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Laowu is located in the deep mountains and old forests in the northeast of Qucheng, which is actually a small village that has no quarrel with the world. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The village is not big, but there are more than 100 families, but it is very strange that there are few surnames.

The old dock with high mountains and dangerous roads has been silent in the dead corner of the world for hundreds of years, and has no choice but to become famous overnight 30 years ago, and has been famous in China since then.

Lao Wu took out a gun and a man.

The unequaled dragon spear in the hands of the dragon king and the god of war under his command are a thousand and a half.

Originally, just one shot from this person and the deterrence of the Dragon King were enough to shelter Lao Wu for a hundred years.

However, twelve years ago, the Dragon King died, the God of War disappeared, and ten or two years later, the Wushuang Dragon Gun was lost, and Lao Wu's status became more and more embarrassing and delicate year by year.

By now, some of the ghostly ghosts had stretched out their shadowy tentacles and began to become restless.

And Yu Changcheng and Yu Zheng, who broke away from the group of Lao Wu, became the most suitable prey.

"I don't know the times!"

The rough-voiced man with a gloomy expression in the shadows said coldly, and then looked at the other two with hidden eyes.

The two of them comprehended, and their feet moved instantly, quickly approaching.

Almost as soon as the encirclement of the three began to shrink, Yu Zheng reacted.

His right foot, which had retreated slightly, kicked forward sharply, bringing up a sand and mud that blurred the vision of the rough-voiced man.

The rough-voiced man who suddenly lost his target paused, then frowned and carefully watched the movements around him.

"Huh!"

The wind suddenly rose, and a small shadow appeared in front of him, crushing it with a powerful explosion.

The rough-voiced man was startled, and then turned sideways to avoid it.

"Boom!"

Yu Zai stepped down, and with a loud noise, he actually stepped directly into a hole in the rough man's original land.

Due to the latter's retreat, Yu Zai successfully broke away from the encirclement of the three people, his body did not stop, and he retreated while changing his posture, instantly opening up the distance of about one meter, and then stopped retreating and confronted the three of them far away.

The rough-voiced man stood in the middle of the other two, his eyes constantly looking at Yu Zai not far away, sharp and cold.

"Speaking of which, after so many interactions, I haven't really figured out your bottom yet, so this time it should be okay, right? What is the secret of Lao Wu? Thirty years ago, there was a god of war, and the dragon king even got the peerless dragon spear from there, and even you are extraordinary, does this mean that your father Yu Changcheng's combat power is also hidden? ”

He guessed softly in a deep voice, and there was a trace of jealousy and doubt in his eyes.

Lao Wu is heavy on martial arts, this is a well-known thing.

But in the thirty years since the God of War was born, there has not been another figure whose force is so strong that it shocks the world.

It stands to reason that it has been twelve years since the death of the Dragon King and the disappearance of the God of War, and having lost all shelter, the weak Lao Wu should have been torn apart by the greedy wolves, but until now, although the old Wu seems to be crumbling, it is actually still intact.

So why has Lao Wu been able to survive until now?

What is the secret that makes the world greedy and fearful?

"I've said it all, I don't know."

The expression on Yu Zai's face was very calm, his eyes were very calm, and he replied without a trace of waves.

"It's okay if you don't say it now, when we bring you back, someone will naturally make you obedient."

The rough mulberry man's eyes narrowed, and he said in a dark manner.

As soon as he finished speaking, his knees bent slightly, and then burst out.

Yu Zheng had already taken precautions, calmly took a step back, and then turned his body fiercely, threw out with one kick, and used the power brought by the rapid rotation to infinitely increase the power of the roundhouse kick.

The rough mulberry man's body swept in, and he stepped heavily under his feet, looking at the roundabout kick of Yu Zai, who was close at hand, he quickly bowed down to dodge, and then punched out.

"Smack!"

Yu Zai's roundhouse kick was empty, but he didn't change his move, but twisted his body more and more, exchanged his legs, and pulled out a crisp breathless sound, and the second roundhouse kick swept to.

The fists and feet collided, and the rough-voiced man's wrists were strained, and he suddenly became numb.

"Huh!"

Yu Zai had just taken advantage of some small advantages, and two fist winds quickly struck on both sides of his side.

The three of them once again formed a semi-encirclement, tacitly attacking all over the place.

Yu Zai's brows furrowed tightly, and he could only retreat helplessly when he saw the attacks that he couldn't block, trying to distance himself.

However, the three who followed him took advantage of the numerical advantage to seal the rest of the directions, calculated the direction of his retreat, and quickly approached without thinking.

"Bang Bang..."

The sound of fists and kicks clashing sounded one after another, and it was particularly loud in the deep woods.

Yu Zai was one against three, although he had not yet had an obvious advantage, but his body was faintly suppressed.

The essence of the battle is actually momentum.

The three rough-voiced men cooperated tacitly, and they kept controlling their movements, deliberately narrowing the scope of Yu Zao's activities, making him tired of defense.

Although the latter is extraordinary, he actually doesn't have much actual combat experience, and he has the heart to break through but doesn't know where to start.

The result of the trade-off in momentum is an increase in mistakes in battle.

