"Haha, locust willow, do you want to run away without a fight?" A loud laugh sounded, and Mr. Liu, who flew towards the back of the camp like a big bird, immediately turned around, and fell below the flag again.

"Under the fame, it actually doesn't match!" From the back of the camp, it was also the direction in charge of sniping the B group that also walked out a young man in a dark clothes, holding a longbow, not very tall, but extremely well-proportioned, tightly wrapped around the body of the dark color suit, the extremely explosive muscles were simply outlined, his age is not very large, but a pair of eyes are like wolves in the dark night, and they actually look extraordinarily bright.

"I've heard about the locust willows for a long time, and I've always wanted to visit!" The young man in Xuanyi said with a smile: "When I see you today, tsk, it's really disappointing Jiang!" ”

"Haha, Xiqiang piercing the cloud arrow!" Mr. Liu's eyes were shining, and his hands were casually tucked into his sleeves, but his mouth was laughing: "I really look at Liu today, first the county soldiers, then Xiqiang, what else, come out together!"

"Flying locust willow, as the saying goes, those who know the times are handsome, and today you can't fly with wings!" Ma Teng shouted loudly at this time, carried a mace, spread his legs, and strode towards the camp, trying to persuade as he went: "Hand over that thing, Ma will not embarrass you!" ”

"Liu said, the standard cars are all in the camp, and the yellow goods are all in the car!" Mr. Liu's head was not slow in his mouth, nor was he slow in his hands, and he groped from his waist for a while: "Today, Liu Mou confessed, and the brothers of the standard line have all made a register in the official mansion, and I hope you don't have to be embarrassed for the sake of the northern martial arts!" ”

"Hmph~ You don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin!" The Xiqiang Cloud Piercing Arrow, surnamed Jiang, snorted coldly when he heard this, and the three sharp arrows immediately put on the bowstring: "Eat Jiang's three arrows first!" ”

It's too late, it's fast, the voice of the Xiqiang Cloud Piercing Arrow fell, but Mr. Liu's head hand moved first, only to see a flash of black light, the torches around the flagpole split the horn, confirm that all of them were extinguished, and the three sharp arrows of the Xiqiang Cloud Piercing Arrow also finished the font and roared towards the head of Mr. Liu under the flagpole.

"Come and don't be rude, Ma Teng, look at the move!" Xiqiang pierced the clouds and arrows far away, Liu Zongbiao had to focus on Ma Teng who stepped into the camp, and as soon as the words fell, the same three flying locust stones also finished in the font and hit Ma Teng, Ma Teng lifted the mace and swept it, and Ding Ding Dong was shot down.

"The green mountains do not change, and the green water flows forever!" Mr. Liu rushed towards Ma Teng and sneered: "Today, Liu wants to see who can stop me!" ”

Ma Tengliu rushed to the head, but retreated, after all, the locust willow is not only a short sword with a smooth slip, but what is more terrifying is that once the locust willow is close, the locust stone is like an eye, almost anywhere on his body can fly out, after all, it is the name of a person, the shadow of a tree, this locust willow is not called in vain.

"Haha, Ma Teng Xiaoer, what are you hiding?" When Mr. Liu saw Ma Teng retreating, he knew that he was afraid of getting close, so he couldn't help laughing and became faster.

"Hmph~ a bunch of rubbish!" As soon as Mr. Liu's head rushed out of the camp, a cold muffled snort suddenly sounded, and Mr. Liu's head suddenly seemed to be struck by lightning, and his flying figure suddenly shook, and he was stuck in place.

"I've seen the guru!" Ma Teng immediately saw this, and immediately bowed to the back, only to see a person walking out of the darkness, and it was the middle-aged scribe in the green robe who was called the second uncle in the exquisite house.

