At this time, the little brother who had just picked up Su Junbao had just arrived.

His figure paused, but the Mo knife in his hand did not stop, and with a whin, he slashed down towards Fu Qiang.

Fu Qiang raised his leg and took a step to the side gently, and the cold blade brushed the bridge of his nose and fell. He even felt the chill on the tip of his nose from the smell of strong metal.

But Fu Qiang's nerves, but like steel cast iron, his expression did not change at all, he stretched out the two fingers of his left hand, like a crane's beak gently poked out, pinched the back of the knife, and smashed the throat of the little brother in an arc with his right fist.

But at this moment, the little brother's body was pulled aside by a strong force. Fu Qiang also quickly retracted his hand, and a cold knife light slid past his hand, bringing out a cut that was neither deep nor shallow.

Then the sword light rose again, straight to his chest!

Fu Qiang's eyes narrowed instantly, his feet quickly retreated, and his body was like a willow branch blown by the wind, constantly swaying and dodging.

It was Su Junbao who rescued the little brother and attacked Fu Qiang.

Seeing his brother, he was killed by Fu Qiang in a blink of an eye, and Su Junbao was furious, and his blood was infused with blood!

He took turns with the Mo knife, and according to Fu Qiang, he slashed wildly, and he couldn't wait to split him into eight halves with one knife. The mouth kept making strange noises, looking terrifying, like a mad tiger!

Even if it is strong with Fu Qiang, he has to avoid its sharpness for the time being!

At this time, Fu Qiang was like a boat struggling in the storm, constantly rising and falling in the sword light. It seems that he may be overwhelmed by the sword light at any time, but whenever the sword light passes, he will always appear tenaciously.

The younger brothers on both sides also wanted to come over to support their bosses and stop each other at the same time, and as a result, the fierceness of the fight escalated again!

Su Junbao slashed for a while, and couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart.

I have to say that Fu Qiang's skills are beyond his imagination. This person is at least at the level of his eldest brother Wei Maniac. Under the light of his knife, although he was a little hurried, he didn't panic and dodged one by one, and even punched him with a cold shot, but his forehead was also swept by Su Junbao's blade.

A touch of Yin Hong, and a few broken hairs, gently appeared with the wind.

Su Junbao wanted to attack again, and the distance between the two sides had been widened.

"Judge?" Fu Qiang stretched out his hand, lightly tapped it on his forehead, rubbed the faint red, and a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "If you are only a little skillful, you will stay tonight!" ”

Although there is a strong hemostatic dispersion, Su Junbao still has a few penetrating injuries on his shoulders and legs, but he still begins to bubble in the blood, not to mention fighting, but if he continues to bleed like this, it won't take half an hour for him to become a member of the glorious battle.

However, he still grinned indifferently: "With so many people from your Heavenly Wolf Society, and a hall master, Lao Tzu is dead, and he is not lonely!" ”

Fu Qiang's eyes narrowed slightly: "I have long heard that there are dragons and two tigers in the crazy word camp, and when I saw it today, it really deserved its reputation!" In fact, there is no deep hatred between us, and we don't necessarily have to separate life and death! I have always respected the prestige of the Mad Word Battalion, and I don't want so many good brothers to be ruined in my hands. Why don't we turn hostility into friendship and join hands to do something together, how about it? ”

Su Junbao stuck out his tongue, Tiantian's chapped lips, his eyes were staring at Fu Qiang tightly, and he turned a deaf ear to the shouts and killings around him: "This is great!" If you are willing to join the Heavens, on behalf of our boss, I assure you that the position of the Lord of the Heavens is reserved for you! ”

Rao is Fu Qiang's indifference and toughness, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but laugh angrily: "Right now, the defeat of the crazy word camp has been decided, and the death of the sky is not far away!" I'm just trying to keep you alive, and it looks like you don't want to go! ”

"Hehehe, if I leave, won't I let you down?" Su Junbao took it out of his pocket to stop the bleeding and sprinkled it twice on the wound. Now, what he has to do is to use all means to make himself hold on a little longer. Then, he looked at Fu Qiang and said, "I don't have anything else to judge, only this good head, waiting to drink the knife and be bloodthirsty." Husband, death is death, why be afraid? ”

As he spoke, he kicked his legs violently and rushed up fiercely.

"The hall master takes the knife!" A younger brother of Song Wutang threw the war knife in his hand over, Fu Qiang caught it casually, and when he flirted with him, he stabbed Su Junbao again!

"Since you are looking for death, I will fulfill you!" Fu Qiang spoke indifferently, but in his hand, he slashed out four or five knives one after another!

Su Junbao laughed while parrying: "You are right, Lao Tzu just likes to die, so he enters the Tao." It's a pity, I haven't died for so many years, and the person who wants me to die can't even find a fucking bone! ”

Fu Qiang was obviously angry, and he no longer talked nonsense, and only killed Su Junbao with the ability to parry, and he had no power to fight back.

