Chapter 65: Lucid Dream (2)

Wow –

The speed of the young general was extremely fast, like a dragon's momentum, the blade violently covered over, setting off a gust of wind, Wang Hao raised his hammer a little playfully, and hit it hard.

Bang!

Wang Hao regretted the moment the sword fell, the opponent's strength was so great that he almost flew out of his hand, and the next second, without allowing him to take a breather, the next knife of the young general had been swung out, as fast as the wind.

Wang Hao lowered his body, blocked in front of him, and was forced to withdraw by the opponent's knife.

Wow Oo......oo

In the line of sight, the white-robed young general jumped up with his knife in his hand, the blade seemed to have been washed by the bright moon, and the raindrops outside hit the eaves, this offensive was particularly powerful.

Wang Hao didn't have time to stroke the iron wrench on Kang Long's gong, so he could only bend his knees stiffly, and was slammed by the white-robed young general flying out of the top of the Taimiao Temple and smashed into a large puddle.

"Hahahaha, thief, your kung fu is nothing more than that, and you can't catch it yet!"

The white-robed young general chased out of the temple, more than a dozen soldiers held a pole of wooden sticks in front of a long snake, the heavy rain flowed down on the eaves and turned into a curtain of waterfalls, there was a thunder and lightning split in the black clouds, and the man in the puddle was illuminated by the lightning, and his whole body was miserable, and he looked very embarrassed.

Wang Hao's bangs were spread out, his short hair was stuck to his scalp by the rain, and he got up wet, and a man's muscular carcass loomed in the wet clothes.

"Oh, boy, your kung fu is really good, you have succeeded in provoking me, and now I am going to beat you with all my might." Wang Hao spat out the rain from his mouth, grinning, and his eyes were full of surging intent.

"Okay, let's do it again!"

The white-robed young general shouted, and in the next second, the figure of the knife disappeared in place, and the blade pierced the rain curtain in an instant.

Jingling!

Kang Longgong and the blade were in one place, and a violent spark exploded in the rain curtain, and the squeaky blade fell down the body section by section, Wang Hao couldn't help it, turned his body and staggered away from the white-robed young general, and then smashed up and down in his hand, relying on his flexible body to whirl with the other party.

Wang Hao and the white-robed young general wrestled is not dominant, he can only retreat and fight with the opponent's side, just now the white-robed young general's knife body has cracked, but it was not broken on the spot, but it was a good weapon.

The white-robed young general who knew the benefits of Kang Longgong did not fight Wang Hao head-on, both of them were a little jealous of each other, and from time to time there was a crisp exchange of sound from time to time, such as wind chimes and melodious sounds, and like gold and iron, the sound of collision grinding teeth piercing, sour teeth.

Suddenly, the white-robed young man stabbed the blade of Wang Hao's lower body, avoided Kang Longgong's block, and turned around and stabbed to the lower abdomen.

"Little thief, I see that you still have two hits, but my Yang family's knife technique is not covered!"

The white-robed young man twisted his black boots on the spot, splashed the rain, jumped up with his feet, raised the knife and waved it again, and slapped Kang Longgong, Wang Hao had no chance to pull the iron wrench at all, and the opponent's blade was covered by one heavy, leaving no room to get up, and he was determined to take him.

I only heard the clanging of weapons in the center of the field, and the crackling sparks were silenced through the rain curtain, and the surrounding soldiers could barely see the moves of the two.

"Little thief, if you didn't have this important weapon to protect the country, you would have been defeated in my hands!"

The white-robed young general taunted him, Wang Hao was still steady and steady, and gradually pulled back from the downwind, at this time, the young general's blade was handed over, and the rain curtain in the sky drew a beautiful arc-like ripple, and the knife wind was buzzing, like a whistling war horse.

Bite!

Wang Hao still knocked Kang Longgong up, his thumb turned the iron wrench at the same time, the rumbling iron ring rotated, and the treasure knife slammed on it, and a crack suddenly appeared on the smooth and mirror-like knife surface, and spread out to the entire knife body at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally broke off directly!

Immediately afterwards, Wang Hao's wrist was painful, and the Kang Long Gong in his hand flew out because of the huge inertia, and the Kang Long Gong that had finished turning his iron wrench for a week smashed into the stone beast at the entrance of the Taimiao Temple in the rain curtain under the black clouds, making a loud noise.