"Flying locust willow, you can't go, hand over your things!" The blue-robed middle-aged scribe waved his hand at Ma Teng and sneered at the flying locust willow: "Remember the old feelings, you can break it yourself!" ”

"Haha, thinking about the old love, what kind of cheek do you have to talk to Liu about the old relationship!" At this time, the light in Mr. Liu's eyes was even brighter, and when he saw this green-robed scribe, he seemed to be more relaxed: "If I can see you like a bird, Liu is dead today, and you can also look at it!" ”

"Well, you go die!" The blue-robed middle-aged scribe snorted coldly, waved one hand, and saw a yellow rune paper spilled out of thin air, and after a spin, it actually condensed into a short sword in mid-air, which stopped in the air very strangely, and the tip of the sword pointed at the head of Mr. Liu.

"I've been mixed for decades, and I still have to rely on talismans to make the sword! You're still going to be shameless! Liu Zongbiao's eyes were red, and his hands trembled suddenly, at this time, Liu Zongbiao's head was really like his famous flying locust willow, only to see hundreds of black lights scattered and flying rapidly, and the speed was even twice as fast as the one who began to use it on Ma Teng.

"Puff puff~" Like rain hitting loquat leaves, with the flash of black light, the man in black who surrounded him poured a large piece, and suddenly screams sounded one after another, and Mr. Liu laughed wildly at this time: "Don't you want rings, these are rings, you can find them yourself!" ”

"You dare!" Seeing this, the middle-aged man in the green robe frowned, and when he saw the black light from Mr. Liu's head clearly, his face suddenly changed, his hands pinched, and he made a pose, but the hanging talisman sword flashed towards Mr. Liu's head like lightning.

"A total of one hundred and eleven, haha!" Mr. Liu's head took out a short sword in his hand at this time, and the entire sword body was black, and he twisted his body and slashed sideways, and with a bang, he actually slashed at the rune sword, and suddenly the rune sword changed direction, and it came back from the back of Mr. Liu's head.

"You dare to fool me?" The middle-aged scribe in the green robe was angry, and he changed the seal with one hand, and the short sword danced faster, and the head of Mr. Liu simply stopped blocking at this time, and let the sword cut from the body, and in an instant, Mr. Liu's head was like being fished up from the blood water, but his mouth shouted bitterly: "You traitor who deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, you must not die well!" ”

"Shut up!" When the blue-robed middle-aged scribe heard this, he was so angry that he suddenly trembled, and with a pull of his hand, the Fu sword suddenly swept over the legs of Mr. Liu's head, Mr. Liu stumbled, and knelt down dangerously. ”

"When the master leaves, he explains, I have something to tell you!" The blue-robed middle-aged scribe was about to use the talisman sword again, but Mr. Liu raised his head at this time, and whispered to the green-robed man with blood on his face.

"What?" The blue-robed middle-aged scribe was stunned when he heard this, and as soon as he changed his hand, the rune sword stopped on the top of Liu Zongbiao's head.

"The master said, you are willing to be a master and apprentice, and you are willing to be a family and flesh, and his old man asked you!" may have been too seriously injured, Mr. Liu wiped the blood on his face with his hand, and actually grinned, his expression was particularly hideous and terrifying: "Just for the sake of ethereal cultivation, you really have a comfortable life in this half-human and half-ghost life?" ”

"Shut up!" As soon as Mr. Liu's headless words came out, the middle-aged scribe in the green robe was struck by lightning, as if he had been poked in the sore spot, and his face was blue for a while and purple for a while. As if in order to vent, while pinching the seal with his hand, he slashed the talisman sword towards Liu Zongbiao's head, and roared with all his might: "It's you who owe me, the old immortal who hinders my cultivation, and the old immortal only hurts Yun'er, why, why?" ”

"Haha, you... Wrong! Being slashed by Fu Jian, Mr. Liu's head suddenly looked like a dying fish, his mouth was panting heavily, obviously only out, there was no air intake, and he struggled to point to his arms: "Here... Here's a master for you... Your ......"