Ever since this Tang Song Qi Feng suddenly appeared here, Qin Yuan had been vigilant in his heart. Those who come are not good and those who are good do not come, and the other party dares to come here, gag, laugh and scold, and do not take a few of them in their eyes, either they are stupid fools with stones on their heads, or they are brave people with superb skills.

In this case, as long as Qin Yuan didn't have a stone in his head, it was impossible for him to treat them as idiots with stones in his head, so he must be a master of stunts.

If you play against the masters, you have to pay all your attention and use all the resources at your disposal.

Qin Yuan didn't have a sound transmission conch, so he couldn't expect the Divine Court army to come to the rescue, in fact, he was not a person who relied on others for help, and he always had to break through by himself in all kinds of dangers.

From the very beginning, when he was talking nonsense with Tang Song Qifeng, and when he was talking nonsense with Shi Nianyao, he was thinking about how to deal with the opponent in his heart, so he had this scene in front of him.

"Three little things, the most cunning is you, Lao Tzu doesn't like it, I don't like it very much!" Tang Song glanced back at Qin Yuan, with a look of disgust, pouting and saying.

Qi Feng disagreed, and sneered: "Those who work hard govern people, and those who work hard govern people, you vulgar fat ball knows how to fart!"

"Old skinny chicken!"

Tang Song roared angrily, rubbed his fleshy palm, and said, "Your old boy has itchy skin, isn't it? Why don't we fight three hundred rounds first, and see which one governs people and which one is governed!"

Qi Feng blew his beard and was very disapproving: "If it were usual, the old man would definitely beat you up, but now, if you want Fu Shuai to take action and light your soul, you will boldly attack!"

Tang Song's surging momentum suddenly wilted.

He is not afraid of heaven and earth, even if the king of Hades and Laozi comes, he dares to shout, but he does not dare to have any presumptuousness in front of Fu Yunping, even if it is Fu Yunping's order, he does not dare to disobey in the slightest.

Jumping in front of the king of Hades, he can at most throw away these two hundred catties of fat, and he will die if he dies, but if he disobeys Fu Yunping, it will be more terrible than death!

"That's it! Lao Tzu will go and win these two, and the little slippery head will be handed over to you, whoever wins first will win!" Tang Song is a smart person, very flexible, and can't directly fight to determine whether he wins or loses, so use this task to make a bet.

"Okay, those two boys will be handed over to you, and this slippery boy and his formation will be handed over to me!" Qi Feng laughed loudly and happily agreed.

They didn't take Qin Yuan and the others in their eyes at all, as if it was as simple as an adult catching a child.

In fact, this is not wrong, with their age and cultivation, against Qin Yuan and the three of them, in their opinion, isn't it like an adult catching a naughty child?

As he spoke, Tang Song had already warmed up.

He was chubby and looked very bulky, but the fact was that his body was very clever, and he came to Ren He like a gust of wind, raised his fleshy palm, and slapped it with one palm.

Ren He only felt a flower in front of him, and saw Tang Song bullying in front of him, he didn't dare to be careless, and tried his best, and the righteous qi in his body gushed out and poured into the gentleman's long sword.

The Xueliang Gentleman's Sword bloomed with silver light for a while, like a round of Haoyue falling in, and the sword momentum was swift, piercing Tang Song's flesh palm.

"Hey, hey!"

Tang Song was not afraid, and his palm drove straight in, wanting to shake the gentleman's sword that had infused Haoran righteousness with his palm.

The long sword was already slender, extremely sharp, and it was infused with heroic righteousness, which was enough to easily cut off gold and iron.

But Tang Song is different, he is not an ordinary person, but a great cultivator at the peak of the sixth grade.

One of his palms is not an ordinary palm, since he was a child, he has practiced opening the stele hand, and every seven days he is soaked and boiled with ancient secret medicine, which is as hard as the leather armor of a demon beast, but it is soft and sensitive.

Empty the blade, grab the enemy's blade, and then deal a fatal blow to it, that is his tried and tested stunt.

"Whew!"

There was a sharp grinding sound, and the palms of the hands clashed with the gentleman's sword.

The Junzi Sword did not cut off his palm, not even cut the slightest bit of oily skin, and Tang Song put his fingers together, nor did he grab the Junzi Sword in his hand.

Ren He changed his tactics at a critical moment - the gentleman is obscure.

The Junzi Sword slashed through a light arc, turning from light to dark, bypassing Tang Song's palm, and the blade of the sword cut his wrist like a flying snake, heading straight for his throat.

Ren He knew the power of Tang Song, the stele opener, even if he was armed with a divine weapon, he didn't dare to confront him head-on, and wisely chose to avoid the enemy's strength and attack the enemy's weakness.

"Huh!"

Tang Song was not only not surprised, but let out a sarcastic sneer, raised his arm, and with a "snap", he deflected the gentleman's sword momentum, turned his palm into a fist, and drove straight in, hitting Ren He's wide open chest.

"Bang!"

With the muffled sound of the fist hitting his chest and the cracking of his bones, Ren He's chest was dented with a huge fist mark, and then like a broken sandbag, it flew out upside down with blood.

There is a huge difference in strength, no matter how careful Ren He is and how clever he is, he will not be able to cross the huge gap caused by his strength.

"Qin Yuan's little cub is a slippery head, you don't let it go, I don't like it!"

Tang Song scolded, with a little disgust, bullied up, pursued again, and tried to kill him in one fell swoop.

