It was not until the two of them came a hundred meters away from Huang Xiaolong that Huang Xiaolong, who was practicing slowly retracted his gesture, stopped the movement of Shura's ghost energy, and looked at them.

In fact, Huang Xiaolong knew that as soon as the two arrived at this battlefield, but they were only innate level six, and Huang Xiaolong didn't take them seriously at all.

At this time, the two of them came to Huang Xiaolong ten meters away and stood still.

The middle-aged man with scar looked up and down at Huang Xiaolong, smiled kindly and said, "Little brother, I don't know which sect you are from, what's your name?"

Although he had decided to capture Huang Xiaolong and asked about his fighting skills, Scar Middle-aged did not plan to take action immediately, but instead touched Huang Xiaolong's bottom to see which sect Huang Xiaolong was a disciple.

Although the Tianwu Sect is not weak in a chaotic place, it is like an ant in front of some giants. If Huang Xiaolong is the disciple of those giants and is the core disciple, the middle-aged man in Scar must be careful before he takes action.

Otherwise, it will anger some giants and investigate when the time comes, he will not even be scum.

Huang Xiaolong looked at the two of them, knew their thoughts, sneered in his heart, and looked indifferent: "Which sect disciple?"

The middle-aged man with horse face also smiled and said, "Yes, maybe my brother's master and our master are still old acquaintances."

"Don't worry, I'm not a disciple of any sect in the chaos." Huang Xiaolong interrupted: "So, you don't have to worry about any trouble after killing me."

The middle-aged man with scar and the middle-aged man with horse face was stunned, but he didn't expect Huang Xiaolong to answer so "simple".

The two looked at each other, looked at Huang Xiaolong with a calm face, and their eyes became confused.

Not from a chaotic place?!

Where does Huang Xiaolong rely on? The two of them saw that Huang Xiaolong was only in the middle stage of the sixth level, and both were late-stage sixth level strongmen. If the two joined forces, Huang Xiaolong would not be able to escape.

"You can take action." Just as the two of them were confused, Huang Xiaolong said, "I will give you a chance and let you take action first."

When the two frowned when they heard this, they looked at Huang Xiaolong and became even more confused and surprised.

The two looked at each other again, but no one took action first.

Huang Xiaolong shook his head and smiled when he saw the two of them: "Didn't you just want to know if the one I practiced was a heavenly fighting skill? I can tell you now that the one I practiced just now was indeed a heavenly fighting skill, and it was not a heavenly first-class level."

Not the first grade of the sky!

The two of them had bright eyes.

At this moment, Huang Xiaolong suddenly flew up, with his hands in claws, and suddenly slapped his hands out.

Under Huang Xiaolong's slap, two huge dark claw prints broke out into the air, and the black fog rolled, and more than a dozen evil ghosts roared and fluttered.

The surrounding space suddenly became dark.

Looking at the huge dark claw marks that came toward the two of them from the sky, the two of them flew up in horror, released their fighting spirit and punched out their fists together.

"Sky Corpse Fist!"

"Corpses are everywhere!"

The two yelled at the same time.

Under the two of them, a series of extremely strong corpse auras rolled out from the two of them. An extremely unpleasant odor filled the space around them, just like the stench emitted by corpses who had been dead for many years, making people feel sick.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them collided with Huang Xiaolong's Shura ghost claws.

A huge shock sound was like thunder exploding from a high altitude.

The air flow around is turbulent and the rocks are rolling down.

The ground on the top of the mountain collapses inch by inch, and the cracks continue to extend.

The two of them were shocked to see Huang Xiaolong's Shura Ghost Claws and Claws, which instantly broke the Tianzi Fist Seal of the Two, and then sealed it to them.

The two were about to dodge and retreat, but at this time, the Shura ghost claw mark was finally printed in front of them, and their chests were stamped.

The two screamed and fell down fiercely from mid-air.

Dust splashes.

"Puff!" After hitting the ground, the two of them squirted blood, dyeing the surrounding ground red.

"You, it's impossible!" The two of them looked at Huang Xiaolong in horror, looking unbelievable.

The two of them joined forces in the late sixth stage and were easily knocked away by Huang Xiaolong and were seriously injured!

Huang Xiaolong walked slowly over, ignored the shock on the faces of the two of them and said coldly: "I just said that I will give you a chance to take action first."

The two of them tried hard to get up, panicked and then retreated.

"What do you want to do?" asked the middle-aged man with scar trying to suppress his shock.

"What do I want?" Huang Xiaolong sneered: "Didn't you just want to capture me and force me to ask me about this Shura Ghost Claw?"

When the two of them heard this, their faces changed. Only then did they realize that Huang Xiaolong had known about the two of them's previous conversations and intentions.

The middle-aged man with a horse face forced a smile: "Brother, we, us."

Suddenly, Huang Xiaolong's figure flashed, leaving a afterimage in the air, and instantly came to the two of them. They were shocked and were about to take action, but Huang Xiaolong's palms were slapped away again.

The two of them flew over the distant mountain wall and then slid down.

Huang Xiaolong slowly walked to the two of them.

"Brother, we have no eyes. Please, please spare us." The middle-aged man with a horse face cried and said tremblingly. Regardless of whether the two of them believed each other or not, Huang Xiaolong's strength was indeed far superior to the two. They had no power to resist in front of Huang Xiaolong.

"Give you aside?" Huang Xiaolong said: "It's not impossible to ask me not to kill you."

The two were stunned and looked at Huang Xiaolong, and couldn't react for a moment. They thought that they would die without a doubt, and Huang Xiaolong could not let them go.

Now, Huang Xiaolong really doesn’t kill them?

"You won't kill us?" asked the middle-aged man with scar carefully.

"Not bad." Huang Xiaolong's face was indifferent.

The middle-aged man with scar hesitated for a moment and pondered: "You want us to follow you?" Only this is possible can Huang Xiaolong stop killing the two of them.

Huang Xiaolong nodded calmly.

The two fell silent.

Huang Xiaolong was not in a hurry and waited for the two of them to speak.

In the future, Huang Xiaolong must take one step at a time to unify the entire chaotic place. In fact, just now, Huang Xiaolong planned to subdue the two of them, come in and subdue the Tianwu Sect, and gradually control the entire chaotic place based on the Tianwu Sect. Otherwise, Huang Xiaolong would have killed the two of them long ago.

"Okay." After a while, the middle-aged man with horse face said first: "I am willing to contribute to you."

Then, the middle-aged man with Scar also spoke out that he was willing to contribute to Huang Xiaolong.

"Okay, let go of your soul sea now, and I will plant a spiritual imprint in your soul sea." Huang Xiaolong nodded and said.

"Sow the spiritual imprint!" the two blurted out at the same time, and then their faces changed.

Seeing the reaction of the two, Huang Xiaolong sneered in his heart. He didn't know the plans of the two. Now they agreed to apply for the results. Maybe they would return to the Tianwu Sect by then, and the first thing they did was to lead the crowd to siege and kill Huang Xiaolong.
Chapter completed!