When Zhang Liyun, Little White Fox, Bai He, Bu Yu, Lin Qiming, Dong Zhongming, and Zhu Xueting jumped onto the wall, the noise outside suddenly fell silent, and I knew that they had dealt with most of the enemies outside in a short period of time. Rushed back in time.

Seeing these seven people standing at the head of the wall, Wu Mucheng's face was cloudy, but the sloppy old man noticed the Big Dipper Seven Star Sword in the hands of the seven people, and said with a painful face: "Luxury, too extravagant, such a rare dragon beard wood ink crystal, was wasted by you on this peach wood sword, it is really, really too unacceptable......

The essence of the Big Dipper Sword is the rarest natural black ironwood, but in order to hide people's eyes, when Nannan was making zuò, he coated a layer of paint mixed with cinnabar, dragon whisker wood ink crystal and other things, making this sword look like a peach wood sword. The sloppy old man didn't know what to do, so he was naturally distressed, but when he heard what he said in the ears of the seven swords, it was a praise, and the faces of the seven people couldn't help but show a look of pride, and then asked me: "Sword master, since the seven swords are here, what are your orders?" ”

I took two steps back, and then pointed to Mr. Xinqiu, the brother of the Heavenly King's Left Envoy, and said, "Help me stop him and the rest, I have time to take down the turtle son of Wu Mucheng!" ”

"As you wish!"

Seven swords flew down the wall. Seven swords waved in the air, the cold light was like snow, the long sword was like a forest, and there was a faint dragon in it, but it turned into seven hidden dragons and condensed in the sky, overlapping and forming a dense net full of power, fusing the seven of them into one, and then the sword move changed, but it was the sloppy old man who was stirring up the situation.

Although the sloppy old man Wang Xinqiu was born on the sidelines, he is a person who abides by the rules, and he was invited to shoot before. I didn't want to besiege me with Wu Mucheng, but asked the bald man to retreat first, but I didn't know that this person didn't know anything about advancing and retreating, but instead joined hands with him, giving me huge pressure, although in the real life-and-death battle, he would not break this section, and he was a little unhappy in his heart, so he smiled loudly and said to Zhang Liyun who was for: "Good sword formation, old man, I came to learn what tricks you young people can come up with......

He is the brother of the left envoy of the Heavenly King, and he is also a member of the mysterious Ludong Eighth Company Battalion, and his seniority is extremely high. His skills are also incredible, and he is naturally qualified to say this, but as soon as he entered the formation, he appeared a terrifying thing, that is, the seven young masters he faced actually cooperated seamlessly, and his mind was the same, as if he were a person.

It's a little scary. You must know that people are not machines after all, the formations are ever-changing, and between the operations, there are still flaws and feasible after all, but between the advance and retreat of the four men and three women in front of them, they actually cover the changes of the heavens, just like the seven-star Beidou, without flaws and flawlessness.

This kind of sword formation is really a headache, because this advance and retreat, the other advance and retreat, the seven people are like a palm, flexible and crazy, what makes him even more depressed is that he thought that even if the magic array is strict, he can also reduce ten times with one force, but when he really swings it, these seven people are not the elite masters among today's young people, each of them is carried up alone, there is a shocking place that makes people shine, it is really impossible to form an overwhelming pressure, let alone break the formation and kill the enemy.

In fact, it was like being caught in the whirlpool of the river, although it was able to struggle as hard as it could, but it still fell into the disadvantage after all.

What's the situation?

The good fighter has no outstanding achievements, but just the title of the brother of the left envoy of the king of heaven can make Wang Xinqiu rampant, but how suddenly, the world seems to have changed, and the seven little guys who don't know where to come out of nowhere actually left him here, and constantly suppressed, almost crumbling?

This situation not only made Wang Xinqiu a little confused, but even Wu Mucheng, who was complacent next to him, was stunned.

Oops, what the hell is going on, is it going to change?

Seven people, seven swords, and an old man from the rivers and lakes, as well as the rest of the martial artists in the field, the battle was so fierce, and these are extremely precious time, where can I waste it, at the moment, I also gave an order to Yang Zheng who came out of nowhere, let him sweep the formation next to him, clean up the rest of the little minions, and the guy who may put the secret gun, and then I shook the blood-drinking cold light sword in my hand slightly, made an invitation sword style, and said to Wu Mu Cheng: "Now it's finally fair, Wu Mu City, it's our turn!" ”

Wu Mucheng clenched the egg-thick short spear in his hand tightly with both hands, the scar on his face wriggled like a centipede, and he gritted his teeth viciously and said, "Kid, don't be proud, are you really afraid of me?" ”

I said calmly: "Whether you are afraid or not, I will kill you, it has nothing to do with fear; Taking you down is just a prelude to killing King Wumu, if even you and I can't control it, what else can we talk about? And you don't have to complain too much, often stand by the river, how can you not get your shoes wet, since you are a wicked person, you have to calmly face the evil consequences, face the bleak life, and the dripping blood! ”

My pretentious words made Wu Mucheng immediately angry, and roared angrily: "The stinky boy has a little three-legged cat kung fu, so he dares to show off in front of the uncle, so let me teach you a lesson in blood and teach you how to be a person!" ”

His hand grabbed behind him, but he found a short stick, and then twisted the double gun on the short stick, which seemed to have a trap card slot, and with a click, it turned into a dragon spear.

