At this time, Peng Wuwang was surrounded by these unknown masters outside the plug, with three layers and three layers outside. At the bottom of the circle are the leaders and masters of the Tu Nan team this time, including: Erguna River Shuangxiong Bogutai, Zarjie, White Bone Spear Ekecha, Cloud Turning Stick Chachai, Black Meteor Fierce Horse, Wild Goose King Zhuo Ruthless, Lightning Banglun, Dark Cloud Fang Lu, Blood Warrior Ji Can, Feifeng Tu Jiao, the second layer is the spear team, the third layer is the *** team, and the third layer is the ranger crossbowmen.

The master of the inner circle had learned Peng Hopeless's methods, and he did not approach, but only three or five people gathered together and fought with him slowly. Peng Wuhopeless wanted to go in and fight, so they immediately retreated, leaving the empty space for the pikemen in the back row, and Peng Wuhopeless had no choice but to retreat. Peng Wuwang broke through several times, but he was blocked back in the same way, and his body was dripping with sweat.

All the Cypriot masters looked at him with murderous and hateful eyes. The Turkic people hated him for killing Da Long's sea of blood, and Feifeng Tujiao brandished his thin willow whip and wanted to tear him to pieces with one whip. The Khitan people hated him for killing Yelu Tiandu, and everyone rounded their scimitars and wanted to cut him into pieces. The Uighurs hated him even more for killing the Bodhisattva, and they were ready to capture him alive and torture him to death.

After more than a dozen rounds, Peng Wuwang had already suffered several injuries on his body, and blood was splattered. He took advantage of the situation to sell a flaw, and one stumbled to the ground. The blood warrior Ji Can saw that it was cheap, and he was even more sad that he had killed his good brother Dalong, roared angrily, pounced, and threw out three blades of light with a long knife, wanting to split Peng Wuwang into several pieces. Peng Wuwang actually lay a secret cloud on the ground, seeing him coming, his whole body seemed to be loaded with a spring, Huo Ran bounced up, and the long knife of Qiushui pierced Ji Can's heart. At this moment, two black shadows shot out like lightning, narrowly smashing into Peng's hopeless long knife. Peng Wuwang barely turned around and dodged Shuangyan's attack, but Ji Can's long knife added three bloody scars to his body. "Good!" The surrounding masters cheered wildly. Ji Chan triumphantly retreated to his own formation and swung his sword.

Peng Wuwang turned his head and saw that Pu Aman had found a boulder at some point, sitting in the inner circle, looking at him coldly. Peng Wuwang's eyes widened, roared angrily, and rushed towards him. At this time, Borgu's double axe and Zarjie's quick knife came from both sides. He blocked several moves in a row, and was forced to retreat again and again by the flying phoenix Tu Jiao, the cloud turning stick, and the white bone gun Ercha.

At this time, Shuangyan came again and attacked the flaws in the upper three ways exposed in Peng Wuwang's sword technique. Peng Wuwang gritted his teeth and twisted and rolled, and the long knife danced a beautiful knife flower, protecting his chest and blocking Shuangyan. However, the back was whipped by Feifeng Tu Jiao, and a large piece of skin and flesh was swept out.

Taking advantage of his injury, Dark Cloud Lu Fang's long sword stabbed into his lower abdomen with incredible speed. Peng Wuwang stretched out his right hand and held the blade of his sword in the palm of his hand. At this time, Shuangyan went and returned, slashing at his arms. Peng Wuwang hurriedly let go and let Lu Fang's sword stab him in the ribs.

At this time, Peng Wuwang was already exhausted because of the continuous fighting, coupled with the constant injury and bleeding, and he couldn't see things clearly in his eyes, only vague light and shadow. But he still gritted his teeth and stood up straight, wielding his long knife desperately, slashing fiercely at the enemies around him.

Tumbling and rolling again, the cloud turning stick's almost guessed iron eyebrow stick swept his legs, and Peng fell to his knees hopelessly and weakly. Feifeng Tu Jiao cheered, rolled up the long whip, wrapped his legs, and slammed it hard. Peng's body was tossed high by her long whip, and flew far away, landing heavily in front of the towering mountain wall, and as he fell, blood splattered all over his body, smearing a blinding red circle on the ground.

"He's gone!" Lightning Bang Lun said loudly. The crowd also cheered loudly. Peng Wuwang snorted, leaned his back against the mountain wall, and wanted to stand up, but his leg was so injured that he couldn't support his body for a while, he sat down again, his left hand was barely raised, and he twisted a knife gesture, pointing at the plugged heroes who were moving closer to him.

"Let me scrap his arms first." The blood warrior Ji Chan shouted angrily and threw himself out. His body was just in front of Peng Wuhope.

"Jichan, get out of the way!" Seeing Ji Can's reckless actions, Pua Man stood up.

At this time, Ji Can was eager for revenge, but he added strength under his feet, rushed in front of Peng Wuwang, and slashed at Peng Wuwang's right arm with a knife. Peng Wuwang flashed to the left in embarrassment, Ji Can, who had already calculated this move, smiled cruelly, and his left fist struck out quickly, and Peng Wuhope's face was swollen high and swollen with one punch, and his body fell to the right. Then the long knife slashed towards Peng Wuwang's left hand. Peng Wuwang stretched out his knife to block, and the long knife was far away by Ji Can. It was only at this moment that Pu Aman, who had just stood up, and the Saiwai heroes who had quietly watched the changes breathed a sigh of relief.

Ji Can's face showed a wicked smile, and he was thinking in his heart how to cut Peng Wuwang one by one to meet his heart. Peng Wuwang barely opened his swollen eyes and glanced at him contemptuously, but he was still able to sneer.

"You can still laugh? Okay!" Ji Can shouted angrily, and the long knife slashed at Peng Wuhope's shoulder, ready to take a piece of it first. Peng Wuwang, who was paralyzed on the ground, suddenly shrank back, his body seemed to be embedded in the mountain wall, and Ji Canbi's knife did not reach the direction, but only left a scar on Peng Wuhope's shoulder. Peng Wuwang's hand was raised at this time, his left hand slapped on the back of the knife, and his right hand slammed on Ji Can's right hand holding the knife. The long knife drew a perfect circle, turned back according to the situation, and under the combined force of Peng Wuwang and Ji Can, cut to Ji Can's cross.

The silent valley resounded with Ji Chan's bitter howl.