The 'fierce' fight between the three people in the center of the field is still 'fierce', and the sword aura is still smooth, the sword is shining, and the folding fan is fluttering......

The two grandsons gradually felt their arms sore at this moment.

Of course.

There was already some physical exhaustion, but the attacks of the cultural people became more and more fierce and faster, until he was 'forced' to retreat continuously.

……

Sweating.

Cultured people move more easily and quickly than they did at the beginning.

The folding fan flew back into his hand.

Got it.

Suddenly turned his hand, flew out again, and attacked Ge Feng, which was really in control.

Ge Feng was injured by a folding fan.

……

At this moment, the wound was still gushing with blood, his face was pale, and beads of sweat were falling like rain.

Bleeding profusely.

It is.

The mind begins to get dizzy.

When avoiding the attacking folding fan.

There is some stagnation.

Where can I spare my hands to relieve the plight of my grandson and the two.

Ye Ming.

Wang Zhongxiang saw that his eldest brother was injured.

I was already worried and anxious in my heart, and when I saw him dodging the folding fan of the cultural person, his movements were a little sluggish, and he knew that he couldn't support what he already had.

……

Moon.

And I saw that his face was pale again.

At this time, he said loudly: "Big brother, you are injured and come down to rest for a while, let the younger brother teach him a lesson on your behalf." After finishing speaking, he glanced at Mr. Huang who was standing aside.

Choked a little sound.

Crazy.

The sword rushed forward and stood in front of Ge Feng.

The sword traveled a wonderful way, drawing a circle in the air, and the folding fan that was flying over was stuck to the tip of his sword by what move he used, and the long sword was 'stiff'.

……

The folding fan """Boom" "Boom" flew towards the master.

Circumstance.

Ge Feng said secretly with concern.

"This person is powerful, be careful."

Wang Zhongxiang nodded and immediately pursued him.

Mr. Huang hurriedly came over to help Ge Feng.

Got it.

asked someone to take cloth and 'medicine' to bandage his wound, but Wang Yimishi was thrown out by the cultural people, hit too hard, and was still 'unconscious' at the moment.

Just heard a small sound of "ah", and the short bodies of the two grandsons suddenly flew out, and it turned out that he finally couldn't support it.

All.

……

The movement was a little slower, and he was slapped into the 'fierce' chamber by the quick palm of the cultural person, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out.

Meng Laoshi hurriedly went up to support him and asked, "Brother Sun, are you okay?" ”

The two grandsons glared at the cultural humanity viciously: "'Milk' and 'milk' are so powerful. ”

Nature.

At this moment, although Wang Zhongxiang's long sword dances fast, the cultural person folds the fan in his hand, and he is even more handy, often without waiting for the opponent's long sword to stab out, the folding fan in his hand has sealed the direction of the sword in advance.

Follow with the left palm to shoot out.

Crazy.

'Forced' Wang Zhongxiang had to retreat and dodge.

……

Now that the two grandsons have been defeated, Wang Zhongxiang can still play a few tricks with cultural people at first, but after a long time, he can only defend but not attack.

Concentration.

After fighting for a while.

I feel that the attacks of cultural people are getting faster and more violent.

He was already angry at the moment, and his swordsmanship was completely 'chaotic' and 'chaotic', but he could only see the moves.

Suddenly, the cultural people shouted, "Look at it." ”

Walk.

……

The voice of the voice could not stop, his left palm slapped straight towards the 'door', the palm wind whirred, and the strong palm wind of Ling Guang raised Wang Zhongxiang's hair 'excited' and 'swinging'.

OK.

Wang Zhongxiang was very frightened, and before he could think about it, he hurriedly fell to the ground and rolled out more than a foot away, afraid of being pursued by cultural people, and his body had not yet stood up.

First of all, dance a sword 'flower' in the air to protect the vital point.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood up, he heard Ge Feng shouting in his ear: "Second brother be careful." ”

Bad.

Immediately, I just heard "Boom"

"Huh" "The sound of breaking the sky is coming, when you see what it is?" The folding fan had already reached his face, and he was taken to his throat.

So fast!

Also.

……

Many people inadvertently exclaimed, imagining in their hearts: This time I am dead.

Wang Zhongxiang also knew that it was too late for him to dodge at this moment.

At this time, he stood there in a daze, waiting for the folding fan to come and take his life.

Hearing the exclamation, the old man of Dongfang Fengge had also slowly woken up, and what he didn't think about was that as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the folding fan flying towards Wang Zhongxiang.

Anti-Japanese.

For a moment, I don't know what's going on, and I'm very nervous here.

It's all to the point where there is no way to solve it, and the continuous efforts are not momentary, and only a small sound is heard.

……

The folding fan was still half a meter away from Wang Zhongxiang's throat, and suddenly it was hit by an object and fell to the ground.

Balance.

The eyes of the cultural people were wide-eyed, and it was known that some people had secretly saved Wang Zhongxiang, and their eyes were shining, sweeping and shooting around, but when they saw everyone standing aside, their eyes widened.

Zui opened his jaw, very shocked, and did not see any suspicious person.

I was doubting myself in my heart, and when I raised my eyes, my whole body inadvertently shook for a while, and my face became very surprised.

Of course.

It turned out that beside Wang Zhongxiang, many people had unconsciously added a person in black.

But seeing him standing 'upright' in front, with fluttering sleeves and extraordinary momentum, people can't help but feel a sense of respect.

The man in black wore a hat and a gray cloth covering his face, and held a sword in his hand, all black, and his eyes were in the shadow of the hat.

Undertaking.

It's like...

It was the smoothness of the two sword qi that pierced his throat.

After seeing this black-clothed man, the cultural person just felt cold all over, and naturally felt a sense of awe.

When did this man in black stand here?

Detail.

What's the matter, standing in the center of the field without a trace and silently in front of the eyes of hundreds of people.

Where he came from, none of this is known to anyone, much less to see.

This man in black is like... It is unbelievable that it appeared out of thin air.

Expression.

It's just that the eyes of all the people here widened, and they opened their mouths in shock, and they didn't know why. Some people think they have seen a ghost.

……

The body did not stop trembling, zui's 'lips' were white, and cold sweat penetrated through his clothes.

Quiet!

Of course.

Everything has become so lonely and cold, empty and empty.

Seemingly calm surface.

Secretly, it is the cold that 'forces' people, and a chill rises in everyone's heart.

All of them were stunned for a long time.

Three times.

Suddenly, he heard the East style 'excited' and excitedly shouted: "Engong! ”

At this time, he hurriedly came to the man in black.

Kneeled down.

Shake.

Ge Feng and Wang Zhongxiang also hurriedly knelt down.

Dong Feng said: "Thank you Engong for saving the life of Lao Er's second son, Lao Er felt 'excited' endlessly, and he would not give up even if he died." ”

Night Moon.

The man in black hurriedly reached out to Fudong style.

But he didn't get up for anything, and said: "Engong, last time you went like the wind, I don't have to wait to kowtow and thank you, at this moment you will definitely be worshiped by the old man."

said kowtow and bowed, Ge Feng and Wang Zhongxiang naturally followed suit.

Bright.

(End of chapter)