"What a sound!". Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

How could Lin Cheng not hear such a huge sound at the city gate, he was slightly stunned by this sound, frowned slightly, pulled out Long Yuan, Lin Cheng stepped out with a sword, hearing this sound, the black and thin old man smiled miserably, and said slowly to the wooden attendants on his left and right in a trembling voice.

"The time to serve the country has finally arrived!".

"I've been waiting for you for a long time".

Outside the big tent, there was a figure standing, and when he looked at it, Yu Wenhe was standing there quietly, with a spear behind him. Slowly opened his eyes, looking at Lin Cheng who had just appeared from the big tent, the corners of his mouth lightly drew a smile, and the whole person still had the same stupid and stunned feeling as before.

"Hehe, Yuwen He, Yuwen family, it's really similar to what I thought."

Lin Cheng was not surprised that Yu Wenhe appeared here, and it could even be said that Lin Cheng had expected this situation a long time ago, and his figure slowly stepped forward two steps, Long Yuan's sword tip gently poked the ground, and Lin Cheng said calmly.

"I'm afraid that this time the Bingcang Empire will suffer such a catastrophe, and the Yuwen family will not be able to escape from it."

Shrugging his shoulders slightly, Yu Wenhe showed a noncommittal attitude towards this matter.

"You know, actually, I envy you".

Slowly standing the spear behind his back in front of him, Yu Wenhe suddenly looked at Lin Cheng with a serious face and said.

"Envy me?, envy me what?".

With a slight frown, Lin Cheng asked rhetorically.

"You don't have to know, you're almost dead anyway."

As soon as the tip of the gun was raised, Yu Wenhe's figure moved slightly, and the whole person's figure suddenly disappeared in place, and by the time Lin Cheng reacted, the tip of the gun had already stabbed in front of Lin Cheng.

Subconsciously dodged his head to the side, and the fighting spirit mixed with the tip of the spear itself drew a faint blood mark on Lin Cheng's face, and his right hand quickly rose up, towards Yu Wenhe's chin, Long Yuan slashed upward.

Long Yuan rubbed the tip of Yu Wenhe's nose and slashed it, and the barrel of the gun pushed forward hard, just pushing it to Lin Cheng's chest, and without noticing, Lin Cheng staggered back a few steps.

The force of this push was very great, and he retreated more than a dozen steps in a row, and Lin Cheng unloaded all this energy, looking up and looking at the dozen or so steps he had just retreated, the footprints of each step were as deep as his ankles.

coughed lightly twice, stomped on the ground with his right foot, and the whole person flew towards Yuwen He like thunder, turning his fist into a palm, and Lin Cheng shouted.

"Eight Desolations Exterminate Thorns!".

The Eight Desolation Thorn Forest City had already practiced it well, and almost in an instant, Lin Cheng had used it, and the sharp arrows flew out, turning one into eight, mixed with surging bloody aura, and the kung fu that didn't take a breath had already arrived in front of Yu Wenhe.

"Emperor's Clock!".

A mouthful of earthy yellow bells condensed by the fighting spirit completely covered Yuwenhe, and the Eight Desolation Thorns hit the earthy yellow bell, and the bell was flooded with waves, but unfortunately, after the waves, the bell was as stable as Mount Tai, and the Eight Desolation Thorns dissipated completely.

"Earth Dragon Earth Elephant Fist!".

With a low roar, a punch hit the ground, and a ravine on the ground spread towards Lin Cheng, and the splashed soil twisted into a dragon head and elephant body under the gushing of fighting energy, opening its terrifying mouth, swallowing the unprepared Lin Cheng in one gulp.

"Bang".

The fighting skills exploded, Lin Cheng fell to the ground, looking at Yu Wenhe who walked in slowly with a pale face, Lin Cheng slowly stood up, and the corners of his mouth smiled miserably.

"Martial arts general, yes, yes, the Yuwen family really looks up to me Lin."

"I didn't expect you to survive my trick?".

Squinting his eyes slightly, Yu Wenhe's face was full of disbelief, not to mention that the move he made just now was a martial arts master, even a martial arts master, I am afraid that he would have to vomit blood and be seriously injured, and he would fall miserably, and now, Lin Cheng in front of him did not seem to feel hurt at all except that his face was pale.

"I didn't expect you kid to resist beating!".

Sneered, the tip of the gun was raised, and he shouted, the tip of the gun pointed directly at Lin Cheng's throat, and smiled helplessly, Lin Cheng now has no power to dodge, and in the face of the spear that flew in, Lin Cheng was powerless to do something.

"Smack".

Yu Wenhe's figure actually flew out upside down!, the spear that was invincible just now was broken into two and scattered on the ground at random. Gulping out blood, Yu Wenhe looked around in horror, the power just now was too strong, so strong that if he used a little force, then he might not even have a chance to vomit blood now.

"It takes so much effort for a martial artist to fight a martial artist, waste."

"Who, who's talking".

Scanning around with his eyes in horror, Yu Wenhe curled back in fear, the move just now had made him unable to fight any longer, because he knew that the gap between him and him was much bigger than the gap between himself and Lin Cheng.

Stepping on that slow and elegant pace, Jian Xiaoxin appeared in front of Lin Cheng and Yu Wenhe step by step, compared to Yu Wenhe's face like earth, Lin Cheng seemed much calmer, no matter who it was, the chance of his escape today was almost zero.

This feeling of being slaughtered by others is what Lin Cheng hates the most, but Lin Cheng now has to face it, slowly lifting Long Yuan, Lin Cheng wants to die with dignity.

"Are you trying to resist?".

With that playful smile on his face, Jian Xiaoxin said slowly.

"You should know who I am, right?".

"Yan Fu Demon Venerable!".

These words can be said to have popped out of Lin Cheng's mouth sentence by sentence, looking at Jian Xiaoxin viciously, Lin Cheng said angrily.

"It's a pity, it's a pity that I can't even kill you in this life to avenge Lord Long!".

"Can't you think you're quite backbone?".

A casual blow made Yu Wenhe breathe, pointed at Yu Wenhe, and then pointed at himself, Jian Xiao Xin, or Yan Fu Demon Venerable, and the calm voice slowly echoed in Lin Cheng's ears.

"Now, can you tell me what kind of sword you use to avenge my so-called dragon-sama."

"As long as I live, there will always be a chance".

"But now you can't live, can you?"

With a slight pinch of his right hand, Lin Cheng flew towards Yan Fu Demon Venerable, grabbed Lin Cheng's throat, and under Lin Cheng's increasingly red gaze, Yan Fu Demon Venerable's indifferent eyes glanced at Lin Cheng fiercely, and the strength in his hand disappeared slightly, and Lin Cheng was relieved.

"Ahem, ahem".

Throwing Lin Cheng on the ground, he clapped his hands gently, and Yan Fu Demon Venerable's right hand slapped suddenly, and the huge red handprint covered Lin Cheng.

"Bang!".

With a loud earth-shattering bang and a cloud of dust, he slowly turned around, and Yan Fu Demon Venerable was ready to leave.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem".

Turning around in astonishment, looking at Lin Cheng, who was covered in broken clothes and couldn't cough up blood, Yan Fu Demon Venerable's brows furrowed slightly

"He's still alive?".

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