Skipping rope led the flying sword and slashed at Wushu's thigh again. Tossashi jumped up again and has jumped hundreds of times very skillfully.

The flying sword arrived next to Wu Yan, and suddenly fell, and the skipping rope continued to fly around and pump towards Wushu's thigh. Wu Yan immediately picked up the flying sword, shielded it, and put it into the ring.

Wushu found that it was too late to find that there was no flying sword on the drawn skipping rope, but he still had to jump, and it was not fun to be drawn by the skipping rope.

An apprentice asked the master: "Master, can't this person jump a little higher?" It's like a primary school student skipping rope, which is a bit out of line. ”

The master earnestly taught: "Jump higher, don't fall down no matter how high you jump?" The key is that his flying sword was snatched away, and he couldn't fly away. ”

Someone next to him said that even if the flying sword is in hand, it will not work. Last time, the senior Yi, the flying sword was thrown into the sky, but he was still caught by Zhang Qiusheng. If Zhang Qiusheng can catch it, then Li Qiulan can catch it even more.

Kimura used a preemptive strike this time, and as soon as the purple gold dragon head crutch was taken out, he pounced on Zhang Qiusheng with a cane. Zhang Qiusheng slid a step to the side, and he was able to avoid the dragon's head crutches and dig into the top of Kimura's head with a nail of palladium.

Timber panicked to find that there was no way to hide, no way to dodge, and the nail palladium seemed to seal off any retreat for him. And the speed of nailing palladium was too fast, and he couldn't allow him to think more and instinctively raise his crutches to resist.

The situation has returned to square one. Just like I used to make a shovel just now, now I use it as a crutch. Zhang Qiusheng still sang: "In the spring, the big production is so ho-hey, the people in the border areas are talking and chattering for miles-", and the nail palladium is still digging without a head, a brain, a light, a weight, a rhythm and a regular digging. Kimura still raised his crutches above his head, resisting them one by one.

What kind of fight is this? Fellow Daoists, have you ever seen a fight like this? Kimura silently cried out and cried silently.

Tosgive is still jumping rope in earnest. He also has countless grievances to shout about, and countless grievances to find someone to talk to.

Qu Wuxi suddenly shouted: "Miss Qiulan! You stop for a moment and let the Forgiveness Senior fetch another weapon. It's not fair otherwise. ”

Li Qiulan immediately stopped the whipping action, and jumped rope like a long snake lying on the ground, waiting for Wu Shu to take the weapon.

Qu Wuxian means Sima Zhao's heart, which is well known to passers-by. If Wushu really wants to take out the weapon again, nine out of nine will still be taken away by Li Qiulan. According to the current situation, as long as the students get new weapons, what they have stolen before will be returned to the original owner.

Qu Wuxi was robbed of two flying swords, one in Sun Miaoyin's hand and one in Li Xiuying's hand. If Wushu loses another weapon, then the student can return the disease.

Forgiveness is not a fool. When he hit, he didn't know that he was not an opponent at all, and he wouldn't live today. Wushu stood with his arms vertical, motionless, and like that. He was waiting for a turnaround. There is a turnaround in everything, but I don't know if the turnaround is good or bad, and I don't know where the turnaround comes from.

Zhang Qiusheng, who was digging into the ground, suddenly shouted at a few friends: "A good human sandbag, you don't need it, when will you wait?" ”

Well, human sandbags? Li Mantun looked around, where is there a human sandbag?

Zhang Qiusheng dug at Kimura with a nail palladium in one hand, and suddenly took off his shoes and threw it at Wushu with the other. The sneakers hit the back of the neck, and although it didn't have much force, it startled him. Before he came back to his senses, Li Mantun had already hugged Wushu with a tiger pounce.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Buwu grabbed Wushu's legs and dragged them hard, and the three of them fell together. Hua Hanzhou and Han Guanyang were separated from each other, one holding one arm.

While struggling, Wushu scolded: "Despicable and shameless villain, sneak attack from behind!" ”

This can't be considered despicable and shameless, right? The audience unanimously agreed that Wushu is the Yuan Infant Period, and several students are the Foundation Building Period. During the foundation building period to attack the infant period, there is no sneak attack or sneak attack, and there is no shamelessness or shamelessness, on the contrary, it is very admirable.

After all, forgiveness is the primordial infancy, and it is not something that can be dealt with with by bravery. It's not that you can casually skip the level and fight with high-class people when you enter the Jindan period. Wushu punched Li Mantun in the chest, and the latter spat blood and fell backwards.

Song Nianren stepped forward, and before he could face Wushu's body, he was slapped like a kite with a broken string and fell into the dust far away.

Sun Buwu was kicked in the face, the bridge of his nose was broken, and his head was covered with blood and tears.

Hua Hanzhou and Han Guanyang held one arm. Forgiveness rose up and slammed the two of them together, and the two heads collided with a loud bang.

The onlookers saw that it was a heartache. The low class challenges the high class, and it is really an egg hitting a stone. These students are confused and bold!

However, there is a strange phenomenon. Li Qiulan stood aside, didn't even look at the miserable images of her classmates, but turned her back to the fight arena and whispered to Wu Yan and other girls.

In fact, a fight like this is not tragic for the Xiuzhen youth in the twenty-first year. They train every week, and their own people beat their own people worse than this. Injuries, or even deaths, are commonplace for them.

Li Mantun gave himself a healing charm, sat on the ground and breathed for a while, and immediately got up and threw himself at Wushu again. The other students are the same, they all give themselves healing charms, and they all rush forward one after another after a little breathing.

