Sun Zhongde was not intimidated by the sword around his neck, he patted his palm with a fan bone, and said with a smile, "Interesting and interesting, I was still dominant just now, and now we are evenly matched again." ”

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "Let go of my young master, otherwise I will kill this little cub." ”

Sun Zhongde smiled and said, "Little stool, you and I haven't grown up for so many years, and I still can't hold my breath." ”

Zhong Tianmao opened his mouth and said, "Mr. Sun, today's incident is my grandson's fault, I, Zhong Tianmao, am willing to gamble and lose, and I am willing to give the head, I just ask you to spare my grandson's life." ”

Sun Zhongde pushed the blade of the sword in front of his neck with the fan bone and said, "Now my life is still in the hands of this brother." How dare you talk about sparing your grandson's life. ”

Zhong Tianmao said in a deep voice, "Big Tiger, let go of Mr. Sun." ”

Dahu shook his head and said, "I'm sorry master, the young master is still in their hands, I can't let this person go." ”

Zhong Tianmao smiled miserably, "Big Tiger, haven't you seen the form clearly until now? Even if you have a three-foot Qingfeng in your hand today, the lives of you and the young master are still in the mind of Mr. Sun." But as long as I die and accept the bet, I believe that my husband will be open-minded and will not be like you juniors."

Sun Zhongde smiled silently. Dahu looked at the little boy who was still struggling, and finally let go of Sun Zhongde.

The middle-aged man also removed the sword on Xiao Tong's neck, but he didn't let go, still holding Xiao Tong in his hand and letting him kick and struggle.

Sun Zhongde laughed and said, "I don't care about offending a child. Those who know my Sun Zhongmou's mind, General Zhong also.

I and the general can be said to be sympathetic to each other, but it is a pity that Mo has a different position, destined not to be able to accompany the peers to drink and talk, today let me replace the wine with tea, send the general a ride. ”

The two drank a cup of wine, Zhong Tianmao threw the teacup in his hand, drew his sword, and said loudly, "If there is an afterlife, we will be comrades, happy on the battlefield together, and expand the territory, Mr. Sun, is he willing?"

Sun Zhongde's eyes were shining, and there was firmness in his voice, "Okay, today I will make a covenant with Brother Zhong in this afterlife." "Two people, one is nearly fifty years old, and the other is twenty-seven or eighteen, who know heroes and value heroes, and have made a brotherly alliance in the next life.

Sun Zhongde looked at Zhong Tianmao and sang in a low voice,

"Do you say that you have no clothes?

Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear.

Enmity with the Son!

How can you say that you have no clothes?

Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear halberd.

Work with the son!

Do you say that you have no clothes, and you are clothed with the Son.

Wang Yuxingshi, repair my armor soldiers.

Let's go with my son!"

Zhong Tianmao laughed and raised the sword, and pierced it neatly into his heart, the blood quickly soaked Zhong Tianmao's clothes, and he didn't need to check it, he knew that Zhong Tianmao had passed away.

The hero of the world, before leaving, he didn't see the sword flash, he was not accompanied by the mountain of corpses in the sea of blood, and he couldn't return the body wrapped in horse leather, which made Sun Zhongde a little embarrassed after all.

Xiao Tong finally broke free from the hands of the middle-aged man, and he looked at Zhong Tianmao coldly, "There is no one in my Zhong family who is greedy for life and afraid of death, you are the one who killed my grandfather, I disdain to live on your charity and compassion, today I will go to Huangquan with my grandfather, so as to serve his old man." "Twenty fifty thousand

The little boy greeted the sword in the hand of the middle-aged man, and it was also a sword piercing the heart, and he died on the spot.

The big tiger's sword immediately crossed in front of Sun Zhongde's neck, and because he was too excited, he also cut a hole in Sun Zhongde's neck.

At this time, it was supposed that Meng Fei should have appeared, but there was no one at the door of the living room.

Two people flew down from the beams, one of them was an old man with gray hair, and the other was a teenager.

Both of them were covered with black scarves, and as soon as the two of them appeared, the middle-aged man immediately alertly sent a sword light to the old man with a sword.

The old man with Huafa stretched out his palm, smashed the sword lightly, and then slapped the middle-aged man to death with a palm, you must know that the middle-aged man is a congenital master, and he has no strength to resist, Sun Zhongde's face couldn't help but change.

Sun Zhongde didn't care about letting Zhong Tianmao's grandson live, as for cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, he never thought about it.

When a person is confident enough, he will not be afraid of the growth of his opponent, and only a higher and stronger opponent can sharpen his own style.

Xiao Tong's death was purely accidental, Sun Zhongde didn't expect a child to be so resolute, and the middle-aged man didn't have time to dodge at all, so he pierced Xiao Tong's body.

The old man with Huafa looked at the old man standing aside, not speaking, but no one dared to underestimate him, the masked young man hugged the child's body, and tears fell down his eyes.

After a while, the cloth on his face was already wet, and he cried and muttered

"I'm still in the future, why do you dare to die, don't die, okay, I won't hide from you next time, you like little white face, I apply powder every day, I just want to be whiter and make you like it, you don't even see my appearance, how can you just leave, woo woo ......"

The corners of the child's mouth twitched under the mask, she always knew that there were two people on the beam, but she only thought it was a spy, but she didn't expect it to be involved with her.

It's just that if you can let go of her, she won't suffocate when she turns to fetal breath, but she is about to be squeezed to death by this young man in his chest.

You also apply powder for me, why don't you paint your eyebrows and lips, do you think I Zhen Duoduo likes the undefeated man of the East?

That's right, the little boy under the mask is Zhen Duoduo, she replaced Zhong Lexin, faked her death with Zhong Tianmao, and then asked Meng Fei to collect their corpses, with the bearing of a well-known master of the art of war of the two dynasties like Sun Zhongde, she would naturally let Meng Fei take the corpse away.

It's just that there are unknown variables now, and Zhen Duoduo is not sure how the situation will develop next.

And Meng Fei didn't know why he hadn't come to collect their bodies until now. I can only hope that Sun Zhongde is so proud that he will not do anything to their corpses.

Another master under Sun Zhongde appeared at the door of the living room, he was in his thirties, with a mustache on his face, white and chubby, holding a little boy with a hungry ghost mask in his hand who was also struggling, "Young Master, who do you see in my hand?"

When he looked into the living room, he saw that his young master was being pointed at him with a sword, and that the people who had come with them were lying on the ground unconscious.

He threw the little boy in his hand, and attacked Mo Twelve, who was pointing his sword at his young master.

The boy hit his head on the table and fainted.

The white fat eight-character beard congenital master is a tiger, Mo Twelve didn't have time to threaten the hostages in his hand, so he rushed up, and he couldn't really kill Sun Zhongde, Mo Twelve could only swing his sword to block the enemy.

When he was fighting against the middle-aged man just now, Mo Twelve restrained himself a lot, and this time Zhong Le Xin had already been taken out, and the little master's original plan had obviously failed.

Mo Twelve was wearing the Void Dragon Armor, and he had no taboos in his heart, so he let go of his hand and fought with this innate master.

Mo Twelve got the "Supreme Sword Technique" from Zhen Duoduo's hands, although he knew that the power of this sword move was huge, but he didn't expect that just relying on this mysterious sword technique, his cultivation at the end of the day after tomorrow would be able to compete with the innate masters.