Chapter Thirty-Nine: Eighteen Horsemen of Fuyun Village

Some female disciples in the audience lamented that our Snow Boy was defeated and couldn't accept this result. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info Some even cry and cry, and their idol and love object will be defeated.

Some gambling heroes were in ecstasy, and I earned a few hundred taels of silver at once, enough for me to spend for a while. Those who lost shook their heads again and again, regretting that they had lost their eyes.

Yan Ruxue stood up silently, her face was as usual, and she went to treat her arm in the company of his fellow disciples, the power of the shot just now almost cost her life, if she hadn't used her life-saving stunt, she would have almost been stabbed in the heart. That shot was fast enough, fierce enough, powerful enough. Of course, I am convinced to lose, and I still need to improve.

The golden spear was victorious, and the long voice of the Void Elder sounded.

Huang Huang was dressed in a black robe, his long hair was curly, and he had a chic and heroic atmosphere, and he arched his hands and said to Yan Ruxue, "I have conceded!"

There are a lot of rumors about yellow wounds, he is about twenty-seven years old, born in poverty, but he has excellent qualifications, starting from the bottom, fighting step by step, and obtaining today's position, it is said that he joined the border guards at the age of sixteen, killed more than 100 enemies, practiced his skills, received guidance from strangers, started from an iron gun, and constantly improved his marksmanship, until the current golden gun.

Along the way, there was blood all the way, and there was a murderous aura on his body, which made the enemy's skill not play to the extreme, Yan Ruxue was equal to his strength, but he was not as good as him in sacrificing his life, so he returned home. The plump female disciple looked at the yellow wound with admiration, opened her big Danfeng eyes, and her heart was moved, my eyes were right, and my heart was pounding.

The second mad knife vs. blue sword

Crazy Knife Yunpeng, the teacher is unknown, he is good at the thirty-six ways of the wind knife technique, and he is famous for a golden wire big ring knife, and there are countless knights who have died under this knife. Fierce and ruthless, there is a kind of domineering spirit in the whole body, arrogant, of course, there is crazy capital, and those who are not convinced have fallen down on this handle.

Lan Jian Leng Feng, a disciple of Wudang, is calm and highly perceptive, and is deeply loved by the head of Wudang, Yuqing Daoist, and is trained as a successor. Wudang's secret book Tai Chi Liangyi Sword is unique in the world, and he took three months to learn it, which can be described as smart and enlightened.

The competition between these two is interesting, and they are definitely first-class opponents. The contest between the sword and the sword, the sword is the king of the soldiers, and the sword is the monarch of the soldiers, punishing the world.

Yun Peng said coldly and arrogantly, even if I take three knives, I will lose.

It's too crazy, the Wudang disciples below are provoked, Senior Brother Leng, give him a look at the color, and extinguish his arrogance as the best disciple of Wudang.

Leng Feng's blue sword flashed with a cold light, and the most powerful three styles of the Taiji Liangyi Sword were extremely powerful, and they went straight to Yun Peng's throat. Yun Peng said, just this kind of strength, you better go down, a knife to chop, split the sky and the earth, the cold light is shining, domineering to the extreme, with a kind of momentum that is not enough, the ring is split in half, Yun Peng has already comprehended the realm of the knife.

Leng Feng's sword couldn't pierce his surroundings, and the master made a move, and he made a decision at that moment. The two soldiers intersected, spelling out a dazzling light, sparks were everywhere, both soldiers were famous, made of stainless steel, and sharpened iron like clay. With a thunderclap, the sword broke, and Leng Feng was defeated. Leng Feng's comprehension realm in the way of the sword is not enough, this road is relatively far away. The Wudang disciples in the audience were dark.

The winner is the Crazy Knife Yunpeng!

In the next game, the golden gun against the crazy knife. Whoever wins can not only hold the beauty, but also command the world to have supreme power. This stop is bound to be a fierce competition, withstanding the test of life and death. The murderous spirit of the golden gun and the domineering spirit of the crazy knife meet, who is the last king.

One move to decide the winner, the guerrilla fight is just a waste of time, the two of them used their famous stunts, the furious python furious spiral strike! The last move of the wind knife technique, the fierce tide! The two of them are full of internal strength and make a crisp and neat blow. Gangqi tore the ring to shreds, absolute strength.

The sky collapsed, the dark power of the gun and the collision of the realm of the knife, the destructive power caused was amazing, and the people who were closer were all shaken out, feeling the disaster of the fire at the city gate and the fish in the pond. Their clothes were shattered, blood dripping from the tip of their spears, and their hands were numb, were they defeated? There was a laceration on their chests, about a foot long, and it was extremely eye-catching.

The Golden Gun was also defeated. The mad knife is invincible, although the clothes on his upper body are broken, it does not affect his momentum, but he feels more fierce and fierce. Some of those involved in gambling are happy and sad in a few houses.

"I announce that today's winner will marry Gu Qingqing and will lead the martial arts heroes, so, today's winner is-" The Void Elder announced in a long voice.

"Wait—" A sharp voice came from afar.