Since his success, Zhao Wansui has few opponents and has always been known as the number one master in China.

Encountering He Bangwei today, he felt that he had really encountered a fierce enemy in his life, full of fighting spirit, coupled with the ridicule of the other party, he was furious in his chest, and tried his best to take He Bangwei.

As soon as the spear was unfurled, the barrel of the spear swept sharply, but the tip of the spear swayed strangely slightly, and Zhao Wansui's eyes were sharp, and he felt that he had entered an unprecedented state.

He suddenly realized in his heart that there would be a breakthrough after this battle!

He Bangwei stood on top of the two footprints he stepped on, facing the enemy with his bare hands.

He hooked his right wrist inward, and his five fingers were stunned and rushed towards the tip of the gun, and then his left fist struck.

Zhao Wansui's left hand holding the tail of the gun was hard again and again, and the barrel of the spear flicked, and the tip of the spear made a "whine" sound, and suddenly crossed the five fingers of He Bangwei's right hand, drawing an arc and stabbing at his shoulder blade.

This thorn is tricky and ruthless, don't think of a second person!

He Bangwei finally moved, and he jumped lightly, but it gave people a sense of contradiction running wildly.

Easily dodging this stab, He Bangwei rushed to the middle of the spear, and his left palm was about to go towards Zhao Wanzai.

One inch long and one inch strong, Zhao Wansui's face was solemn, knowing that he couldn't be approached by this person.

He took a quick step back, the tip of the gun back, still with a sharp "whining" sound.

He retreated, He Bangwei advanced, and the tip of the gun was too late to catch up.

The situation was critical, and all the expressions on Zhao Wansui's face faded, and there was an inappropriate sense of solemnity and nobility in his heart.

"Huh."

There seemed to be a muffled thunder bursting from his tongue, Zhao Wansui was bloodless for a while, the spear swung with one hand, the tip of the spear turned around, the barrel of the gun swept, and slashed at the opponent.

At the right time, the right fist is surging, and the lotus flower under his feet does not retreat but advances.

He Bangwei's face remained unchanged, his right hand pinched at will, grabbed the barrel of the gun, his body shook violently, and he forcibly unloaded the huge force that came, and the clothes on his body fluttered for a while.

Zhao Wansui's fist was even stronger, holding the tip of the spear with his left hand, and his long strength passed through the barrel of the gun, trying to break free of He Bangwei's right hand to grab it.

He Bangwei tightly pinched the barrel of the gun with his right hand, and even though it beat violently in the palm of his hand, he couldn't break free, and then looked directly at Zhao Wansui's fist, and suddenly smiled slightly, and the sword finger in his left hand connected the dots.

In the face of this seemingly light and weak sword finger, Zhao Wansui had already left everything behind in his heart, and his mind was all focused - success or failure depends on this formula!

The fist was mighty and fierce, like thunder.

The right foot kicked out silently.

He Bangwei pinched the barrel of the gun and did not let go, his left finger was still facing a fierce fist, and in the face of Zhao Wansui's almost sneak attack, he made the same choice as the previous Wang Shi - on the top of his knees.

A finger is pointed, and then it seems to be unaffected, and then it jumps up lightly, and then points the wrist.

Zhao Wansui roared angrily, his right arm hung down softly, and his right foot kicked He Bangwei's knee.

"Click!"

Zhao Wansui's body shook violently, and the whole person immediately flew back upside down.

He Bangwei threw the spear in his hand to the ground, made a crisp sound, and then shook his leg casually, not hurt at all.

The same choice, the ending is completely different.

Zhao Wansui lay motionless on the ground, slowed down for nearly a minute before trying to struggle, and just as he was about to stand, he let out another cry of pain and fell to the ground - his right ankle was already broken!

He Bangwei raised his eyebrows, blew at the sword finger in his left hand, and then made a gesture of inserting the gun back to his waist.

Zhao Wansui saw him like a child's play, and his chest was full of anger, and he almost fainted.

Glancing back at Master Wang, who had been supported by everyone on the chair and stopping the bleeding, He Bangwei turned around again and looked at Zheng Sheng, the Wing Chun Grandmaster who came with Zhao Wansui, and Li Changsheng, the Wudang Sword Immortal.

"Come on." He spat out two words, which he hadn't enjoyed yet.

witnessed the scene of the confrontation between He Bangwei and Zhao Wansui throughout the whole process, Zheng Sheng only felt that his scalp was numb, which murderer jumped out of the chaos? Zhao Wanzai was simply completely crushed!

He didn't speak, and looked at Wudang Sword Immortal Li Changsheng beside him, this old gentleman is a figure who became famous a long time ago, according to his own speculation, if he really makes a move, Zhao Wansui may not necessarily win.

Who knew that this old sword immortal first received the long sword behind his back, and then arched his hand to He Bangwei and said, "Amazing." ”

Zhao Wanzai who was lying on the ground and Zheng Sheng on the side were about to spurt out a mouthful of old blood, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that it was powerful, who asked you to say this at this time!

He Bangwei looked at him quietly, and could feel that this person was also a good opponent, so he started the taunting technique again and spit out two words: "Earth dog." ”

The old sword fairy was slippery, as if he hadn't heard this sentence, and a smile actually appeared on his face: "He Shizhu's skill is so high that it is beyond imagination, and the sword finger just now is simply like 'knocking on the chess pieces and falling the lanterns'." It seems that the name of the first grandmaster in China is really well deserved. He picked up He Bangwei.

Hey, a ridicule couldn't be held and didn't work at all, He Bangwei blinked, feeling a little unfinished.

Zhao Wansui, who was lying on the ground, heard that the old sword fairy gently and skillfully gave up his name as the number one in the world, and he held his breath in his chest, and this time he really fainted.

He Bangwei stared at Li Changsheng, seeing that he didn't have the slightest intention of making a move, and he also turned a blind eye to his ridicule, he couldn't help but shake his head slightly, glanced at the long sword he was carrying, and sighed: "Your long sword is good." ”

Wudang Sword Immortal Li Changsheng's face remained unchanged, but a little sweat oozed from his back, and he remembered that He Bangwei had taken the Kunlun Sword after killing Li Kexiu before-this guy wouldn't have a habit of collecting swords!

He coughed lightly, for fear that the monster on the other side would do something, and said, "I have no regrets about seeing you fight with Zhao Wansui this time." The entanglement between Zhao Wansui and Wang Shi was stated before, and today they will solve it. You intervened to come in, can you take over this beam? ”

Zhao Wansui came to capture Wang Shi, and now that He Bangwei has injured him, I am afraid that things like this will still find him in the future.

"Oh? Isn't this guy the most powerful? He Bangwei asked with interest.

Li Changsheng was speechless for a while, Zhao Wansui is indeed the most powerful.

Feeling He Bangwei's gaze, Li Changsheng felt pressured and said, "There is more than one means in the world. He didn't need to say this, but purely out of kindness, he reminded that he didn't want people in the national arts circle to be assassinated by other means, even if this person's current departure was faintly opposed.

At this time, Zhao Wansui, who had fainted, woke up slowly, gritted his teeth and said, "I will take revenge myself." ”

He Bangwei looked over, there was some shallow malice in his eyes, and he said playfully: "You are already abolished." ”

The voice flew lightly to Zhao Wansui's ears, and he secretly investigated it for a while, and he was anxious and angry, and fainted again. (To be continued.) )