"Whew!"

At this moment, a bright silver spear struck, and the sharp tip of the spear pierced directly into Tang Song's fist.

Wei Chifeng was ordered to protect Qin Yuan and Ren He, and he couldn't see any of them die here, even if he was seriously injured in the chest, he still did his duty loyally and leaped forward.

"Bang!"

Tang Song's pursuit was stopped, he took two steps back, raised his eyes and looked at his fist, only to see that there was an extra blood hole the size of money on it, and blood was gurgling.

"Hey, that's kind of interesting. ”

Tang Song was not angry at all because of the injury, but said with excitement: "Black boy, the three of you are the most pleasing to the eye, men should be tougher, what is the point of playing some ghost belly cat intestines!"

Wei Chifeng's face was solemn, he didn't say a word, his spear was like a dragon, and he fought again.

Ren He spat out a mouthful of blood, got up from the ground, and the gentleman's sword turned into a silver-white streamer, came out of his hand, and attacked Tang Song's door.

"Thorn la la!"

The piercing sound of friction sounded, Tang Song actually grabbed it in his hand, and the rough and fat big hand twisted it hard, and the long sword that was sharpened like clay shattered piece by piece.

"Poof!"

The magic weapon was shattered, Ren He's divine consciousness was greatly created, his brain roared, he wanted to die of pain, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

He was hit hard twice before and after, no matter how strong his willpower was, he couldn't support it, his legs and knees were weak, and he fell to the ground in a malaise.

Tang Song saw the opportunity, laughed loudly, and bullied himself, Wei Chi Feng did not expect this scene, seeing Tang Song sweeping past his spear, he could only attack what he must save, and the spear pierced the space and hit his back heart.

Tang Song seemed to be unaware of it, and continued to move forward, seeing that the spear was about to pierce the back of his heart and poke it into a transparent hole, he suddenly turned around, grabbed Ren He with both hands, and blocked it in front of him.

"Despicable!"

Wei Chifeng was shocked, hurriedly withdrew his gun, and stopped half an inch away from Ren He's face door, turned around, bypassed Ren He, and attacked from Tang Song's side.

"Hey, hey!"

Tang Song laughed strangely, turned around lightly, Ren He became a shield in front of the spear again, Wei Chifeng had to put away the gun again, looking for an opportunity to attack, but every time he attacked, he was blocked by Ren He's living shield, several times in a row, aggrieved and angry.

"Do you want it?"

Just when Yu Chifeng attacked and collected the gun again, Tang Song suddenly threw Ren He out, Yu Chifeng's face was happy, because of Ren He's relationship, he had been at a disadvantage, helpless in every way, and the fierce attack and killing also made his arms sore.

But how could this Tang Song put down his advantages so lightly, when Ren He threw it out, he also followed him like a shadow, and followed it closely, and when Yu Chifeng took over Ren He, he suddenly saw a fat fist appear from his lower abdomen, and then he felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, and the whole person was also thrown up.

"Haha, is that what you can do?"

Tang Song sneered, followed closely, and kicked the spear that Wei Chi Feng stabbed in a panic, and kicked him in the chest, Yu Chi Feng spurted blood in his mouth, and fell out more than ten meters, the bones in his chest were shattered, and he had no combat power.

Jiang is still old and spicy, although Wei Chifeng is in the army and has good qualifications, he is still a step worse than Tang Song, whether it is cultivation or combat power to tactics, it is one level worse.

Tang Song sneered again and again, raised his fist, and wanted to smash it.

Even if this punch smashes on the hard black iron, it will be pierced with one punch, if it hits the heads of Ren He and Wei Chifeng, I am afraid that a fried sauce shop will be opened at the time, and all kinds of things such as red, white, black, and purple will burst out together.

However, just as he was about to succeed, he suddenly heard a roar behind him, and a violent hot wind struck, and he couldn't help but turn around suddenly, and without looking, he smashed it with a punch.

"Whew!"

Tang Song punched, but he didn't hit anything, but one arm burned like a fire in severe pain.

It was not Qin Yuan who attacked him, nor was it a hidden weapon, but a crimson giant wolf, the giant wolf spat out a tongue of fire, was wearing fire armor, and stepped on all fours, even the hard stone ground was scorched and cracked.

"Haha, fat ball, are you cool?"

Qi Feng over there laughed when he saw this, very happily.

Looking at Qi Feng again, his hair and eyebrows were yellow and curly, his clothes were blackened, and there were five or six places that were scorched and burned, and even half of those few strands of beard were burned off

And in front of him was surrounded by three fire wolves, Qi Feng wandered in the meantime, he couldn't kill anyone, he couldn't run away from the wolf's hooves, and he was burned by the fire wolf from time to time.

"Skinny chicken, when did your old boy change his habits, and instead of killing people, he liked to drill the fire ring? No, no, the fire ring is something that the bear plays, what kind of fire ring do you drill the old, you are not afraid that the chicken feathers will be burned out, and the live chicken will become a roast chicken?"

Tang Song was very annoyed when he was attacked at the critical moment and suffered a little loss, but when he saw Qi Feng's even more embarrassed appearance, the anger in that tone was a pleasant sneer.

It's nothing that he's embarrassed, the key is that this old skinny chicken is even more embarrassed!

"Laugh, laugh fart, if you don't join forces again, let alone the mission, our two old lives will also be explained here!" Qi Feng shouted angrily.