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The figures of Li Qifeng and Ghost Face quickly blended into the crowd on the street.

In the teahouse, many people in the rivers and lakes became a little excited, the conditions offered by the Li Mansion were really too tempting, and the bounty of 100,000 was enough to make many people blush, even if the bounty was discarded, just Prince Gong's offering was enough to make countless people crazy.

Prince Gong has always been the spokesperson of the imperial capital to suppress the rivers and lakes, Long Yue before he ascended the throne is to set up a creed that the outside must first be safe, after ascending the throne, it is even more ambitious, the court has always been powerful Jiulong Wei personally handed over to Prince Gong, responsible for the big and small things in the rivers and lakes, many things in the rivers and lakes are inseparable from Prince Gong's control.

In control of the Nine Dragons, Prince Gong became the most powerful of the five princes, although he did not step on the rivers and lakes and swept all the sects, but he also exterminated countless sects large and small.

To be the enshrinement of Prince Gong is to become a minion of Prince Gong.

The rivers and lakes are as deep as the sea, grievances and hatreds are inextricably linked, even though there are countless masters who have become famous in a battle, shocked the world, and admired by countless people, but more people in the rivers and lakes are like duckweed, and they are destroyed by the storm if they are a little careless.

In the eyes of many, there is no more important thing to be alive.

Being able to jump out of the rivers and lakes and become a person in the temple is the luxury of many people in the rivers and lakes.

When there is an opportunity, it is not easy to give it up.

In the teahouse, people kept leaving slowly.

Every figure that leaves seems to be calm, but in fact, it is like turning over the river and the sea in his heart.

People are constantly coming out of the teahouse and blending into the crowd.

The hunt begins.

Above the west, the wind howled.

The two huge military formations were holding each other, the horses were silent, and the soldiers were silent.

In front of the military formation, the two generals stood facing each other.

A general is dressed in a white robe, wearing fish scale armor, carrying two swords at his waist, riding on horseback, and his eyes are extremely calm.

The general on the opposite side was wearing leather armor and holding a heavy black gun, with red tassels fluttering on the tip of the spear.

"Lin Rufeng finally caught you bastard this time, this time grandpa must cut off your head as a night pot. ”

A rough voice came out, as a good man on the grassland, Yelu Toure has always been proud of his big voice, and he is the first to win people in battle.

Lin Rufeng, who was carrying two swords at his waist, raised his somewhat heavy eyelids, a cold light was revealed, he squinted at Yelu Toure, sighed, and shook his head, "Your head is not qualified to let me go to the night pot." ”

The rough forest style on the grassland can't be learned, just as the women on the grassland can't learn the jasper of the Jiangnan women's small family.

Lin Tufeng's tone was extremely casual.

Jeruturai couldn't help but let out a hearty laugh, like the constant beating of war drums on the battlefield.

"Lin Rufeng, you still can't change your poor sourness, it's useless to be a scholar, you said that you have a double sword on your waist and a king's eight calves, come and eat grandpa and try it. ”

The words fell, and the war horse under Yelu Toure's crotch shot out like a sharp arrow.

A shout of rage rang out.

The black heavy gun volleyed into the air.

Lin Rufeng's eyes froze, and the two swords on his waist suddenly came out of their sheaths.

A sword stabbed out like a gale, striking Jerodure in the chest.

A sword came out horizontally.

Heavy guns fall.

The war horse under Lin Rufeng's crotch suddenly let out a wail and fell to his knees.

A sword against a heavy gun.

The other sword did not take the throat, and on the side of the body, the sword light flashed, piercing the throat.

Sparks continued to splash out.

Lin Rufeng let out a long roar, his body rose from the ground, and his sword qi swept across the ground, cutting off the legs of Yelu Toure's war horse.

There was a wail, and the horse under the crotch of Jeruturai fell to the ground.

Their bodies collided together, then split apart in an instant.

The first time I met, half a pound and eight taels.

The two of them each returned to the front of the formation.

Jeruturai grinned, his teeth yellow, and his gun plunged straight into the ground.

At the tip of the sword, the red tassel fluttered.

Yelu Tourai crossed his hands on his hips, raised his thumb at Lin Rufeng, and then fell down violently.

"Lin Rufeng, you shrunken head Wang Ba, come to fight with grandpa and me for three hundred rounds, do you dare?"

The aftermath lingered on the vast grasslands.

With the double swords in the sheath, Lin Rufeng crossed his arms to his chest, with a hint of a smile in his expression, looked at the very rude Yelu Toure, and said loudly: "The three hundred rounds of the battle are naturally not a big deal, the key is what qualifications do you have?"

Yelu Tulei's yellow teeth were exposed, his eyes became fierce, the tiger's body shook, his right foot moved, and his toes were pointed.

In an instant, the black heavy spear suddenly rushed out like a dragon out of the abyss.

Heavy guns pierced straight out.

Jerodure slapped his hands hard.

The heavy gun is a few points faster.

The sheer size of Jerodure's body followed.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

In an instant, another heavy three palms were discharged.

Each palm is filled with terrifying power.

The black gun was even more terrifying and powerful, and the rolling thunder continued to come out from the body of the gun, and in the air, two waves of qi rolled in, accompanied by a scorching breath.

Lin Rufeng's gaze froze.

The body stands as steady as a mountain, and does not move in all directions.

The tip of the spear continued to expand in Lin Rufeng's pupils, and the rolling waves of qi were like the rising tide of a river, overlapping and overlapping.

There was a hideous look in Yelu Toure's expression.

Lin Rufeng's standing still, in Yelu Toure's heart, was completely a move to find death.

The tip of the gun is getting closer.

Lin Rufeng took a deep breath, his whole body was hunting, and he made a sound of peeling.

A mouthful of turbid air is exhaled.

Taking advantage of the trend, the double swords on Lin Rufeng's waist roared out.

The two swords came out together, followed by two sword qi like giant dragons, just like the meteors that crossed the sky, fleeting.

Bang!

The sound of the crash was like the collapse of the mountains.

A sword slammed out, and the heavy spear froze.

Clang!

The sound sounded like a bell ringing.

The heavy gun suddenly fell and fell to the ground.

Yelu Toure's expression changed suddenly, and he stepped out in one step, clamping the black heavy spear with his right hand, and the strong internal force swept through, and the spear jumped up like a spiritual snake.

Guns pick a line.

The black heavy spear was like a boulder rolling down from the top of a mountain, pressing down with an unstoppable momentum.

The clanging twin swords shook the void.

Like a swimming dragon soaring into the air, the fish slashed down and slashed heavily at the black spear.

Lin Rufeng's body walked out like a tiger, his body leaned obliquely, and his fists burst out.

The strong internal force directly shook the void.

The black spear was bent like a willow branch in a storm.

Yeluture's sturdy body suddenly fell backwards, and his feet were like iron ploughshares, cutting two huge deep furrows in the grassland.