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"What a black hand......"

Wan San, the thin man who broke into the crowd, saw me kill another person with this ruthless method, his face became a little solemn, and he persuaded me: "This little brother, stay a line, see each other in the future, no matter how much hatred there is, keep one hand in everything, so that you can live longer!" ”

This is full of sincere truth, but also kind words, but at that time I was already carried away by the death of Zhang Zhiqing and Xiao Lu, where can I care about these contrary advice, the stiff face barely squeezed out a smile, in order to show friendship, but the right hand holding the little sword stirred harder, stirring the man's internal organs into a mess, and then kicked over, the man fell to the ground with a scream, and never got up again.

At this time, Sister Dai Qiao also joined the battle group, she had just received a slap from the black-robed man, and she was hit in the chest, and she suffered some internal injuries. ”

As soon as this identity was revealed, the young man muttered, "Oh, it's the people of the Six Doors......"

He was a young man, and he spoke unscrupulously, while the thin man was dealing with the people next to him, and said with a smile: "Oh, it turned out to be from the official family, so there is no need to say more, this is the right thing, and Mo Duo is polite." ”

In just three words, we have formed an alliance, the Conch Dojo has more than a dozen people here, but I am full of revenge and I killed two, and there are three people who maintain the Conch Dojo at the incense case, and the remaining eight are not overwhelming absolute advantages over us, as soon as they are entangled with each other, I will see that although the Taoist priest who claims to be from Wudang is not first-class, but he can also form a stalemate with the black-robed man, and this thin man Wan San is not a weak person, he is not bare-handed and fist-heavy, but holding a red thread in his hand, constantly knotting the ropeOnce someone rushes forward, he will make a complex rope technique, dazzling to the extreme, three or two times when someone comes, he will tie the palm of his hand, and he can't show it.

He is benevolent, does not hurt people, only controls the enemy.

Compared with his own master, the young man named Zhao Zhonghua is much more angry, he is only a teenager, not very big, and he is only a child, but a pair of feet seem to be stepping on a spring, kicking back and forth, side kicking and splitting, hook kicking, spinning kick, pushing kick and jumping kick...... There are so many tricks, it's just dazzling, everything that thinks he is a little easy to bully, is kicked by his tricky feet, and falls away.

As soon as the two sides fought, they fell into a stalemate, and the black-robed man secretly felt that something was wrong, and after a few rounds of hand-to-hand with Wudang Taoist Fang, he suddenly shouted to the red-faced masked man on the side of the incense case: "Old Huang, turn the virtual into the real, the conch dojo, get out!" ”

As soon as the voice commanded, the red-faced mask sitting behind the incense case suddenly jumped up, stepped on the incense case, took out a small dagger, wiped it towards his wrist, and blood shot out, and the two little girls next to him shouted loudly, shook their heads, and the whole person fell into madness.

As soon as the three of them moved, Wan San immediately noticed it and shouted at his apprentice: "Zhonghua, stop them!" ”

As soon as he was instructed here, the young man immediately rose to the sky and rushed towards the incense case, and Sister Dai Qiao and I also wanted to go over to support, but immediately two people stopped in front of us, and said with a cruel smile: "Good boy, kill our two brothers, Lao Tzu has to rip off your skin and give them a sacrifice......"

A man with delicate eyebrows next to him smiled rudely: "Brother Ping, don't mind, this kid has fine skin and tender meat, why don't you play with me first, and then talk about it later?" ”

The two laughed at each other, speaking very easily, but they were in a tight position, I didn't have any resentment on my face, but it was a trick to fight for my life, looking like an outlaw, this state was simply a demon, and the two of them were also masters of one side, whether it was facing Wansan or Dai Qiaojie, they were able to deal with it easily, but as soon as I started with me, I was a little hurried and retreated step by step.

However, at this moment, a sudden gust of wind blew around, and a whirlpool was born above our heads, and then many small dolls with round blushes on their faces fell from the sky, and with them hanged ghosts with long tongues, and samurai in armor and horses, and these things were so numerous that the entire dirt road in front of the village was blocked at once, and some of them had no place to stand, so they were crowded into the paddy fields on both sides. This is really scary, especially those ghost dolls with pale faces and blush, both men and women, and a pair of eyes that are so resentful that people look at each other, and they are covered in hair.

Among the paper spirits that fell one after another, there was a dexterous sound and shadow that was also rolling, but it was the child named Zhao Zhonghua, who was forced to retreat by the two little girl's skins, and said angrily: "Master, they are ghosts, they tore their clothes, I don't dare to touch them at all!" ”

I heard this, and subconsciously looked up, and instead of seeing the two girls tearing their clothes, I saw the red-faced mask waving a blood-stained flag towards us.

