The three people on the shore looked very different in appearance, and they looked particularly maverick, one of them had their arms behind their backs, one tilted their heads, and the other stroked their chins, all staring at the painting boat with great interest.

"The three saints of Taoyuan, I'll just say where these three damn guys were hiding before." The spoon chicken flew up with a kick and kicked a warrior who had secretly climbed up from one side and flew into the waterhole, and she saw the formation on the shore at this time, and knew that something was wrong.

"Feng Xiao, it's not okay to go on like this." She turned around to explain the facts to the object of her guard, but when she saw Han Sanzu on the side still standing calmly with his arms crossed, the muscles on the spoon chicken ugly face twitched, the disgust rose, and the eyebrows tightened.

"Why not, I think it's fine." Before Ying Fengxiao could speak, Han Sanzu had already snatched the other party's chatterbox.

"Are you blind, those are the three old immortals of Guan Gong Ancestral Hall!" Spoon chicken said angrily. "'Martial Saint' Liu Xingfu, 'Fist Saint' Cangnanke, 'Leg Saint' Isaac. Throated flycatcher, they have been in retreat together, even when you were the chief, you didn't come out to give you half of the face. ”

"You know what, it's because they're afraid of losing to me because they're completely faceless." Han Sanzu raised his chin and said with a smug expression, which made the spoon chicken almost pounce and kick his handsome face with his foot.

"If you don't brag all day long, will you die? Will the Three Saints be afraid of you? Not to mention Liu Xingfu, the first person in the world, even Isaac, who is ranked last. You don't have to beat the Flycatcher. ”

"Don't say it, it's really a bit of a beat, I can't beat him than my legs, but the rest is a complete victory. Isn't it, Brother Flycatcher, I've always kept your brother's front tooth close to me. Han Sanzu spoke louder and louder, and later he was already demonstrating on the other side. The scrawny Isaac of the three. The throated flycatcher smiled at Han Sanzu at this time, spooning the corn with sharp eyes, and seeing that the other party was indeed missing a front tooth, it seemed that the two had indeed tried it in private.

The wooden card continues to be struck, the sound of the drum seems to hide some kind of magic that stimulates morale, with the Taoyuan Three Saints on the side, these warriors of the Guan Gong Temple are even more fearless of life and death, the only wooden bridge connecting the painting boat is already crowded with people at this time, many warriors choose to go into the water to attack from both sides of the painting boat, some of them do not know the water, so they are lucky to sink the bottom of the water and touch the aquatic plants underwater. Although the water pool is not topped, after all, it is only dug for the landscape, so they can dive to the bottom of the boat and then jump out of the water.

The endless underwater attacks caused problems for the spoon chicken, and after the fists and kicks made the few warriors who jumped out of the water return in vain, more arms had climbed the side of the ship on both sides; The spoon chicken used the 'shoe print' Dafa to stun a few more, but was finally grabbed by a clever warrior by the leg and dragged down the pool, and when she finally knocked the opponent out of the water and climbed onto the painting boat out of breath, Ying Fengxiao and Han Sanzu were already surrounded by a circle of warriors. At the same time, the two branch guards who were attacked on their backs had also been subdued on the spot, their faces covered in blood, and they were pressed to the board by several pairs of powerful arms.

The warriors in the painting boat have gathered more and more, they face Han Sanjiao's posture, but they do not attack, the spoon chicken is panting at this time, and standing on the side of the painting boat with the water on his face, he seems to ignore the few warriors around him who are eyeing her closely.

"Your prestige as the chief of the Guan Gong Ancestral Hall doesn't seem to be so clean, and they don't dare to do it now, for fear that they want to ask you for an autograph." Spoon Chicken laughed.

"Don't you see it yet? Spoon chicken, it is actually some fresh faces, since I stole the Wuhou card and took you out of the Guan Gong Ancestral Hall, Old Man Liu no longer dared to believe outsiders, he was known as the 'Martial Saint', he loved to collect disciples, a few years ago he dismissed the Five Tigers and the Twelve King Kongs, and now he can be in the Guan Gong Ancestral Hall are his disciples and grandchildren. Han Sanjiao said.

"Oh, I said, a bunch of pus, so smooth to deal with, it turns out that they are all newcomers." The figure with a smirk on his face moved as he spoke, and her vicious appearance made several warriors around him retreat one after another, which made the former Guan Gong Ancestral Hall master clap his hands and laugh.

"But when it comes to disciples, they obviously only listen to one person's orders." Han Sanzu said suddenly at this time.

"Who? You mean Liu Xingfu? Spoon Chicken said strangely, but she instantly understood the meaning of Han Sanzu's words. Do you still plan to capture the thief and capture the king first? Seeing that the painting boat was surrounded by water, but the Taoyuan Three Saints were still staying on the shore safely, she didn't understand how Han Sanzu could break out of the encirclement and quickly defeat the world's number one 'Martial Saint'.

"What I said before, this kind of task of going up the knife mountain and going down the oil pot is not terrible in itself, provided that the knife is dismantled and the pot is overturned......" At this time, Han San's posture of hugging his arms suddenly unloaded at this moment, he shook his wrist, as if he was finally about to attack, and the warriors who had surrounded half a circle immediately stabilized their posture when they saw this, and made all preparations for the next big battle.

"A little trick here is ......" Han Sanzu suddenly loosened his momentum, shaving his stubble with his fingers with a grin. You don't have to actually 'beat' a guy to beat if you can't beat him. He put his hands to his mouth in the shape of a trumpet and shouted.

"Old Willow...... Enough fun, right? ”

In the middle of the three saints on the shore was an old man with a white beard and a tight face, but after Han Sanzu shouted these words, he suddenly smiled.

"Let's get out." Liu Xingfu said lightly, although his voice was soft, everyone present could hear it clearly.

Closing their fists and retreating, turning around and swimming, the warriors of the Guan Gong Temple dressed in gray clothes all responded to the order of the old man, and they ran back to the shore from the small bridge in the painting boat in a neat manner, and disappeared from the hidden path behind the large mountains and rocks.

The water was swollen, as if a strong wind was blowing, caressing the slightest ripples on the surface of the pond, and several corpses killed by spoon chickens floated in the water, and from their floating corpses outward, a bright red blood color was slowly spreading in the water.

There was no sound in the cavern, and there was silence all around.

"Talk on the shore." After the apprentices all withdrew, Liu Xingfu beckoned at Han Sanzu at this moment.

"Okay, come on." Han Sanzu responded triumphantly to the 'Martial Saint' as he made a respectful gesture to Ying Fengxiao, who was staring at him expressionlessly.