However, this Su Junbao was still unwilling to let go of his verbal cheapness, and while panting and dodging, he scolded with a smile: "This time, I'm afraid that you, a filial son and grandson, can't let you get your wish!" ”

"Really?" Fu Qiang smiled indifferently, suddenly stepped forward, and slashed at Su Junbao with a brush!

Su Junbao made a move with his hand, but he didn't want to block the air.

Not good!

He let out a cold cry in his heart, and was about to dodge sideways, when a sharp pain suddenly came from his left arm. His arm was actually cut off by Fu Qiang's knife. Blood arrows, shot at his wounds!

Fu Qiang stepped forward, and the steel knife in his hand turned into a bleak white lightning bolt and wiped it towards his throat!

Hemp, big brother, this time Lao Tzu may have to go first!

Su Junbao closed his eyes in despair, but at this moment, the sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded as if the air was burning, Su Junbao opened his eyes violently, and saw a pitch-black war knife, like a death blade that rushed out of the Netherworld, with a suffocating murderous aura, indifferent and tyrannical appeared behind Fu Qiang!

Fu Qiang only felt as if he was being targeted by an angry dinosaur, and the huge pressure seemed to freeze the surrounding air in an instant, squeezing his breathing heavily, making him almost breathless!

This knife is menacing and murderous!

Now Fu Qiang, if he insists on killing Su Junbao, even if he can avoid the vital point, under this knife, I am afraid that he will be seriously injured and lose the strength to fight again!

Of course, Fu Qiang would not exchange his life and death for Su Junbao's life!

Before he had time to turn around, his right hand was raised slightly, and the power of the tide surged out from his feet, legs, waist, abdomen, chest and other positions along his arm. The steel knife in his hand was picked up on the black knife at an unprecedented speed.

While!

The sparks burst out from the place where the two knives intersected, and the black knife flew up with a whin. Fu Qiang only felt that his arms were slightly numb, but before he could take a breath, a black figure rushed to the front. The long black knife was held in his hand, and the head of the pocket was chopped off.

Fu Qiang blocked the horizontal knife, and a little spark jumped out, his feet almost didn't lift, and he was forced to slide out by the violent force for a full four or five meters, and then took two steps back, and then regained his body.

And the opponent's figure was also blocked by him, and he lost the strength to continue the attack and stood in place!

Fu Qiang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stared at this man who stood there like an unsheathed war knife, with all kinds of murderous aura, he was stained with blood, but his facial features were still as cold and hard as rocks.

His body was straight, and his eyes were resolute, as if it was not his mad word battalion that was in danger in front of him, but the Sky Wolf Society!

"Wei Maniac!" Fu Qiang gently spit out these three words!

The person who came was the hall master of the Crazy Word Camp, Wei Zhengfeng!

"Kill my brother, did you ask me about the knife?" Wei Zhengfeng's cold voice rang out. In his heart, he sighed softly, the knife just now was almost his pinnacle. thought that even if he couldn't kill Fu Qiang, he would be able to hit him hard. I didn't want to, I just forced him back.

Obviously, the injuries on his body have begun to affect his strength.

The strong movement pulled the wound, and there was a hot pain.

Wei Zhengfeng was unconscious, just like a black stubborn stone, staring at Fu Qiang calmly, hard and cold.

However, Su Junbao knew that this was the precursor to his rage. Once, once the boss of the Sword Gate, Liu Sheng Zhenhai, was worried about him and the Crazy Word Battalion, and wanted to send someone to kill Su Junbao and cut off his arm. As a result, Wei Zhengfeng, who was furious, slaughtered twenty-six Sword Gate killers in one go!

If it weren't for Liu Sheng Zhenhai who threw out the shield in time, and Wei Zhengfeng had a task, I was afraid that this time, he would have to go out of the sword gate!

You can touch me, but don't look for my brother!

This is the bottom line of Madman Wei, his code of conduct, and his principle of life!

You call him domineering or unreasonable, but he's always been like this anyway. Extreme protection of the short, and this is why the people of the Crazy Word Camp are willing to die for him!

"Big brother!" Su Junbao shouted in a low voice from behind.

Wei Zhengfeng raised his hand lightly, signaling that he didn't have to say anything!

Fu Qiang's eyes narrowed into a cold thin line, Wei Zhengfeng's arm was still dripping blood, but his hand holding the black knife was still so stable. From the simple confrontation between the two just now, it can also be seen that this person's skills are even stronger than they imagined in their intelligence.

However, Fu Qiang was more concerned at this time: "How is the cold night?" ”

"Dead!" Wei Zhengfeng calmly spit out two words.

