Only the man who mentioned the ~ gun, he first coughed lightly with his hand to his mouth, and then lifted a pot of wine, put it in his mouth, drank the last drop of wine, lifted the ~ gun to find Xiao Qianjue, and laughed: "Long into the sea once again to learn the Black Water Grandmaster's tricks!" ”

Xiao Qianjue's face was as cold as iron, and he said, "Guo Jing, you took my apprentice, where are you locked up?" ”

Guo Jing was fighting with Shi Tianfeng, the crazy old man, at this time, and he had no time to say more, Long Zhuhai laughed: "That Tartar is self-killed." ”

The cold flame in Xiao Qian's eyes flashed, and he said: "Nantian Sanqi, count a few men, more than ten years ago, the three of you took me a palm, and you should have died, but I didn't expect that I could recover from my injuries, and my martial arts would have improved to a higher level, but I could slightly block me a few points, but that's all." ”

The black was dim, and Xiao Qianjue's black robe flew by, rising from the ground, forcing the dragon who was marching wildly into the sea.

Guo Jing is the first person to Shi Tianfeng, one with the Nine Yin True Scripture and the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending, and he is indeed worthy of being the first person to cultivate martial arts in the Southern Song Dynasty, but the other is the master of the Dongdao Arsenal, and the martial arts are profound and incredible. For a while, the two fought on a par.

The three Mongolian heroes are Xiao Xiangzi, Nemo Xing, and Yin Kexi, who are keen on fame, their eyes are spinning, and only Guo Jing exists.

The remaining Mongolian masters still have two masters of hidden secrets, the Red Sun Dharma King is majestic, wearing the red inner yellow lama robe, his hands are erected on his chest, and his status is obviously above the Golden Wheel Dharma King, and he said to the Golden Wheel Dharma King: "I don't want the Central Plains martial arts to have so many outstanding people, I am lonely and hidden in the Divine Peak, I don't know after all." ”

"Forgive me, these people are not your opponents, Senior Brother Red Sun."

The King of the Golden Wheel looked at the soldiers at the head of the city, they were all far away, and they didn't dare to approach, but the bows, crossbows, knives and guns were raised together, he smiled, and then looked down, Meng Gong, who had always been willing to be a turtle with a shrunken head, actually led the troops to rush into battle, and secretly screamed in his heart, and said: "Senior Brother Hongri, this will be handed over to you to take care of, Meng Gong is a good leader of the troops, he is my enemy of Mengyuan, I will kill him." ”

The Red Sun Dharma King's eyes were fixed, and he exclaimed, "Good! ”

He was perceiving the battle situation all the time, shuttling through his figures from time to time, and forming a wonderful and gratuitous handprint on his hands.

Huang Yaoshi Yu Xiao crossed Chen Rujian, and sneered: "I heard that in recent years, Meng Yuan has produced a great genius, attacking cities and plundering land, invincible, and subduing Meng Yuan's great master Ba Si Pa with a sword, it turned out to be you kid, I want to see what is so great about you." ”

Xi Kunlun carried the sword box, but did not come out of the sword, only used his hands to pick up the sword momentum of the jade flute in Huang Yaoshi's palm, and said with a smile: "I traveled thousands of miles from north to west, and then from west to east, this time I came to dominate the world, and I have not met someone who is worthy of asking me to punish a sword from heaven." ”

Huang Yaoshi frowned, Xi Kunlun's arrogance and arrogance were only imitated by Su Liu, and this person's talent was not under Su Liu, he only used the Luoying Divine Sword to test it, and he knew that Xi Kunlun's skills were as unpredictable as the abyss, majestic and inexplicable.

The two of them passed thirteen hands, one hand was faster than the other, until in the end, it was a solid palm, and Huang Yaoshi actually staggered his steps and took three steps back.

Xi Kunlun's body shook and laughed loudly: "Happy, my Xingluo scattered hands according to the number of heavens and buckets, but I can participate in the mystery of the Beidou, and I swept the wolves in the Western Regions under my palm, and no one can stop the three hands, or Huang Laoxi, you have profound skills and profound knowledge." ”

If you want to pick him up, you must not only be familiar with profound martial arts, but also have an opinion on the number of heavens and doushu, otherwise you have to cry out in vain, use your strength to break the skill, and get twice the result with half the effort.

"Good boy, come again!"

Huang Yaoshi sneered, flicked his sleeves and bent his fingers, and collapsed into the void, shuttling like an arrow, which was a magic power.

He knows astronomy, geography, the five elements gossip, the strange door retreat, omniscient, and encounters the heavenly machine god such as West Kunlun, and his martial arts have changed to the extreme, and it is precisely when he meets the opponent.

With a wave of Xi Kunlun's sleeves, a line of qi was arranged, intercepting his fingers like a wall of qi, and the arrogance in his chest was stimulated, and he laughed loudly, and said: "It is also a great pleasure in life to be able to kill the Eastern Evil today." ”

The two of them fought in a circle again, their hands and feet were circled, and they fell straight down from the wall, their feet flew on the city wall, their bodies seemed to be parallel to the city wall, but their hands did not stop for a moment, and their fists and palms were crossed, breaking the air flow, and the sound was not down.

At this time, Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng were fighting equally, and the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending and the Toad Gong were also old rivals for decades.

Long entered the sea more than ten hands, even if he relied on the advantage of the spear, he also fell behind, and the danger was repeated. A lamp master with white eyebrows and a xuan, a finger of his hand, a little warm sun also like a bit of energy escaped, hit the shoulder boat of the great monk of mercy and grace, the monk of mercy and the monk screamed, the acupoint ~ the road was restricted, the arm was sore, and the offensive was suffocated.

With a light and a movement, he grabbed the belt at the Mercy Conference, and his figure swept up again, faster than Jinghong, but he slapped Xiao Qian with his backhand, and swept back, standing at the head of the city, giving Long into the sea a moment of respite.

Xiao Qianjue's eyes were strange, and he snorted~ and said, "The old monk has good means, but you want to take people away, but you can't." ”

Master Yideng looked at the city and sighed, "Since you have to do this one, it is better to go down to the city to face it." ”

He carried the belt of the great monk of mercy and flew down the city, and the Red Sun Dharma King found this opportunity, and did not say much, only condensed the strength of his body, and came to sneak attack a lamp.

This hidden secret immortal monk launched a ruthless attack, and sure enough, when a pair of flesh palm prints came, there was nothing different, but when they were a few feet apart, the palm of that pair gradually turned red, and the palm prints also changed from small to large.

There is no abnormal sound of the wind, but the palms have the power of wind and thunder.

What a ruthless mudra kung fu!

Hong Qigong saw that it was not right, and shouted: "One light, beware of the thief monk." ”

A lamp was in the air, with no way to borrow strength, and he was still holding the great monk of mercy in his hand, and he only said suddenly: The old man died here!

He is merciful and believes that people are inherently good, even if Ci'en has repeatedly made big mistakes and his heart is difficult to go, he doesn't want to kill him, he just wants to find a quiet place to persuade him.

It's just a flickering blow from the supreme master of the Red Sun Dharma King, but it was intercepted by a powerful and galloping palm like a dragon.

It's Guo Jing!

At this time, Guo Jing, with the help of Dacheng Jiuyin and the Descending Dragon Palm, with one enemy and four, his figure was as fixed as a mountain, fluttering like a breeze, and he was still at ease, not showing any traces of defeat, and the development of the surrounding situation was all in his eyes. (To be continued.) )