The eldest lady is like a graceful flower butterfly, dancing in front of this tower-like giant, and her dexterous footsteps are matched with the sword flower that is pulled up, which is indescribably elegant and beautiful.

The two of them are fat and thin, one is clever with strength, and the other is strong with softness, which is extremely strong visual contrast with people.

On the other side of the intersection, a blood-drinking knife in Mengcha's hand was as fast as lightning, nine knives in a row, and the short square knife was like life in his hand, and each knife beckoned towards Wang Daxian's vital point.

Wang Daxian looked crumbling with his bare hands, like a flat boat in a storm. But strange to say, he can always find the gap in that moment in the impenetrable rain of knives, and fight with Moncha for a while.

Four streets, three buckets.

A lively intersection, with only one street being somewhat quiet.

Tang An and Peng Yuanzheng stood side by side, and the spiritual ghost Huo Lan on the opposite side still had a gentle smile on his face, gently fanning the feather fan. If it weren't for the sound of "ping-pong" where swords intersected around them, maybe they looked more like old friends who had been reunited after a long absence.

The fan of the spiritual ghost rested on his chest and said, "I've never liked to fight and kill. In my opinion, it is better for us to end up amicably, what do you two think? ”

Tang An said: "I heard that the Lingzhi ghost is scheming, and he has always been the dog-headed military advisor of the five ghosts in the Western Regions. If you want to come to this good show in Bianjing, it's your handiwork, right? “

Holland did not deny it, and said: "We have different positions, each is its own master, and there is no right or wrong." ”

"Humph! Six families, plus my general's mansion, a total of twenty-nine lives! Such a blood feud, can you resolve it with just a few words? Peng Yuanzheng said angrily.

"So, we can't get along?" Horan asked.

Peng Yuanzheng said: "If you leave your life, let's talk." “

Huo Lan sighed and said, "General Peng is working hard, it seems that if I want to stay alive, I have to show some sincerity." Do you know what we are going to Bianjing City for? “

Peng Yuanzheng said curiously: "What? ”

"It's for... Kill you! ”

Taking advantage of the moment Peng Yuanzheng's attention was attracted, Huo Lan's fat body immediately moved.

If you don't move, it's enough, and it's like taking off a rabbit.

No one could have imagined that Huo Lan's bloated body would move so quickly. And the seemingly harmless feather fan in his hand is actually his biggest reliance.

Reinforced iron fan, sharp as a knife.

"Die!"

Holland still had a smile on his face, but those who knew him well knew that the more he laughed, the harder he struck. Whoever is deceived by his smiling appearance will have only one result.

Die!

Peng Yuanzheng was shocked, Huo Lan had already deceived him. The iron fan came with the sound of breaking wind, causing the former to flash backwards like a reflex.

"Whew!"

Tie Shan slashed in a flash, tearing a hole in Peng Yuanzheng's chest, and Yin Hong's blood line dyed his clothes red. Fortunately, Peng Yuanzheng fought all year round and reacted quickly, but he only suffered a skin injury, otherwise this move alone would have killed him.

Huo Lan forced Peng Yuan's expedition with one move, and then slashed towards Tang An. If the two of them are forced away, then Lu Zhaoan, who is next to Tang An, is the best life-saving straw. caught Peng Yuanzheng's only son, these two people must be bogeyed.

There was a sneer on the corner of Tang An's mouth, and at the moment when Peng Yuanzheng was forced to retreat, he had already rolled over with Peng Zhaoan in his arms and avoided it.

"How daring!" Peng Yuanzheng saw that this guy actually hit his beloved son's attention again, his eyes were split, and he pounced on him with a loud shout.

However, Peng Yuanzheng has been fighting all year round, and he has learned the art of war, and his martial arts are also all open and closed to kill the enemy, and there is still a big gap compared to these masters of the rivers and lakes. Moreover, Huo Lan had weapons in hand and had the advantage, which made Peng Yuanzheng deal with it for a while, and the danger was full of dangers.

On the other hand, Jingyun's situation is not very optimistic at this time.

The reason why the wind ape ghost is called this name is because his arms are as long as an ape, and secondly because he is extremely fast and comes and goes like the wind. Many people have already been in a different place without even touching his shadow, just like Zhao Shanhe who was killed that night.

Speed is not Jingyun's strong point, so he has been led by the nose. At this time, his snow-white robe had been torn open by the iron claws, and the red blood was smeared, like many plum blossoms blooming on a white canvas, which looked shocking.

The wind ape ghost's eyes were already blood-red, like a shark that smelled blood, trembling with excitement, muttering "blood, blood" while shuttling left and right like a ghost, grabbing any gap to add new injuries to Jingyun's seemingly crumbling body.

Jing Yun didn't seem to feel the pain at all, his indifferent face was locked on the black shadow like the wind, and the long sword in his hand held up the sword flowers, but he couldn't touch the corners of the wind ape ghost's clothes.

"Your blood... I want your blood..."The Wind Ape grinned as if admiring a perfect work of art.

Jing Yun said coldly: "I want your life!" “

The Wind Ape Ghost took advantage of it, ignoring Jing Yun's threat at all, and the black claws grabbed Jing Yun's face again. Jing Yun raised his sword to block it, but saw that the thin figure in front of him suddenly disappeared, but he felt that there was an extra person on his back.