A moment later, there was a crack at the soles of the stone beast's feet, and the whole thing broke on the ground, and the dense cracks at the fracture continued to spread inward like a spider web for three feet before stopping.

"Now it's up to you how you fight!"

The white-robed young general was still unyielding, and slammed his fist up, Wang Hao took advantage of the situation to one side, hugged the opponent's waist with both arms and slammed it with his knees, and suddenly the young general's face turned red, and then Wang Hao kicked out his right leg and tripped up, and the little general who lost his center of gravity was lifted up completely, and the next second, he was thrown out.

Bang!

The white-robed young man rolled around in the rain a few times, his snow-white robe was stained with a touch of mud, he got up from the ground, and said angrily: "I didn't count just now, I came again!" ”

Stomp stomp.

Stepping on the rain rushed over, Wang Hao's two well-proportioned long legs parted slightly, lunges bent over, his fists were in front of him, the rain fell on his hair, flowing down the top of his head, and his lips had some curvature.

Bang bang bang.

The white-robed young general and Wang Hao collided three times in a row, Wang Hao suddenly raised his arm and knocked it, grabbed the young general's arm and pulled it back, and then kicked his right foot on the opponent's lower abdomen, and the force did not decrease and raised his body again, and the other left foot kicked him in the head.

The white-robed young general was shocked backwards, his mind was kicked a little unconscious, and he staggered a few steps, and then, Wang Hao's right leg followed closely like a poisonous snake, sweeping towards the back, and the young general who was knocked out was pulled by Wang Hao's shoulder and unloaded it with a click, and before he could scream, Wang Hao lifted him above his head by inertia and threw him into the temple.

Boom –

The white-robed young general directly smashed an offering table, and his uncontrolled body pulled out a long rain rut on the ground before stopping.

Wang Hao patted his palm very lightly, wiped the tip of his nose with his thumb, and said with a smile: "How is it, do you want to come again?" ”

The onlookers trembled with their headless sticks, and did not dare to approach him, as if they had seen a ghost.

The white-robed young general got up from the ground with great difficulty, and said angrily: "What kind of martial arts are you, why have I never seen it before?" ”

Wang Hao snorted, not wanting to fight any longer, so he turned his head and walked out of the Taimiao, waved his hand behind him and said, "Qin Ze said, this is called Sanda." Defeated in my hands, you don't lose, you don't lose~"

Wang Hao picked up the dragon mace, shook off the muddy water on it very preciously, raised his eyes to see the misty dark clouds covering the sky, and in the distance was a monstrous sound of cover-up, frowned, and walked towards the street aimlessly.

In the Taimiao, the white-robed young general wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, looked at the figure of the man who gradually disappeared from view with a solemn face, looked at the rain curtain gushing down from the eaves, and muttered: "Sanda? What kind of martial arts is this, my Xingyi Fist, I can't catch his ten moves. ”

……

The black clouds crushed the city and wanted to destroy it, and the armor light opened to the sun.

Wow, w

The silent earth emitted the deafening sound of horses' hooves, and outside the city, the black oppressive crowds were crowded, feathered arrows were fired, and iron armor was rushing.

The wind blew through the sky, the black clouds swept through, the flags stretched on the land for dozens of miles, the swords roared, and in an instant, the sound of killing shocked the heavens and the earth.

At the corner of the street, Wang Hao wrapped Kang Longgong in rags and carried it on his shoulder, and when his ears moved, he heard a burst of messy footsteps.

"Dead girl, don't run so fast, you girl, stop!"

"Brothers, try your best, this girl can't run far, and she dares to set fire to the grain camp."

", Lao Tzu will soak in the urine, and when he comes back, even the barracks are about to burn down, and it's all this stinky girl's ghost-"

The pursuers tied their short hair back and tied it into a ponytail like a mustache, with a beautiful and handsome face and picturesque eyebrows.

Wang Hao saw that under the vague rain curtain in front of him, this person was jumping over, running away and turning back: "Bah, you just can't catch up with me, you have the ability to catch me!" I'm waiting for you to slaughter you! ”