PS: There was something the day before yesterday that was not updated, yesterday it was more than 6,000 plus, today it was 7,000 plus, nearly 14,000 words in two days, it's made up, no, go make up for sleep.

Shaolin Fangzheng, Wudang Chongxu, and the two top masters of the martial arts righteous path burst out with 12% of their strength and jointly attacked Hua Twelve.

Fang Zheng is because the foundation of the Shaolin faction's martial arts was cut off, and the junior brother Fang Sheng died tragically in front of him, and Wudang Chongxu was afraid that the Wudang faction would follow in the footsteps of the Shaolin faction, so in order to protect the sect, he did his best.

In the face of the combined attack of these two masters, even Hua Twelve felt a little pressure at this moment, but the sunflower is in hand, I have it in the world, what can the two masters do, is he fast?

As soon as he stepped on his feet, he had already flown up, and instantly avoided the combined attack of the monk and the road under his feet, and at the same time, his body turned in the air, turning into a head and foot, and the blue water sword in his hand launched a stormy attack on the two people below.

Fang Zheng and Chong False changed their moves very quickly, and with one move, they were already chasing Hua Twelve.

The sword in the hand of the head of the Chongxu Dao danced into circles of different sizes, large traps and small circles, and Chaohua came over twelve.

Monk Fang Zheng cast a magic wand and swung the tin staff towards Hua Twelve's head.

Hua Twelve was condescending, and with the speed brought by Sunflower True Qi, he stabbed out more than thirty swords in an instant, because it broke out in an instant, the speed was too fast, and these more than thirty swords could only be seen in the eyes of others A piece of sword light swayed from his hand.

Then he heard the sound of clanging metal hitting coming from the air, Wu Dang Chong snorted in a muffled manner, and cast the ladder cloud vertical in reverse under his feet, his body retreated, and the long sword in his hand had been sharpened by the blue water sword and only one hilt remained, leaving an inch-deep sword mark on his chest, and the bones could be seen deeply!

If the reaction is a little slower, I am afraid that I have been pierced through the chest by a sword at this time, and I will die on the spot.

And Fang Zheng was not much better, the thirty catties of iron and tin staff in his hand were actually slashed by the Bishui Sword more than a dozen swords, directly cut in two, and the tip of the Bishui Sword stabbed straight towards Fang Zheng's throat.

Seeing that Monk Fang Zheng had no way to hide, in the big hole on the roof that was broken by Fang Sheng, someone suddenly jumped down with a sword, and with a swing of the long sword, it swept towards Hua Twelve's legs.

The swordsmanship is urgent and fast, and the angle is tricky, which is exactly the way to attack the enemy and save it, Dugu Nine Swords.

Hua Twelve only used his ears to listen to the wind and identify the position, and he knew who was coming, Hua Shan, Ling Hu Chong!

Linghu Chong has been waiting for the opportunity to make a move, until Hua Twelve's head is on his feet, one person and one sword against the two masters of Shang Zheng and Chong Xu, who are in the air, and he only makes a move when the sword moves are old.

At this time, in Ling Hu Chong's eyes, Hua Twelve had no possibility of dodging, and the only ending was to be cut off by him.

Faced with this situation, Fang Zheng and Chong Xu's eyes showed surprise.

Fang Zheng threw away the two tin staffs, slapped his palms, and the boy worshiped Guanyin, and directly clamped the blade of the Bishui Sword, preventing Hua Twelve from escaping.

The blue water sword that could cut through the iron was only able to cut Fang Zheng's palm but did not cut off his palm, and Fang Zheng's hands were bloody, but his face was full of hideous smiles.

The Shaolin faction is gone, and there is only Shaolin Temple in the world that specializes in Buddhism, and Fang Sheng's junior brother also died in front of him.

The three masters who besieged Hua Twelve all thought that he was dead.

But then, Hua Twelve told them what it means to 'what you think, just what you think'.

Hua Twelve directly released the blue water sword, the body shrank suddenly, the whole person was like an ape, the group formed a ball, using the power brought by the group, somersault out of thin air, instantly turned the body over, and kicked on the old monk's chest.

