As soon as Lingbao reported to the house, except for Fang Zhong, Mo Yan and the two behind her all took a few steps back. One person said softly: "This dead bald donkey is not easy to deal with, you wait for the blade to be carried without a blade, quickly escape, I will block it here for a while." After speaking, he untied a piccolo from his waist, he was a person with a little seniority in the eight music, and he was supposed to take care of Mo Yan, and when he saw that the situation was wrong, he let others retreat first. The other person said, "Let's go back to the Invitation Moon Hall and tell the hall master." Mo Yan nodded and said, "Uncle be careful." "Then he will go away.

Lingbao was ready to go, kicked under his feet, pounced, and shouted: "Kill a few of you first." The ring knife flashed with a cold glow and ran to the four of them. In front, in addition to the person who made the flute, it was Fang Zhong holding a bamboo broom in his hand to meet the blade. Lingbao didn't take him seriously at all, the blade swept the flute first, and then split Fang Zhong with the remaining momentum, the momentum was like a rainbow, and he was indomitable. Said to fight, the flute had not yet sounded, and the knife had already reached the body. It makes the flute's hearts chill, it really comes too fast, and it can't be dealt with calmly! The snow practice swept by, and with a click, countless small bamboo branches flew away, eliminating a big bamboo broom stretched out from the side. The sword was blocked by the broom, and the blade was deflected, bringing out a bloody light in the right hand of the messenger. The man snorted, and before he could retreat, Lingbao shouted: "Dare to defeat me!" A punch followed the sword light and slammed into the whistler's chest. A puddle of blood spurted out, and the man threw his flute and flew out, falling into the burning bamboo forest. If he falls into it, he will be burned in flames with the weight of the blow he has received, and he will surely die.

Mo Yan had already taken a few steps back, and suddenly remembered that Fang Zhong was still ahead, he was a guest, and he kindly came to fight the fire but encountered this incident, so he wanted to send his life here, so he wanted to beckon Fang Zhong to flee with him. Before he could shout, he saw Lingbao pounce, it was really a blink of an eye, and Mo Yan saw that the uncle who made the flute was poisoned before he finished his move, and he flew out and was about to fall into the fire pit. At the critical moment, you must not see death without help, Mo Yan skillfully moved, a silver thread flew out of the cuff, wrapped his waist and pulled violently to his side before he landed, but her strength was weak, and she could avoid the fire and fell to the ground with a pop. Mo Yan hurriedly went to inspect, but seeing that his blood-stained chest kept coughing, it was difficult to say a word about playing the flute. Mo Yan said sadly: "Uncle......" The man stared at his eyes and said hurriedly: "Hurry up...... Come on! cough cough ...... "If you talk about the real ability, the person who makes the flute will not even be able to catch the Lingbao move, but he has suffered the loss of the blade, and the hand-to-hand fight is sudden, with a short attack on the long, Fang Zhongheng A broom has solved the misfortune of the sword light, but it is also blocking people's eyes, and this punch and body have not been seen." The man beside Mo Yan picked up the injured old man and said eagerly: "While the little brother can block the moment, let's run." "Turn around and leave, he only said that Mo Yan will definitely follow, who will be in danger of life, don't want it, since you can't help, it's better to go, is it better to stay and kill people."

Mo Yan didn't leave, but looked at Fang Zhong intently.

Lingbao punched one person away, but he was very annoyed. The first knife was as fast as thunder, I thought it would be won, but I didn't expect to be hit by a broom and the blade was crooked, wouldn't it be annoying, so I took advantage of the kung fu of swinging my fist and turning around, and the knife turned around and stabbed violently, without stopping, so that people could not resist, and blood was splashed on the spot! Lingbao thought that if such a handyman carrying a broom could still be spared, he had really learned all his skills in vain! In Fang Zhong's hand, there was only a bamboo handle without a broom head, which seemed to be thick but not very heavy, but like a bamboo slip. The Lingbao knife came very fast, Fang Zhong wanted to dance the bamboo slip to resist, but he was overwhelmed, seeing the tip of the knife flashing and stabbing at him, Fang Zhong pushed the headless broom forward, and with a bang, the knife was like a broken bamboo, piercing into the bamboo handle, and countless bamboo strips were split along the blade from both sides. Lingbao only felt that the tip of the knife suddenly froze, and the castration slowed down, as if he was caught by a huge force, and he couldn't help but be stunned: This kid's cultivation is not low! Hurriedly flipped his wrist and stirred the knife, and the bound bamboo handle turned into countless bamboo strips and was torn apart.

