The earth-shattering battle is in full swing, attracting everyone's attention.

In a corner, the figure of a monk in Chinese costumes with a high nose and deep eyes, like a ghost, suddenly appeared.

Looking at the two groups of warring parties who were constantly changing their orientations, almost turning into phantoms that were difficult to see with the naked eye, a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.

"So many Grandmaster Realm pinnacles!"

This person is the Gu Mozhi who infiltrated Dali City in advance.

At this moment, the Dali Duan clan was trying his best to find a way to deal with him, and he also went deep into the tiger's den early to investigate the enemy's situation, and arranged it in advance to ensure that the capture of the six-vein divine sword was foolproof.

The emperor and the Tubo army led by him listened to his advice and set up camp in a hundred miles outside Dali City, which not only ensured that the column composed of first-class masters in the vanguard, and another mysterious army would go straight to Dali City in less than half a day, but also made the direction of Dali unable to see their reality clearly, creating greater pressure on the other party.

At this moment, he looked at Murong Bo, who was standing with Xiao Feng, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes, as if he was remembering the good times he spent with this old gentleman.

The figure flashed, and suddenly there was another monk beside him, standing side by side with Gu Mozhi, standing in this corner of the alley.

This man was extremely strong, two meters tall, bare-chested, revealing a big belly, with a large golden stud hanging from each of his left and right ears, a pierced nose, and a big golden nose ring, coupled with his big nostrils, like a fierce bull.

He is obviously a master of the same level as Murong Bo and Hauma Zhi, and it is the first master and national master of the Three Kingdoms of Afghanistan invited by Hauma Zhi on this trip, the peak master of the Grandmaster Realm, with a Chinese name, Zhu Keqing.

As soon as he appeared, he stared at the battle between Xiao Feng and Murong Bo in the field, and said lightly: "Tubo National Teacher, is this the Northern Xiao Feng and Southern Murong in the Central Plains Martial Arts?" I don't think it's normal...... However, this Xiao Feng is extraordinary, he can only make a set of eighteen dragon descending palms over and over again, and he can resolve all the tricks of Murong Bo Lao'er, and the offensive is so fierce, tsk, I can't help but want to make a fight...... You see, if this continues, Murong Lao'er will not be able to hold on, although his moves are wonderful, but after all, he is old...... He has been kind to you, are you going to help? Ha ha! ”

As he said, at this moment, the battle between Xiao Feng and Murong Bo has fallen into a stalemate.

Compared to the battle between the two women, the battle between the two macho men moves less, and it doesn't seem to look so good, but it is more dangerous, murderous, and tragic.

Xiao Feng turned over and over with one palm, and he didn't know how many times he beat the eighteen palms of the dragon, but his skills were exerted, the more he fought, the more brave he became, the more he attacked and defended, and he was extremely fierce, and every move was flying sand and stones, and the sky was dark.

Murong Bo struggled to resist with his mysterious body method with pure skills and wonderful moves.

The two sides tried their best and fought evenly.

In the case of giving full play to almost all his strength, playing like this is obviously a little disadvantageous to Murong Bo.

After all, the other party is in the prime of life, and his energy has reached the top, while Murong Bo's qi and blood have begun to decay after all.

Murong Bo obviously saw this, but his Murong really strongest mastery was the forbearance technique, and at this moment, the defensive position was still extremely tight, relying on the subtlety of the moves, and the other party fought with the other party to consume true qi.

This is also the most correct strategy.

Xiao Feng's skill consumption is indeed faster than him, maybe he won't be able to hold it up first.

Of course, at this time, Murong Bo's thoughts were still a little different from the monk's opinions.

Gu Mozhi's eyelids jumped slightly, and he said lightly: "You are the national teacher of the Three Kingdoms, there is the hometown of Bodhidharma, the prosperity of martial arts is far greater than the Song Dynasty, and the vision is naturally very high...... This time, you help me win Dali and Tianlong Temple, and I will help you get back the seventy-two stunts and Yijin Sutra that should belong to you in Shaolin Temple, which is a combination of two benefits...... Tomorrow...... Maybe there will be a hard battle soon, or focus on the overall situation and recuperate......"

