With a knife in his body, the face of the black iron strong man suddenly swelled with blood, and then the blood turned into snow, and he was about to fall, but he never said a word, staring at the person with the sword on his back, forcibly endured the pain, and threw a punch. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The realm of the swordsman is not as high as that of the swordsman, but his body style is better than that of the other party, which makes Wu Heita's injured punch regretfully fail, and he glances back with disdain: "This son is not something that a subordinate like you can touch!" ”

At the moment of life and death, Wu Heita didn't have the kung fu to fight with him at all, his teeth were clenched, and he smashed out with another punch: "If you want to hurt the prince, kill me first!" ”

But his strength was more than dexterous and lacking, and the man with the sword on his back easily dodged again, and said proudly: "The nameless man is not worthy of dying under my sword." When he saw that his accomplice raised his sword again, he no longer paid attention to Wu Heita, and instead looked directly at Duan Pingsheng, the scabbard came out by half a point, and it was even more cold, and he said leisurely, "The title of the king of the county, you can barely be the soul of my sword, no, the soul of the scabbard!" ”

"Don't be ashamed!"

Duan Pingsheng snorted coldly, feeling that this assassin was really an amateur, not only did he talk a lot of nonsense before he started, but also liked to be cool, the assassins he met during his time in the country were not much stronger, this swordsman was more like those wealthy sons, thinking that the rivers and lakes were romantic, and practicing swords was only to win the attention of others, more precisely, it was the addition of the girls' blue eyes.

Duan used his sharp eyes to stop Wu Heita who came to die, he was very moved by the black iron strong man's recklessness, but what he wanted was a living Wu Heita, and if he died, he would have no value. Seeing Wu Heita turn around to resist the enemy, narrowly dodging the sharp blade, Duan Pingsheng put his mind at ease and paid attention to this swordsman with pride in his eyes.

He wanted to tell the other party that no matter whether it is the country or the rivers and lakes, it has always been cruel.

Duan has never wasted the fists and feet sharpened in the army, although this swordsman is sharp, but his realm is still the weakest of the three assassins, he has just passed the foundation building to reach a heavy building, and he is only strong in Duan Pingsheng's life with his physical fitness. The swordsman really didn't pull out the long sword, so he used the scabbard to shoot, and the long sword was like a poisonous snake out of a hole, and it stabbed Duan Pingsheng's eye socket very trickily.

His eyesight was strengthened by the Qi Mud Pill, and he could catch the trajectory of the scabbard, and Duan Pingsheng, who responded calmly, dodged the scabbard dangerously and dangerously, and his cheeks staggered with it. Duan did not choose to retreat, but rushed to the fist with a very strong progress, the fist rushed straight forward, hitting the opponent's door, the person with the back sword naturally would not be easily hit, snorted coldly, shook his wrist, slapped the scabbard horizontally, and the strength erupted between the square inches, condensing the terrifying power at the end of the scabbard, if he was hit, the skull would at least be densely cracked.

The warning was suddenly born, Duan immediately put away his fists and squatted, and the result of being greedy for knives could only be self-inflicted. Fortunately, the dodge was timely, but the scabbard was knocked off the scarf on the top, and the hair was scattered, but the swordsman couldn't stop for a moment because he used too much strength. The opportunity passed in a flash, Duan Pingsheng categorically would not let it go, his body squatted to the bottom, and then his legs suddenly strengthened, with the help of the recoil to add strength, the waist and abdomen twisted violently so that the chest was parallel to the earth, and only then did he withdraw a punch and in an instant, both fists came out together, and the strength of his body gathered his fists and went straight through the swordsman's chest.

This set of superficial tricks, Duan Pingsheng has been honed in the country for twelve years, and he has long been perfect, and the man with the sword on his back is obviously still wandering in the romantic rivers and lakes, and he can't dodge and take a heavy blow, and he can't help but retreat back. Duan Pingsheng was unforgiving, bullied up, and smashed his opponent's knee with a backhand elbow.