Seeing that the other party had nothing to stop, Lingbao shouted: "You are not dead yet!" The third knife was swung. This knife was full of strength, and it was not a straight stab just now, and under the oblique split, there were thousands of bamboo poles blocking the front and it was useless. But before the knife was gone, in the midst of the bamboo shadows, a little cold light came to the door! It is said that it is cold light, but it is better to say that it is bamboo light, just because it is a bamboo strip that pierces it. The Lingbao knife was outside, and he hurriedly grabbed it with his hands, but because he came too quickly, he was a little embarrassed to parry. Lingbao was surprised and secretly rejoiced, fortunately it was a bamboo strip, if it was a sword, wouldn't it be bad for him, even if he didn't die, I am afraid that he would have to learn from some heroes to break his wrist. Bamboo strips are bamboo strips, what can I resist?

The bamboo strip is really a bamboo strip, but there is a charm attached to it. Lightning Spell! Fang Zhong's only spell that could be placed in the palm of his hand in an instant. In the past, when he injured Lu Wenfu, he had to paste a rune paper, but now it is released in an instant, and the sword moves of the dragon traveling all over the world are ingenious, and Lingbao was not prepared for a while, and it really caught the way.

Lingbao was quite happy when he grasped the bamboo strip, but his smiling face was not revealed, and a sour numbness came violently from his hand, and the lightning strike in that moment almost made the hair stand up, and the strength of his body almost collapsed. Frightened, he hurriedly let go, and the bamboo strip was on top, poof! A hard stab in the head. It's a pity that the bamboo strip is too tough, and Lingbao's brain is too hard to penetrate, leaving only a blood hole that is not deep. Lingbao roared wildly, the ring knife danced and flew over, and he didn't dare to attack rashly, there was only one thought in his heart: this kid pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger!

Fang Zhongning was calm, and as soon as the bamboo strip in his hand was collected, an awe-inspiring aura surged out, and a clear-eyed person knew that there was a powerful move when he saw it. Lingbao is undecided, and when he sees this situation, he is even more guarded. I saw Fang Zhong's figure flicker, the firelight flashed, and he rushed forward! Lingbao saw him so calmly, thinking that there was some powerful trick to send out, but he didn't realize anything, he couldn't help but feel weak, and shouted: "Where is the spiritual wisdom!" Then he had to call for help. Lingbao was stunned and put away the knife, and touched himself first, really afraid that the kid would do something on himself without a trace. The wind swept up, and Lingzhi came to Lingbao with his hands open. Lingbao was slightly relieved, and suddenly heard a groan behind him, and hurriedly turned his head, only to see Fang Zhong pick up and leave Jin Yu and wanted to escape. It turned out that Li Jinyu was pinched by Lingbao and flashed his waist and hips, and his hands and feet were pinched by Lingzhi, and it was inconvenient to run, Fang Zhong wanted to pull her up, and when Jin Yu was at the critical moment of his life, he couldn't think of the difference between men and women, but when he saw Fang Zhong, he remembered the embarrassing words, and when he saw him pulling, he blushed for no reason, pushed hard, and almost fell, but he knew the pain and called out.

Lingbao sneered: "I thought there was something powerful to make a move, but it turned out to be a way to escape." This master is humiliated this time, and he must let your kid be torn apart, and sacrifice your flesh and blood to the Five Organs Mansion. Thinking of the big words he made at the beginning, he wanted to pick Invite Yuetang by himself, but he couldn't even take down such a broom-carrying kid, he was really ashamed and angry, and the other party hated it to the bone marrow. I also think that these people are going to die anyway, what is the difference between dying in their own hands or in the hands of spiritual wisdom, will the dead still go out and say that my spiritual treasure is so majestic because of the ability of my junior brother? If it weren't for my care, if he wasn't a waste, of course his credit would be on my head. Thinking of this, Lingbao turned over and stood on Lingzhi's shoulder.