The Yellow Turban Lux sinks hard with every punch, but it doesn't leave room for himself, and if he doesn't completely overwhelm the enemy, he will face the enemy's counterattack.

Yan Xu just shook open the arm of the Yellow Turban Lux with just one force, revealing the empty door, the opportunity could not be missed, Yan Xu's fists were like drums, and the self-created peerless mixed yuan thirteen hammers that already had a preliminary form were hit one after another, each punch caused the surrounding vibration, and after a few punches, the range of the vibration became larger and larger, gradually forming a resonance, if someone stood nearby, I was afraid that they would be easily killed.

Rao is Yellow Turban Warrior is body like copper cast iron casting can't withstand this top-level boxing mastery, and a stream of dark energy was blasted into his body without any scruples under the terrifying fist vibration, and exploded like a depth charge.

I don't know what the body of the Yellow Turban Lux is constructed with, and the chain of heavy punches that can blow a big bell into pieces only left some fist marks on the Yellow Turban Lux, and as soon as the fist left the fist print, it rebounded and recovered, and the defense was simply terrifying, even Yan Xu didn't expect it. But fortunately, the owner of this Yellow Turban Lux is not Luo Zhenren, who has great powers, but Gongsun Sheng, and the outbreak of dark energy cannot harm the Yellow Turban Lux itself, even if there is damage, it is recovering, but Gongsun Sheng in order to drive the Yellow Turban Lux to leave behind the magic seal and spiritual sense can not withstand the serial impact that implies Yan Xu's martial will.

Boom!

A large figure flew out of the rubble, crushing half of a nearby shop, and everyone nearby hurriedly dispersed to prevent accidental injury.

Gongsun Sheng's face turned pale, and he couldn't believe that the Yellow Turban Lux given by his master had been defeated!

The iron armor of the Yellow Turban Lux is full of fist marks, and it is hard to break a heavy armor made of refined iron, but this is nothing, after all, the decorative significance of this iron armor is greater, and the body of the Yellow Turban Lux is still unscathed, but no matter how Gongsun Sheng urges the Yellow Turban Lux to move, there is no movement.

Gongsun Sheng sighed secretly, and understood in his heart that it was not that the master's Yellow Turban Forceman was not strong, but that his cultivation was not enough, and the magic seal left on the Yellow Turban Forceman was scattered, so he naturally could not continue to drive the Yellow Turban Forceman to fight.

Think about yourself when you went up the mountain as a teenager, you were attracted by all kinds of spells early, you abandoned your foundation, and when you get older, you want to turn back, but you are sent down the mountain by the master to deal with the disaster, and you can only blame yourself for this difficulty.

Sighing, and not taking back the yellow turban wrestler who turned into a bronze statue, Gongsun Sheng stretched his sleeves, and countless white clouds poured out from his sleeves, and suddenly shrouded the surroundings in a dense fog that could not be seen, and he pulled Fan Rui, raised his steps and disappeared into the clouds.

By the time Qingniu and a few people cast a spell to disperse the dense fog, Gongsun Sheng and Fan Rui, who had beaten them to the point where they had no power to fight back, had long since disappeared, leaving only a half-human-high bronze statue.

"What are you still doing! Get the adults out of here! "A head catcher who is in charge of the command at the scene, his head is about to explode, and he is buried in it, but he is an adult who is most valued by the county master, and he is also a seven-grade captain with real power. Suddenly shuddered, and suddenly jumped up, kicking and beating, so that the frightened fast catchers quickly moved and dug out the adults.

"No need, big brother is fine." Although he suffered a little loss, Qingniu, who was fine, stopped the other party, and said after retracting the red sand sword that was about to be unable to maintain the sword body. He knew in his heart that his eldest brother's copper-headed iron arm was amazing, and he had a good kung fu, and this little scene couldn't stop him.

As soon as the words fell, the heavy beams were pushed away, Yan Xu stood up a little embarrassed, and his true anger was shocked, and the dust on his body slid down like flowing water.

shook his neck and made a clicking sound, which was very rare for Yan Xu. As a dark boxer and master of the house, his joints don't have this kind of cool-looking, but actually arthropathy. It's just that because of the difference in body size, Yan Xu was caught by the Yellow Turban Lux and beaten a few times, although there was no major problem, but it was not comfortable, and the later outbreak made the body bear a huge shock, and the joints were somewhat damaged.

Accepting everyone's cheers and respect, Yan Xu knew that he actually lost, and he would definitely be hit hard if he continued to fight, but the Yellow Turban Lux who ate his set of all-out combos was not damaged in the slightest, this is the gap between the two, and even if there are a few more Yan Xu, this gap will not change the ending.

Originally, I didn't have any intimate experience with Luo Zhenren, who was described in the original book, but now I understand how big the gap between the two sides is. To put it simply, the other party can casually send two yellow turban wrestlers of that grade just now to put him in eighteen tricks, and the two sides are not at the same level at all.

With something in his heart, Yan Xu's face was not very good, and he said to the head catcher who ran over to offer his courtesy: "Let them dig out my equipment and send it back to the house, and I will personally escort those thieves from Liangshan." ”

After speaking, Yan Xu gave Qingyun a look and nodded twice at the bronze statue. Qingyun comprehended, and quietly pulled Qingniu to surround him, and a few trialists who were alive and easy to give up when they saw it, that thing was too big, it was not easy to deal with, and it was troublesome to hold it in their hands, not to mention that they didn't have Yan Xu's strength, so they didn't have the intention of continuing to fight.

