"Where are you going, eat my Wu Anguo's hammer!"

Wu Anguo saw that Wen Ping took hundreds of men and horses out of the city, and he had the intention of teaching the other party a lesson, sneered, and only brought hundreds of personal soldiers with him to pursue, Wen Ping rushed to kill for a while, and saw that Wu Anguo really came with a plan, and immediately said to his subordinates: "The enemy soldiers here are still strong, I will lead Wu Anguo to the path to fight again!"

Everyone agreed: "It's all up to General Wenpin's scheduling!"

Here Wu Anguo chased for a while, but Wen hired people and horses did not fight with him, only rushed to kill for a while and hurried away, Wu Anguo said angrily: "Damn, you dare to play with me, you must give him something powerful!"

A few soldiers reminded Wu Anguo: "The general must not be angry, maybe this is the other party's conspiracy, if you want to divert the tiger from the mountain, the general thinks twice!"

Wu Anguo was on top of his anger at this time, where could he listen to this advice, he waved his silver hammer, and he had already galloped away like a whirlwind: "If I don't capture this black boy alive, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

At this moment, the rain is getting heavier, and the originally dry road surface is soon replaced by a pool of muddy water without feet, and as far as the eye can see, there is a gray sky between heaven and earth, and the momentum of the attack of people and horses outside the city has also been forced to interrupt.

Wen Ping all the way and occupy and go, and his own people and horses gradually separated, but the rain is too strong, the horse's hooves suddenly fell into the quagmire, is not able to get out, only to hear a burst of shouts behind him, Wen Ping looked back, it was Wu Anguo who rushed single-handedly, saw Wen Ping people and horses can not advance or retreat, the heart is overjoyed, immediately a hammer waved, was Wen Ping flashed, and then a hammer to shoot, but it fell short.

Wen Ping did not show weakness, he picked up a golden gun from his ancestors, flashed Wu Anguo's attack, turned over and pretended to fall off the horse, but he turned around and stabbed, Wu Anguo took a hammer to protect the vital point, broke off, and smashed a hammer at Wen Ping's face door, the momentum was tiger and tiger, carrying the wind and wrapping the momentum, and between raising his hands, it shows that he is good at martial arts.

"Cong", Wen Ping drew his gun to separate Wu Anguo's silver hammer, and was about to concoct a counterattack back in the same way, but he was surprised to find that the head of the gun had been held in the palm of Wu Anguo's hand, and Wen Ping's golden gun was actually clutched to death.

"Hmph, boy, die!" Wu Anguo smiled slightly, shouted violently, pinched the head of the gun in one hand, and slapped Wen Ping's head with a bluffing silver hammer in the other.

With this hammer, Wen Ping has every reason to believe that even if he is beaten with iron, he will be turned into a discus, not to mention his flesh and blood.

At the critical moment, Wen Ping's mount seemed to feel the danger of its master, and with a long hiss, it was already half submerged in its body and actually pulled out four hooves from the quagmire, and then turned around suddenly, and crashed into Wu Anguo.

Wu Anguo was caught off guard, although a hammer was smashed, but it landed on the head of Wen Ping's mount, the horse screamed sadly, and a large blood stain flowed out of the wound, dyeing the horse's head red, but it was quickly washed clean by the rain.

Wen Ping was stunned, he knew how serious the power was just now, it was enough to kill.

This war horse he rode for the first time exchanged his life for Wen Ping's survival.

"Damn beast, you actually ruined my good deeds!" Wu Anguo was also slammed by Wen Ping's mount just now, only to feel a surge of blood in his heart, staggered back a few steps, and cursed in his mouth.

Wen Ping watched his war horse slowly fall to the ground with grief and indignation, and while resenting his lack of martial arts, he also looked at the culprit Wu Anguo on the side with angry eyes, picked up his golden gun, and roared: "You kill it, you kill it!"

Wu Anguo couldn't help but be shocked by Wen Ping's momentum, he couldn't believe that this was something that would appear in a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, but he was also confident in his martial arts: "Hmph, this pair of plum blossom bright silver hammers in my hand has killed countless people, what's the point of killing a beast?" That's right, military horses are indeed more expensive than human lives, hum, if you have the ability to win against me, I will give you my own horse!"

"Who will scarce your horse?" Wen Ping said, the golden gun shook suddenly, but it stabbed at Wu Anguo in the blink of an eye, and it was dazzling between the dances, Wu Anguo took a few steps back, and the double hammer came out together, Wen Ping rolled on the spot, and stabbed out a shot in the blink of an eye, breaking Wu Anguo's breastplate, revealing a large piece of white flesh!

Wu Anguo was slightly surprised, looked at himself, then at Wen Ping, and said in surprise: "How is it possible? I couldn't guard against this shot just now!"

Wen Ping fixed his body and sneered: "This is the marksmanship that our Wen family has passed down from generation to generation, called the Death Gun, according to legend, only after losing the beloved thing, will the anger be stimulated to the extreme and used, there is no way to avoid it, I am using it for the first time today, it is inevitable that the crosshair is off a bit, otherwise you will not have the opportunity to stand here and talk to me!"

Wu Anguo disagreed: "How can there be such an inexplicable marksmanship in the world, and it is still lost, I am just careless!

Between the words, Wu Anguo lifted a pair of silver hammers and protected his whole body without leaking, but his body did move towards Wen Ping at great speed, and Wen Ping smiled: "It's still far away!"

After that, Wen Ping used another trick to kill the marksmanship, and before Wu Anguo could know what was going on, his breastplate actually fell off again, and the two fat balls on his chest trembled up and down, which was really funny.

Wu Anguo couldn't help but be angry, he simply ripped off all his armor, revealing a ** muscle, which was washed by the rain and extremely clean, he pointed at his body with a silver hammer, and shouted to Wen Ping: "Boy, there are still two brushes in marksmanship!" But you guy, if you have the ability, don't stab Lao Tzu's armor, stab directly at this body, stab!"

"Fulfill you!" Wen Ping shouted, stabbed Wu Anguo with a shot, Wu Anguo blocked it with a hammer, but I don't know if it was a weak heart or other reasons, he was forced to retreat by Wen Ping's chaotic dance, and seeing that Wen Ping was about to succeed, many of Wu Anguo's personal soldiers suddenly appeared around, and they were all controlled by weapons and sealed all retreats.

"Oops!" Wen Ping realized that the place where he was a dead place with no way out, and all he could do now was to drag Wu Anguo as much as possible, and then, there might not be another one.

"Boy, if you surrender, I'll consider leaving you a whole corpse!"

Wen Ping smiled: "Are you in the water in your brain, surrender and leave the whole corpse, and the fool will surrender!"

"Alas, it's wrong, it's really terrible not to read!" Wu Anguo gave himself a mouthful, then laughed evilly, and ordered the soldiers to surround Wen Ping tightly.