Zhuo Ran let out a long roar, and his figure flickered.

Choke! With a sound, a sword pierced the rain curtain, and the rain curtain was broken with a snort, and the cold light flashed, and he went to Sihan Fei's eyebrows, when it comes to skill, although this person is not among the world's super-first-class, but he is also a first-class master.

Airplanes!

But hearing a crisp sound, in mid-air, the iron sword in Zhuo Ran's hand shook suddenly, and it was actually divided into seven, and Si Hanfei's guards didn't have time to react, and they had already been hit by Zhuo Ran in the throat and killed directly.

"Ho-ho!"

The guard's eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and a series of muffled sounds came out of his throat before poofing and falling to the ground.

Until he died, his eyes widened and he couldn't believe it.

The master of color eyes, before Zhuo He died, Zhuo He was the real first, and Zhuo Ran was only the top three; After Zhuo He, who was the number one master of color eyes, was killed, Zhuo Ran was still not the number one master of color eyes and was despised by many people.

Including Si Hanfei, but also the guards who were killed by Zhuo Ran.

But it wasn't until this moment that everyone suddenly discovered that from beginning to end, the number one master of color eyes was this obscene man in front of him, who was not amazing, from beginning to end, he hid his strength, not to mention anything else, this perseverance alone is enough to be impressive.

Cause?

No matter how simple it is, the reason why he hides his strength is just to use it as a killer weapon and use it when he finally escapes, and now he finally has no scruples and gives full play to all his strength, which only shows one point.

In his eyes, now is the most critical, life-and-death moment!

"Seven-point swordsmanship! What an 'eagle dog' Zhuoran, it turns out that your martial arts are so high, you hide it from me so hard. Cheng Zai said indignantly.

Bai Zhifei looked at each other even more angrily, and scolded: "You half-hearted traitor, I will be the first to spare you!" ”

Bang Bang!

Sparks splashed everywhere, and between the words, Cheng Zaiai and Bai Jian Fei shot at the same time, and fought with Zhuo Ran, Zhuo Ran showed all the mysteries of the seven-point swordsmanship, and it was actually one enemy and two, and Cheng Zaiai and Bai Jian Fei were two masters, and they fought on a par.

You must know that whether it is Cheng Zaiwai or Bai Zhifei, they are all famous masters of the Great Song Dynasty.

Especially Cheng Zaiai, who is now more than sixty years old, has been famous for decades, and is now at the peak of a martial artist, under the command of Si Hanfei, he is already a master second only to Ouyang Feng and Jinlun, of course, Meng Chixing is not counted.

But right now, these two big black. The Dao giants joined forces, but they couldn't immediately take down Zhuo Ran, which shows the strength of this person.

Zhuo Ran sneered while fighting with the two: "Cheng Zaiai, Bai Zhifei, just the two of you who betray the country and seek glory, are also qualified to count others?!" Both of you are from the Great Song Dynasty, but now you have taken refuge in Mongolia.

You don't really think you're a Mongol, do you? Zhuo wants to ask, what are you two seeking refuge in Mongolia for? Since he has torn his face, he might as well open the skylight and say bright words, or not to seek fame and fortune, is it because of the personal charm of the emperor, and he is willing to die for him, if this is the case, then when Zhuo Mou didn't say it, the two of them were high-spirited and bright, and the straight people were dumbfounded, admiring and admiring. ”

He is really a reincarnation of words, and he does not fall behind in the case of one enemy and two, and at the same time, he also chattered for a long time, and he was so angry that Cheng Zai mourned, and the white blade flew one Buddha and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.

Cheng Zai'ai is well-informed, the city government is there, and naturally he is still calm, Rao is like this, and his face is white with anger.

His city is like this, and he is so angry, not to mention that the blade flies.

I saw that Bai Zhifei's face turned red, and he shouted angrily: "Let your mother's bullshit!" Fuck your shit! Kill you, Lao Tzu must cramp your thin skin today!! ”

Zhuo Ran has been in the Great Song Dynasty all the year round, wandering among the three sects and nine streams, acting as a spy and spy, and learning all the scoundrels of the low-level characters in the Great Song Dynasty, seeing that the two of them were angry, he grinned and said: "Ouch, it stinks, it stinks!" Kill me, I'm afraid you two won't have this life in your life. In terms of shamelessness, I dare not compare with the two...... That's really not daring, betraying the country for glory, and sticking a hot face to the enemy's cold ass......

