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Under the onslaught of the Zhenbei Army, the Jiutu Battalion, which had already lost nearly half of its ranks, could barely maintain its position at this moment.

"Little waste, big fool, no little tuckle!"

After fighting with Ji Er for a few moves, he was injured in his right arm, and Lu Xiuqian, who had no strength to fight again, was now trying to exert his last light and heat.

"If Lao Tzu takes such a name as you, he will be embarrassed to go out of the house to meet people!"

He was surrounded in the center by the dozens of remaining Nine Earth Battalion armor soldiers, rubbing his right arm while yelling at the man in front of him.

"Chicken, you're here! See if Lao Tzu cuts you and you're done! ”

"Oops, why are you red, are you in a hurry? Tsk, the temper is not small. ”

"The chicken on the body is not big, but the wooden gun in the hand is not small, good guy, are you here to make up for the shape with your grandfather?!"

The insults were one sentence after another, like a surging river, and Ji Er heard that his eyes were bloodshot and smoking.

In terms of scolding, he really can't scold this guy on the other side, compared to fighting, Lu Xiuqian hid back in the formation after losing a move, and was surrounded by his subordinates.

Scolding and scolding, beating and not beating, how can Ji Er not be annoyed?

"Dog thing, there's a kind of you coming out!"

"Why does grandpa want to listen to a chicken?"

"You... Grass! ”

The angry Ji Er picked up the wooden gun and pointed forward, "Go up, go up!" Leave none of these bastards in white behind! Give me all the waste! ”

With his orders, the attack of the black-clad warriors became more and more fierce.

They were in a neat formation and cooperated tacitly, and the whole team was like a sharp knife, constantly impacting the crumbling defense line of the Nine Earth Camp.

As soon as the Jiutu battalion retreated and retreated, the formation was also shrinking and shrinking, while the Zhenbei Army, the more urgent the offensive was, the more fierce the momentum, and there was a great posture to crush the enemy in one go.

"Keep it up!"

Raising his hand and stabbing the Nine Earth Battalion armor soldier who was blocking in front of him with a shot, Ji Er shouted: "Stab their king eight formations over!" ”

Before the words fell, he suddenly stabbed the wooden gun painted with white ash on the side, but fortunately, Ji Er reacted quickly, and dodged it with a twist.

"Yo, who should I be, it's your little chicken!"

One shot failed to make a difference, and Mei Shigan was not annoyed, he lifted the barrel of the gun, stepped forward, and pulled out another shot.

"Just a chicken, dare to be so arrogant? It's not your crotch here, you can't be presumptuous! ”

"Smack!"

Raising his hand to hold the wooden spear that Mei Shigan waved, Ji Er sneered, "What, from top to bottom, your white-robed army can be regarded as fighting with your mouth?" I don't have much ability, but I can say more criticism than one another! ”

With that, he stepped on the ground with his right foot, and with a slight force of his hands, he swung the wooden gun in front of him away.

Seeing that Mei Shigan was shocked back a few steps by him, Ji Er's spear was retracted, and he was immediately ruthless

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The earth went forward.

"People like you who like to fight mouths, you will beat one when you see one!"

"Huh!"

A shot came out, although it did not contain true qi, but it also brought gusts of wind!

In the face of such an unstoppable shot, Mei Shigan, who had just stabilized his figure, said that he was dodging, and even the parry was a little too late.

Seeing that this shot was about to be lit in his heart, he suddenly handed over a wooden sword from the side.

"Smack!"

The spear was slightly deflected by the wooden sword, grazing Mei Shigan's body, and the owner of the sword leaned forward and made another sword.

"Beat us? You've got to have the skills to do it, too! ”

Wu Liao sneered, and pointed the wooden sword in his hand straight towards Ji Er.

It was too late, and when the tip of the sword was only a few inches away from the man's chest, Ji Er actually collected a wooden spear and blocked the sword with the barrel of the gun.

If one blow fails, Wu Liao will not be entangled, and will directly close the sword to open the distance. After stopping at Mei Shigan's side, he glanced at the man standing with a gun in front of him, and saw that the black power suit on his body had not even touched the slightest white ash, and he couldn't help frowning.

This Ji Er really deserves to be a fierce general in the Zhenbei Army, and he has been at the forefront for so long that he has never even been touched.

This kind of ability, in the entire white-robed army, except for the boss, I am afraid that only the eldest prince can do it.