"Good!" Fu Qiang's body trembled slightly, then he gritted his teeth and laughed repeatedly: "Crazy Wei, tonight, I will let your crazy word camp accompany the cold night to bury, and in the future, I will destroy you and cover the sky!" ”

Wei Zhengfeng grinned: "Just right, this is what I want to say to you!" ”

He glanced back at Su Junbao: "You cut off my brother's arm, and I will abolish your limbs!" ”

"Good tone! I'd like to see if you take my limbs, or if I take your dog's life!" ”

Fu Qiang took a deep breath and returned to his indifferent look. He turned the steel knife slightly, and slowly raised it, and the sound of metal was like the steel knife in his hand: "Sky Wolf Tiger!" ”

"Blade Song Wu!"

"Kill!" Fu Qiang burst into a shout, and his body slammed in front of Wei Zhengfeng, and slashed at him with a knife!

Song Wutang's elite junior brothers burst out with an angry roar: "Kill!" ”

The strong monosyllable, at this time, was like a roaring war drum, igniting the arrogance and bloodiness in the hearts of these pure masters, and everyone in Song Wutang was really like a tiger out of the gate, and they were all playing with their lives!

For a while, even the momentum of the Crazy Word Camp was taken away!

"Crazy kill!" Su Junbao held the Mo knife and shouted as if he was crazy. Let's fight, it's all this time, we can only see if we can fight these Song Wutang reinforcements in front of you. Kill them before more people pour in behind them, and then, get out of the way!

However, his hope was soon dashed.

Because, the lights in the distance have already hit, and Song Wutang's reinforcements have already arrived.

There was a riot on the side of the Crazy Word Battalion, if it weren't for Wei Zhengfeng, who had already sent the cadres of the Crazy Word Battalion to Tangkou's team, the cohesion and combat effectiveness of Tangkou had been greatly improved, I was afraid that at this time, there would be no need for Song Wutang's people to make another move, and the rout of Sui Gun Hall just now would have been staged on them!

However, even so, as more and more Song Wutang's junior brothers joined the battle group, the Crazy Word Battalion had changed from offense to defense, and its morale had dropped to the bottom!

Wei Zhengfeng slashed Fu Qiang with more than a dozen moves, and a layer of fine cold sweat already appeared on his forehead. On his shoulder, there was a flying knife, which was left by Fu Qiang.

Moreover, he also received a heavy punch on the wound in his lower abdomen!

Although Wei Zhengfeng has an extraordinary will and is as strong as a stubborn stone, he is still a person after all, not a real stone. The trauma left by the fight with the cold night, and the physical strength consumed, made him now, when facing the stinging wolf Fu Qiang, he has gradually fallen into disadvantage.

If it weren't for the fact that his knife skills were really domineering, and at a critical moment, he fought for his life, maybe he would have fallen under Fu Qiang's knife at this time.

The master of the Heavenly Wolf Society, how can he be an ordinary person!

"Humph!" Fu Qiang was also uncomfortable, he was stabbed by Wei Zhengfeng in the chest, and his bones were visible, and at this time, there was a hot pain. He secretly inhaled the cold air, looked at Wei Zhengfeng, who was about to be overwhelmed by his subordinates, and said with a cruel smile: "Crazy Wei, aren't you playing with Lao Tzu?" Now I'm going to let you see with your own eyes how your brothers fell! Tiger of the Celestial Wolf! ”

"Blade Song Wu!" This time, Song Wutang's voice was obviously much louder than just now. Because this time, there are at least a thousand more people than just now.

The Crazy Word Battalion has gradually fallen into the encirclement.

"Kill them all!" Fu Qiang slashed the knife forward, and then the fit also pounced, and he wanted to kill the Wei madman with his own hands.

"Judge, take someone out!" Wei Zhengfeng protected Su Junbao.

"Big brother, you have to die together......"

"Shit! I've already asked the little brother in the city to come to help! We can't all explain it here, now, Lao Tzu orders you, withdraw! Wei Zhengfeng casually slashed two younger brothers of Song Wutang!

"I'm not leaving!" Su Junbao was about to rush forward: "I'm already a waste, but the crazy word camp can't do without a big brother......"

Before he finished speaking, his body involuntarily stopped.

Because Wei Zhengfeng just turned around like that, ignoring the sword light that slashed at him from behind, he just stared at him coldly.

"Big brother......" Su Junbao almost widened the corner of his eyes.

The blade stabbed directly into Wei Zhengfeng's lower back. Wei Zhengfeng snorted, but did not look back: "Do you want to go?" ”

Su Junbao knew that if he didn't leave, Wei Zhengfeng would dare not fight back, and let the knife add to him, making him regret it for the rest of his life!

"I'm leaving! I'll go, retreat, all fucking retreat......" Su Junbao roared out with a crying voice, Wei Zhengfeng took a step forward violently, and stabbed back, slashing the half-pulled head of the little brother who had succeeded in sneaking attack and was proudly drawing the knife again.

A wounded tiger is also a tiger after all! How can you allow a jump in front of you?

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