"Ahh I'm mad too!! Bladefly roared.

Cheng Zaiwai squinted, and an extremely ominous feeling came to his heart.

Since the other party is such a forbearant person, it must not be the next three abuses who will only take advantage of his tongue, he must have a back move, all this should just pave the way for what will be said later!

Vaguely, Cheng Zaiwai smelled a hint of conspiracy.

Not only Cheng Zaiai, but also Jin Lun and Si Hanfei, who was glaring at Yue Feng viciously, were also the same.

Sure enough, the next moment, Zhuo Ran's expression changed, and he said solemnly: "Cheng Zaiai, Bai Zhifei, you two shameless villains, the reason why you are like this is not because Jun Shuai has a word first, and no one can let go of you two traitors, if you don't work hard, it will be the end of the five horses and the corpse, but you two wolf-hearted things, you will die by yourself, and you are still trying to pull us into the water, why do we want to bury the Mongolians?!" ”

"Brothers, do you say yes or no?!"

Wow! All of a sudden, everyone's faces changed.

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This kind of thing, it's fine without a leader, but once you have a leader, everything changes.

Originally, Yue Feng's previous words had torn a crack in the hearts of the non-Mongolian masters on the scene, and planted the seeds of dying if they didn't surrender, or following Si Hanfei and following the Mongolian Tartars, which was really not cost-effective.

It needs to be explained that this is not the great freedom method that Yue Feng is good at, it is simply a psychological game, which is the same as the capital of the negotiator in the movie.

After the fermentation of Zhuo Ran's words......

Tsk, don't say it, this strong stimulation is simply a natural fertilizer, coupled with the wind and rain, so that this kind of seed not only sprouts, but also grows into a towering tree in the shortest possible time!!

Laugh at!

Suddenly, after Zhuo Ran immediately turned back, in the dark shadows, someone stabbed out a black knife, and blood sprinkled down, but then it was washed away by the torrential rain, leaving only a faint trace of blood on the long bluestone street.

"You...... How dare you the?! A Mongolian sentence, which revealed an extremely unbelievable tone, it was obvious that even if Zhuo Ran turned back, their group did not expect that the people under his command would immediately follow.

"I'm sorry, Commander Zhuo is right, we were originally Fanbang aliens, so naturally we can't follow you to Mongolia." A man from the Western Regions with dark blue eyes said slowly in the Mongolian language that he had already mastered.

The bland tone, not mixed with the slightest emotion, calm and indifferent to the extreme.

When the first one was killed, the second one, the third, and many others, all of whom were assassinated and killed, all had one thing in common: they didn't believe it!

Why?

Guy didn't seem to be talking against Zhuo Ran at all, but a premeditated massacre, because it wasn't just one person, almost at the same time, most of Zhuo Ran's subordinates were all killed.

And...... With that is called a tacit understanding, you cut off your head to me to dazzle, you cut your hands to stab my legs, and in an instant, Qingshi Long Street has become a slaughterhouse.

This time, it was the Mongolian people who were slaughtered!

This time, it is a foreign race who dominates the lives of the Mongols!

They cooperate tacitly, and they also seem to be well versed in the meaning of blitzkrieg, and they attack at the first opportunity, and once they do it, they leave no room for death.

"Hahaha...... Check two, do you dare to rob the woman that Lao Tzu has a crush on? Isn't it just because you are a Mongolian and Lao Tzu is a Semu person? ”

"According to Da Song, this is 'painful'! A real 'pleasure'! ”

"It turns out that slaughtering you Mongolian barbarians is this feeling, and this feeling is very good."

Strange words came out of the mouth of Semu, and at first they may have fought for their lives.

But gradually, with the development of the situation, the situation exceeded everyone's expectations, and the blood in their bones was completely stimulated, and the grievances against the Mongolian people in the past and the grievances they suffered on weekdays were all vented.

Facts have proved that even if the wise and eloquent people are like Si Hanfei, they cannot solve the problem of racial contradictions, and the Mongolian people and the colored people, no, the masters of right and wrong, get along quite badly.

As a result, this vent is a mountain crying tsunami, and this venting is also a monstrous wave.

Angry roars, cries of pain, vicious curses, and maniacal laughter came and went, and then blood blossomed in the midst of the rainstorm.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Of course, it is not to mention that Yang Guo, a super sharpshooter who hides in the shadows and suddenly releases a cold gun, after several years of cultivation, he has become an adult, and at the same time has grown into a super sharpshooter who wears through Yang in a thousand steps and hits a hundred shots.