"Yes, my lord!" The head catcher was very happy and relieved, he didn't think that he could keep a few important criminals in the hands of the two Liangshan Demon Dao just now, in case someone robbed the prisoner, hehe, the county magistrate would definitely take care of his hips, and at the same time, he would prepare a suite for him in the prison, and send all his old friends who had been arrested before to communicate with him in simple terms.

The eye-catching catcher quickly pushed a few prisoner carts, which were very sturdy and specially prepared for felons, just to be used to load these Liangshan thieves.

Qingniu and Ye Zhiqiu teamed up to move the bronze statue, and as soon as they exerted their strength, the bronze statue did not move at all, and the two smiled awkwardly, for the sake of face, and at the same time, they still did not move.

The few officials next to him were very discerning, and they couldn't intervene in escorting the prisoners, but it was still no problem to move things. So he let a few adults rest on the side, found ropes and sticks from nearby houses, and tied up the half-human-high bronze statue.

"Oh my God, why is it so heavy!" A servant held his waist and said with a bitter face.

"Don't talk nonsense, where are the adults waiting, you go and call two more people, and find a car by the way." The older officials were more thoughtful, and originally wanted to carry them to the adults' homes to make a good impression, but now that they think about it, they won't be able to see the sun tomorrow.

"Forget it, you guys bring me the prisoner cart."

Yan Xu was impatient, walked over, and with a force of both hands, he lifted the bronze statue and put it on a prisoner cart, crushing the sturdy prisoner cart with a creak, obviously the weight was extremely amazing.

"Your Excellency is really powerful!" Several sweaty officials wiped their sweat and praised in unison. This is true, a few of them went to carry it to know that this bronze statue is solid, not a thousand but eight hundred catties, can be easily picked up, it is not an exaggeration to say that the divine power is not exaggerated.

"Well, cheer me up for a while, Liang Shan must be unwilling to lose such a big face, don't let people sneak attack!" Yan Xu said loudly, firstly, to give his subordinates a wake-up call, and secondly, to give a warning to the people in the Liangshan camp who were hiding in the shadows, after all, although their actions caught the other party off guard, it was absolutely impossible to catch them all, and I don't know how many people hid in the shadows.

I didn't expect Yan Xu's words to be mistaken by the other party as a bluff, after all, there was just a big battle, if you want to say that Yan Xu didn't pay any price, I'm afraid no one will believe it, let alone rescue four Liangshan heroes in one go, what a big reward. Many people thought of Gongsun Sheng and Fan Rui's skills, and their hearts suddenly became hot, and it was difficult for them to keep calm about what was risky.

Not long after leaving, Yan Xu felt that something was wrong, and discussed it with Qingyun, the two sides separated, Qingyun and the four escorted the bronze statue home, and Yan Xu continued to escort the prisoner.

The people hidden in the shadows hesitated slightly, and finally chose to continue to follow Yan Xu and his party, the bronze statue looked a little extraordinary, but even Gongsun Sheng didn't care much, and he didn't know how much it was worth, and it was obvious that there was a problem with the bronze statue if he didn't take it away, of course, the most important thing was that they estimated that the weight of this bronze statue was more than a thousand catties, how to get them away, they didn't have a trick, they couldn't carry it.

The manpower of the yamen has been exhausted, and only a team of elite soldiers is responsible for protecting the county commander and others and cannot leave, and it is deserted. The ordinary people in the vicinity were frightened by the sound of footsteps and fighting all night, and closed the door of the house without saying a word. So when Yan Xu pressed the prisoner car closer and closer to the yamen, the neighborhood became quieter and quieter, obviously this is a good place to do it.

"Funeral nail!"

"Shake the Divine Bead!"

Two lights, one black and one white, flew out of the shadows, obviously the other party had already united, otherwise the warlock would definitely not strike first.

Yan Xu is the first target, and he did not dodge in vain in the face of the sneak attack magic weapon, after all, his light skills are not as good as his strength, and the magic weapon will turn around.

A layer of golden light emerged, and Yan Xu became more and more comfortable with the use of the golden bell jar's true qi protective body, turning into a little golden man and hard-catching the opponent's attack.

The funeral door nail is four inches and four minutes long, and its appearance is a skeleton biting a short sword, with a puff of black smoke hitting Yan Xu's body protection true qi, this time it was like water poured into a hot oil pot, and a piercing scream. Although the funeral door nail made a hole in Yan Xu's body protection true qi, it was also not lightly traumatized, after all, Yan Xu's cultivation was the Pure Yang Boy Skill, and the purest Yang and all evil spirits did not invade, so it was strange that this evil magic weapon could end up in a good collision with him.

A warlock from the Liangshan camp hiding in the shadows spat blood violently, although the magic weapon is powerful, but the time for the trialist to cultivate is too short after all, even if there is the main god crystal to help open the hanging. Therefore, in order to be able to drive the magic weapon when the cultivation is insufficient, these trialists inject most of the essence and spirit into the magic weapon, so that they can exert greater power, and even cut off part of the soul and integrate it into the magic weapon in some extreme cases, so once the magic weapon is damaged, they can still end up well, either becoming mentally ill or becoming an idiot, and the consequences are very serious.