Chapter 115: Bloody Battle Sharp-mouthed Brother

"Hey, you're scared, hahaha coward, come on, come on, your grandfather is here, come on!" looked at the sharp-mouthed brother and stopped in place. The chatter was provocative, and he was not afraid of it.

Han Ping looked at Brother Sharpmouth without saying a word, he was accumulating strength, preparing to slaughter the dark, because waiting for this move is the key to success. Brother Sharp-mouthed was not stimulated by chatterbox. Jokes, how could I be afraid of you for a few words?

The chatter looked at the sharp-mouthed brother with a gloomy face, he naturally recognized the other party, the third leader of the Luoyang Alliance, and the powerhouse of the martial arts two heavens. But this is not the same as it used to be: I looked up to you before, and I look down on you now.

He knows that Brother Sharpmouth has a weakness and hates when people call him Sharpmouth. "I said, that guy with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, why didn't you hear me speak?" asked tentatively.

Sure enough, it had an effect, but I saw that the sharp-mouthed brother frowned, and his face became even more gloomy. "Yes, it turns out that Brother Sharp-mouthed is so timid, and your appearance is very different, I think you are as timid as a mouse, shrinking your hands like a turtle, I have seen the sharp-beaked monkey gills of the three masters of the Luoyang League today, and it is really as timid and afraid as the legend says, his appearance is not good, and the sharp-beaked monkey gills are ......"

Looking at the talker who was scolding the sharp-mouthed brother and the sharp-mouthed brother who was burning with anger, Hanping gave the talker a thumbs up in his heart, "Cow criticism." "Don't forget to desperately accumulate strength in your hands, and strive to hit it in place.

"Hehe! How can I be a cowardly person in charge of the third leader of the Falling Sun League, today I will avenge the sacrificed brothers of my Falling Sun Alliance, Han Ping, and that deflated three, take your life. Brother Sharp-beaked erupted directly. He hates others calling him sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks the most in his life, and there is no doubt that chatter has violated his taboo. Besides, the strength of his martial arts double heaven, why fear? He shouted and rode his horse to kill the two of them, but unfortunately, he miscalculated again.

Looking at the sharp-mouthed brother who came over, a chattering spirit hid behind Hanping, and secretly watched the sharp-mouthed brother kill him angrily, like looking at a stupid fork at this time. Heh, Luoyang Alliance thinker, you are a stupid dick today, because you met your big brother and me. Talking beautifully.

Hanhei ignored the chatter who was hiding behind him, and watched as Brother Sharpmouth slowly approached the rift. "It's now. Han Ping said, jumped up, in a semi-circular posture "Tu-dark".

Seeing only a big knife phantom produced and then merged with the ghost head knife, Han Ping saw that the power was enough, and slashed at the sharp-mouthed brother with a shout.

Brother Sharp-mouthed looked at Han Ping's powerful knife, and didn't dare to be careless, so he immediately mobilized all his strength, used all his strength, and slammed into Han Ping's ghost head knife with a punch.

After a loud bang, the two collided together. The sharp-mouthed brother smiled and said, "You're not qualified enough, drink." The corners of Hanping's mouth hooked up a wicked smile: "Really?"

"Click. Brother Sharpmouth only felt a feeling of falling, what was going on? He was startled and looked down. I was obedient, only to see the snow next to me all cracked, and then a chasm loomed.

"Damn. He roared angrily, it turned out that the other party wanted to blast him into the rift, so ruthless. He stomped on his horse and threw a punch at Hanping with all his might. The horse under his feet fell without coming, and after bearing his kick, he undoubtedly fell into the rift.

"Roar, roar, roar~" In the empty snow, only the neighing of horses, grumbling, and sorrow remained.

Hanping looked at the punches that slammed into him, and directly dodged them with a beautiful left dodge. It's a pity that due to the lack of stamina of the ghost head knife, Brother Sharp-mouthed took the opportunity to blast away the phantom of the giant knife, and then used his strength to blast it to Hanping's wound.

"Holy. Get the hell out of me. Hanping was in pain, and shot out with one kick, directly pushing the sharp-mouthed brother into the rift. Hanping was also not happy, and was blown out by a punch from Brother Sharpmouth. It was a punch from a martial arts double heavenly powerhouse, although it had been relieved of most of the power of the Ghost Head Knife, but the power was still not to be underestimated.

Looking at Han Ping, who flew back upside down, the chatter hurriedly rode the horse with one hand, and pulled Han Ping's war horse with the other, and calculated the position, sure enough, his mathematics needed to be improved.

Hanping slammed into the ground in the snow about a meter away from the horse, directly causing a big hole. "It's broken. The chatter immediately dismounted, pulled up Hanping, helped him onto the horse, and then turned over on the horse himself.

"Big brother, let's go, hurry up, drive. "The chatter rode the horse directly. Hanping was dizzy on the horse for a while before he recovered, and he watched in a daze as he sat on his horse and galloped towards the place of Sunset City, with the horses in front of him.

He turned around and saw the gray-faced sharp-mouthed guy groping his way out of the rift, roaring inside his mouth, watching the two people who left and scolding. "Sure enough, that rift can't kill the other party. Hanping thought and quickly adjusted his state. Maybe there will be an even more tragic battle waiting for him in the future.

Looking at the two people who were riding horses and moving away, the sharp-mouthed brother who had just climbed out of the rift was furious, at this time he was already wearing a disheveled hair, and even his clothes were torn several times, and his hatred for Hanping was going up a step, and the words that scolded him.

"Da-da-da-da. There was the sound of horses' hooves behind Brother Sharp-mouthed, and after a while, the bandits of the Sunset Alliance, who still had about thirty people left, arrived, and they looked at Brother Sharp-mouthed in amazement, this was the first time they had seen Brother Sharp-mouthed so down. Their hearts were filled with disbelief. Could it be that the three masters have met their opponents?

Brother Sharp-mouthed looked at them coldly, so frightened that everyone immediately shuddered, and didn't dare to have any more memes.

Brother Sharp-mouthed looked around, and took a fancy to a red horse in front of him, he jumped up, kicked the bandits above, and rode on the horse: "Come on, follow me to chase and kill those two little deflated three, drive." "Words will be unbeatable.

"Drive, drive. The bandits reacted and quickly followed, but it was the tragedy of the bandit who was kicked down by the sharp-mouthed brother, and under the iron hooves of his companions, he didn't even have a chance to struggle and went to get the boxed lunch.

In the snow, there was once again a fugitive chase, and the earth trembled.

Han Ping and the two of them were relieved this time, the horse had eaten and drunk enough, and it was no problem to run for a few hours, after the calculation just now, it was estimated that the distance had opened up again, and they were sure to enter Sunset City before the bandits.

About an hour later: "Boss, wake up, Sunset City has arrived." Hanhei heard the voice of chattering and immediately woke up from his pranayama. He looked at the magnificent Sunset City, and his heart was excited, he remembered that he had gone to Sunset City four times in total, all of which were with his clansmen to Sunset City to hand over grain and grass, and this was the fifth time.

"Boss, we'll cooperate later, and we're adding some material to the bandits. Hey, hey!" the chatter laughed evilly again.

Han Ping looked at the chatter as if he didn't understand, and thought in his heart, Brother Sharp-mouthed, you have good fruit to eat again.