Clang!

Hua Twelve only felt a shock under his feet, his foot seemed to be kicked on a bronze bell, he immediately knew that the old monk Fang Zheng had Shaolin hard skills, and this was why the Bishui Sword only cut the flesh and skin of the other party, but could not break its muscles and bones.

However, with the power of Hua Twelve, even if he really kicks on the iron, he will leave a footprint.

Fang Zheng was kicked and lost his center of gravity, and smashed on the floor with a bang, and actually smashed a big hole in the floor, and the whole person passed through the floor, and slammed down on the ground on the first floor of Yanyu Building.

And Hua Twelve took advantage of his strength to rush up, his hands were facing Linghu Chong, his fingers flicked, and more than a dozen embroidery needles shot upward.

From the moment Ling Hu Chong appeared, Hua Twelve had already sentenced him to death.

Regardless of whether he is the protagonist of the world or not, as long as the person who wants to kill him Duan Ran can't stay.

Linghu Chong's pupils shrank, and the long sword in his hand swung out, using the broken arrow style of Dugu Nine Swords, clanging, and more than a dozen embroidery needles all fell.

"Hey, something!"

You must know that a month ago, Ling Hu Chong would definitely die in the face of these dozen sunflower embroidery needles shot out of his true qi.

But now he took it easily, it seems that Lao Feng has recently taught Ling Hu Chong by hand, and the results have been remarkable, which has greatly improved his comprehension of Dugu Nine Swords.

Hua Twelve lost in mid-air, and in the face of Ling Hu Chong's sneak attack, he shot more than a dozen embroidery needles comparable to bullets, and no matter how long his true qi was, he was exhausted.

The two sleeves of the person in the air flicked suddenly, and the person was already like a big bird retreating backwards, and when his feet did not hit the ground, the mutation reappeared, and a corpse wearing the costume of Xichang Fanzi on the ground suddenly jumped up, and his palms were divided, and the back of Chaohua Twelve was slammed down.

Before the man's palms were on him, the chill emanating from the palm wind had already hit.

Hua Twelve instantly guessed who the person who pretended to be dead and attacked him was the head of Songshan Mountain, and Zuo Lengchan, the leader of the Wuyue Sword Sect.

The Songshan faction set him on fire, Zuo Lengchan must hate him to the bone, and it is reasonable to sneak attack him.

At this time, the mouthful of sunflower true qi that Hua Twelve mentioned was exhausted, and he couldn't breathe in the air, but he was still the great master of national arts.

The strength of the body was so strong that it exploded, and the person suddenly twisted his waist in mid-air, and his backhand was a dragon swing tail in the palm of the dragon.

Rumble!

Hua Twelve floated back half a foot, his feet on the ground, and he didn't move.

Zuo Lengchan's arm made a cracking sound of bones, and then hung down softly, and at the same time, he was unsteady on his feet, knocking and knocking, taking three steps back, and a bloodshot appeared at the corner of his mouth.

However, his face was not shocked or happy: "Eunuch, you have been hit by my cold ice true qi, the cold poison invades the meridians, and it will wander over your limbs, is your hand no longer moving, you are dead."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly shrank, because the Hua Twelve in his eyes was gradually dissipating, and in the next moment, a finger had already been pointed at Zuo Lengchan's eyebrows.

Hua Twelve smiled faintly: "Are you talking about this hand?" Without waiting for Zuo Lengchan to react, Yiyang's finger force had already broken through his seal hall, shaking his brain into a tofu brain.

"Sunflower Treasure Book" is the martial arts of yin and yang, to the yang and the masculine attribute of true qi is no worse than Jiuyang divine skills, and it is the nemesis of all pure yin exercises.

Don't say it's Zuo Lengchan, it's his own grandfather, isn't he also defeated by Hua Twelve in the palace!

At this time, Zhou Huai'an and Qiu Moyan jumped out of the battle circle at the same time and looked at Hua Twelve with a shocked expression.

