Wu Huo didn't look back, but his eyes were slightly warm as if he saw Wen Sheng nodding, and then he looked at the two people opposite and smiled, but this smile was cold and cruel. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"The young palace master of the Heavenly Dome Palace is really not a fool, it's just that what I said just now is from the bottom of my heart, since you left, my heart has never stopped thinking about you." Bloody and lonely.

It's just that Wu Huo looked at her coldly, and the mockery in his eyes was even better.

A look of anger flashed in his bloody eyes, and he was about to continue speaking, when the burly man rubbed his fists and said, "How can there be so much to say, it's a big deal to beat this kid and throw him on your bed!" ”

As he spoke, the big man took out three steel rods the thickness of a baby's fist from his waist, and shook them vigorously to form a one-man tall steel rod.

"Boy, Lao Tzu is not comparable to the group of rubbish just now, although your sword is good, but my stick is not bad, look at the move!"

The burly man danced with a baby fist, the thick and heavy steel rod was as light as nothing, and the grass and trees everywhere the steel rod went were pressed to the ground, so it was not scary, and suddenly the big man jumped up, holding the steel rod and smashing it towards Wu Hui's head like a force splitting Huashan.

Wu Hui's face was solemn, the long sword was held in his hand, his body bent back half a step, and suddenly bounced upward, and the sword light collided with the burly man between the streams.

"Bang"

A strong hurricane roared in all directions from the place where the two collided, and Wen Sheng couldn't help but squint his eyes, but his eyes were still intently looking at the two people.

The two figures quickly retreated, Wu Huo's feet had just touched the ground, his body shook, the long sword in his hand was turning, and he slashed at the burly man who had not yet stood firm.

The big man took two steps back, his hands were numb, he didn't expect that he was slightly inferior in strength, a gust of wind blew, the burly man opened his eyes, looked at Wu Huo who was close in front of him, he was shocked, the steel rod swept forward, and the dust on the ground flew up, all of which rushed towards him.

Wu Huo closed his eyes and let the sand and dust hit his face, and the speed of the long sword in his hand remained unchanged, slashing straight forward, just as a meteor would not change its trajectory due to clouds and mist.

The burly man looked at him and closed his eyes and smiled coldly, and the steel rod quietly changed direction and smashed it against his chest.

As if his eyes were open, he grabbed the end of the steel rod with one hand so that it could not take a step forward, and the long sword slashed forward without hesitation.

The burly man was startled, let go of the steel rod, and retreated sharply to avoid the long sword hanging above his head.

"Boom"

There was a sword mark about three feet deep on the ground where the big man was just now.

"By throwing away a weapon in battle, you are giving yourself a death sentence." Wu Huo threw the steel rod in his hand into the distance and said disdainfully. The most despicable thing about him is that as a martial artist, he abandons his personal weapon.

And in the distance, the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked into a smile, and he didn't seem to care about the disadvantages of his companions.

"Buzz"

Two cold rays flashed in front of his eyes, Wu Huo was slightly surprised, the long sword was cold under the horizontal bar, and after a closer look, the burly man actually had a pair of tiger head hooks tied to his arms, and the sharp hook blade wrapped the long sword like a sickle, and the demonic color shone on the hook blade, and the poison was quenched on it!

The burly man looked at Wu Huo and sneered: "If you can let me use the tiger head hook, you can be regarded as capable!" ”

"If you change your weapon, you can think that you have the victory in your hand, the ninth killer of the golden carving, and the double hook Meng Slash is nothing more than that!" Wu Huo said, the long sword in his hand shook, breaking free of the hook blade, he stood with his hand in his hand, and the other hand held the long sword obliquely and pointed to the ground.

Just as Wen Sheng was watching the wonderful, a red silk broke through the air, strong and flexible, pointing directly at her location.

Wen Sheng suddenly bent down and watched the red silk shoot over her head, and she slapped the red silk with one palm, knocking it into the air.

Standing up, Wen Sheng looked coldly at the blood not far away, raised the long sword in his hand, and pointed it at her, with a chill in his eyes.

"Little sister, don't look at it, come and play with my sister, although I don't know why Meng Zhi asked me to capture you alive, then my sister has to be gentle." Bloody licked his lips and smiled wickedly.

As she spoke, several red silks burst out around her body, all of which hit Wen Sheng.

"Call me sister? You need to have this qualification too! ”

If Gu Changqing is here, I'm afraid that he has already taken action to get rid of this person, and the people of our Gu family can also take advantage of your words casually?

Wen Sheng held a long sword, stepped on the dragon trail in the gap of the red silk, and the Fei family's swordsmanship was used in her hands.

The long sword was split on the red silk, as if it was split on a ball of cotton, and the reaction force ejected the long sword for a few points, Wen Sheng's eyes narrowed, and the internal force was blessed on the long sword, and the red silk, which was originally difficult to split, instantly appeared a huge gap at this moment.

With a shake of her right hand, a piece of red silk was wrapped around the long sword, and with a shock of internal force, the red silk turned into countless fragments and flew in the air.

Bloody looked at her in disbelief, and in another moment, her other red silk was stirred into pieces, her own red silk is notoriously flexible and difficult to break, and it is necessary to break it with brute force Unless the internal force is deep enough, is it possible for this little girl to have deep internal force far beyond us?

Thinking of this, she didn't believe it herself, but she no longer tried it in her hand, she grabbed a piece of red silk in her hand, rolled up a long sword on the ground and stabbed Wen Sheng.

Although the long silk sword is not as convenient and flexible as her own hand, but the blood is a special case, she controls the red silk is extremely flexible, strong and powerful, and also exerts the elegant and changeable movement trajectory of the red silk, making the long sword extraordinary.

Wen Sheng picked up the long sword that fell vertically from above, and at this time, several ordinary red silk condensed into a strand and quickly bounced from the front.

Her face was solemn, and she stepped forward with her right foot, but instead met it, and the long sword in her hand stirred at the red silk.

I didn't want the red silk twisted into many strands to be extremely flexible, and it was difficult to break it for a while, but the right hand that was shocked by the huge force almost let go of the long sword.

Red Silk broke through the long sword and struck at Wen Sheng's chest, she took three steps back, and a trail of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

Wu Huo stepped on the dragon tracks, and his figure came to the burly man's side like a flutter, and he slashed his backhand sword on the right arm of the burly man who was caught off guard, and a string of blood beads fell down.

At this time, seeing Wen Sheng's injury, his face was as dark as a deep pool, and he was about to go to the bloody side to let her taste the sword in his hand.

"Brother Wu, you don't have to come over, this woman's life, I'm Wen Sheng!"

Wen Sheng wiped the blood from his mouth, and said with an unusually calm eye.

Looking at the burly man who was annoyed and angry, and the tiger head hook burst across his chest, Wu Huo said: "You be careful, if you are not defeated, remember that your big brother Wu is here." ”

Wen Sheng mobilized the internal strength of his body and said with a loud smile: "I remember, but when Brother Wu is tired, I must also remember that Wen Sheng is also here." ”

Bath Blood smiled coldly, and manipulated the red silk like two flexible red pythons to twist towards Wen Sheng.

"When you die, you dare to spit out wild words, little sister, sister, this will make you speechless!" Bloody sneered, she waved her right hand, and the direction of the red silk turned again.

Looking at the long sword that was about to hit her forehead at a high speed, Wen Sheng leaned back, and the long sword shot past her.

Bloody snorted, her arm shook, and the red silk kicked hard, and the long sword instantly reflected, pointing directly at her heart.