With the spear in hand, Wu Mucheng immediately put on a posture of Zhao Zilong's bloody battle against the long board bridge, and then the silver spear stabbed at me abruptly.

Year knife and moon stick, a lifetime of guns, this is a folk saying, it is said that the marksmanship, you have to spend a lifetime pondering, and even so, if there is no understanding, it may not be able to achieve, and this Wu Mu Wang's marksmanship has both virtual and real, rigid and soft, when the move is sharp, virtual and real, people feel quite sharp, I don't know what, the moment is also out of the sword and wrestling with it, once the hand, only to learn that this person is known for his strength of the big seal and hard slash, both rigid and soft, is really a great marksmanship means.

This spear is more powerful than a short spear, I fought with him more than a dozen moves, but I saw that Wu Mucheng's style changed suddenly, the body twisted, the spear swept, and immediately showed a beautiful skill, this strength is full, the step is alive, the gun road is vertical and horizontal, varied, and the end is "the gun is like a dragon to pierce a little, dancing and flowers are endless", which is breathtaking, and the heart is chilling.

Wu Mucheng is one of the most slippery gun players I've ever seen.

But that's about it.

When he danced the spear into a whirlwind, I raised my whole body magic to the peak state, and the long sword in my hand condensed into a line with the will in my heart, and then I rushed forward with an arrow step, stabbing a sword at the gap in front of me.

This sword does not have the majesty of "still autumn water and long sky", nor the indomitable and sharp of "Xijiangyue".

It is just such an ordinary sword, almost not much different from the one stabbed by ordinary people.

However, even so, there was something different about it after all, that is, my sword, passed through thousands of spear shadows, and finally landed on Wu Mucheng's left wrist.

The blood-drinking cold light sword slashed one by one, but it almost cut off most of Wu Mucheng's palms, but even if it didn't, the guy let out a terrible scream, and then retreated, and then held the bloody white wound, and shouted at me with an unbelievable face: "How is this possible, your sword is so casual, I obviously feel that I can avoid it, why was you hurt in the end?" ”

I raised the long sword above my head, and then the light not far away looked at the blood beads that were gradually disappearing on the tip of the sword, and said calmly: "Wu Mucheng, my age is not as good as you, and my cultivation may not be as good as your years of hard cultivation, but there are still some differences between the two of us after all, do you know what it is?" ”

Wu Mucheng gritted his teeth and asked, "What?" ”

The beads of blood on the tip of the sword disappeared, and I sighed, and then said, "Realm, understand?" The realm between you and me is different, I am full of awe of this world, so I can spend more time looking for the origin of things, and you put your whole mind on how to make your means more fancy, which is higher and which is lower, you should leave this question to the Yellow Spring to think......"

Since I have established an advantage, I will no longer procrastinate, nor will I engage in more verbal disputes with Wu Mu City, but will point my long sword forward and charge in a storm.

In the face of my abruptly strengthened offensive, Wu Mucheng, who had lost the support of his left hand, had to turn from attack to defense, while desperately resisting my sword momentum like a shower, while begging for help from the sloppy old man next to him: "Mr. Xinqiu, this person is too powerful, save me!" ”

He was too involved in the battle with me just now, and he knew that he had time to look at the battle situation next to him at this time, but it didn't matter if he didn't look at it, but his whole heart was cold.

Mr. Xinqiu, who had high hopes and turned the tide, was firmly controlled by the Seven Swords on the spot at this moment, rushing left and right, and there were already more than a dozen fine scars on his body.

What's the situation? What's going on?

Wu Mucheng felt that his worldview was about to collapse, but the more this was the case, the stronger his ferocity became, he suddenly gritted his teeth, stretched out his right hand and scratched several bloody scars on his face, and then roared sharply: "Lao Tzu fought today, give you a look at my martial family's immortal book and god scroll, even if it is the same end, I ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt his body light, and then he flew into the air, and the sky and the earth spun around, and when he finally landed, he saw a familiar headless corpse, which fell to the ground with a bang in its place.

Damn, it's really unreasonable, Lao Tzu's big move hasn't been released yet!

Before he died, Wu Mucheng must have thought so.

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