The surging evil breath roared out, the ghost cried and howled, and Guo Yu, who was the first to bear it, only felt as if there were tens of millions of souls asking for his life.

There is no doubt that if he can't block Wang Wuving's knife, Guo Yu will have to lose most of his life even if he doesn't die.

White tassels fly, silver spears swing.

Countless magnificent spear arcs appeared out of thin air, and silver-white storms rose from the ground, slamming straight towards the fierce knife in front of them.

"Bell, bell!"

The sparks couldn't stop flying, and in a series of golden stone sounds, the silver storm gradually subsided, and the fierce sword momentum was also weakened a little.

The guns on one side have collapsed, and although the other side is no longer as majestic as before, it still maintains the momentum of rushing forward. The blade of the golden knife was only a foot away from Guo Yu.

This knife, it seems that Guo Yu failed to block it after all.

At the same time as the storm dissipated, Wang Wushu shouted: "With such kung fu, you dare to bark in front of the old man?!" ”

Guo Yu did not reply.

His hand, which was still holding the barrel of the gun, flicked horizontally.

A hundred battles are the strongest defensive style, how can they be so vulnerable.

The general's order was drawn forward, and the silver light burst out in an instant, making the group of guards who were a little closer around them couldn't help but close their eyes.

The magnificent silver spear arc cut through the dust, cut through the evil qi, and finally swept straight towards Wang Wuyi's throat.

No one would doubt that if this shot was hit, Wang Wushu would definitely be in a different place.

"Bell!"

With an earth-shattering bang, the dazzling silver light suddenly dissipated.

Just at the last moment, Wang Wudi lifted the golden knife with one hand and stopped Guo Yu's general order with the blade.

The huge force made Wang Wushu take three steps back, and the hand holding the knife couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"But the old man underestimated you."

Wang Wushu pinched his slightly sore wrist.

In the old man's words, there seemed to be a little sigh in his arrogance.

This townside general, who has been invincible for 60 years, sighed for his old age for the first time.

However, even if he is old, he is still invincible after all.

Wang Wushu raised his left hand and grabbed the hilt of the golden sword.

Hold a knife in both hands.

The evil spirit has risen again, and it is even more surging than before. The old man's aura began to climb upwards again, and the momentum emanating from him actually made Guo Yu feel unmatched.

Guo Yu's eyes narrowed slightly.

This coercion can almost be compared to Shi Yi, who was once a husband in the city.

"The first knife in the Northern Song Dynasty is indeed Liu Xiaochen, his hand shakes the sky, even if it is an old man, he must be moved by it."

Wang Wuving's body leaned forward slightly, he clenched the golden knife, and the evil qi around him was swept away, all of which were on the blade.

"But if you really want to talk about it, the old man's knife skills may not really be inferior to him!"

Hearing Wang Wuving's words, Guo Yu sneered.

In his heart, even ten thousand kings are invincible, and they are also compared

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Not on a Liu Xiaochen.

Even in the face of Zhao Wenqi, Liu Xiaochen dared to fight with all his might, and never retreated.

On the other hand, he is invincible, and he has a powerful realm, except for nesting in the Great Song Dynasty to connive at the arrogance of the children of the family, he is bullying those weak women who are powerless on the bed.

Even at the age of eighty, I still want to ravage this pair of stunning sisters.

Here, I still want to compare with Liu Xiaochen.

Do you deserve it?

Thinking of this, Guo Yu's heart was horizontal.

Today is to get out, and he is going to beat up this stinky old man.

"Since this is the case, then the last general will use General Liu's sword technique to ask General Zhenxi for a lesson or two!"

Guo Yu took a deep breath, like a king invincible, held the general's order with both hands, and then raised it above his head.

Seeing Guo Yu's movements, Wang Wudi's eyes froze.

His invincible life has been smooth sailing, and the setbacks he has encountered are simply a handful.

Among them, there are only two that he will never forget.

Missing the position of general twice is the first one.

And this second thing is that forty years ago, he lost in the battle with Liu Xiaochen.

Wang Wudi said that his sword skills were no less than Liu Xiaochen's, and he was not boasting. Because he only lost Liu Xiaochen's move back then.

And this move is to shake the sky.

And right now, the son of the god of war opposite, the movements in his hands are clearly a sky-shaking starting style.

Wang Wudi's hands holding the knife became a little harder.

