth in the martial arts world, and it is not a fiction, because someone has gone in, and it caused a huge commotion, but in the end they just didn't come out.

Sun Lequan couldn't help but be filled with bitterness and despair when he saw the eyes of everyone looking at him filled with unabashed murderous intent and greed, as if they were turned into sharp arrows.

"It seems that this map cannot be saved."

Sun Lequan couldn't help but lamented, thinking with great sadness in his heart, he could only tell the sect to present the map, otherwise, he would not be able to stay with Bai Yujing any longer, and sooner or later his soul would return to the underworld and lose his life.

Thinking of this, Sun Lequan completely hated Wang Le. He raised his head and looked at the gate of the mansion not far in front of him. The resentment and hatred in his eyes could not be washed away even if he poured out all the rivers and lakes!

"Emperor, I, Sun Lequan, and you are incompatible with each other. We can have you without me!"

Sun Lequan's pale and pale face was full of murderous intent, and he gnashed his teeth and swore in a low voice!

At this time, when Wang Le returned to the mansion, in order to maintain his composure, although he walked in a carefree manner, his Dharma Eye for Deception was never closed, and he was always closely watching every move of Sun Lequan and others outside.

When he saw Sun Lequan muttering to himself in a low voice with a murderous look on his face through the clairvoyance of the Delusion-breaking Dharma Eye, and when he discerned what was said through the other person's lips, he couldn't help but reveal a strange and inexplicable smile.

"Hey, you still want to be at odds with me, how can you be worthy of it? It's still a matter of time and again whether you can survive tonight!"

"If possible, I wouldn't mind fetching the half map of Ying Zheng's underground tomb treasure house. It's better than nothing."

Just when Wang Le was filled with murderous intent and secretly made a decision, looking at Sun Lequan through the Deception Eye and seeing that he was no different from a dead person, Lao Yang walked over slowly and unhurriedly after closing the door.

"My dear nephew, this first group of people has been sent away. If there is another challenge, it will definitely be a real master hidden in the darkness of Bai Yujing. He is no weaker than those guys on the mysterious list. You must be careful when the time comes. That’s right, don’t be careless.”

Lao Yang directly ignored the strong murderous intent deep in Wang Le's calm eyes and warned him solemnly.

Wang Le put away his Dharma-breaking Eyes and did not look at Sun Lequan outside, and then said to Lao Yang with a smile: "Just keep your heart at ease and protect the law for Senior Qingyangzi! The challenges outside, The boy can handle it alone."

Lao Yang hummed. Wang Le's brilliant performance of suppressing Tieshan and Sun Lequan just now and defeating them in the blink of an eye was really impressive.

As his thoughts turned around, the solemn look on Lao Yang's face instantly subsided, he showed a faint smile and praised: "I really made a mistake this time. I didn't expect that my nephew is a person who has experienced life and death for a long time. He can master every move and every move." After many years of hard work, it’s no wonder that he was so valued by your Majesty and gave him the magical weapon Fist Zhenshanhe that made him famous when he debuted as a young man.”

Wang Le chuckled, waved his hands, and did not want to say any more modest words. Instead, he took the initiative to change the subject, and humbly asked for advice with a respectful face: "Do you have anything to say about the Taoist oath that the damn ghost Tieshankou said just now? Please also ask. Senior, give me some pointers."