When Xiao Nan was approaching the peak, he ran the breathing technique, tried his best to restrain his breath, and took Luo Lan to hide behind a snowdrift.

This scene fell in the eyes of Di Jackal, who was lurking in the dark.

"Hmph, this guy is really making trouble!" Although Di Jackal couldn't figure out what was going on, it didn't prevent him from developing rich reasoning and associations.

When the two of them were thinking about each other, the battle on the summit suddenly separated, and the stone statue of Ma Wangye was knocked back by Wang Qian's punch and fell to sit down.

"What else do you have to do, just come!" Wang Qian suddenly smiled, "If you don't come, you should do it!"

"What a hunting leader, the dignified war witch even plays tricks!"

Monkey Si'er's face was ugly, and he immediately saw that the other party deliberately pretended to be fighting with Ma Wangye, but in fact he was secretly pranayama to recover.

"This seat has already said that in this world, the weak eat the strong, the winner is king, no one will have mercy when he dies, and only when he is alive can he write the rules!"

Wang Qian looked at him with disdain.

"Now that the Fire Feather Tribe has been wiped out, you shouldn't have reappeared. Let it go away!"

He suddenly jumped out and went straight to the door of the monkey four.

Monkey Si'er reached out and drew a soft spear from his waist, swinging his attack away. The spear turned, like lightning and light, and stabbed Wang Zhen in the eyes.

"Break it for me, Tiger Strength!"

Wang Qian avoided the spear, shook his fist suddenly, his arms and muscles moved, and his fist smashed on the body of the gun, and layers of dark energy poured into it fiercely.

This is the fatal blow that he has been holding up for a long time!

Monkey Si'er shook the tip of the spear and struck another blow carelessly. The body of the gun shakes, the dark light flows, and the slightest white gas is discharged, which is a manifestation of the essence of the dark energy!

Wang Qian was stunned and caught off guard, not expecting that his full force would not make any contribution at all.

The layers of dark energy of the tiger did not pour into the opponent's body along the body of the gun!

This stunned look is the balance point of victory and defeat.

"Boom!"

The gun goes into the shoulder blade, and the blood splatters!

If it weren't for Wang Qian's instinct accumulated over the years and moving away from the key point at the critical moment, I'm afraid this shot would have pierced through the heart.

Monkey Si'er returned the gun and advanced again, and the body of the gun was heavily pumped into Wang Qian's chest and abdomen, knocking him so that he vomited blood and flew back.

"Ahem...... Good gun, good gun!"

Wang Qian fell into the snow, looked at the soft gun and praised it, praising the gun as a good gun, but not praising its marksmanship.

"Wang Qian, the name of this gun is called Dianxing, it is a four-grade witch weapon, and it has the ability to move forward. It's just a little dark, and you can't get into it at all. ”

Monkey Si'er stretched out his hand to spread out the dark silver soft gun.

"Wang's tiger strength is in the name of dark energy, and it is powerful and detached from the south, and no one knows. That's it, I'm going to take it out and deal with your weapon!"

Wang Qian's eyes flashed with fierce light, but his face was still fearless, he coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, and said with a smile: "Very good, the descendants of the Fire Feather Tribe, this seat is now interest......ed! What's your name?"

"Hehe, my name, Disi. Monkey Si'er raised his gun, and the spear pointed at Wang Zhen's eyebrows.

The wind is rolling in the clouds, the snow is falling and the people are cold, and the killing intent is full of mountains.

"You're wrong, I'm interested in your secret. But the hatred of exterminating the clan is not shared. Today is your time of death!" said the Emperor slowly.

Wang Qian sealed the bleeding position, stood up at the waist, and the tiger bone belt shone in the snow.

"You can't kill this seat. ”

He said calmly, as if he was saying a fact, with inexplicable confidence.

"Hmph!" Emperor Si snorted coldly, stabbed out a shot, and said: "No one will have mercy when you die, and you can only write the rules when you are alive!"

He returned the word.

The spear was as fast as lightning, piercing the eyebrows. The fierce light in Wang Qian's eyes skyrocketed, but he did not dodge or dodge.

