The three groups of people came to the outside of the house together, and torches were lit around it, and suddenly the dark open space was clearly visible. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What's the comparison?" Wang Cheng asked.

The leader of the group of 6, Yan Han, who was dressed in Chinese-style gold armor, said: "1 to 1, if you can hold on, we will send two more people to play, don't say that we are bullying you, the dignified predator internal members don't even have this strength, which can't help but make people doubt your authenticity." After speaking, he looked at the Skywalker team who were watching the play with their arms on their arms.

Although he had seen Wang Cheng fight before, Feng Gu wanted to know if the legion he wanted to take refuge in was really as powerful as rumored, and the so-called internal members in front of him could find out the truth, so he didn't say anything.

Seeing that Feng Gu didn't speak, Yan Han's momentum became even worse, and his volume increased a little: "What?" Don't you dare? That's all predators can do? Or ......"

Wang Cheng smiled and said, "I just want to use some move to beat you later." ”

"You ......"

"Which of you comes first?" Wang Cheng said as he walked into the center of the clearing, near the edge.

"Me!" A young man beside Yan Han, with his hair tied up, his wrists and ankles tied with straps, and he was dressed as a neat swordsman, "Let me see ......"

"Let the horses come!" Wang Cheng pressed one hand behind his back and spread out forward with the other, looking like Huang Feihong's starting hand.

The crowd of onlookers on the side suddenly became serious, the master made a move, and the winner was divided in an instant, and the most feared thing was that it would be over before he could see the move.

When the swordsman heard this, he immediately shook off a sword flower and shouted: "Heaven Splitting Style!" The whole body soared into the air, rushing towards Wang Cheng like a spiral, and the surrounding air flow was quickly rolled up, the momentum was extremely strong, and the frontal hard resistance would definitely be crushed.

Wang Cheng smiled, only to see him raise his right arm......

Magnetomagnetic!

A large amount of purple lightning burst out of his fingertips, staggering and crisscrossing, and the flying swordsman was knocked to the ground by the electric shock, and then the ground was so electric that he howled and rolled incessantly.

Huang Feihong can do lightning magic, and no one can stop him.

The crowd was petrified.

The flash stopped, and the swordsman shivered on the ground with green smoke all over his body, and he was only hit by the electric current at the beginning, and he didn't continue to do more damage.

Wang Cheng clasped his hands into fists and said to the other party, "Please." ”

What a fart, please! A good martial arts competition, it has become a superpower arena! Everyone kept scolding in their hearts. The cold made the corners of his eyes twitch.

"Who's next?!" Wang Cheng put his arms behind his back, and shouted to the opposite side with the posture of a martial arts master.

A few people from the scorching squad, look at me, I'll look at you, the last Japanese samurai dressed up and the ninja wrapped in black came out of the line, clasping his fists: "I ......"

"Less nonsense! Come on! ”

Wang Cheng once again set up Huang Feihong's starting style.

The two on the opposite side glanced at each other, and the ninja threw out two darts, and his whole body shook and disappeared immediately, while the samurai lowered his body, held the hilt of his sword, and quickly rushed towards Wang Cheng.

The people watching the battle next to him immediately took out their sunglasses and put them on themselves, and after a fierce flash of lightning, they took off their sunglasses, and then clapped their hands expressionlessly, as if watching a farce.

There were two charred human bodies lying on the ground, positive magnetic smoking, compared to the previous one, these two were slightly more serious, but the problem was not big, just treat it with medical spray.

Wang Cheng clenched his fists again and said with a smile: "Accept, accept!" ”

The rest are knights in Western-style full-body metal armor, Roman centurions who don't wear anything on the lower half of their bodies, and Yan Han, a general in gold armor, each looking more conductive than the other.

At this time, the Skywalkers who were watching the play next to them began to coax: "Captain Yan!" ”

"Is that all the Scorching Legion can do?"

"You can't be impersonating, are you?"

All kinds of cynical voices pierced the cold and bruised, glaring at them viciously, and at the same time looking at Wang Cheng with cannibalistic eyes, but reason still had the upper hand, and according to the trembling state of anger, he didn't dare to move.

What to do?

"Is the show over?"

At this moment, the wooden door opened, and Little Red Riding Hood's grandmother came out in her pajamas, carrying a basket of fruit in her hand, and approached as she spoke.

Everyone was stunned, the old lady didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and kept nibbling on apples in the house to watch the big show?

"Come on, come on, since it's over, let's eat some fruit to quench your thirst, I haven't been so lively for a long time."

Everyone subconsciously took the fruit handed over, and everyone had a share.

"Is this an intermission?" One of them said, nibbling on the apple in his hand.

Everyone else will laugh heartily.

The cold is a sigh of relief, and then just find a staircase to go down.

"You can continue after eating." The old lady finished distributing it, left such a sentence and went back to the house.

Yan Han kept scolding in his heart after hearing this, and his face became even more bitter.

Wang Cheng saw that it was almost over, and said: "I think it's like this today, Captain Yan, I have offended a lot, please forgive me." ”

The group of 6 on the opposite side nodded gratefully to Wang Cheng, and Yan Han also borrowed the donkey to get off the slope and said, "Since this is the case, then ......"

A rustling sound came from the dark woods, and everyone immediately drew their swords in alarm.

"Don't be nervous, everybody." A female voice rang out.

In the darkness, a female general wearing a red cloak and Chinese-style wooden armor slowly appeared, followed by four knights in silver-white Western-style armor.

Wang Cheng and Shi Yao were stunned for a moment, and then their expressions began to become solemn, this is the female swordsman who escaped during the day, Wang Cheng still took several consecutive moves to kill her priest, otherwise with her swordsmanship alone, and with the assistance of the priest, Wang Cheng probably wouldn't be here.

"Who are you?"

The other party hugged his fists and said: "The leader of the fourth subsidiary detachment of the B-level team under the command of the Little Sister Flying Bear Legion, Song Yi, I have seen you." ”

Seeing that the other party was smiling, humble and decent, everyone hurriedly hugged their fists and saluted back.

Song Yi kept staring at Wang Cheng after greeting the others, and Feng Gu saw it and said, "Team Leader Song knows Brother Wang?" ”

Song Yi: "Yes." ”

Wang Cheng: "I don't know. ”

The two replied in unison, and at last everyone present fell silent.

Yan Han said with a smile: "Since the two of you have grievances, then I will give up the venue to Team Leader Song." As he spoke, he took a few younger brothers to the wooden house and stood a little away from Feng Gu's group.

Everyone has a heart to watch dramas, especially the fight scenes, if someone dies, it will be even more exciting.

"Yes, but not me." Song Yiyan smiled and shouted, and the sound of salsa in the forest sounded again.

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