"Feng Wuwei? Who are you? Guo Zhenghe shook the chain in his hand, wrapped it around his right arm, and asked in a deep voice.

Of course Feng Wuwei knew it. Now in Bagua City, Yun Chengshu and Lin Ruochen are on the same page, and Feng Wuwei has already become an undying opponent in the eyes of the Yunlong Martial Arts Hall.

The martial artist put down the wine glass in his hand, raised his hand to open a long burden beside him, closed the three iron rods, and held a spear in his hand, tapped the bench with his toes, crossed the table in front of him, and landed steadily. The tip of the gun is pointed at Guo Zhenghe, and the red tassels at the head of the gun are in full bloom, delicate as a flower.

"Feng Wuwei is the third child, Yin Evil Gun, Che Dingyuan!"

With a gun in one hand, Che Dingyuan looked at Guo Zhenghe's gaze, full of disdain.

The Broken Spear Gate has been in decline for many years among the sixty-four gates of Guwu, and there is no place for them in Bagua City at all. Che Dingyuan is talented, but he can only silently polish his martial arts. He didn't want to take refuge in the Yunlong Martial Arts Hall, in his opinion, the martial artist had a unique pride!

Feng Wuwei recruited people, and he came to Bagua City as soon as possible.

That day, Lin Ruochen and Pei Qingzhu fought fiercely in the army, and their demeanor of not retreating made his heart stir.

Fight for the king, fight for your faith!

He resolutely chose this path, perhaps the most difficult. Lin Ruochen said the same sentence when every martial artist joined Feng Wuwei, "Martial artist, stop killing and fighting!" ”

This happened to give Che Dingyuan the most powerful annotation for his persistence. As a martial artist, he is destined to reflect his value in a bloody battle.

"Che Dingyuan? The man who broke the gun? Even if you are Feng Wuwei, you can't control my Cloud Dragon Martial Arts. What's more, what does this kid from the Wind and Fire Gate have to do with you Feng Wuwei? If you want to force a kick, I, Guo Zhenghe, am not easy to mess with! ”

Guo Zhenghe glanced at the iron gun in Che Dingyuan's hand, and was not ready to back down.

No matter who you face, the Cloud Dragon Martial Arts Pavilion represents the power of the inner four gates, and in Bagua City, it is a hegemony that no one can shake. What about Feng Wuwei?

Che Dingyuan took out a small red red flag from his arms, threw it to Fan Huachang, and sneered: "It didn't matter before, but now, he is already our Feng Wuwei's person!" Feng Wuwei Lao Jiu, Wind and Fire Knife, Fan Huachang. Arm Flower, I won't talk nonsense with you, take these corpses with you, or, let's fight, and see if you can pick up a dog's life from my gun! ”

He couldn't hear any emotional fluctuations from Che Dingyuan at all, as if in his eyes, even the Yunlong Martial Arts Pavilion was no different from the gangsters on the street.

The cold glint in Guo Zhenghe's eyes suddenly appeared, this face can't be lost!

If Feng Wuwei's people are driven away like flies, in the future, when the Yunlong Martial Arts Hall is in Bagua City, don't think about raising your head in front of Feng Wuwei.

"The people of the Yunlong Martial Arts Pavilion are just not afraid of fighting! If you want to fight, I'll accompany you! ”

Guo Zhenghe glanced at both sides, since he was going to fight, he couldn't be soft. Now there are more than a dozen martial artists on their side, and they are rushing up to grab this first move. When necessary, even the woman can be held hostage.

There is no reason to lose this battle!

"Lao Jiu, protect Mei Niang, I'll kill them all!"

As soon as Guo Zhenghe's words landed, Che Dingyuan shouted violently, the spear in his hand shook, and the three spear flowers were pulled out and covered Guo Zhenghe!

Attack first without the slightest hesitation.

Guo Zhenghe was also a cultivator, not stunned at all, stepped forward, shook the iron chain in his hand, and wrapped it around Che Dingyuan's big gun. The battle began in an instant!

The sound of Lao Jiu in Fan Huachang's ears made him stunned for a moment, for the first time in twenty years, he felt that he was no longer alone.

The fiery red Lingqi was held in his arms, his two knives were divided, and he slid one step sideways, blocking the road in front of Mei Niang, and Fan Huachang's fighting spirit burned like a flame!

With a big gun, it was impossible to keep all the martial artists on the opposite side, at least five or six martial artists bypassed from both sides and cut to Fan Huachang in the rear, and even one of the martial artists sneered and locked his eyes on Mei Niang who was hiding in the corner.

Mei Niang was completely stunned, what she had experienced in the past 30 years was not as shocking as tonight's night.

First, Fan Huachang took action for her and killed two miscellaneous fish from the Yunlong Martial Arts Pavilion. Immediately afterwards, Hua Arm brought a large group of people to seek revenge, but Fan Huachang broke through in battle, his spirits were flying, and he killed two more generals!

At the last moment, Feng Wuwei's people actually took the trouble to bear, and it seems that Fan Huachang is already Feng Wuwei's people now.

Mei Niang's heart was beating fast, she could hear the pounding heartbeat in her chest, no matter what, with a backer, Brother Fan wouldn't die, right?

The strength of a woman is unimaginable, as long as there is a little hope, it can burst out with amazing strength.

Mei Niang was not frightened at all, stood up, threw the wine bottle in her hand at the martial artist who rushed towards her, and picked up a wine jug from the table again with her backhand!

Although she hasn't practiced martial arts much, she is also a member of the Guwu clan, and now in a chaotic war, even if she can't help anything, she can't be a big burden.

