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Ding Xin glanced at Wang Dong, whose spear was held by his junior brother Hu Bugui, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In his opinion, Wang Dong, who was covered in sword wounds on his left arm, would be limping even when he walked, what threat could a lame man who could barely stand and not fall down? Ding Buqun and the three of them could kill him by raising their hands.

As for the female robber with a mask in the distance, she can chase Wang Dong into this virtue, obviously her strength is not weak, but what can she do?

As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands, although Ding Jiajun and Zhou Cangbai are mediocre in close combat, but the remote control and matching is quite good.

Thinking of this, Ding Xin glanced at the embarrassed Wang Dong, and said with a pun on his smile: "Ding Buqun, Hu Bugui, Li Zhichang, the three of you take care of this seriously injured friend, don't be lazy." ”

After speaking, he walked towards Murong Ziyi with his hands behind his back, not worried that Wang Dong would make a little waves.

Just now, he was suspicious by nature, and he had already observed it carefully.

Wang Dong's severed arm stained with mud and blood, the severed surface of the sleeve of his robe was brushed, and the entire left arm was missing, obviously injured by a sharp weapon such as a sword, which was enough to match the long sword in the masked woman's hand, there was no need to doubt it.

As for the torn robes exposed on the back and back of his chest, the criss-crossing sword wounds were by no means fake, and he was even more sure of this as he had experienced it himself, and he firmly believed that he would never lose his eyes.

The wounds that had been soaked in rain everywhere, the swollen and turned flesh without a trace of blood, Bai Sensen's disgusting look was obviously not fake.

Let's ask such a lame man who only has half a life left, does he still need him Ding Xin to personally supervise the battle? It is enough to have three people in Ding Buqun!

And his attention was all on the masked woman carrying a bulging package, and there was no doubt that there was a treasure in that package!

"Hehehe...... If people's luck comes, let alone the city wall, even this rainy weather can't stop it, and I Ding Xin should make a windfall again. Ding Xin shook his head with a smile.

"Senior Brother Ding, wait for someone......"

Tu Jiaojiao, who has been standing with Ding Xin and responding in the middle, is really delicate, the water snake swings her ass and chases after her, takes out a small jar of wine from the storage bag, hands it to Ding Xin, squeezes her eyes and coquettishly says: "Senior brother, I heard that on a rainy day, wine is more compatible with killing and grabbing treasures......"

Ding Xin grabbed her ass with the wine in one hand and the other hand, and laughed, "Swing hoof, finish this ticket, and look at how Xin fiddles with you at night......"

"Senior brother, you are so bad......" If no one next to the two of them flirted and scolded, they didn't take Wang Dong and Murong Zishan in their eyes at all.

Looking at Ding Xin and the others who were strolling towards her, Murong Zishan's eyes changed but she was patient, the plan was deviated, she was not sure what to do, she was waiting for Wang Dong's signal.

The six Ma Jiajun people who surrounded her glanced at Ding Xin enviously, and grabbed the spirit rune and long sword one after another, they understood Ding Xin's intentions, and after dealing with the crippled young man, they easily beat the masked woman with the strength of everyone.

And by the misty small lake, Hu Bugui grabbed the upper half of the dragon scale spear, and smiled at Wang Dong, who was holding the lower half of the spear with one arm and one hand: "Friend, don't be nervous, give me the spear, you can save some effort." ”

"No, no, I'm still supporting. Wang Dong stammered in horror, like a drowning man holding on to a life-saving straw, obviously not believing the other party, but he didn't dare to speak out, he had a submissive expression, and his acting skills were really good.

"Don't ink with him......" Ding Xin Huo Ran turned around and sneered, finally revealing his true form, he didn't have the patience to act with this cripple who had fallen into the trap anymore.

"Yes," Hu Bugui responded, his kind smile suddenly disappeared, and he grabbed the dragon scale spear with a hideous expression, and snatched it back with a fierce expression, "Made, what do you have to say, bring it to Lao Tzu." ”

"What are you going to do?" Wang Dong was shocked and inexplicable, grabbing the dragon scale spear with one arm and being dragged along.

"Yo, you still have some strength. Hu Bugui had never taken the spear, and so many fellow disciples were very unable to get off the stage, so he scolded angrily: "Dead lame, you give me a hand!"

Ding Buqun, who was guarding not far behind Wang Dong, laughed, grabbing the long sword with two palms wide on the sword body and strolling leisurely towards Wang Dong, the Yin Owl's gaze was obviously ill-intentioned.

At this moment, since his appearance, Wang Dongyi, who has been showing his crippled image, suddenly laughed: "As you wish!"

Before he could say anything, he had already taken advantage of Hu Bugui's strength to grab the gun, grabbed the barrel of the dragon scale gun with his right hand, and slammed it up, attacking nakedly.

He deserves to be unlucky, this guy is grabbing one end of the gun blade and snatching it hard, Wang Dong's simple and swift two actions simply interpret the word "pushing the boat down the river" to the fullest.

A few steps away, I saw a foot-long three-edged spear head flashing with cold light, "poof" pierced into his chest and revealed his back, the red tassels stuck to the root of the spear blade drooped, and the hot blood was dripping between the shakes, and it was steaming in this rainy day.

"Uh......" Hu Bugui's eyes bulged violently, the long sword spirit runes both fell to the ground, his hands desperately grabbed the thick gun shaft of his arm that was pierced into his chest, his heart was pierced, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding and said with difficulty: "You...... I ......"

This change happened too suddenly, and the time it took was quite short, and it can be said that with the flick of a finger, everyone present from far or near changed color.

