"Brother Hong, Brother Hong! I Lao Deng has always thought that you and I have been friends for many years, don't you still understand Lao Deng's thoughts? Why did I blindly misinterpret and misunderstand my old Deng's original intentions before this formation! Alas, there are some words, when it comes to them, always teach people to be very sad! ”

"It turns out that Brother Deng still has a heart? This heart, there are times when it is hurt? It's really disrespectful! ”

Hong Bo raised his head, and after answering a sentence faintly, he had already swung a sword and slashed straight at Deng Weipeng's face.

"Oh, you kid, it's just a matter of being careful, and you dare to sneak attack!"

Hurriedly burst into a foul mouth, Deng Weipeng pulled out a steel whip from behind himself, and went straight towards the long sword of the flood wave.

The speed of the two of them is extremely fast, and the strength of the hand is great, between the beginning of this sword and whip, the middle of this small ring, suddenly the dust and smoke surge.

Xiao Yu, who was standing on the side from afar, couldn't help but be shocked by this situation.

At first, listening to the two of them just arguing with each other viciously over there, Xiao Yu was still laughing secretly, laughing at the fact that the strength of these two people is so small, and the kung fu on hand of the two of them should be very common.

However, when he saw the actions of these two people with his own eyes, Xiao Yu couldn't help but be shocked:

To be honest, up to now, Xiao Yu can't help but admire that the martial arts of these two individuals do have their own merits, and they both have their own merits.

It's like, just now, Hongbo's one-trick oolong probe the sea, a good sword, under the extremely high mental power and extremely fast speed, danced into a circle of black sword light.

The dim sword light crisscrossed between the two of them, like an inky circle of light, and like a rolling sword curtain.

When the sword curtain was twisted towards Deng Weipeng's tall and fat flesh and blood body little by little, there was a sudden burst of wild laughter in his ears!

I couldn't tell how Deng Weipeng made a move, but his large pile of dark clothes suddenly rose into the air, and after a shout, there was a sudden sound of agitated gold and iron in his ears!

Xiao Yu hurriedly raised his eyes, but Deng Weipeng's dark iron steel whip, at this moment, was firmly pressed on Hong Bo's long sword!

This steel whip is on top, and Deng Weipeng, who was born with a tall horse, naturally took advantage of the time and place.

It's just that Hong Bo, who is barely holding up the long sword, is a little struggling!

I saw that he was originally standing up straight, but at this moment, he bowed down, tied his horse steps, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and tried hard to lift the long sword that was suppressed and desperately lifted it up.

After a while, the corners of his forehead were already oozing beads of sweat the size of beans, and his white skin was already red.

Rao is like this, in his hand, it is like holding a thousand catties of giant ding, no matter how hard he tries, he can't shake it in the slightest.

Xiao Yu was on the side, and he saw it very clearly:

Ah, if it goes on like this, this flood, I'm afraid I'm going to lose!

If he loses so quickly, then, wait, when Deng Weipeng faces himself, isn't this arrogance even more rampant?

You can't let him be so happy!