Sure enough, as soon as Tie Hu finished speaking, Zhu Kanglai's head was cut off by Leng Donghe's broadsword

"Kang Lai!!" Seeing that his beloved disciple was cut off by a sword, Zheng Yihang, the head of the Huashan faction, suddenly became red-eyed, his eyes were about to split, and he rushed into the ring desperately, holding Zhu Kanglai's corpse and crying bitterly

"This person is not enough, isn't that his apprentice, how can this Zheng Yihang cry as if he had died of his own son. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Zhao Xu said with some joy and some hanging

"Son, you don't know, there have been rumors on the rivers and lakes for a long time, this Zhu Kanglai has his mother's surname, no one knows who his Laozi is, but anyone with a discerning eye knows that this Zhu Kanglai is actually the illegitimate son of this Zheng Yihang." Tiehu explained

"Oh, I'll tell you, but don't say it, look closely at how these two really look alike." Zhao Xu said with a little understanding

"Leng Donghe, martial arts competition, why did you kill people, and the methods were so vicious, a sword actually cut off the head of my beloved apprentice." Zheng Yihang's face was extremely angry, and his voice yelled at Leng Donghe like a cuckoo crying blood

"Zheng Yihang, you don't make noise here, Lao Tzu said before he came up, whoever comes up may not be able to live, this kid comes up to die by himself, can you blame me, he is not good at learning and was killed by me, this has to blame you, the master can't teach a good apprentice." Leng Donghe said quibly

Zheng Yihang, who was about to crack, kept glaring at Leng Donghe, the head of Songshan, he slowly put down the headless corpse of Zhu Kanglai, and then put his head seriously on his neck, after all this was done, Zheng Yihang instantly pulled out his sword, like a long arrow off the string, with the wind of killing, without the slightest hesitation rushed to the Leng Donghe that was close at hand

Both of them are the heads of the same faction, and their martial arts are naturally the highest in the sect to which they belong. Zheng Yihang, the head of Huashan, has light swordsmanship, and his body is erratic, sometimes like a clear feather falling, sometimes like a swift rising. However, the martial arts routine of Leng Donghe, the head of Songshan, is strong and heavy, and a three-inch-wide bronze broadsword in his hand slashes back and forth, it seems that every swing carries the wind of crushing everything, and the two long swords continue to collide rapidly, continuously emitting a series of "ding" and "ding" sounds

Looking at the audience and friends who kept cheering up the two of them, as well as the elite disciples of the two sides who were almost about to fight, Zhao Xu yawned deeply and said to Tiehu: "How long have these two bastards been fighting. ”

"Back to the son, the two of them have been fighting for almost an hour."

"It turns out that it's been so long, these two people should be quite tired now, look at this panting, Hua Rong, Zhang Qing."

"Yes."

"Prepare, take advantage of the exhaustion of these two goods, and go all out to kill these two, Tiehu immediately sent a signal to Lin Chong, ordering all sniper crossbowmen to prepare, and fully cooperate to kill the enemy."

"Yes."

With Zhao Xu's order, the time for killing has finally arrived

"Ding" "Ding" "Ding" ...... The swords in the hands of Zheng Yihang and Leng Donghe are still constantly colliding, accompanied by the sound of jingle bells, constantly rubbing out passionate sparks, and suddenly two wolf tooth feather arrows used the continuous cheers of the crowd as a cover, quietly stabbing straight towards Zheng Yihang and Leng Donghe, who were in the middle of the fierce battle, but both of them are masters who have been famous for a long time in the rivers and lakes, and their perception of danger is like a beast's instinct, the two turned around at the same time, only listening to the two sounds of "ding" and "ding", and the two heavy arrows with strong murderous wolf teeth were knocked away by the two. But just when the two of them were about to take a breath, two flying locusts the size of walnuts suddenly flew from the other direction, Zheng Yihang and Leng Donghe were helpless, so they had to turn around again in a hurry and knock the locust stones away, but at that moment, two wolf tooth heavy arrows had already flown to the side of the two, and the two had no time to turn around and defend again, so they had to move their bodies to the side, but the god of luck seemed to go out to make a big sword this time and did not return, Zheng Yihang and Leng Donghe were on duty by the god of bad luck. The two wolf tooth heavy arrows instantly pierced the shoulder blades of the two, but the bad luck of the two did not end there, the two had not yet come and cried out in pain due to severe pain, the Hua Wolf sniper crossbowman hidden in the dark of the dense forest had seized the opportunity of this moment, his fingers gently pulled the trigger, and several sniper crossbow arrows had come out from different directions, and at the same time, the short sniper crossbow arrows, as if inciting the dark wings of the god of death, through the concealment of the spatial cracks, towards the necks and hearts of Zheng Yihang and Leng Donghe

"Boss !!" The disciples of the Huashan faction and the disciples of the Songshan faction saw that their head was suddenly plotted by an unknown person and died, as if their souls were hollowed out in an instant, and their eyes were red one by one, and they began to look for the enemy who plotted against their head as if they were crazy

"Hahaha......" Just when all the martial arts people were looking for the enemy hidden in the shadows, a contemptuous laughter, with a strong internal force, with a piercing note reached the ears of everyone present,

Immediately after the laughter, a majestic voice, accompanied by the man's internal force again, slowly sounded in the square in front of the entire Daxiong Treasure Hall: "The so-called martial arts conference is just an illegal opportunity group organized by your so-called martial arts sects on the rivers and lakes. Just like this Leng Donghe of the Songshan faction, he wants to enter the palace and despise the imperial power, and there is a martial arts sect called the beggar gang in the rivers and lakes who have been to the palace, but they ended up being exterminated by the forbidden army at the same time as entering the palace. ”

"Amitabha, I don't know which hero is talking, why don't you come out and see it." Lingyin, the presiding abbot of Shaolin Temple, clasped his hands together, and spoke with the power of the lion's roar, which made Zhao Xu feel a burst of pressure at that time

"Brave mouse, why do you keep hiding your head and tail and don't dare to come out to meet, you talk like this, aren't you afraid of the heroes of the world laughing!" Lu Hai, the head of the Qingcheng faction, said with a strong Sichuan accent

"I'm here, and when have I ever hidden my head and tail?" Zhao Xu changed the way he disseminated his internal force, and then showed his end in front of everyone (to be continued.) )