It's too strong!

The five masters ambushed Hua Twelve, only one round, the first master of Shaolin Luohan Hall was killed in seconds, the head of Wudang Chongxu Daoren's long sword was broken, and he was also hit by a sword in the chest, Shaolin abbot Master Fang Zheng was kicked and knocked through the floor, life and death are unknown, Songshan head Zuo Lengchan was broken arm, and he was killed by a finger.

Only Ling Hu Chong, who knew Dugu Nine Swords, saved his life.

Now Zhou Huai'an has begun to doubt whether his layout is right or wrong today, and he is full of confidence in the killing game, and now it seems that it has no effect on Hua Twelve's complete competition, and it is like a joke in front of others.

Qiu Moyan put away his sword, Yue Lingshan also retreated to Hua Twelve's side with her sword, and she glared at Ling Hu Chong with a complicated expression:

"Big brother, do you know what you're doing? What is the fourth article of my Huashan sect rules? Quit jealousy and cannibalism! ”

Yue Lingshan was a little excited, he didn't want to see his senior brother who had been regarded as a relative since he was a child, if he continued to attack his sweetheart, then the two would inevitably become enemies.

What she didn't expect was that Ling Hu Chong was even more excited than her:

"Little junior sister, he is not Lin Pingzhi, his name is Yuhuatian, he is a eunuch, master and wife, and you have been deceived by him, come to my side quickly!"

"Shut up, senior brother, you have disappointed me too much!"

Yue Lingshan was very disappointed in Ling Hu Chong, and was angry that he wronged his lover, whether the lover was a eunuch or not, didn t she know, every time she hugged her, she .

How could it be a eunuch in that case?

She doesn't believe it anyway!

Besides, even if the lover is really a eunuch, the two already have a marriage contract, and her Yue Lingshan is not a half-hearted woman.

In the original plot, Yue Lingshan was emotionally this kind of dead eye, after marrying Lin Pingzhi, she knew that her husband practiced swords from the palace, and she would not give up, and even when she was pierced through her chest by her husband with a sword and was seriously injured and dying, she was still interceding with Ling Hu Chong for Lin Pingzhi, saying that she didn't have to avenge herself.

That kind of situation is still like this, now that Hua Twelve cherishes her, how could she betray her lover because of some kind of flaw, not to mention that she clearly knows that it is not like that.

Ling Hu Chong was a little angry: "Little junior sister, don't be obsessed!" ”

Hua Twelve was too lazy to listen to it anymore, Yue Lingshan wanted Linghu Chong to turn back, but he had no intention of letting the other party live.

The figure flickered, and it had already appeared in front of Ling Hu Chong, and an embroidery needle was caught between his two fingers, and he stabbed it in the eye.

When Ling Hu Chong and Yue Lingshan were talking, they didn't relax at all, their attention was all on Hua Twelve, and when they saw his sleeves swinging slightly, they knew that he was going to launch, and they didn't even think about it, so they stabbed forward with a sword.

Sure enough, as soon as he took out his sword, Hua Twelve had already arrived in front of him.

Linghu Chong's sword stabbed extremely fast, and the angle of the sword was as tricky as ever, if Hua Twelve didn't shrink back, he would immediately make a move in the dantian.

In the original plot, Ling Hu Chong and Let Me Go, Xiang Wentian, the three masters besieged the East undefeated, and in the face of the East Sect Master, whose speed was completely unmatched, he used this trick to attack the enemy and save him, so he escaped the danger of blindness.

Kehua Twelve is not undefeated in the East, he holds an embroidery needle in his right hand, and his left hand flicks his fingers at the lower abdomen, and his middle finger smashes on the sword like a sledgehammer.

With a sound of 'bell', the long sword was directly snapped into two by Hua Twelve, and Ling Hu Chong's hand holding the sword was also instantly swinged.

An embroidery needle was pierced on Ling Hu Chong's left eye.

"Ahh

Linghu Chong staggered back, and Hua Twelve stepped forward to take his life.

