"Kong Ming?"

Dong Xiong looked at the mountain surrounded by white clouds, but following Wei Zhou's line of sight, he only saw the towering peak. The bare peak, there is not even grass and trees, let alone human figures.

From a distance, the surrounding area of the mountain is shrouded in haze. After going up the mountain, I found that there was fog outside the mountain, and inside the mountain, it was also a vast piece of fog. As far as the eye can see, it is not more than 10 meters. Pedestrians take a few steps, and the fog in front of them spits out part of the scene, and the trees behind them are hidden in the fog. Here, the fog is thicker than when viewed from outside.

Mountains in the fog, fog in the mountains.

"Brother Dong, aren't we waiting for Brother Wen Xiang?"

Xiao Qiao looked left and right, it was the first time she had seen such a big fog.

"It's fine, it's just a little trouble for him to solve, and he can catch up soon. ”

Dong Xiong had been staring at the depths of the fog, and his frowning brows had not loosened since they stepped into the range of the fog.

"We're going to find the entrance to Wollongong before Wenxiang returns. ”

"Isn't this Wollongong?"

"Wollongong is not this mountain, but a village on the mountain. ”

Wei Zhou, who was walking in front, stopped, and Xiao Qiao, whose eyes were attracted by the fog, didn't pay attention for a moment, and hit Wei Zhou's back directly.

"Weizhou, how do you ......"

"Something happened. ”

Wei Zhou stroked the big tree next to him with a serious face, and there was a mark on the bark of the tree that had been cut by a sword.

Dong Xiong and Lang were silent, and the sword mark was the mark that Wei Zhou had made with his long sword a quarter of an hour ago. Originally, the mark was used by Weizhou to show Wenxiang the way, but now, it has become a proof of the cruel reality, they are lost.

Not far from the foot of the mountain there is a small grove, and crows chirp in the middle of the usually calm woods. Dozens of crows flew off the branches and into the sky.

Holding a silver spear, Wen Xiang stood with his eyes closed, feeling every slight movement around him. The black power suit on his body stood out in the green woods, attracting a pair of eyes hiding in the corner.

After Wen Xiang entered the woods, he kept walking forward until he reached the middle of the woods, and an open field stopped. Wen Xiang was satisfied, and the lackeys of the Cai family followed him as he hoped. And he also chose a cemetery for those guys.

"Come out, you've been following you for so long, it's time for me to send you to Hades. ”

Wen Xiang stuck his spear in the soil, and his arrogant tone did not hide it at all.

The wind blew and blew, causing the leaves to flutter in the air, unable to fall back to the ground. The wind blew the leaves, and the forest did not change in any way because of Wen Xiang's sudden shouting.

"A group of turtle suns. Even if it is a different sentence, the tone is still domineering.

"Stinky boy, you dare to scold me, Lao Tzu is so hearty that you can live a little longer, and you still have to be scared?"

The sound of heavy footsteps, if it had been because of Wei Zhou's intrusion before, frightened a dozen birds in the middle of the woods. Then, at the sound of these footsteps, the birds of the whole forest scrambled to fly away from their nests, and the sky was much safer for them than at home.

A strong man with a huge body, carrying a large black axe, walked out of the shadow of the tree step by step with steps that made the earth shake. At the same time as the strong man appeared, a black figure flashed out on the branches and behind the trees around him. Each figure is dressed in black tights and wearing a grimace mask.

"Scolding you?

Wen Xiang's playful gaze swept over the strong man and sneered. The strong man was stunned for a moment, yes, he is not a turtle grandson, why should he stand up? But then the strong man understood that Wen Xiang was playing with him, and he gasped in annoyance, and until now, the young man in front of him was the first person who dared to make fun of him. Those who know the strong man well know that his temper stinks, and he initiates madness, and even the emperor Lao Tzu dares to cut an axe.

"Boy, you're quite guts. It's been so long, and no one has dared to talk to my Huang Zu like this. I don't know if you'll be able to be so crazy after taking my axe. ”

Like an attacking rhinoceros, the strong man dug back with his big feet, and a pit was dug into the ground.

"I've sent someone with you, and I'll kill them when I'm done cleaning you up. Rest assured, you won't be alone on the Huangquan Road. ”

Smack, spears come out, dirt splatters. Wen Xiang pointed his gun at Huang Zu and said indifferently.

"That's a lot of nonsense. ”

The grimace men in black gestured to each other, without deliberately hiding, some compared one, and some compared six. Seeing this, Wen Xiang secretly sighed that the tacit understanding of this killer force was very good, and with such a simple gesture, the battle plan could be arranged, and no one could see their plans. However, if Wen Xiang knew what the message they were transmitting, he was afraid that he would scold him.