With this wave, all the paper spirits rushed towards us, but the people in the Conch Dojo retreated, letting these fierce spirits on the paper consume us, my little sword was extremely sharp, and even picked and wiped, cutting down several paper dolls, but the opponent was indeed endless, like cannon fodder, and could not resist at all. The other party invoked the paper spirit of the Conch Dojo, and in less than a minute, the five of us all crowded together, looking at the paper spirit surging all over the sky, and the people of the Conch Dojo retreated to watch the play behind the scenes, and the Wudang Taoist Fang Li smiled bitterly: "Today is really going to be planted, although there is a word in my name, but I have not practiced the method of leaving the fire, I can't cope with this kind of scene......"

We were defeated and retreated, and Sister Dai Qiao also smiled bitterly and said: "Even if there is fire, there is no way to do it - you see this paper spirit, from the conch dojo, a steady stream, only by cutting off its roots, can we ......fight with it."

"Cut off the roots?" The thin man was stunned for a moment, and suddenly smiled: "I have something that can get rid of this thing......"

After he finished speaking, he took it out of his arms and threw it into the sky, but he saw that it was a small silver-white metal net, but as soon as it rose into the air, it turned into a transparent and shining net, and went towards the clouds and mist. As soon as Wan San made this move, the bright red mask waving the command flag immediately shook his body, he was wearing a mask, so the blood didn't spurt out, but it all flowed to his chest, and it was flushed.

Cutting off this formation, the morale of all of us was shocked, and a little more strength was born out of thin air, and at this moment, there was a sudden chaos in front of me, but those surging paper spirits were scattered, I squinted and looked, it was the fat girl who found my breath, killed from the village, and stirred up a storm.

The fat girl only opened her eyes on her forehead last night, but at this moment, she couldn't force the demon ape out of her body again, and she couldn't use the magic weapon hanging around her neck, but she didn't know where to find a wooden stick, but it was also fierce and abnormal.

The brine points to tofu, one thing drops one thing, the fat girl doesn't know what kind of temperament it has, it is not powerful, but as soon as it appears, it stirs up the paper spirits in the field for a while, and those paper spirits who are not afraid of death dare not confront it and get aside.

This situation made all of us very excited, and the five of them came out together, and finally rushed to the front of the incense case, Dai Qiaojie grabbed the braid of one of the little girl's skins and dragged it to the ground, while I was resentful, and I didn't care about soft-heartedness, rushed forward, and gave the red-faced mask a sword to seal the throat and kill.

As soon as the incense case fell, the paper spirit immediately became weak and weak, someone came forward, paced the conch, and then retreated back, and the village began to move, and there was a bang, but it was the working group that fired a warning shot.

This general trend has gone, and the black-robed man no longer entangled, but ordered his men to evacuate.

But they wanted to leave, but I didn't give up, I felt that I had killed several people, not only did I not exhaust my strength, but my blood was boiling, and I screamed, and I ran wildly, chasing those guys. This chase and escape, left the village entrance a long way, those people have seen such a fierce opponent, for a while a little panicked, one person suddenly fell behind, I wild dog like a pounce, and he hugged him tightly, rolled down in the paddy field next to him.

The paddy field was ploughed to the side, there was water, and it was waiting to be planted, and it was full of mud, and the two of us were so good that we were rolling, and he held down my wrist with the sword, and my left hand was holding his neck, and the two competed, and the accomplice in front of him exclaimed: "Old ...... eight."

The people from the Faluo Dojo wanted to come to the rescue, but Sister Dai Qiao and the three helpers also hurried up, and the black-robed man saw that there were already soldiers chasing after him with guns at the entrance of the village, so he didn't dare to stop, but pulled the man away.

I didn't participate in the chase, but threw myself in the muddy field with this old bastard.

It was a strong man with a height of more than one meter eight, with a fat voice, and a stinking breath from his mouth, like a bear, but even so, he was still afraid of me, because I was like a wounded wolf, biting him to death, and the little sword was lost, so I grabbed his neck tightly with both hands.

The eighth was about to turn over his hand to get me, but the fat girl's accomplice hit the man with a stick at the right time, knocked the man weak, and let go of the arm that was attached to me. "Damn, die, die!" I was in a frenzy, and the only thing in my mind was to kill these guys who hurt my friends, and then someone next to me came to pull me: "Little brother, don't kill him, keep him alive......"