Che Dingyuan's big gun unfolded, blocking more than a dozen people. In this tavern, the tables and chairs are scattered, which is not the most beneficial battlefield for him, but Che Dingyuan's big gun has given up the method of opening and closing, stabbing, picking, collapsing, and smashing, and the gun is like a swimming dragon, and it has sealed the space of nearly five meters!

is the same strength, but when he really did it, Guo Zhenghe found that he was not the opponent of Che Dingyuan in front of him at all.

The big gun is like a poisonous dragon, every shot is stabbed, it has to bring out a terrible scream, if he hadn't retreated in time and let his subordinates behind him go up to fight, I'm afraid he would have been poisoned.

In just these ten seconds, there have been three people who died under Che Dingyuan's big gun, and two were shot in the legs and collapsed on the ground.

Of the six people who bypassed, two were killed by Fan Huachang, and the others were just grappling and had no advantage.

But that Mei Niang was hiding in the distance, and her subordinates kept smashing wine bottles, teapots and other things forward, and the four martial artists were still a little anxious.

There are fewer people to bring, and there are too few masters among them!

After all, this time, Guo Zhenghe only thought it was an ordinary battle, and he didn't make too many preparations. The hero does not suffer the immediate loss, he is already ready to retreat.

"Feng Wuwei? What a majesty! Think that with the name of the new army of the royal family, you can do whatever you want in Bagua City? Let me see who gave you the guts! ”

The voice from the door of the tavern was dry and slightly hoarse, but in Guo Zhenghe's ears, it was like fairy music!

To Zemen, Zegawa!

In the battle for the red, Zechuan did not play, because according to the original agreement, three of the eight seats were won from the inner four doors. Yun Chengshu, Huo Zhang, and Di Zhongshan appeared, and Zechuan didn't even go to the scene of the red battle.

But I never expected that Di Zhongshan missed, and there was one less gold medal seat in the inner four doors, which also led to Lin Ruochen, the big enemy!

As an elite disciple of the Inner Four Sects, Zechuan's martial arts, even compared to Yun Chengshu, are not much worse.

Now that he is here, not only does Guo Zhenghe not need to retreat, but this battle should also be over.

Che Dingyuan frowned, and the spear went out, stopping the attack. The four martial artists who were besieging Fan Huachang in the back also hurriedly retreated and retreated to their camp.

In a scuffle, Guo Zheng and his side left nine corpses before and after, and several people were seriously injured, but nothing was found. Guo Zhenghe's face was quite ugly. Over the years, the Yunlong Martial Arts Pavilion has suffered two losses.

One was the bloody battle in front of the palace, and the other, even now. However, the enemies of the two times are all Feng Wuwei!

Another group of people rushed through the door of the tavern, and the lights were all turned on, and the hall was brightly lit.

The first to sneer while moving forward, a young son, whether in terms of clothing or posture, looks like a powerful son who has been in a high position for a long time, and Guo Zhenghe is a gangster, there is a world of difference.

"I'll give the royal family a face, and only one of you will be spared today, so let's discuss it with the three of you."

Zechuan was domineering, and when he stood forward, even Guo Zhenghe was only half a step behind, giving up the role of the principal.

Among the younger generation of Yunlong Martial Arts Hall, the three masters, Yun Chengshu, Huozhang, and Zechuan. Originally, Zhongshan was also one, but unfortunately died in the hands of Lin Ruochen.

Che Dingyuan smiled, slashed the spear in his hand, drew a ravine on the ground in front of him, and said loudly: "Those who cross this line, cut!" ”

Zechuan was stunned, Che Dingyuan still did not escape, did not retreat, and did not coax in this situation!

Taking a deep breath, Zechuan reached out and took a scimitar from the hand of a martial artist next to him, like a sheep's horn, the knife was sharp, and it flashed with cold light.

Since Feng Wuwei is a bunch of crazy people, there is nothing to say, kill these three people, and see how big a wave he Lin Ruochen can make!

The scimitar wrapped around his wrist, and a blue moon rose in the air, and Zechuan lunged forward, and had already stepped on the line drawn by Che Dingyuan.

"Kill!"

At the moment when Zechuan stepped on that line, Che Dingyuan shouted violently, picked up the big gun, and smashed it down with the sound of the wind!

He knew that Sawakawa's strength was much higher than his own. But he can't retreat, and he doesn't want to retreat, so he can only fight with his own life.

Sawakawa's footwork, among the inner four gates, is outstanding. Rushing in one step, followed by a jumping step, turning in the air to let Che Dingyuan's big gun, twisting his body to go forward, he was already three feet in front of Che Dingyuan!

Pressing down with one arm, leaning against the barrel of the gun, the claw scimitar in his right hand slid against the barrel of the gun.

The tactics used by Zechuan were exactly the same as those used by Lin Ruochen against Zhongshan on the red platform. The difference is that his own strength is even better than Che Dingyuan, and it is even more difficult for Che Dingyuan to break his closer.

Guns are afraid of getting close!

As soon as he grabbed it, Che Dingyuan's marksmanship couldn't be used. But Zechuan forgot, Che Dingyuan was born in the broken gun door!

The ancestors of the Broken Gun Gate were fond of guns, but they were unwilling to sacrifice their close-range attack power, so they painstakingly designed these three broken guns.

It can be said that among all the gunners, Che Dingyuan is the most afraid of hand-to-hand combat!

When Sawakawa leaned on the body of the gun, the center of gravity suddenly lost, and he knew that something was wrong.

Che Dingyuan did not retreat but advanced, with a turn of his wrist, the big gun was broken into three pieces, the head of the gun rushed back, the middle section was wrapped with a claw scimitar, and the half of the hand was like a short stick, and he smashed it with his head!