"I'm betting this guy can only survive one trick. ”

"Then I'll bet on two tricks. ”

"Bet one move to lose two, bet two moves to lose five, bet more than six moves to lose ten!

At the entrance to the mountain, a man with a grimace mask on his body except for his pants hangs from a tree with his hands tied with ropes. Scarred, he only occasionally moved his fingers, indicating that he was still alive. And this scene, which can only be found in horror movies, is only made by Lang.

Wei Zhou was actually opposed to this cruel act, and for this reason, he planned to persuade Lang to let the poor ghost go. even used Xiao Qiao as an excuse, saying that he couldn't let him see this kind of picture.

However, it is not chaotic.

Lang just replied.

"Two choices, dead or alive. ”

This is a difficult problem, after thinking about it again and again, Wei Zhou feels that the soldier can be killed but not humiliated, so he should choose to die.

"This son is so bad at what he says, I, I am willing to be hung up. ”

The man shouted without thinking about it, leaving Qingshan not to worry about the words of no firewood, he took it seriously.

This man, who was ordered by Huang Zu to follow Wei Zhou and the others, must not have burned incense when he went out today. Even if you are caught on a mission, you still fall into the hands of such a terrifying woman and are tortured like this.

Hearing Wei Zhou's intercession on his behalf, the man was grateful, after all, no one would want to be insulted like this, especially at the hands of a woman. But when he heard that Weizhou had chosen a dead end for him so easily, and kept saying that it was to preserve his dignity.

The man has only one idea, can you ask my opinion, and the one who died is not you, it's me.

"Not bad, boy, you can have a few tricks with me. ”

In the depths of the woods, Wen Xiang's spear swept across, colliding violently with the giant axe in Huang Zu's hand again and again. Huang Zu's forehead was surrounded by a black spiral socket, and the black spiral socket was deeper than Zhang Yun's spiral socket last time.

In the moment of lightning, they had already passed four moves.

"Eat me again!"

Boom!

Wen Xiang took three steps back, while Huang Zu didn't move.

"To this extent, this guy's strength is not bad. But it's not enough to compete with the boss. ”

Although those ghost-faced black-clothed men who were guarding nearby were surprised that this ordinary-looking young man could fight hard against Huang Zu, they wanted to win over Huang Zu in terms of strength. It's nothing less than wishful thinking.

"Boy, what else do you want to say?"

Huang Zu laughed, it was rare for someone to have a hard time with him, he was too addicted this time.

"That's a lot of nonsense. ”

It's the same sentence again. With a click, the green tendons in his arms burst out, and Huang Zu clenched the big axe in his hand.

"When I'm dying, my mouth is still so cheap, if I don't cut off your tongue, I won't be surnamed Huang!"

Wen Xiang held the gun in one hand, and a lifelike white tiger head was painted on the barrel of the gun held in his palm. An inconspicuous white light flowed down his palm and towards his chest, turning into a white tiger with hanging eyebrows, appearing on his chest with teeth and claws.

Huang Zu's black axe, named Kaitian, is made by Ou Yezi with Kaishan stone as the main material, supplemented by gold essence stone, obsidian and other high-grade ores. The quality of the Open Heaven Axe is equal to Liu Qi's Sun-Chasing Bow, and Huang Zu wields it with all his strength.

"Black Whirlwind!"

The toe of his right foot touched the ground, and Huang Zu stepped out with his left foot vigorously, making a deep footprint on the ground. The whole person was like a spinning windmill, and with the weight of the big axe, Huang Zu turned faster and faster, and the sharp big axe cut a circle of black light in the air.

"The boss has used a trick. ”

The ghost-faced black-clothed people who were waiting patiently next to them saw the rotating axe, and they could clearly feel the edge of the axe blade even outside the battle circle. They had witnessed several black bears that were more than two meters tall turning into pieces of meat under the rotation of Huang Zu's death. The grimace man in black, who had won the six moves, rubbed his hands excitedly, in stark contrast to his partner who sighed quietly because he was about to lose.

"Die on my fame stunt, boy, that's enough for you to brag about in the Netherworld!"

"Anything else you have to say before you die......"

Before Huang Zu finished speaking, he saw the young man in front of him rushing up towards his attack, and he immediately felt very incredible.

The first reaction of the others when they saw this trick was to run away. This kid is dying, huh?

"Overlord three shots. ”

"One shot, cut off the river!"

Silently said the word broken river in his heart, and the phantom of a white tiger gradually appeared behind Wen Xiang. The white tiger's purple tiger pupils looked directly at Huang Zu in front of him, obviously it was just an illusion, but there was disdain in his pupils.