And in a hurry, the man with the sword on his back no longer dared to hold it up, so he could only grit his teeth and draw out the sword, and suddenly a cold light emerged in an instant, as if the faint candle flame was solidified into ice, so that the masked leader who had always felt that the long sword was childish had to agree, this sword was more domineering than his tiger head broadsword.

Duan Pingsheng was harassed by the cold air, and his strength was not enough, although the elbow hit was ineffective, and he could not continue to repel the opponent, so he could only get out and retreat.

"Now that I know that I have retired, why didn't I think of it just now?"

The swordsman sneered and sarcastic, and directly put his words behind him, and the cold light sword shook out a beautiful sword flower, and killed Duan Pingsheng again. The sword-bearer who lost face, holding his breath and wanting to get back to the field, he used all his strength to use the swordsmanship he had just started, and performed light skills to force Duan Pingsheng to a dead end.

The true identity of the sword-bearer is a gambler, and his task is to test whether the king of Wuyou County is Duan Pingsheng, and through the battle of Fang Cai, he has a rough judgment. Li Jiangnan is completely a weak scholar, who else can have such a ruthless fist and kick, except for the famous Duan Wangye? The swordsman saw that Duan Pingsheng was forced by him to have no way out, and his heart was indescribably happy.

At first, Duan Pingsheng was repeatedly defeated, and the Tang Dynasty controlled by the Ace Guild also fell into a desperate situation, but the best time to destroy the Tang Dynasty was lost because of Duan Pingsheng's magical command strategy. Since then, although Duan Pingsheng has also suffered repeated defeats, he has not been painfully defeated, but has become a climate for fighting to nourish the war, and then the march and battle will be better than the loss, which makes the members of the Qitian Guild, who thought that the victory was in their hands when they opened the service, become more and more panicked.

The swordsman completely witnessed the whole process of Duan Pingsheng's rise, so his hatred for Duan was also stronger, in the key battle of the reversal of the situation between Tang and Chu, this hatred became powerless, Duan Pingsheng commanded like a divine help, full of strange soldiers, and the Great Chu State was defeated, and his vitality was greatly injured, he still remembered the day he returned to Beijing to die, how the people in the entire capital looked at them. After that, Duan Pingsheng completely showed his heroic side, and with the connivance of the Tang Emperor, he was out of control, winning many battles, until the last battle that decided the life and death of Da Chu.

There is no pressure on Datang in this battle, and if he loses, he will lose, so as not to hurt his muscles and bones, but Da Chu, who is at the juncture of life and death, must spend 120,000 points of energy to resist the tiger and wolf army under Duan Pingsheng's command. That battle condensed the national strength of the entire Great Chu, and the whole country did its best, almost all the resources that could be invested were thrown in, and all the soldiers waited for it, just to be able to thwart Duan Pingsheng's spirit.

However, something happened that the swordsmen can't let go of now, Meng Changge, who is the supreme commander of Great Chu, actually chose to turn his back on Great Chu at a critical moment, which directly wiped out the morale of the three armies, and all the previous preparations were destroyed. Needless to say, Duan Pingsheng effortlessly laid the first place in the military path in one fell swoop, waved his army to the capital, and personally killed Emperor Chu to seize the jade seal.

The swordsman really wanted to end Duan Ping's life like this, but tonight, before leaving, the captain told him to be sure to spare a dog's life, because his deal with Zhang Liao touched everyone's hearts. As a last resort, the swordsman could only sigh with regret, suppressed the murderous intent, and the sword blade turned to stab Duan Pingsheng's left shoulder collarbone, but due to his momentary trance, Duan who tried his best to dodge still avoided it in a thrilling way, making the long sword pierce the wall of the old house without any stagnation.

