Wu Meng looked at the two people in front of him, his eyes were full of determination, he would not give in, otherwise, he was injured and could not use all his strength now, otherwise his injury would expand again, otherwise he alone, these two people would not be his opponents. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wu Meng tightened the long sword he snatched from the man in black in his hand, and he took a step forward, and his whole body was raised.

"Don't blame me for toasting and not eating! ”

The two of them looked at Wu Meng's movements and knew that they would not be caught with their hands tied, and a spiritual power burst out from the two of them.

I saw that the middle-aged man picked up the long sword in his hand, and the light blue spiritual power spit out, and the long sword exuded a light blue brilliance under the blessing of spiritual power.

Water Pattern Gong is the practice of this middle-aged man, a kind of medium exercise that can be cultivated to the advanced level of the Great Sword Master, this exercise, feminine, like water, look at this man, for this set of exercises, the invasion is quite deep, can raise his hand, the power of the power on the long sword, so that the performance of the long sword has been greatly improved.

The middle-aged man carried a long sword and attacked Wu Meng, and the long sword slashed towards Wu Meng with a whining wind.

Facing the slightly fierce attack of the middle-aged man, Wu Meng's face was also a little solemn, however, he did not have the so-called idea of temporarily avoiding the edge, with his current strength, although it was impossible to have the absolute ability to suppress him, but the ability to compete with him was indeed enough.

As soon as his mind moved, Wu Meng quickly raised his hand, and the long sword in his hand was horizontal in front of him.

The long sword of the middle-aged man struck with Wu Meng's long sword, and when the two collided, a powerful force burst out, and the two of them were each knocked back by this force.

"Click"

The long sword in Wu Meng's hand shattered at this moment, the sword body was completely shattered, and only the hilt of the sword was held in Wu Meng's hand, Wu Meng glanced at the broken long sword and shook his head.

"Haha, without weapons, how can you fight with me, surrender. ”

The middle-aged man, looking at the broken long sword in Wu Meng's hand, said gloatingly, and at the same time, as soon as his body moved, he killed Wu Meng, this good opportunity, he will not let it go.

"Hey, why did this sword break, I'm still thinking about being a swordsman. Wu Meng said with regret.

Wu Meng's palms were slightly erected, and the posture of the Eight Desolation Fists quickly pulled away, and the fists danced, and the fierce fist wind seemed to form an invisible cyclone, shaking all the fallen leaves on the ground nearby.

"Bumper!"

The sharp fist wind and sword qi collided abruptly in the next moment, and the fluctuations of spiritual power spread violently, and the fists and swords of the two quickly blended together at a dazzling speed, and the sound of fists and sword bodies colliding non-stop.

Under the nervous gaze of many attackers, the two figures in the forest staggered, every punch, every sword was a head-on hard collision, and the strong spiritual power made every blow of the two of them have the powerful power to smash the rock.

"That kid was able to fight head-on with the gang leader without falling behind......"

Looking at the two fierce confrontation figures in the field, many people couldn't help but let out an exclamation again, they didn't expect that they just caught two people at random, and they didn't expect that any one of them would be able to compete with their helper.

At this time, the two people on the battlefield on the other side had already stood together, and the man in black who was in the early stage of the swordsman was fighting together, and their attacks were very simple, they were all fists to the flesh, colliding together, and a stream of air was generated from the center of the battle between the two, fist to fist, palm shadow and palm shadow intertwined.

Their figures are intertwined, you come and go, the fight is very intense, you give me a punch, I give you a kick, both of them are fighting very hard, the more they fight, the more excited they become.

Although Manqi was seriously injured, it was also very powerful to be able to fight with Manqi for so long in physical attacks, it seems, that person is also cultivating something, forging body exercises, Wu Meng looked at the man in black who was fighting with Manqi, and every time he was hit by Manqi, under his clothes, a blue light flashed.

"You dare to be distracted in the battle with me, and you look down on people too much. ”

The middle-aged man found that Wu Meng dared to be distracted in the battle with him, and felt that he looked down on himself.

Caught off guard, Wu Meng suffered a small loss, his forearm was scratched, the wound was not big, but this also taught Wu Meng a lesson, don't despise anyone, otherwise, one day he will suffer a big pain because of his contempt.

Wu Meng was suddenly attacked by the middle-aged man, and his complexion also changed slightly, and at the moment, he was more cautious in the face of the middle-aged man's fierce attack.

At the beginning, in the face of the sudden and fierce offensive, Wu Meng still made Wu Meng's hands and feet slightly flustered, but then, he stabilized his body again, forming a fist with one hand and a palm with the other, and when he swung it, the fists and palms were actually two completely different exercises.

"Bang Bang..."

The left hand is the Wind Spirit Palm that came to this world to teach him, a common move in this world, and the right hand is the Eight Desolation Fist, the two moves are perfectly blended together under Wu Meng's cast.

The middle-aged man who fought with Wu Meng was very uncomfortable, why?

I don't know how this kid cultivates, he can last so long under his attack, but, I don't know what happened, this kid's attack became very strange, he used the wind spirit palm with one hand, he also practiced, this palm technique is more than light, but the strength is not enough, but this kid casts it, it is different, the strength is amazing, and I don't know how to cultivate.

The middle-aged man couldn't figure out what was going on, but he didn't care and continued to fight with Wu Meng, but the situation was getting worse and worse for him, and he had no power to fight back against Wu Meng's two attacks.

"Bump"

The middle-aged man's long sword was finally knocked out by Wu Meng's move, and he himself was beaten out by Wu Meng and fell to the ground.

At the same time, the battle on Manqi's side was also over, and the black-clothed man's physique was inferior to Manqi after all, and after being knocked to the ground by Manqi's punch, he didn't get up.

Wu Meng and Man Qi glanced at each other, nodded to each other, and gathered strength together, preparing to flee into the distance.

"Do you really think that you can go, it's time. The middle-aged man who had fallen struggled to stand up at this time and said to Wu Meng and them.