Qu Ao, Wang Bo, Fu Qian, and Huang Gongcuo, except for the three great masters and a few others, they had the highest martial arts in the world. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, the four of them are divided into four directions.

All escape routes in the air, on the ground, and on the river are closed, forming a network of heaven and earth that is difficult to fly. surrounded Wang Chan and looked like he was stunned.

In their opinion, Wang Chan's performance was tantamount to a counterattack before death, squandering his true qi to kill some ordinary soldiers, coupled with the influence of He's Bi, at this time, he must have been close to running out of oil.

At this time, as long as anyone can kill Wang Chan, after all, they can get the support of the two righteous leaders of Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Zen Monastery at the same time, and the unification of the world is just around the corner.

Qu Ao took a step forward, lifted the hem of the robe and tied it to his belt, looked up to the sky and smiled: "There is a debtor and a master, let me Qu Ao come to clear the hatred of killing my son today." ”

Although he said this with a smile, everyone could hear the depth of his resentment against Wang Chan, that is, he couldn't wash away all the water of the three rivers and five lakes.

"The big devil, everyone gets and is punished. ”

Huang Gongcuo also stepped out in one step, and the fierce momentum immediately surged out.

He is burly and slightly obese, with a swollen belly, a bald head and a thick chin, and unusually thick fingers. It should have been a murderous and fierce gaze, but it faded the beautiful beard that was as white as snow and the gray eyebrows that were long and drooped to the corners of the eyes. If it weren't for the pair of cold eyes that narrowed into a slit like a knife blade, this person did have the bearing of an immortal.

"That's right, although I, Wang Bo, have already withdrawn from the rivers and lakes, but the world is alive, and it is the responsibility of the husband, I will never allow you, the devil, to continue to be evil. Wang Bo clenched the long whip in his hand, looked at Wang Chan and said coldly.

As the leader of the rebel army, although he has publicly stated that he will no longer chase the Central Plains, ambitious people have always refused to give up. Yu Wenhua and after returning to the north, he has regrouped, and with his deep foundation of Yuwen Valve, he is preparing to show his strength again, and Wang Bo is very likely to form an alliance with him, so he will make trouble in the matter of He's Bi. It's just that what he didn't know was that at this time, there were two young men who were gradually fading their insect clothes and growing majestic water chestnuts were heading towards the base camp of Yuwen Valve.

"I have no grievances with Brother Wang, but my younger brother likes to join in the fun, and this is the main reason why I went to the Central Plains today. Therefore, there is no reason for me to sit idly by and watch the biggest excitement in the world like this. Fu Qian chuckled softly.

I saw that he was about thirty years old, wearing a beard suit, with a thick beard, and a burly and majestic figure, half a head taller than Wang Chan. At this time, although it is standing with his hands in his hands, it can give people hidden like lofty mountains, extraordinary spirit, and has the style of his invincible heroic overlord.

The face surrounded by beard is actually clear and heroic, although the cheekbones are high, but the nose is plump and powerful, the eyes are surprisingly slender, and the inner eyes are shining, shooting out a clear and intelligent light to look at Wang Chan from afar.

His Chinese characters are correct and round, and his pronunciation is exquisite, which is more standard than many Han people.

Fu Qian is also a downright person, and he confessed that he took advantage of the chaos in the Central Plains to come here to fish in troubled waters.

But what he doesn't know is that there is sometimes a price to be paid for making fun.

Wang Chan stood still, his eyes shining and staring at the four of them, watching the approach of his prey like a leopard.

"If you want to go up, hurry up, I have to hurry up and demolish the monk's broken temple. ”

A chuckle rang out, and the flames of war were on the verge of breaking out.

Fang Cai Qu Ao observed Wang Chan secretly for a long time, thinking that he knew his foundation clearly, in his eyes, Wang Chan at this time was already at the end of the crossbow, how could he be afraid of him.

I saw him snort coldly, and grabbed Wang Chan fiercely with both hands, and as soon as he made a move, he was the trick of the housekeeper skill "Eagle Transformation Thirteen Styles", so as to control the enemy's death.

With his pair of palm claws, he blocked all possible offensive routes of his opponent with his swift footwork, and he was good at seizing the enemy's weapons, which was indeed very powerful.

And when Qu Ao waved the thirteen forms to the limit, his hands seemed to enter and exit between nothingness and reality, and they were hidden from time to time, like illusion, and they were impossible to guard against.

I don't know how many masters died under his claws because of this.

Wang Chan did not dodge, holding a peerless sword in his hand, and stabbed out with a sword.

Seeing this, Qu Ao's eyes lit up, and his right hand suddenly changed his move.

Seeing that he was about to grasp Wang Chan's peerless sword, he didn't know that just when he was still a little fingertip before he could pinch the blade of the sword, Wang Chan's peerless sword almost miraculously sank three inches, and then in the narrow space of no more than half a foot square, it changed and moved, as if it could attack any part of his right hand that was bent into an eagle's claw.

With Qu Ao's sophistication, he couldn't help but be surprised.

His seemingly simple grasp was in fact the result of 60 years of combat experience, eyesight, and judgment.

The position of stepping is the weakest blind spot after Wang Chan takes out the sword.

The second is that he has reached the realm of turning decay into magic, giving up dexterity and simplicity. Win purely by angle, speed and anticipation of the opponent's shot. But he didn't expect that Wang Chan not only did not dodge or dodge, but also had the ability to fight back, how could this not teach him to be horrified.

At this moment, the peerless good sword swordsman picked up his wrist vein.

Qu Ao was shocked, retracted his right hand, his shoulders did not move, and his right foot kicked Wang Chan's left ankle, which was extremely vicious.

Wang Chan showed a hint of disdainful smile, and at the same time the sword was handed over to his left hand, and the sword momentum was violent, and Qu Ao, who had lost his sharp confidence, was swept into the dazzling shadow of the sword light.

Seeing that Qu Ao was about to lose, Wang Chan on the side shouted.

"I'm here to help you!"

His right hand contracted suddenly, and a white shadow suddenly flew out of his sleeve, pointing at Wang Chan's right neck with a strange wave-like route, as fast as a spiritual snake, and as if it could change direction at any time, containing a domineering power that was vicious and fantastic, and could not be resisted.

The momentary strength invaded the cold.

This whip king, who has been famous for decades, finally showed his famous "Dingshi Whip".

There was a low shout all around, although Wang Bo had withdrawn from the rivers and lakes, his martial arts were not weaker than back then, and he lived up to the name of "Whip King".

Seeing this, Wang Chan sneered, turned his left hand into a knife, and slashed at the whip of the opponent's attack fiercely and accurately.

The energy struck with a thunderous sound.

Wang Bo was shocked, and took a small step back, his eyes full of horror. For the first time, he had the thought of regret in his heart, but now it was difficult to ride a tiger, and he knew that if he couldn't kill Wang Chan this time, then he would have endless troubles.

I saw that with a flick of his right hand, the long whip turned into thousands of whip shadows, like a shower of rain and wind, towards Wang Chan's cover.

Wang Chan laughed, in the opponent's flying whip momentum is like a bead walking jade plate, flowing clouds and water, the middle finger is poked six or seven times in a row, each finger is accurate point of the enemy whip, and one finger is stronger than one finger.

When his seventh finger came out, Wang Bo only felt that the qi and blood in his chest were surging, and he couldn't hold back any longer, and a mouthful of red blood spurted out wildly. (To be continued.) )