For Bu Fang, Pound's existence is like a hidden danger, as long as he exists for a day, then, Xianbei's life may be completely disrupted, so he can't let Pound live, no matter what, he has to let the other party die here. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Only when Pound dies can Xianbei be liberated, and in the future, there will be no more Xianbei warriors who die unexpectedly.

At this moment, Bu Fang even felt an unusually strong pressure on his shoulders, for him, killing Pound was one of his most important tasks.

Taking a deep breath, Bu Fang eliminated all the distractions in his heart, he wanted Pound to die, and in this intense resentment, no one could compete with him.

Bu Fang, for the sake of Xianbei, burst out with unprecedented strength, even in the face of Pound, he is not afraid at all.

At this time, he even squeezed all his own vitality, in fact, Bu Fang couldn't hold on for a long time, at this time, the reason why he was able to fight with Pound for so long was completely at the cost of his life.

But......

It's a pity that the huge gap in strength can't be made up for with a little perseverance!

Pang De roared, the killing intent in his eyes burst out, and his red right hand poked out again, and the huge blood-colored palm was like a shadow, so fast that it was impossible to see at all, and instantly pinched the scimitar in Bu Fang's hand!

"Peng!"

With a crisp sound, Pound actually snatched the scimitar from Bu Fang's hand, and then, with a tremor of his right hand, he slapped it directly to the side.

Then, before he finished all this, at this time, Pound rushed forward and slapped his palm directly on the other party's body.

Bu Fang's face changed, and he didn't have time to dodge, he was slapped away and flew back in the original direction!

"Power...... I need more strength! ”

Bu Fang, who fell to the ground, murmured softly, like a king of darkness, in the breath of blood. With the depression of death, slowly walk towards Pound!

"You, you still dare to come here......"

Bu Fang couldn't lift up a trace of strength on his body, but he didn't choose to run away, even when he saw Pound's extremely cold eyes. It's like a hungry wolf staring at a wounded white rabbit!

But Bu Fang still didn't have the slightest fear.

"Smack!"

Bu Fang finally walked in front of Pound, but Pound grabbed him by the neck with one hand, and his five fingers sank into the soft flesh, almost pinching his throat deformed, and he used it very hard. made Bu Fang almost faint in pain!

There was no mercy in the face of Bu Fang Pound, his right hand became more and more forceful, and he pinched a bruise on his neck, which hurt him so much that he almost couldn't stand it, but the next moment he suddenly felt that his heart seemed to be shocked, and in front of him, Pang De stared at Bu Fang's eyes.

Terror!

Exceptional horror.

At this time, Pound would not have the slightest hand left, he wanted to kill Bu Fang, for whatever reason. He'd let it die here, and there was no chance of escape.

However, the time changes too quickly, no one knows, and at this critical moment, a loud shout exploded directly in front of Pound's ears.

"Let me go......"

Just when Bu Fang was about to collapse, a strong male voice came out, and his whole person was like a terrible ghost coming, exuding an evil, bloody, and tyrannical atmosphere, and walked in front of Pound in three or two steps.

"Dead !!"

Pound looked up. The blood-red eyes stared at the comer, filled with a thick killing intent, as if to warn him that if he dared to approach again, he would be ruthlessly killed!

"You're the main person I'm looking for?! Ha ha. Okay, it doesn't take much effort to get here, I heard that you killed me a lot, today, let me Bu Ling meet you! ”

Bu Ling said sharply and took another step closer to Pound. It was very fierce and vicious, and the posture like a ghost unfolded directly, and rushed to Pound like this.

"Who?!"

As a last resort, Pang De let go of his arm and looked back, only to see that the other party was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man, but his face was full of cruel looks.

"Hahaha, worthy of Pound!" The middle-aged man who called himself Bu Ling laughed and said, his voice was hoarse, and he laughed loudly, as if his voice had been broken, and it sounded a little infiltrating.

Now that he was discovered, Bu Ling didn't twist it at all, and immediately killed him.

"You're a Xianbei person!"

Pound squinted his eyes and said, a strong aura rising into the sky.

"Hehe, Pound, you killed too many of my Xianbei people, and I will definitely kill you today!" Bu Ling said with a smile, his voice hoarse.

"I said I was going to slaughter you, this is just the beginning!" Pound said lightly.

"You don't have to bluff me, it's up to you?! Not enough qualifications! Bu Ling sneered and debunked Pound's words.

"I'd like to see if you have the courage to say this later!" Pound snorted coldly and took the lead in attacking!

"Want to go? It's easy to think! Bu Ling sneered again and again, and burst into a shout, "Kill me!" ”

Bu Ling burst into a shout, and rushed towards Pound like a shadow!