Wudang Chongxu saw that Linghu Chong was in danger, and he knew that if his side reduced his troops again, there would be no possibility of victory, so he fought to be injured, took out a few copper coins from his arms, and beat them out with a hidden weapon.

Hua Twelve waved his hand, and the copper coins were aggressive, and they were all swept out by him and nailed to the pillars on the side.

At this moment, like a big boss, he walked towards Linghu Chong and Chongxu unstoppably, and he didn't plan to let go of either of them.

Today, there is no distinction between good and evil, black and white, and those who want to kill me, I want to kill them!

But at this moment, there was a loud 'boom', and everyone felt a shock under their feet, and the entire Yanyu Building shook.

Just when people wondered if there was an earthquake, they heard someone on the first floor shouting:

"Yuhuatian, the poor monk will die with you!"

Hua Twelve didn't raise his eyebrows: "Is it a proof?" ”

Immediately followed by another boom, and the next moment, the entire floor slab on the second floor collapsed downward, but it was the evidence that was kicked to the first floor by Hua Twelve just now, and he was using his own hard work to break the two force pillars on the first floor.

I have to say that the hard work of the Shaolin faction is fierce, and if you use your body to tear down the load-bearing wall, you will ask if there are still people!

The two columns on the first floor were broken, and not only the second floor slab, but also the columns on the second floor also collapsed.

As soon as the pillars fell, the entire beams of the house, along with the masonry tiles, all collapsed downward, forming a chain reaction.

Everyone on the second floor fell weightlessly down at the same time.

Hua Twelve immediately lifted a mouthful of sunflower true qi, flew back upside down, and hugged Yue Lingshan.

Feet on a collapsed pillar a little, using the force to slow down the speed of the fall, holding his fiancée between the bricks and rubbles smashed on his head, shuttling back and forth to dodge.

He did the same thing again, and Wudang Chongxu, who used the light skills of Tiyun Zong to grab Linghu Chong to avoid the broken pillar and gravel.

It was only after the beams and broken bricks and stones that could smash people that they had completely fallen to the ground that he hugged Yue Lingshan and slowly landed on the ground on the first floor in a mess of smoke and dust.

At this time, the interior of the Yanyu Building almost became a frame, and the second floor and roof above were gone, leaving only four walls and a few wreckage on the second floor.

Crash!

A dusty, hair-combed head came out from under the ruins of bricks and tiles, and cursed:

"Grandma's, my mother was almost stoned to death, oops, my shoulder hurts!"

Listen to this voice and it is gold and jade.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Huai'an, Qiu Moyan, Chong Xu, Ling Hu Chong, the three leaders of the East Factory, Blue Phoenix, all stood up with a disgraced face, and some of them even saw blood on their heads.

Others were not so lucky, or did not preserve their strength under the collapse of the house.

Some of the Jinyi guards who were mobilized by Menda were directly killed by the collapsed beams, or buried under the rubble, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

The people brought by Zhou Huai'an, except for a few masters, were almost wiped out.

"Bull Nose, Ling Fox Chong, catch the sword!"

Fang Zheng, who was covered in dust, lifted a large beam, threw the blue water sword to Linghu Chong, and threw a long sword he picked up to Chongxu Daoren.

The two of them caught the long sword at the same time and attacked Hua Twelve.

The three major stalls of the East Factory, the Blue Phoenix, and the Gold Inlaid Jade, all rushed over to protect the Lord when they saw this, but Hua Twelve shouted:

"Don't move, I'll do these people by myself!"

The system wants him to defeat the world's masters, Chong Xu, Fang Zheng, and Ling Hu Chong must be among them.

In addition, Zhou Huai'an and Qiu Moyan, the two white-eyed wolves, Hua Twelve didn't plan to stay, so they killed them together.

He was going to use the Dragon Capture Skill to recapture the Blue Water Sword just now, but the distance was a little far, so he made a casual move, and a long sword that fell from someone under his feet was captured in his hand, and his figure flashed, and the next moment it had already pierced into Zhou Huai'an's heart.