Yue Feng initially handed over the sniper rifle to Yang Guo, but it was just a whim, and then facts proved that Yang Guo did not live up to Yue Feng's expectations, whether it was a big war or a small battle, he made countless contributions, but Yue Feng still underestimated Yang Guo's potential, or he underestimated the potential of a genius, a diligent genius.

If there is an idiom to describe Yang Guo's current shooting skills, it is four words - god!

It was really amazing, and it had completely exceeded Yue Feng's expectations.

Six years ago, Yang Guo, whose headshot was like chopping melons and vegetables, had already shown extraordinary talent; Three years ago, Yang Guo, a fly 100 meters away, he could shoot a single shot, and his eyes did not blink.

And Yang Guo half a year ago, a fly a hundred meters away, he could still shoot with one shot, and his eyes didn't blink.

Hey?

It doesn't seem to be any different, but one thing I forgot to mention that three years ago it was one fly, and half a year ago, it was already three! In other words, he can not only take into account various external factors such as wind speed and air resistance, but also simulate the next step of the fly.

Very mysterious? It is indeed very mysterious, but just like the oil seller's miraculous oil selling technology, in Yang Guo's body, Yue Feng also has to admit that the ancients did have many incredible abilities.

As a result, many masters in Hangzhou City all experienced the feeling of fear.

While they were fighting with masters of the same level, they also had to devote another part of their energy to secretly guard against Yang Guo's cold gun, so that many Mongolian masters who were already at a disadvantage were now at a disadvantage in all directions.

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The fierce battle unfolded in a roar of pain.

Rumble!!

Ouyang Feng slapped Jin Lun's back with his backhand, and said gloomily: "Since you refuse to surrender, then you can die!" As long as you are all dead, Ke'er can come back to life and stand under the sun openly! ”

Although Jin Lun hesitated, in the end, he still insisted on the last bit of persistence, shook his head, and did not be the slave of the three surnames, and Ouyang Feng did not let go of this golden opportunity, and shot directly.

Jin Lun is a Mongolian national teacher, and of course he knows the value of killing Jin Lun. Of course, Meng Chixing has a higher status, and when he kills, the value of credit is greater, but the problem is ...... I don't have the ability to kill.

"The poor monk is about to be taught!"

Jin Lun clasped his hands together, flicked his sleeves suddenly, and with a muffled sound, a huge force like a mountain and a tsunami erupted.

Ouyang Feng was about to run the Toad Gong, (wwwuushu) frowned suddenly, and then heard Hong Qigong's voice, only to hear him laugh and laugh: "Old poison, this great monk's dragon elephant is like a skill, the old Huazi has long wanted to understand it, it is better to choose a day than to hit the day, then it will be set today, you get out of the way!" ”

"Seventh brother has this Yaxing, how can the old man destroy it?" Ouyang Feng smiled slightly and dodged away.

Rumble!

A palm qi that was as powerful as a mountain burst out, colliding with the dragon elephant made by the golden wheel, and a huge shock wave burst out.

The eighteen palms of the dragon descend to the yang are the famous martial arts of the Central Plains and have been inherited for thousands of years. Although the reputation of the dragon elephant is not as significant as the eighteen palms of the dragon, the theoretical power is the realm of immortals, Buddhas, gods and demons, and it is more than eight streets away from the eighteen palms of the dragon.

And under the hard-fought confrontation between Hong Qigong and Jinlun, they all took a few steps back, and they were actually quite fought.

Whether it is Hong Qigong or Jin Lun, although there is no change on their faces, they are the same tsundere, but in fact, the two of them can't help but be shocked and surprised in their hearts, and they are secretly sighing that each other's skills are good.

At this moment, - bang!

But when a gunshot rang out, Yang Guo shot again.

If you listen carefully, you will find that this is not just one, but three snipers, three consecutive snipers, and the target of the sniper is not others, it is Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong. The golden wheel of the play.

Swish! of a bit.

Jin Lun's face was unprecedentedly solemn, and cold sweat was dripping on his forehead, and the moment he heard the gunshot, he had already used his skills to give full play to his lifelong learning, and in an instant, he had flashed three times.

This time, the sharpshooter Yang Guo, a sharpshooter who can kill flies a hundred meters away, finally deflated.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

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