Ding Buqun's faces changed in shock, the six people around Murong Zijiao breathed, Ding Xin and Tu Jiaojiao turned their heads violently, Murong Zishan's eyes were full of excitement, she didn't expect Wang Dong to say that he would do it, and he would be so decisive.

"Give me death!"

Wang Dong raised his gun upwards with one arm, and Hu Bugui, who was picked up with one shot, flew into the air above his head, followed by a sweep of a gun, and directly erased Hu Bugui's head!

Full of blood and covered his face, it was like a rain of blood, but Wang Dong didn't dare to slow down, and his left arm, which was strangled around his waist by a few circles of cloth tape, slammed it off for me!

"Be careful!" Ding Xin's face changed suddenly, and at the same time as he reminded Ding Buqun and the two of them with an exclamation, the long sword behind his back popped out of the scabbard and grasped it, and his toes connected to the ground, quickly closing the distance of more than four zhang, and flew towards Wang Dong to help Ding Buqun and the others.

He can attack from afar and in close combat, and he has a sharp sword, but the sword has a distance limit, he hates Wang Dong so much, how can he eliminate the hatred in his heart by blasting the other party into scum with a spirit rune at a distance, and he must kill this one-armed young man who played him a fool at close range!

Tu Jiaojiao, who was following him, just wanted to chase him, but how did she know that a black rope like a spiritual snake rolled up and wrapped around her neck in one fell swoop, but it was Murong Zishan, who was separated by more than three zhang away, and suddenly shot at her.

Within five zhang, the bundle of immortal ropes can be called a sharp weapon to catch people, once you are strangled you can't run if you want to, the more you struggle, the tighter you strangle!

Murong Zishan grabbed the other end of the bundle of immortal ropes and shook it hard, Tu Jiaojiao, who was rolling her eyes and holding the rope around her neck with both hands, lifted her feet off the ground, and flew towards Murong Zishan with the rapidly shrinking bundle of immortal ropes.

"Tie up the immortal rope?" The six Ma Jiajun who surrounded Murong Zi's shirt screamed in unison, and Ding Xin, who didn't need to hurriedly glance back, commanded, and retreated as far as six zhang in despair.

It's not good, it's a trick, Ding Xin suddenly thought about it, and while continuing to rush towards Wang Dong, he didn't look back to wake up Ma Jiajun and the others, who were at a loss when they were shocked, "They are a gang, you are careful! Kill her from a distance!"

"Throw the spirit runes together, kill ......" Ma Jiajun and the others woke up in shock, and the colorful spirit runes quickly alternated, brushing the long sword body of the leaf-veined runes in their hands, and shooting towards Murong Zishan's shirt like snowflakes.

"Purple shirt, be careful!" Wang Dong roared, and there was a loud "pop", and his left arm directly collapsed a few circles of cloth and cracked the robe outside!

At this moment, two extremely sharp blades broke through the wind and struck straight at the back of his head, clearly wanting to take his head!

At the last moment, Wang Dong stepped forward and rushed to his waist, twisting his face backwards, and the silver knife in his left hand "Cangchang" threw off the scabbard, shaking his hand is two smears of knife light in a flash, "Look at the knife!"

Two terrible and short screams sounded at the same time, and Ding Xin, who rushed to help, was full of horror and disbelief, how could there be such a fast knife in the world?

He didn't see the trajectory of Wang Dong's two knives at all, but he felt two silver lights flashing in his sight, and one left and one right slashed at Ding Buqun and Wang Dong on the back of the neck, and half of their heads were cut off in the scream, and the two corpses fell to the ground in the splash of red and white brains.

"Two people to support me!"

Ding Xin quickly turned around and roared at Ma Jiajun, who was attacking Murong Ziyi from a distance, as for Tu Jiaojiao, who was often a good kung fu under his crotch, he had already been pulled to death by the masked woman with a sword in front of him, and he couldn't take care of it.

"Senior brother, don't panic, I'm here!"

Looking at Ding Xin, who jumped more than a foot high in the air and swung out a half-foot-long sword in the drizzle, Ma Jiajun and a woman broke away from the camp besieging Murong Zishan, and while galloping to the aid of Ding Xin, who was fast and powerful, they released two fire talismans!

Wang Dong was naked with a bloody chest full of sword wounds, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a white sword rushing in the air, how did he not know the power of the sword, the distance of three zhang was just there, unless he cast the three waves of Tiyun, he couldn't dodge it at all!

"Sword?" he was so competitive that the silver knife trembled wildly, and a frost-like ruler-long blade flew away from the tip of the knife in an instant, splitting the wind and waves in the drizzle, and rushed up like a lightning speed!

The short and sonorous loud sound of "Cang ......" sounded in the blink of an eye, and Ding Xin, whose body was falling, changed color!

I saw that he and Wang Dong were separated by less than three zhang in the air, and the sword and sword that collided in one place exploded into a puff of star-like white light, with the collision place as the center, and the qi waves set off pushed the continuous drizzle around them, and the ripples spread out in circles and spread to the surroundings.

"Daomang?" Ding Xin was shocked when he landed, but he kept rushing forward under his feet, and saw Wang Dong shouting, "Who are you?"

He was not brave and fearless in this way, on the contrary, through the repeated attacks of the king of Fangcai, he already knew that the opponent's hand-to-hand combat was powerful!

But after a quick glance, he found that Ma Jiajun and the others who rushed to his aid cast the Flame Talisman of the Retreat, sneaked into the ground and puffed up two dirt bags on the muddy surface, steaming out two white qi and quickly sneaking up on Wang Dong, and he shouted to distract Wang Dong.

Wang Dong......