A sword aura suddenly burst out from the ground and slammed into the star spear. The body of the gun was crooked, and it passed through Wang Zhen's hair.

"Boom, boom—"

Gravel and snow mixed with knife qi shot out continuously, blocking the emperor's body, instantly cutting most of his clothes in half, and scratching out the blood marks.

"Young master!" The woman in red, who had been watching from the sidelines, finally made a move, and hurriedly poked out a red ribbon, piercing into the storm of rocks and rolling around the emperor who was in danger.

The emperor seized the opportunity to dance the star spear into a curtain, swinging away the heavy gravel, ice and snow, and with the pull of the ribbon, he got out and retreated.

The rocks dispersed, revealing a figure sitting quietly in the pit at the top of the peak, with a life-tall purple broadsword standing beside him.

The man was a burly man, with ice and snow on his eyebrows. As he slowly opened his eyes, the snowflakes on his face fell one by one,

"Purple Knife, Wang Man!"

The eyes of Di Si, Di Jackal, and Xiao Nan shrank at the same time, revealing a solemn look.

Purple Knife Wang Man, once known as the sword of the Nanli tribe with the drunken man Xiao Jiu, is the top master of the Wang clan second only to Wang Qian!

"Seal the knife deep in the mountains, sit dry for three days, and finally get something today. Wang Man stood up with his knife and said to Wang Qian, "Big brother, I'm not late, am I?"

Everyone gasped, Wang Man actually buried himself in the ground of the Snow Peak, just to sit quietly and realize the knife.

"It's not too late, it's just right. Wang Qian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took out the medicine bottle from his arms, and chewed two pills.

"Second brother, with you, the eldest brother is relieved. With that, he sat down and closed his eyes to breathe.

Wang doesn't know who is right and who is wrong, and he only walks the world with a knife. Since you want to fight, then let's do it!" Wang Man raised his eyes and looked at the emperor.

"Young master, we ......" The woman in red grabbed the sleeve of the emperor's coat and looked worried.

"Lingxiang, don't panic, it's not time to retreat yet. Di Si's tone was calm, and he was not surprised, "There are many people in the world who want to kill Wang Qian, but we are not the only ones. ”

He suddenly faced out of the mountain and said loudly: "Friends hiding in the shadows, you can come out!"

Di Jackal and Xiao Nan both panicked at the same time, oops, they were discovered!

"Hahaha, take me an arrow. Just when the two of them were panicking, a white feather arrow suddenly flew and went straight to Wang Man's heart.

Wang Man stared at it, and there was only a shadow of an arrow in his eyes, as if there was only one arrow in the world.

The arrow was too fast, too quiet, too bland, but with a momentum that could not be dodged or defeated.

Archery is also like a sword, with the realm of arrow moves, arrow theory, and arrow momentum. This person, this arrow, is the momentum of the arrow.

Wang Man suddenly flipped the purple knife, and the strong knife qi cut through the arrow, and the knife surface slammed into the tip of the arrow, and it was divided with one touch.

The person who came finally revealed his face, it was a middle-aged man in gray riding a snow-white giant eagle, flying from the other side of the mountain, circling around everyone.

"Nine arrows in a row, broken feather arrows, Ye Feng. Wang Qian opened his eyes, his face was solemn, and he stared at the comer.

"I often hear that Ye Feng is the first arrow under Ye Sanye, and when I saw it today, it was really extraordinary!"

Ye Feng held a bow and arrow, sat firmly on the back of the eagle, and said with a smile: "Commander Wang has praised it! You and I have been fighting openly and secretly in the Nanli tribe for many years, and the competition has become more and more serious recently, and Ye has no choice but to make this decision. ”

"It is said that Ye Sanye is strategizing and scheming, and he admires it. Wang Qian's eyes flashed fiercely, and his fists were quietly clenched.

Xiao Nan raised his eyes and looked at it for a moment, as if he had an understanding.

"I'm afraid, the person who took the commission of No. 307 and hunted down Wang Qian of the Nanli tribe is him!"