If he defeats Guo Yu here, although he can't change anything, at least he will feel more comfortable.

"Okay, the old man wants to see it, you can shake the sky like this, and you can get a little bit of Liu Lao'er's essence!"

With that, Wang Wuving's right foot stepped forward hard, and the golden knife in his hand slammed out at the same time.

The wind is blowing!

The surging evil qi, like a mountain weighing a thousand pounds, pressed straight towards Guo Yu, looking at its might, if Guo Yu couldn't resist it, it was very likely that he would be crushed under this knife.

Seeing that the king who shook the sky was invincible, he didn't spare his hand at all.

Since Wang Wushu has already taken out the knife, how can Guo Yu sit still and wait to be killed.

Hold your breath and concentrate.

The air machine circulates, and the true qi gathers.

The simple black hair fluttered wildly, and the wide sleeves and hem of the shirt flew up and down.

An awe-inspiring momentum slowly rose from Guo Yu's body.

Raise the gun and swing it down.

Use guns as knives and shake the sky!

The awe-inspiring spear momentum that rose into the sky slashed straight down against Wang Wuving's majestic sword.

"Bang!"

The ground beneath the feet of the two cracked open in an instant, and countless rubbles rose into the air.

The moment the swords and guns intersected, Guo Yu's face suddenly turned pale as paper.

Whether it is to forcibly exercise the quasi-grandmaster method at the beginning of the situation, or to take the sword of Wang Invincible head-on, it is a bit difficult for Guo Yu.

Guo Yu is like this here, and Wang Wushu on the other side is also not much better.

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His wrinkled old face flushed, and his arms trembled violently.

Wang Wushu really didn't expect that the white-robed kid in front of him could have such strength.

Previously, he really didn't pay attention to Guo Yu, the tenth martial arts comment.

Martial arts commentary, in Wang Wudi's heart, is just a sensational thing after all.

Even if he is a person with a high realm, if he can't meet an opponent who can prove his strength, then no matter how strong his strength is, he can't be on the list.

This is the case with Wang Wudi, who has hardly fought anyone in the past ten years.

The few times he used the knife was only to kill the Qi soldiers who were attacking from the west.

Because of this, with his strength to enter the high realm, in the end, he couldn't even enter the martial arts commentary.

In Wang Wushu's thoughts, if he faced Guo Yu, he would be able to defeat him under the knife in three moves.

He chose to do it with Guo Yu, of course, in order to avenge his great-grandson and vent the evil anger that had been held in his heart for many years.

But in the same way, Wang Wushu also wanted to take this opportunity to slap a dozen martial arts commentators in the face.

Shi Yi is far away in Qizhou, he has no chance, as for Chen Jianzhao, no matter how conceited he is, he doesn't think that he can beat the Grandmaster powerhouse.

As for the others, it's even more far away.

In this way, only Guo Yu remains.

He wants to tell the world that above Kyushu, there is still his invincible king!

However, he didn't understand until the real fight began.

This Guo Yu is really not as unbearable as he thought.

Don't say that he defeated him with three knives, even now, against Guo Yu's hand to shake the sky, Wang Wushu has no certainty of victory.

How can he, who has been competitive all his life, accept this?

"Break it for the old man!"

With Wang Wuxian's roar, the fierce aura turned out to be a little stronger. The awe-inspiring spear that was originally holding it suddenly crumbled.

Seeing this, Guo Yu's eyes couldn't help but widen.

The output is all about roaring?

Louder than the glottis, isn't it? Lao Tzu will too!

While he adjusted the qi of his whole body, he roared hoarsely: "Climb for the master!" ”

"Bang!!"

The mountains fell, and the silver spears fell.

The two competing forces exploded violently at this moment.

The air was filled with smoke and dust, enveloping the figures of the two of them for a while

Everyone held their breath and looked nervously into the field.

Qiaoxi and Qianxi stood in the crowd again at some point.

Qianxi still looked dazed, and Qiaoxi's beautiful eyes were staring at the front tightly, with a somewhat complicated look in her eyes.

"Who won and who won?"

The smoke and dust have not cleared, and everyone has no way of knowing the result. The anxious Long Tao ran to the absent-minded Chen Jianzhao and asked, "Did General Guo beat that old man to death?" ”

Chen Jianzhao shook his head.

"Huh?"

Long Tao grew his mouth in disbelief: "Could it be that General Guo was beaten to death by that old man?" ”

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