"You're not my little brother, so why do you listen to me in everything, I let you bear it, you can bear it?" Wang Qianchen said faintly.

"Grass!" Wei Zihua understood what Wang Qianchen meant, jumped off the flower bed suddenly, his hands quickly condensed in the air, and an air long knife suddenly appeared!

"Uhhh

Wei Zihua didn't hesitate, and slashed towards Wan Long's back.

"Ahh

Wan Long was caught off guard, and was slashed by this knife, and the skin on his back was directly opened, and the blood flew out.

"Fuck you!" Wan Long was furious, turned his head suddenly, and heard a few "Xiu Xiu Xiu" sounds, and several flying swords rose from behind him.

"Whew-"

At the same time, Du Hong's palms slashed out, and the flames covered Wan Long's body.

"Bastard!" Wan Long cursed, and his figure quickly retreated, but his hair and clothes were burned off a lot, and the whole person looked black, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt skin and flesh.

"Woooo

Several sharp flying swords burst out, flashing with a chilling light in the darkness.

Tan Zuo's long sword was raised, and thunder, fire, wind, and water vapor flashed on the blade, and all the flying swords were bounced away with a few "ding, ding, ding, ding".

At the same time, Wang Qianchen rushed out and slapped Wanlong's head with a brick in his hand.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Between the lightning and flint, Wang Qianchen slapped seven or eight times, and the head of the ten thousand dragons broke the blood flow, swaying and swaying, and his body was almost fallen.

"What the hell, just leave, why do you still go in front of them?" Seeing this scene, Bai Feiyang had no choice but to rush forward with a group of Dragon and Tiger Mountain disciples.

At the same time, the children of the Nie family led by Nie Rong, as well as the disciples of Qingcheng Mountain, there were twenty or thirty people, and they all rushed out!

"Grass, so many people?" Wei Zihua looked surprised, and then condensed several air grenades, and threw them out with a "boom", and the "boom" explosion sounded all around, indeed blocking the way of many people.

But at least half of them rushed up.

"Hahaha, it's good to come, I like it!" Du Hong waved his hands, and more flames roared out.

Bai Feiyang stabbed out with a sword, and between the lightning flashes, those flames were instantly extinguished.

"I wanted to say it on the first day, and you are also worthy of being called a first-day genius?" Bai Feiyang raised his sword and stabbed towards Du Hong, the sound of "swish" continued to sound, mixed with faint thunder, and the attack was quite fierce.

"Hehe, I'm not the first day, are you? Come on, come on, let me teach you your swordsmanship! Du Hong muttered in his mouth, and a fiery sword burning with raging fire had already appeared in his hand!

These genius disciples had heard of each other's names for a long time, and it was usually inconvenient for them to directly provoke and learn from each other because of the friendship between the sects, but this time they had an opportunity.

"Bang bang bang!" Wang Qianchen was still holding a brick and patting Wanlong's head.

But in the next second, Nie Rong suddenly appeared, slapped his hands towards Wang Qianchen's shoulders, and didn't see how hard he worked, but Wang Qianchen's body fell to the side uncontrollably, and he retreated seventeen or eighteen steps in a row before he could barely stand firm.

Four or two dial a thousand pounds!

Nie Rong is an enlightened person of "Taijiquan", others who have practiced Taijiquan for a lifetime may not be able to comprehend the essence of it, but Nie Rong can easily grasp the key and know-how.

Born to do it, and play it better than anyone else.

Seeing Nie Rong, Wang Qianchen's face sank slightly, and then said, "Get out of the way!" ”

"Dude, stop fighting, it's going to kill people, it's not good for you and Wanlong!" Nie Rong persuaded softly.

Nie Rong had helped Wang Qianchen a few times before, and it stands to reason that he should give him some face, but Wang Qianchen is really angry now, and he finally couldn't help but not do it before, but Wan Long still said those words in front of him, which was equivalent to riding on his face and.

It's just unbearable!

"Get out of the way!" Wang Qianchen said again.

"Dude, listen to my advice......"

Before Nie Rong finished speaking, Wang Qianchen rushed forward with a brick in his hand.

Nie Rong sighed, so he had no choice but to put on a Taijiquan posture and fight with Wang Qianchen again.

Wei Zihua saw that Wang Qianchen was entangled, so he held the air long knife in his hand again and pounced towards Wanlong. Wan Long was besieged by several people at the beginning, and he did suffer a lot of injuries, but now he relieved himself for a while, and he manipulated the take-off sword again.

At the same time, the people of Longhu Mountain, Qingcheng Mountain, and the Nie family also rushed up.

Wang Qianchen had long known about their existence, but he didn't think he would do it at first, so he didn't prepare, and now seeing that everyone was under siege, he would definitely not hesitate anymore, and directly recruited Mr. Red Mansion and other demons.

"Hehe, then I'll do it too!" Seeing this scene, Tan Zuo also took out a few yellow human-shaped pieces of paper from his arms.

A few flashes of white light flashed, and these yellow humanoid pieces of paper quickly transformed into real zombies, one by one, with green fangs, arms outstretched, and wearing Qing Dynasty official uniforms, jumping towards the crowd with a "puff".

But before they could jump into the crowd, the disciples had already fallen to the ground.