Yu Zheng perfectly resisted all the attacks in front of the three of them, but he showed his decline after grabbing the sinister waist of the rough-voiced man.

"Shhhh

Another hand knife swept in, quickly brushing the waist of Yu Zai, who was engrossed in the attack from the other side, and as the shirt made of exquisite materials tore a big hole, a trace of blood was revealed.

Yu Zai's face turned pale, a trace of stiffness flashed in his eyes, he reached out to attack from both sides, and then kicked the rough man in front of him in the lower abdomen.

"Bang!"

His hard kick was blocked by the arms of the rough-voiced man, and then he took the opportunity to pull away some distance with the force that fed back.

It's a pity that Yu Zheng had just taken two breaths, and the rough-throated man pressed up without stopping, smashing him into the chest with a hard punch.

Yu Zheng retreated again, but found that a camphor tree behind him blocked the way of retreat, and a figure attacked on both sides.

His face was pale and panting, his tongue licked his chapped lips, the muscles of his whole body were tense, and his eyes were bright and cold.

The rough-voiced man looked at Yu Zai, who had no power to resist, and the corners of his stubble mouth lifted coldly, turned his fist into a claw, and buckled it fiercely on the latter's left shoulder.

The other two also slapped their palms heavily on the back of Yu's neck and shoulders, trying to make him no longer have the strength to struggle.

Crisis frontline.

"Click..."

At this moment, a crisp sound of branches breaking suddenly sounded from the shade of a tree not far away.

"Who!"

The rough-voiced man turned his head sharply to look at the place where the voice came from, his expressionless face full of vigilance, and his muscles tensed.

Yu Zai was slightly stunned, and then subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the three people who surrounded him in the center, his eyes narrowed shallowly.

A gust of wind blew, bringing with it the rustling of leaves.

After about three seconds of no response, the rough-voiced man frowned, then glanced at his two companions, and moved slightly.

"Don't move."

Almost when the nerves in his legs were just trying to control the movement of the muscles, the voice sounded softly, without the slightest smell of fireworks, but there was some dislike, like the annoyance of a person who was thinking about a problem when he was disturbed.

The rough-voiced man was instinctively startled, and then looked around again for a moment, his eyes suspicious.

"Who is Your Excellency? Don't play tricks. ”

"You just... It seems that the dragon king and the god of war are mentioned? You said... The Peerless Dragon Gun comes from the old dock? The god of war came out of the old dock? Old dock... What the hell is this place? ”

Wu Que did not answer the rough man's question, and slowly walked out of the shadows step by step.

There was a hint of sharpness on his handsome face, and his narrow eyebrows and eyes were cloudy, as if a storm was brewing.

"Teacher Wu Que!"

Yu Zai couldn't help but be startled when he saw Wu Que who appeared, and exclaimed in surprise.

And Wu Que turned a deaf ear to his accident, his eyes stared directly at the eyes in the shadow of the thick-voiced man's cap, with a serious expression.

The rough-voiced man glanced at Yu Zheng, who was full of surprise, and then slowly looked at Wu Que, with many warnings and questions flashing in his heart.

The overly young man in front of him was dressed ordinarily, like an ordinary college student, but just now he asked about the two sensitive characters of the Dragon King and the God of War, and he seemed to know something.

Can someone who can understand the level of the Dragon King and the God of War be an ordinary teacher?

At least he didn't believe it.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

The rough-voiced man asked in a kind tone.

He knew very well what his mission was, and he didn't want to have more twists and turns.

"Answer me."

Wu Que frowned displeased and asked again, a touch of impatience gradually rising in his eyes.

The rough-voiced man's breath stagnated, and his face turned a little pale.

He mentioned those two characters before in order to stimulate and shake Yu Zheng's psychological defense, because the reason why the latter has not been able to sleep at night for nearly twenty years is closely related to the secret of Lao Wu, in other words, it is related to the Dragon King and the God of War.

So even if no one in Lao Wu's younger generation has heard of the deeds of the Dragon King and the God of War, Yu Zheng should at least know about it.

So, how did the young man in front of him, who was the same age as Yu Jie, know those two characters?

You must know that the dragon king and the god of war are almost one of the big secrets that many people in this world know by heart.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

The rough-voiced man's eyes flashed with a treacherous brilliance, and he replied expressionlessly.

Wu Que narrowed his eyes, and a trace of anger obviously rose in his black and white eyes.

"Then you get out of the way, I'll ask him."

He said flatly, his fingers lightly tapped Yu Zheng, whose breathing returned to stability, and his eyes were domineering.

The three rough-voiced men were silent and straightened their chests, without the slightest intention of moving.

"Don't let you?"

Wu Que smiled slightly, his clear pupils fluttered slightly, and his anger surged.

"I don't know how to lift!"

As his cold words fell, a violent wind suddenly rose, rolling up some fallen leaves, and they were all raised and arrogant.

The rough-voiced man was startled, and was shocked to find that the young man who was standing carelessly not far away a second ago disappeared in an instant as if he had melted into the wind.

"Phew..."

The wind increased suddenly, and the surrounding bushes shook a little inwardly, and the shadows reflected on the ground spread their teeth and claws like living creatures.

And there seems to be a hint of coolness in the air, shallow and faint.

But it made everyone feel a thrill.

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