Climbing on someone's back and slitting the enemy's throat with its pitch-black iron claws is the Wind Ape's favorite method of killing. The "gurgling" sound in the enemy's throat before dying sounded the most touching song to him.

Today, however, he miscalculated.

Jing Yun didn't think about it, and the iron sword in his hand stabbed back against his neck. Just as the pitch-black iron claw was about to cut through his throat, the sound of the sword entering the flesh sounded.

Jing Yun had never believed much in luck, but today he had to believe it.

The sword that had accompanied him for more than ten years stabbed into the throat of the wind ape ghost impartially. It is undoubtedly a great irony that those who want to kill are killed instead.

Warm blood spilled down Jingyun's neck and down his back. Jing Yun grabbed the wind ape ghost's collar backwards, pulled him and threw him to the ground.

The wind ape ghost had not yet lost his breath at this time, and he touched his neck with his trembling hand, the excitement in his eyes did not decrease, and he said vaguely: "Blood... My..."

Jing Yun took a few steps forward, walked in front of the wind ape ghost, and said, "I said, I want your life!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the sword light flickered. One of the heads of the Wind Ape Ghost was cut off, and blood gushed from his neck, instantly dyeing the earth red.

"The third child!"

"Third brother!"

Moncha and Barhan shouted at the same time.

Just for a moment, it is the key to winning or losing for the best masters. Taking advantage of Meng Cha's uneasiness, Wang Daxian slapped his palms forward in unison, and Meng Cha only felt that his chest was like a lightning strike, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a "poof", and the square knife in his hand was thrown to the ground.

Balhan was no better, seeing the death of his third brother who had been friends for many years, he suddenly felt sad in his heart, wailed, and his tiger eyes were red.

Cheng Caixi would not give him time to mourn for his siblings, and the sword that had been used to scare Tang An all day long finally revealed its hideous side and stabbed into Balhan's shoulder fiercely.

"Ahh

Bal Khan let out a big cry of pain, and swept the huge hook in his hand, and the eldest lady had no choice but to let go, but the long sword remained on his body.

Moncha and Barhan retreated together, back to back, and when they saw everyone around them staring at them, they both felt an unprecedented threat.

"Big brother, what should we do?" Barhan asked.

Meng Cha didn't speak, but set his eyes on Huo Lan and Peng Yuanzheng, the only ones who were still fighting.

Peng Yuanzheng is a powerful general who went to the Western Regions, and he is in a high position, if he can be taken down, there may be a glimmer of life.

Huo Lan's ability is clearer than anyone else, he can rank second among the five ghosts in the Western Regions, not only in wisdom, but also in martial arts. At this time, in the face of Peng Yuanzheng, who was poor in donkey skills, Huo Lan could be said to have an advantage.

An iron fan danced in Huo Lan's hand, and he knocked Peng Yuanzheng to the ground with one palm, and seeing that Peng Yuanzheng was about to be captured alive, Meng Cha's face finally swelled with joy.

But soon, this smile solidified on his face.

Monza forgot about one person.

Tang An.

This little scholar who has been watching the excitement from the sidelines is too easy to be ignored, except for being mean and arrogant enough, and killing his fifth brother, Moncha has no impression of him. It is said that this guy doesn't know martial arts at all, and he is just a scholar who has no power to restrain the chicken, who will look at him differently?

But as the facts turned out in front of him, Moncha was blind and wrong.

Holland was in a good situation, but suddenly it was as if he had been exerted. The man still maintained the appearance of wielding an iron fan ready to deal a fatal blow to Peng Yuanzheng, but he froze in place and did not move.

"Big brother, second brother, he... Why don't you move? Barhanne asked.

Moncha didn't speak, for he didn't know how to explain it.

Not only him, but all the people who were paying attention to the final battlefield, Wang Daxian, Eldest Miss, Jing Yun, and even Peng Yuanzheng were stunned, and no one knew what was happening.

The only one who knows the truth is Tang An, who is holding a delicate wooden box.

"Dead fat man, no matter how high his martial arts are, he is afraid of kitchen knives, and no matter how deep his kung fu is, he is also afraid of silver needles. Open guns are easy to dodge and dark arrows are difficult to prevent, in vain you have been in the rivers and lakes for so long, and your alertness is so poor, what are the 'Five Ghosts of the Western Regions'. ”

With smugness on his face, Tang An slowly walked to Huo Lan's side, stretched out a finger and tapped it on the latter's forehead, and Huo Lan fell to the ground like a pile of mud.

He still had a smile on his face, but he had lost the breath of life.

"Dead?" Wang Daxian exclaimed.

The eldest lady was stunned, looking at Tang An's eyes like looking at a stranger. This guy... Really don't understand martial arts?

"Tang An... How do you do it? Cheng Caixi asked everyone's questions.

Tang An raised the wooden box in his hand and said with a smile: "Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle, a gift from Sister Fairy." Exquisite workmanship and beautiful shape, you deserve it. ”

Depend on! Actually using a hidden weapon, despicable!

Cheng Caixi felt contempt in his heart, but for the notorious murderer like the Four Ghosts of the Western Regions, no matter what means he used, it would be good if he could kill him.

Wang Daxian laughed and said, "Okay, it's good to die!" Tang An, where do you sell this thing? The old man also went to buy one hundred and eighty copies, and when the time came, he would also find a hundred or so good hands to sneak into the Xia Kingdom, killing people invisibly, wouldn't it be happy? ”

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