Zhou Huai'an's face was full of MMP, and his eyes were incredible, which meant that the two of them slashed you with a sword, what are you doing with me.

"Huai'an!"

Qiu Moyan, who was standing beside Zhou Huai'an, didn't even wait for a reaction to react, when she saw her sweetheart stabbed to death, she screamed and stabbed the sword directly into the throat of Hua Twelve, who was close at hand.

Hua Twelve's left hand two fingers clamped, like a finger of the spirit rhino to clamp the tip of the sword, the national art practice allowed him to burst all the power with only his fingers, although it was only two fingers, but the power that erupted was beyond Qiu Moyan's reach, and he couldn't pull out the sword.

Qiu Moyan's eyes were mixed with hatred mixed with a cold flash, and he abandoned the mother sword and drew out the sub-sword to attack him unprepared.

A trace of mockery flashed in Hua Twelve's eyes, and just as Qiu Moyan pulled out the sub-sword and launched, two fingers held the tip of the mother sword and sent it forward, and the blade of the sword was horizontal, instantly wiping Qiu Moyan's jade neck.

"Eunuch, die!"

Linghu Shaoxia, who pretends to be righteous, saw Hua Twelve kill two people in a row, and the chivalrous heart with three improper views flooded again, and Chong Xuan attacked and killed one left and one right.

The old monk over there actually relied on his huge strength to pick up a pillar that he had broken, and this pillar of at least hundreds of kilograms was strode by him as a weapon.

Hua Twelve Li ignored Ling Hu Chong, his body moved slightly, and the electric flint came to the front of Chong Xu, and he performed the Tai Chi sword technique, and the center of the sword momentum of the long sword circle was a sword.

He had read the original book and knew that Chong Xu's Tai Chi swordsmanship was just a textbook, and his practice was not authentic, and he could not reach the realm of water impermanence and sword momentum from the heart, but hid the flaws in his swordsmanship in the center of the big trap and small circle of his Tai Chi swordsmanship.

Hua Twelve's sword stabbed at the center point is stabbed at the flaw, and immediately broke the Chongxu Taiji sword momentum, the tip of the sword was picked up, and the old Taoist's arm holding the long sword had been cut off.

Linghu Chong's eyes were about to split, and the blue water sword in his hand had already pierced Hua Twelve's heart, Yue Lingshan screamed, and it was too late to rescue his sweetheart.

At this moment, Hua Twelve's mouth suddenly let out a long howl.

With a long whistle, Hu Chong's expression changed suddenly, and the blue water sword that stabbed Hua Twelve's heart had stopped, and then he 'ah', threw away the blue water sword, fell to the ground, and then kept rolling on the ground.

The reason why Hua Twelve didn't care about Ling Hu Chong's offensive was because when he treated his internal injuries last time, he left a secret hand of life and death talisman in his viscera by the way.

Because this life and death talisman was planted into the viscera, the power that erupted was far beyond that of ordinary life and death talismans, and just now Hua Twelve used the method of 'Sound Transmission and Soul Searching Dafa' to make a whistling sound, triggering the life and death talisman in Ling Hu Chong's body, making it explode instantly.

As a result, the fox chong life and death talisman attacked, and the blue water sword in his hand could no longer be stabbed.

The monk Fang Zheng over there had already smashed over with a slam over the pillar.

Hua Twelve didn't mean to be tough with him first, and in a flash, he first stabbed the broken arm to death, and then flashed again

When he reappeared, he had already arrived behind Fang Zheng, and the long sword stabbed him in the back of the heart, but he found that he couldn't stab him if he was defeated, and the other party really practiced hard skills, and the sword was difficult to hurt.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Fang Zheng's eyes, threw away the column, and suddenly turned around and slapped a palm at Hua Twelve's heart, this palm move was ordinary, but halfway through the palm, it suddenly shook slightly, and when one palm became two palms, two palms became four palms, four palms became eight palms, eight palms became sixteen palms, and then transformed into thirty-two palms, and then continued to differentiate.