White Tiger, the king of all beasts, the supreme of power. Showing off his strength in front of Wen Xiang, who has the spirit of the White Tiger Weapon, is tantamount to making a big axe in front of Lu Ban, and playing a big knife in front of Guan Yu, which is a joke.

"That's, that's the White Tiger?"

How is it possible, how can there be an illusion of a white tiger behind that kid? That is obviously the instrument spirit of the little overlord of Jiangdong!

Wen Xiang, who used the disguise spirit talisman, how could Huang Zu be able to recognize it.

Although the young man took the initiative to rush forward to the grimace and the black-clothed people were a little surprised, they were still mentally prepared to see the young man being cut in two by the leader. As for the illusion behind the young man, it was directly ignored, and they believed in the strength of the leader very much.

Wen Xiang stabbed out the tip of the spear, as if the water of a river came from it, crossed the region and flowed towards the East China Sea, and slammed into Huang Zu's black whirlwind. The onlookers saw that the tip of the spear landed on the blade of the big axe with a heavy sense of heaviness.

The waters of the rivers come up from the sky, and they flow to the sea and never return. If the power of heaven is like this, it can also be broken with one shot.

Click, there was a crisp sound from the collision, the tip of the gun hit the big axe, and Huang Zu's rough face showed an expression of disbelief. The grimace men in black who were standing around were horrified to see that the leader's rapidly spinning whirlwind was hit by a shot from the young man, and the black mangs stopped abruptly as if they had touched an unshakable mountain. Driven by the huge inertia, Huang Zu still turned a few times, but the big axe in his hand was stabbed by the tip of the spear.

Wen Xiang stepped forward and threw a punch before Huang Zu stood firm, and the fist wind accompanied by the tiger's roar slammed into Huang Zu's waist. Although people and wolves cannot be confused, the body of the martial artist is relatively weak, except for the vital points.

"Damn, the leader was blasted into the sky by that guy!"

"Don't be crooked!

Huang Zu's defeat caused the killers to be agitated, but they soon regained their composure and began to act. Black shadows rushed out from the trees, the grass, and behind the trees, heading straight for Wenxiang. Some people showed their big knives, some threw hidden weapons, and some threw iron nets.

Going head-to-head with the leader's black whirlwind, this guy can't be without injuries. Different moves, open and hidden attacks. Under the siege of so many people, he will sooner or later show his flaws, and then, it will be his death.

The above is the judgment made by the grimace in black in a short period of time, but the facts tell them that they are too naïve to make this judgment. Wen Xiang didn't say that he was injured, the previous collision was just a warm-up exercise for him. Even if the broken river behind him wasted a certain amount of his strength, the remaining strength was more than enough to clean up the shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

The internal force exploded outside the body through the amplification of the White Tiger Gun. Just like Liu Cong, who had weak internal strength but wielded the moon blade with the help of an exclusive weapon, and Wen Xiang's internal force explosion was far from being comparable to Liu Cong's generation, and the Dao airflow swept out, shaking down the overwhelming hidden weapons. What follows is a battle of tigers and sheep, and there is only one ending, and there is no suspense to say.

"You, who the hell are you?"

There were corpses everywhere, and not one of them escaped alive. Huang Zu, who was lying on the ground unable to move, looked at Wen Xiang who was standing with a spear in a daze, and smiled bitterly.

"Except for Sun Ce in Jiangdong, there are still people who can crush me in strength. ”

Wen Xiang approached Huang Zu, squatted down, rolled up his sleeves, and removed the spirit talisman attached to his arm.

I saw that the young man's face changed from ordinary to ordinary, a heroic face, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, full of masculinity. Ancestor Huang was stunned, then figured out something, and finally ecstatic.

"Haha, I didn't expect that I could let Sun Ce use the White Tiger Gun, it's worth my death. Haha, when I get out of the underworld, I can brag about it. ”

Wen Xiang shook his head and whispered to Huang Zu.

"I'm just in a bad mood, and a girl called me naïve. ”

Wen Xiang got up and wiped the blood from the tip of the gun.

"So I can only tell you with apologies, you, are not worthy of my use of the White Tiger Gun. ”

You are not worthy of my use of the White Tiger Gun. Hearing Wen Xiang's understated words, Huang Zu only felt a surge of blood in his chest. Girls scolding you for my business? Can you not hurt people so much.

Wen Xiang turned around and walked outside the forest, his left foot on a spear of a man in black. Wen Xiang kicked back, and the spear drew an arc in the air, firmly inserting it into Huang Zu's body, making up for his last sword.

Is this the case that you get shot while lying down?