Seeing this, the swordsman looked violent, I can't kill you, but it doesn't mean that I can't torture you, stabbed by my "Hanjiang Snow", the cold poison will invade from the wound, completely freezing the surrounding skin and flesh, unless it is resolved with a high and deep internal force, it can only be cut off. The swordsman looked at Duan Someone's lower body with ill intentions, and everyone in Youzhou City said that you are not a eunuch and you are better than a eunuch, so you will simply become a real eunuch!

The swordsman sneered and was about to draw his long sword, but a figure suddenly rushed out of the old house and pounced on him, and Duan Pingsheng, who was about to fight back, was shocked to find that the small stool actually ran out and bit the swordsman's leg, with a resolute and resolute expression.

"Shhhh Suffering from pain, the swordsman was furious, and his luck was shocked, and he directly bounced the small stool far away, and crashed into the side of the spiritual bed unconscious, "I'll kill you little brute!" ”

Duan Pingsheng was concerned about the safety of the small stool, but he had to resolve the crisis in front of him first, kicked out suddenly, kicked away the swordsman but also let him pull out the sword, and Wu Heita, who had always been watching here, saw Duan Pingsheng in a desperate situation, and once again left the opponent and turned to support. At this time, he removed the knife wound on his back, and hung several colors, becoming more and more difficult to defeat the opponent, he relied on his magnificent physique, strong blood and strong back to eat the second knife, and smashed a punch to the swordsman who pushed backwards.

The vest was in severe pain, and the swordsman was furious: "A subordinate like you dare to touch me?" Suffer death! ”

Before the words fell, he directly turned around and fought back at Wu Heita, the black iron strong man who was attacked on his back and abdomen immediately fell into a critical situation, at such a juncture, he clearly realized that his life was short, since the target of the two assassins was himself, he simply dragged the strongest one with his life, and fought for more life for the prince, he suddenly shouted "Wang Ye go quickly", then turned around again, and punched the face of the masked knife man.

Walk?

Of course Duan Pingsheng won't go.

At this moment, Wu Heita spat blood and swung his fist to resist the enemy, there was a blood-stained long knife in front of him, and the cold ice sword stabbed insidiously behind him, seeing that the black iron strong man was about to die without a complete corpse, Duan Pingsheng felt that he could no longer sit still, and at this moment, the only thing he could do was to cast a soul dementorship.

The Jiangdong Banner Soul had already been charged, and Duan Someone urged with all his strength without dragging the mud and water, and a full eighty points of spiritual power instantly gushed out of the mud pills, spreading to the side of his eyes, and in an instant, his eyes actually emitted blood, and the spirits gathered in his eyes, and the red light flashed at the center of his eyebrows, and it was because of the surging qi that his face could not be seen really.

[Spiritualism (Entry, Enhancement) Activated!] 】

[Determining the target's will level]

[Judged...... Judgment Successful】

[Spiritualism (Beginner, Enhanced) Successfully Activated!] 】

The previous targets of the Soul Dementorship were ordinary people who did not know martial arts, but this time it was an extremely vicious body refining martial artist, Duan was afraid that the Soul Technique would not work, so he simply exhausted the spiritual power of the mud pill and turned it into the strongest trick he could perform. Fortunately, the soul dementor judgment was finally passed, so that his hard work was not in vain, but it was only in exchange for the instant loss of consciousness of the sword-wielding assassin, but in just an instant, for Wu Heita, it was already the difference between life and death.

When he was dying, the black iron strong man fought hard, gathered all his strength to his right hand, and smashed the big fist of the casserole against the tiger head knife at the opposite door, the original situation was that the long knife killed Wu Heita first, but because Duan Pingsheng intervened horizontally, he let his fist smash into the opponent's face first. The force of the punch poured out, first the bridge of the nose was broken, and then the face under the black clothes was twisted and hideous, and then the fist pressed down to protrude the phalanges and broke into the eye socket, directly squeezing an eyeball.

The scream immediately rang out, but Wu Heita, who was bleeding from the chest of the sword behind his back, still did not say a word.

He is like a huge tower, even if he dies, he will stand in the world.