Hua Twelve felt that at this moment, he was surrounded by palm shadows all over the sky, and there were palm shadows made by Fang Zheng in all directions.

"A thousand hands are like palms!"

When Hua Twelve said the name of his opponent's move, his figure faintly dissipated, this was just an afterimage of him left in place, and at this time, he was behind Fang Zheng, and lightly pressed his palm on the back of Fang Zheng's head.

Fang Zheng fell straight down, he didn't have the slightest scar on his body, but his eyes, ears, mouth and nose began to leave red blood.

However, it was Hua Twelve's palm just now, which used the dark energy kung fu in the national art to hit the external shock, and the strength passed through the skin and flesh of the Fang Zheng's braincase, directly shattering his brain.

In the original plot, Fang Zheng's strength is a little higher than that of Ren Xing, but it is also a level of character.

And if I meet the East undefeated alone, it will definitely be a second kill.

Therefore, Hua Twelve really moved the killing intention, and then the killing certificate was as simple as killing a chicken.

At this time, the three major stalls of the East Factory, the gold inlaid jade, and the blue phoenix, were frightened on the side, and the two Taishan Beidou of the Founder and Chongxu, and the martial arts were killed and played casually by their own masters.

What kind of strength is this!

Hua Twelve did not care how shocked his own people were, he threw the long sword casually, and then grabbed the blue water sword with the dragon snatching skill, walked to the ground and rolled all over the ground, and Linghu Chong, who was constantly wailing, raised his hand to stab down.

Yue Lingshan blurted out: "Senior Brother Lin"

At this time, it was self-evident what Yue Lingshan meant when he spoke, and he must have interceded for Ling Hu Chong.

Hua Twelve pretended not to hear it, and stabbed it directly.

At this moment, the sound of breaking the sky came, and a cluster of black needles shot in from the window on the first floor of the Yanyu Building like rain, half of them hit Hua Twelve, and the other half actually attacked Yue Lingshan.

"Look for death!"

Hua Twelve's figure flashed in front of Yue Lingshan, and with a stirring of the long sword, the black needles that shot at Yue Lingshan were cut in half, and they fell to the ground one after another, even if his five senses did not open the transcendent state, they were far beyond ordinary people, and faintly smelled a faint fishy smell on these black needles, obviously the needles were poisonous.

It was the blue phoenix who shouted: "Black Blood God Needle? ”

The next moment, a slender figure wearing a hat jumped in lightly, and after landing, he casually punched a cluster of black needles at Hua Twelve, and then reached out to grab Ling Hu Chong, who was tumbling endlessly on the ground due to the attack of life and death charms, and kept wailing.

When Blue Phoenix saw the visitor, her lips moved, but she immediately held back, with a slight anxious look on her face.

Hua Twelve's long sword swept away, swept all the black needles, and then stepped on it, and his figure was already approaching: "Since you're here, let's leave something!" ”

At this time, the person who came had already picked up Ling Hu Chong, and shouted coquettishly: "Blue Phoenix, don't help me yet!" ”

Blue Phoenix's face was full of entanglement: "I, this, this" came to have a lot to do with her, but she had won the life and death charm, and she had already sworn to surrender, how could she dare to disobey Hua Twelve, and she was in a dilemma for a while.

Before she could finish her struggle, a sturdy old man with a clear face and a long white beard under his chin flew into the building with a ghost-headed knife, and slashed at Hua Twelve with a knife.

Judging from this person's sword skills and strength, this person's martial arts are even a few points higher than the previous Lao Yue.

Hua Twelve has now confirmed that the person who came is Ren Yingying, the holy aunt of the Demon Sect, and the left envoy of the Demon Sect, the Heavenly King Lao Tzu Xiang Wentian.

He originally planned to keep the two of them to save Ren Xing, but Hua Twelve had already moved his murderous intent because of the black blood divine needle that Ren Yingying shot at Yue Lingshan.