Whether it is himself or Amei Lao Lu Xiaolonglong, it is obviously not Ji Er's opponent.

Thinking of this, Wu Liao glanced sideways at Mei Shigan, who was staring at his eyes wide, obviously still annoyed that Fang had just been repelled by Ji Er's move.

"Ame, the idea is a little tricky."

Wu Liao said in a low voice: "If it's one-on-one, you and I are probably not opponents." ”

"Yes."

Although he was a little unwilling, Mei Shigan still had to admit it.

Ji Er's little chicken is really hard.

On the other side, Ji Er, who had blocked two sneak attacks in succession, shook the wooden gun in his hand and sneered: "The turtle sons have all jumped out." ”

He clenched the barrel of the gun and pointed to Wu Liao and Mei Shigan in front of him, "It's okay to save grandpa from looking for them one by one." ”

After speaking, the man kicked to the ground, and the whole person rushed forward.

As soon as the spear turned, it was swept out horizontally, and Ji Er shouted: "Today, grandpa is going to beat you turtle sons to call them father!" ”

"Smack!"

Wu Liao erected the wooden sword, although he stopped Ji Er's shot, but the considerable force still taught him to retreat again and again.

At the same moment, Mei Shigan beside him also moved.

"Being a grandfather and a father again, what the hell are you going to be?!"

Raising the spear with both hands, he only smashed it into Ji Er's head, Mei Shigan glared and said, "It's better to be your little chicken honestly!" ”

"Bang!"

A shot missed, smashed into the ground and eventually made a muffled sound.

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After dodging his opponent's spear sideways, Ji Er lifted his right foot and kicked it fiercely at Mei Shigan, and then saw a figure fall out in embarrassment.

"I not only want to be a father and grandfather, but also the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of your group of turtle sons!"

Ji Er said as he stepped forward and poked the spear in his hand at Mei Shigan's body.

At present, Wu Liao has just gained a foothold, and Mei Shigan, who is the first to bear it, is still wailing alone, obviously impossible to dodge this blow.

Just when Ji Er thought that he could defeat the commander of the white-robed army like this, he didn't expect to jump out of the side again.

"Phew! Sun thief! Your Grandpa Lu is here! ”

Before rubbing his right arm for a long time, Lu Xiuqian, who was finally able to move, rushed out of the formation with an arrow step, he didn't care about Mei Shigan, and the wooden knife in his hand went straight to Ji Er.

"Huh!"

"Smack!"

Although Ji Er wanted to poke Mei Shigan directly, if he was also out, it would be more than worth the loss for him. Yes, even if he was a little reluctant, he still withdrew the spear and turned to block the wooden knife that Lu Xiu had chopped before.

Lu Xiuqian, who had been fighting with Ji Er for a long time, knew the strength of the other party very well, and he didn't struggle because of the injury to his arm, and he retreated directly after the knife was stopped, and in the process, he didn't forget to help Mei Shigan on the ground up.

Looking at the three people in front of Lu Xiu standing in a row in front of him, Ji Er shook his head.

"One doesn't make two, two doesn't make three..."

He smiled coldly, and that smile was full of sarcasm, "Isn't this going to call all the commanders of the entire white-robed army over?" ”

"Not really."

Wu Liao turned his numb wrist, and then said with a smile: "After all, this vanguard under your command is afraid that it will not be able to support the rest of the commanders." ”

Hearing this, the smile on Ji Er's face suddenly froze. He looked left and right, and then he realized that something was wrong.

The shouts and killings around him became louder and louder, but they didn't come from the mouth of the armor soldiers of the Zhenbei Army. In addition to the front, on the left, right, and even behind him, there were countless armor soldiers dressed in white.

I don't know when, my side was already surrounded by the armor soldiers of the white-robed army!

Still stunned, there was movement in his ears again.

"I said chick, don't take yourself seriously."

Mei Shigan rubbed his stomach with his left hand and held the spear with his right hand, "Although one-on-one may not work, but against you, the three of us are enough!" ”

"That's right."

Lu Xiuqian clenched the wooden knife in his palm, "This group of beatings, let's disperse... The white-robed army is professional. ”

"That's it."

Wu Liao smiled and raised the wooden sword, pointing at the man in front of him.

"Although there is a bit of a price drop, today I will replace Xiaolonglong to play a good show of three fools vs. chickens!"

(There may be a lot of updates this month...) Well, probably a lot. ）

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