Chapter Twenty-Five: One Sword Town Innate

The old man was shocked, he never thought that a half-grown child would have such strength.

"Xiaokong! kill!" Su Muji said coldly.

Hearing this, Huangfu shot directly, twitched the scabbard, and struck outward, but the scabbard would never leave the sword body.

"Dare to go up without drawing your sword!" The old man's body was pressed towards Huangfu, and a second sharp blade appeared in his hand.

The old man thinks that in ultra-close-quarters combat, it is difficult for a long sword to gain the upper hand, not to mention that the arrogance is so arrogant that the sword is not out of the sheath, even if he has the strength to shock himself, but it is also a sneak attack.

Once they fought, the old man found that Huangfukong's sword was a shield and a shield without loopholes.

"Okay! You Su Mansion is so deep! I didn't expect a doll to have such strength! Eh, I'm afraid I can't beat you, little doll! How old are you?"

Seeing that he couldn't hurt Huangfukong, the old man planned to attract his attention. A little doll is powerful, but she is still a child in terms of mind.

Huangfu really stopped, and was a little embarrassed by the old man's words, "Hehe!

"Xiaokong be careful!" Su Muji hurriedly reminded. Is it stupid? There is no such thing as gossiping, and it is not a ploy.

The old man was startled when he heard Huangfukong's age, and his face became fierce, "You can't live anymore!"

Scold!

Kicking the ground, the dagger obliquely side, this blow he used ten percent of his strength, he must be in a hurry, the young age is the big Zhou Tian, and the advanced innate is just around the corner.

"Poof!"

The sword was unsheathed, and the old man's throat was slit, and the wound was like a sword.

"......" The old man choked up and wanted to speak, but he couldn't get out. He saw that Huangfu had taken out the sword, and the sword was only half unsheathed, and no matter where the sword was cut, the wounds could not be combined, and the wounds were too wide.

"Hey, hey, Sister Yan!" the emperor posted to Su Mujian in a sloppy manner.

Syllable!

Su Muji slapped Huang Fukong's head fiercely! She was scared a lot just now, if she accidentally missed, then Huang Fukong would die, and she blamed Huang Fukong for being too negligent.

Huangfu didn't dare to fight back when he was beaten, and hugged Su Muji's waist again and again, "It hurts ......"

"Ahh

"That's right! put this on!" Su Muyu took out a white veil from his sleeve pocket and put it on Huangfukong's face. "Don't talk, just do it!"

A weak figure joined the battle circle of Su Dingchen and the two, and with the help of the faint light, Su Dingchen almost laughed and deflated when he saw Huangfukong's dress, like a girl.

Pan Feng didn't expect that anyone would dare to participate in their battle!

"Kong'er! you don't care about here!Go help them, remember to kill those who wear masked black clothes!" Su Dingchen pulled out and shouted to Huangfu Kong.

"Hmm!" the emperor withdrew.

As soon as Huangfu left, Su Dingchen was a little disappointed, and he hoped that Huangfu would leave. With his help, although it is easy for him, it is not a long-term solution, after all, the battle of the innate is not something that Da Zhou Tian can participate in at all.

The first to rush to the city, the most impressive are those men in black.

As soon as he got on the city wall, he stole a man in black to death.

The remaining black-clothed people immediately formed a circle around Huangfu Kong. Those who performed strong horizontal exercises greeted Huangfu Kong.

In this case, Huang Fukong did not dare to slack off. The sword is unsheathed, and the long sword is swung to resist the eight directions. In terms of sword control, it is far beyond his IQ, and he does not fall behind at all with a pair of tens. At the same time, the people of the Waifu were given plenty of time.

"Hahaha! I can't imagine that there is such a master in my Su Mansion!" Under the city wall, a Great Zhou Tian master in Su Mansion said with a smile.

Seeing that the trend was decreasing, Pan Feng's face was very bad.

The ten black-clothed masters on the city wall all took out their chain darts and skillfully controlled them. Huang Fukong had to deal with twenty weapons at this time, as well as various styles of exercises.

"Seal the Dragon Formation!" a man in black roared.

I saw that everyone threw the chain darts to the top of Huangfukong's head, the chains were entangled with each other, and the tips of the tenacity spun down.

The emperor had no way to break the siege, so he had to put his sword on his head.

Again, this situation is like fighting a corpse puppet that night, the sword is locked and the body is exposed.

"Hehe! you're going to die!" the man in black sneered. The original plan was ruined by a masked man, how not to be angry.

Seeing that the emperor was in danger, the personnel of the outer government stepped forward to help when they went up to the city wall.

"A bunch of miscellaneous people dare to come!" As soon as he got close, he was killed by the man in black.

Click!

The sound of metal squeezing came, and the emperor retracted his strength, and a strong force was transmitted to each chain dart.

The strength was so strong that the ten men in black had to hold the chain with both hands, and they couldn't attack with their hands.

"Hahaha!" Huangfu's eyes were cold and confused. Suddenly there was a sneer, and there was a bit of desolation and indifference in the laughter.

Click......

The chain shattered in an instant, and the shattered pieces of metal fell apart, instantly penetrating the bodies of the ten men in black.

Yu Guang looked at Su Dingchen and the others who were fighting, and jumped down from the city wall, slashing Pan Feng directly......

"Poof!"

Even though Pan Feng reacted quickly and responded in time, he was still shocked, out of breath, and coughing up blood. "Ahem...... Ahem...... Withdraw!"

The two sides of the battle hurriedly separated, and the remaining dozens of black-clothed men surrounded Pan Feng and fled.

Even if Pan Feng was not seriously injured, they would have to leave. They only have two moments of time, and if they don't leave, as soon as the masters of the Hidden Dragon Hall come to support, they will be wrapped in dumplings.

"The momentum of the Dao!" Su Dingchen's eyes revealed a trace of confusion!

Huangfukong's eyes returned to clarity, and he yawned, "This feeling is so comfortable!"