As soon as his body moved, he instantly turned into an afterimage, and when he swept past Xiang Wentian's side, he didn't stop at his feet, and wiped his sword at Wentian's throat.

Xiang Wentian has fought countless battles in his life, and compared to combat experience, it is simply more than Fang Zheng and Chong Xuan combined.

Because of this, although he couldn't see the sword path of the twelve, under the consciousness of crisis, he subconsciously blocked the ghost head knife in front of his head and neck.

Bite!

Hua Twelve's sword stabbed on the ghost head knife, and the blue water sword pierced the blade out of an eye, he was originally a sword under his feet, and after a sword, he had already passed by Xiang Wentian.

still kept moving towards Ren Yingying, but when the wrist flipped, the Bishui Sword held a sword flower in his hand, and the sword swept off Xiang Wentian's tendons from top to bottom.

Xiang Wentian snorted and almost fell to the ground, but he didn't shout or scream, his face showed a hideous ferocity, and he turned around and dragged his leg that was broken and chased after him.

But at this time, Hua Twelve had already arrived behind Ren Yingying, and a sword flower once again shot down the black blood divine needle hit by the Demon Sect Holy Aunt, and the blue water sword buzzed, stabbing the opponent's back of the heart.

He had already calculated the angle of this sword, and while piercing Ren Yingying, he could directly kill Ling Hu Chong in her arms.

"Keep people under the sword!"

A hoarse voice came from overhead, and the figure hidden in a ginkgo tree swooped down, this is a master of a black scarf mask, and a master with a sword.

The tip of the sword trembled slightly, and it actually locked more than a dozen directions on Hua Twelve's position and more than a dozen acupuncture points on his body, but there was no killing intention, which meant that it was to prevent him from pursuing Ren Yingying.

Hua Twelve frowned, sure enough, the protagonists of every world are so difficult to kill, there are always such and such people rushing out to save their lives, but I don't know if there is any obstacle if you use a gun or a flying sword at this time.

He thought in his heart, the sword technique of warding off evil in his hand was instantly unfolded, and surrounding the person who attacked him was a storm-like output.

The swordsmanship of the person who came was extremely exquisite, and he couldn't see any way.

The most important thing is that that person has no intention of separating life and death from him, and is dedicated to defense, but as long as Hua Twelve goes to pursue Ren Yingying and Ling Hu Chong, that person will use his sword to block his way.

And was delayed by this person, Ren Yingying had already run to the lake with Linghu Chong, boarded a small boat, and Xiang Wentian also took the opportunity to drag his broken leg onto the boat, picking up wood pulp and paddling wildly.

Hua Twelve hadn't found a place for Yue Lingshan yet, and he was unwilling to let the other party go like this, so he immediately entangled with the swordsman with a sword in one hand, took out the M500 in his left hand, and shot at the boat.

Xiang Wentian felt bad, and slashed suddenly, saving Ren Yingying at this time, and saw the Demon Sect Holy Aunt's left arm suddenly burst into blood, and one arm was directly blasted out, and the whole person, together with Ling Hu Chong in her arms, fell on the boat and didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

If he hadn't made a stroke to the Angel just now, this bullet would have pierced through Ren Yingying's back heart, and with the power of M500, not only the Demon Sect Holy Aunt would die, but Ling Hu Chong in front of her would also be killed.

Watching the boat fly away, Hua Twelve Xin said that sure enough, he couldn't even kill him with a gun, and he could only say that the protagonist Ling Hu Chong was not exhausted.

But after thinking about it, Hua Twelve felt funny, Ling Hu Chong had a strengthened version of the life and death talisman on his body, which would make him worse than death at all times, just be rescued like this, it would be better to be happy with a sword, I hope he can stand it and don't commit suicide.

snickered in his heart, but his hand was not slow, and he pointed his pistol at the kendo master in front of him.

The man seemed to know that this secret weapon was powerful, and suddenly sighed, lowered his long sword, and slowly uncovered the masked black cloth with his hand, revealing a bitter old face:

"Pingzhi, give me a little thin noodles, just let him do this once, just once."

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