It's like two torrents, slamming into each other.

Bu Ling and Pang De are both martial arts masters, and their moves are extremely fierce, and the combination of fists and feet is full of deadly moves!

I saw that Bu Ling made a scimitar, and a majestic aura came out of his body, as if he was a peerless general, sweeping over.

And Pang De's fire stick was like a poisonous snake that devoured people, sealing his throat with a stick, killing him with one move, which was extremely terrifying, like a spirit snake coming out of a hole and attacking Bu Ling's neck.

"Boom!"

Bu Ling's scimitar stabbed out and slammed into Pound's stick, and suddenly a terrifying wave of qi was lifted up, making a deafening sound.

Both of them are strong masters, and when they fight, the terrifying power is wielded wantonly, and a wild posture directly pours outward, like a river, which is daunting.

And Pang De is obviously stronger than Bu Ling, with fire sticks like dragons, and he attacks frequently.

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

A loud roar of gold and iron came out, and in this life-and-death situation, neither of the two sides dared to be careless.

However, Bu Ling was weaker than Pound and soon fell into disadvantage.

"Kill him for me, as long as I kill him, I will reward you with glory and wealth, are you willing to be a big soldier for a lifetime?" At this moment, Bu Ling suddenly spoke.

"Hahaha, okay, let's go!" The Xianbei warriors on the side were originally a little hesitant, but when they heard that there was a reward, they rushed over one after another like bloodthirsty ghosts!

At this time, Pang De's face finally changed greatly, he was still sure of dealing with Bu Ling, and with some more soldiers, I am afraid that today's big event will not be good.

The surrounding Xianbei warriors soon joined the ranks of besieging Pound, and many masters collectively attacked Pound, and Pound fell into disadvantage almost instantly.

"You don't have to resist senselessly, as long as you are willing to give you the head, I promise you a whole corpse!" Bu Ling's slightly grim laughter came from his throat, and Pang De was immediately furious when he saw it.

This man doesn't know who it is, but he is more than twice as smart as the master Pound has met before, and his real cleverness lies in the fact that he knows how to use people's hearts, for example, right now, he is using the selfishness of others to create Pound's crisis at this time.

"As a Xianbei dog, you dare to be rampant with me? Give me death! Pound immediately shouted.

"You really think you're a character, do you think we really only have such a small number of people?!" Bu Ling's pale face showed a slight sneer, obviously trying to give Pound a sense of defeat psychologically!

At the moment of the war, both sides were extremely thirsty for killing, and Bu Ling pulled out his scimitar and killed Pang De straight.

Both sides are the elite of the elite among the warriors, and the two sides don't know how terrible it is to fight!

Xianbei seems to be very fond of scimitars, and after killing so many people, each of them is equipped with a scimitar as standard, and for them, the scimitar may be their war knife.

Bu Ling's bloody hands slapped out, and the wild momentum instantly filled the entire battlefield, as if the blood of the martial artists who died around him was his fattest energy, which was shocking and abnormal.

Almost at the moment of the fight, without the siege of the people around him, Bu Ling was pressed into the disadvantage by Pang De.

"Bang!"

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, Pang De stepped forward and slapped a palm on Bu Ling's chest, making a palm print, and the blood on Bu Ling's body did not disappear for a while, and it actually sprayed a lot!

However, at this moment, just when Pang De injured Bu Ling, Bu Ling suddenly roared, and the whole person stepped forward, and in a blink of an eye, he came to Pang De.

Injury is just Bu Ling's trick, his real intention is to attract Pound to come to him, what a bold and murderous meaning this is!

Sure enough, Xianbei is crazy!

At such a time, these people may not be able to be called human beings, because whether it is their courage or their crazy temper, they are all very surprised by ordinary people.

But at this time, Pound didn't dare to relax at all, he continued to move forward, continued to kill, as long as possible, he would definitely slaughter the other party directly.

At this critical moment, Pound didn't have time to react. He could only spread his arms to fight against Bu Ling, maybe this was the strength to fight.

Who the hell is Bu Ling?!

What kind of existence is he Xianbei?!

The previously injured chest could not see a trace of change at this moment, and it was obvious that this opponent was a fierce opponent that Pound could not imagine!

No one will tell Pound what Bu Ling's true identity is, and for Pound, his real battle may only have just begun now.

There is no retreat, there is no retreat, Pound must kill, and he must fight to the end, otherwise, he is very likely to be bloodthirsty and killed by the other party.

"Kill!"

Thinking of this, Pound had no other way at all, and at this moment, he could only use his most mellow strength to give him a fatal blow.

Kill, kill, kill!

At this point, both sides have no way out, and if you want to win, there is only one way, and that is to kill each other! (To be continued.) )