Before the words fell, the figure of Gu Mozhi suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

The monk beside him reluctantly looked at the two groups of battlefields in the field, and his eyes swept towards Su Can again, and then disappeared.

Apparently Su Can managed to get his attention.

………………

Su Can felt the man's gaze, and when he looked back, he only saw a faint shadow.

"Takemochi Hatoma...... Who is that one? Looking at his outfit, is it from the Three Kingdoms? People who didn't exist in the original book...... I think he is also a master of the peak realm of the grandmaster...... Looking at him like that, he should be a master of the same level as Gu Mozhi...... Can you resist not showing up? It seems that the six-vein divine sword is determined to be obtained...... Oh, that's a pity! But...... It's better if they can't see it, otherwise I'm afraid they won't have the courage to fight Lao Tzu in the future...... Hah, perfect! ”

He suppressed the surprise in his heart, looked at the crane in the cloud that he was still holding in his hand, and said with a coo: "I originally just wanted to play a show with you to attract the audience to watch, but I really didn't expect that you would bring me so many surprises!" Ha! Waste utilization to this point can be regarded as a real use of things! Ha ha! ”

In the end, he suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, piercing the clouds and cracking stones, and heard for miles.

This sound not only contains extremely profound internal power, but also contains the magical spiritual power obtained from the Washing Pulp Sutra.

Everyone present felt that their eyes were dark, and it seemed that even the scorching sun had dimmed, and all eyes were suddenly drawn to him.

Of course, this is still less than one percent of his internal force, and it is sent and received, otherwise it would not be as simple as a dark in front of him.

Suddenly, even the battle between two groups of peerless masters, almost no one paid attention.

Seeing this, Su Can shouted: "What's the point of fighting and killing?" How about today's contest be over? I'm going to put on a show for you now, and you should watch the show, how about it? ”

He stopped drinking, although he didn't deliberately spread far, but his voice was so loud that it buzzed in everyone's ears.

"Made! What's the matter, disturb Lao Tzu to watch two beauties tear each other apart...... Oh no, it's to watch two beautiful peerless masters fight......"

"This person is also rude, shouting in front of so many people......"

Many people secretly blamed and even cursed him, and none of the thousands of martial arts heroes dared to speak out against him.

Everyone is not stupid, even if they had never seen Su Can attack the three masters of Tianshan Tong, Wang Yuyan, and Murong Bo, they all retreated, obviously on the same level as them.

Such a master, you can destroy them with a wave of your hand, you can't afford to provoke them.

I had never seen him make a move, and I was also intimidated by the amazing skill contained in his long roar, so they all quietly, with a look of hope in their eyes, to see what kind of drama he wanted to perform.

The drama performed by a peerless master should be very good.

Su Can saw that the four people were still fighting, so he frowned and said, "Grandma Tong! ”

When Wang Yuyan heard this, she was anxious and angry, and coquettishly: "Shut up!" Noisy! What's your name! ”

She was in a situation where she was about to get out of control at this time, and she couldn't hold it anymore, and after listening to Su Can's words, she was disturbed again, and she was a little angry.

Tianshan Tong's grandmother had already won the victory, and when she heard Su Can's urging, her heart moved, knowing that he was not targeted, and during this time, the two sides already had a certain tacit understanding, so they suddenly hurried to attack a few moves.

Wang Yuyan was taken aback when she saw that the other party could still speed up her shot at this time, and she hurriedly resisted, inevitably the defensive position was a little lax, and she was hit by an elbow in the lower abdomen by Tianshan Tong's grandmother, and she was even more painful, and the true qi of the body protector was almost dispersed, and the speed in her hand couldn't help but slow down a little.

Tianshan Tong's right arm swelled a lot, and her right palm turned into a claw, which was already buckled on Wang Yuyan's heavenly spirit cover.