Fierce, completely putting life and death out of the way. Let the onlookers admire, let Wushu feel panicked. Most of the people in the infancy period rushed out of the sinister and cruel environment, who hasn't had the experience of nine deaths and a lifetime? Although Wushu was panicked, he was not chaotic, and he spread his fists and feet to fight with several students.

The students were knocked down, and as long as they didn't die, they didn't even wipe the blood and pounced on it. The five people shouted in unison: "Good fight, good time!" ”

Mushu and Kimura also thought about it before they came, and they had a contingency plan for all kinds of possible situations. I just didn't expect this to happen, and the students are not afraid of death like this.

The only way to stop the students from going on is to beat them to death! It's really called killing one and one less, and see how you get up and fight again!

Wushu's palms are filled with spiritual power, and the edge of his palms is as sharp as a knife. He's going to split the students in two one by one, and the callus can't fix them.

Li Qiulan, who was talking to her classmates, immediately turned around and looked at Wu Shu closely. Zhang Qiusheng also released two strands of true qi and put them on Wushu's wrist.

Song Nianren rushed up and raised his fist to smash Wushu's chest. Wushu raised his palm and slashed at Song Nianren's neck. The edge of the palm flashed with white light, and as long as this palm was slashed, Song Nianren's head immediately fell to the ground.

"Ahh The classmates shouted: "Ah Ren, hurry up!" "Li Qiulan attacked with a long rope and intercepted without forgiveness; Zhang Qiusheng fluttered towards Wushu. This qiē was all at the same time, and at the same time, Wushu suddenly made a "uh" sound, and the raised palm could not be cut down.

Zhang Qiusheng slapped Wushu twenty times, and then floated back to Kimura's side, shouting: "I'm cǎo Nima!" The palladium shadow in the sky shrouded Kimura.

Hua Hanzhou was the closest to Wushu, and after Zhang Qiusheng slapped him, he followed and went up, also taking off his shoes and slapping him. Six times, this is his fastest and smoothest style of play so far.

The other classmates also followed up and slapped them to vent their resentment that this bastard was going to kill someone.

Wushu wanted to fight back, and he did. It's a pity that the constant hiccups make his counterattack weak. The hiccups were so rapid and heavy that the spiritual power couldn't be lifted at all, it seemed that every hiccup came out of the dantian, then through the sea of qi, and then from the middle of the body to the top of the head Parkway, only to hit the head dizzy, the whole body was weak.

Besides, Kimura couldn't take Zhang Qiusheng's angry blow at all. There seems to be palladium nails everywhere in front of me, and I don't know how to avoid it, I don't know how to resist it. You can only fall backwards like the previous time.

Slightly different from the previous time, at the moment of falling to the ground, Kimura saw Mo Qianxing out of the corner of his eye.

"Old Mo, Team Leader Mo! You have to take care of these students," Kimura shouted as he lay on the ground, holding his cane as he resisted, "It's too lawless, it's too disrespectful to the old and loves the young." Too, Mrs. Too—" Kimura was too long a day, and he didn't make a big mistake.

But Zhang Qiusheng didn't let go of Kimura, and dug down with a nail of palladium and asked: "You are too much, you are too much." I'm cǎo Nima! A small sesame seed in a barren year, he actually ran in front of me to charge six fingers, and he actually had to use crazy tricks. You are blatantly violating Document No. 1 and blatantly flouting the Secret Service Group! ”

Zhang Qiusheng's last sentence came out, and there was an immediate uproar around him. These cultivators from Bahe Lake just came to see the excitement, but they didn't know why they were fighting.

It turns out that Dog Day is going to take crazy tricks. Grass, what do they want this for? Isn't it just to deal with us? Thousands of cultivators were filled with righteous indignation, and many of them began to shout: "Hit, kill these two dogs!" ”

Cultivators generally don't say foul language, and they are probably extremely angry at this time. These two people are called scheming, and they are called enemies of most cultivators. In addition, Kimura usually relies on the power of the special service team to be domineering in front of ordinary cultivators. The vast number of cultivators have long hated him.

Mo Qianxing frowned and asked Li Qiulan next to him: "Is what Zhang Qiusheng said true?" ”

In fact, Li Qiulan didn't know why she was fighting, she was called from home. After coming, she didn't say a word and started fighting, but she still nodded. What Qiusheng said, she nodded whether it was true or not.

Mo Qianxing's face turned blue with anger, and he asked again: "What's the matter with the sesame seeds in the famine year?" "When I heard Li Qiulan say, Kimura's Jindan is only the size of a sesame seed, and it is still the kind that is deflated. Mo Qianxing put his hand behind his back, turned around and entered the diving club.

Grandma's, I don't know how thick you are, and from time to time I fill the old qualifications in the secret service team. I and the political commissar are pitiful and always stammering you, coaxing you, and treating you as a superior person. Grandma's, it turns out that Jindan is only the size of a sesame seed, and it is still deflated.

Blatantly disobeying the organization Wen Jiàn, and not taking the special service team in the eyes at all, such a person must be severely punished! Hit, beat to death good.

After several people slapped Wushu, Li Mantun smashed him down with a hug. Sun Buwu and Song Nianren held one foot together, and Hua Hanzhou and Han Guanyang grabbed one arm.

Li Mantun pressed his knees against the unforgiving lumbar spine and tore his suit apart at once. Forgiveness yelled, ", uh,, uh,, uh-"

Listening to Wushu's words and suffering, Li Mantun took the initiative to answer: "What are you doing?" As is customary, we will strip you of your clothes and confiscate everything of value from you. This is the fine tradition of our army, which is called cleaning the battlefield. ”