"Hehe, I can't imagine that such a decent person as the Divine Fist Sect and the Chizhou Peng family would collude with the Demon Sect demons, once this news is spread by me, you will definitely not have a foothold in the rivers and lakes in the future!" The martial artist no longer looked at Xie Wuchang, turned his gaze to Peng Yunhu and Zheng Wuyi, and said jokingly. While saying this, he secretly commanded more than a dozen third-grade martial artists under his command to surround Xie Wuchang.

"Thank you, Lord Xie, my Peng Yunhu can't stand you, I can't imagine that I treated you like that before, and almost ruined your life, at this moment you are still willing to release your suspicions to save me, etc., my surname Peng has thanked you first, this kindness is unforgettable! But the reputation of the family is more important than the life and death of our own individuals, and I ask the lord of the altar to go quickly, if we escape with our lives, we will definitely repay the kindness in the future. Peng Yunhu couldn't help but tremble when he thought that the news that he had been saved by Xie Wuchang spread in the rivers and lakes. His eyes were red, and the hand holding the sword had lost its color from the force he had exerted. Peng Yunhu admits that he never minds his reputation, but the Peng family in Chizhou will definitely be spurned by his fellow Jianghu because he was rescued by Xie Wuchang. This is too difficult for a person who has grown up in the family since childhood. His life is the family's, and the family has brought infinite scenery, wealth and status to himself, so he must always put the interests of the family first, which is the fate of the people from the family. Thinking of this, Peng Yunhu took a deep breath and yelled at Xie Wuchang.

Peng Yunhu and Zheng Wushu have their own worries, but how can Chen Zhinan, who has just entered the world and has not been deeply involved in the world, understand their troubles? Chen Zhinan listened to the words of the two of them, he trembled with anger, he thrust the spear into the ground, angry from his heart, and scolded angrily: "You two old pedantic nerds, when are you gone?" I'm still thinking about what is good and evil! You besiege people, and they come to your rescue, is this evil? Sneak attack your companions with a hidden weapon behind your back, this is positive? Who divides good and evil? The division is so good that it doesn't make sense! And you don't look at the group of people in front of you, are they right? Is it evil? The current situation is not that you colluded with Senior Zheng, but the group of people in front of you, who have no intention of letting you go or letting us go! When we first came over, they had just attacked the White Cloud Pavilion, and Professor Liu of the White Cloud Pavilion was rescued by us and had now left. And they, in addition to attacking here at the moment, presumably other gangs are also being attacked by them, and they don't plan to let there be a living person in this back mountain at all! Only by joining hands can we have a glimmer of life! ”

Peng Yunhu and Zheng Wudi listened to Chen Zhinan's words and kept silent, but they didn't say anything about letting the three of them leave, which can be regarded as a tacit acquiescence to the strategy of uniting against the enemy. Xie Wuchang and the two stopped talking, so he took out his sword again, and the swordsmanship was like a willow leaf, stabbing out from an incredible angle, swaying at will in the air, flashing through the layers of defense of the third-grade martial artist in front of him, and cutting off his throat. At this time, there were only three people left in front of him.

Seeing that the discord could not be calculated, he had already lost two third-rank martial artists, and the third-rank peak martial artists who commanded the battle finally couldn't sit still. He pulled out his treasure knife and rushed to Xie Wuchang in person, and at the same time, more than a dozen third-grade masters who had received his previous hints also rushed to Xie Wuchang's side at the same time. Five of them besieged Peng Yunhu again, and the remaining ten or so joined forces to fight against Xie Wuchang. These more than ten people are different from the various sects that besieged Xie Wuchang before, they cooperate with each other tacitly, and there is no need to be suspicious of each other, so Xie Wuchang at this moment is also a little difficult to deal with, he was dragged here by more than ten people in front of him.

At the moment when Xie Wuchang was dragged back, seeing the right time, Liu Menghan also pulled out his sword, like a swallow returning to the nest, and a sliding step appeared beside Peng Yunhu. Xie Wuchang had just been dragged by everyone, and those strong men were relieved, but they didn't want to suddenly change again at this time. This girl's body is really smart and weird, and she caught everyone off guard. She handed over a sword, forcing the five people besieging Peng Yunhu to retreat again and again, and this step back lost the opportunity.

Peng Yunhu discovered a flaw in the enemy at this moment, and roared angrily, this roar was like a tiger coming out of the mountain, and everyone in front of him only felt that the ground was shaking. His spine trembled, and before he could see how to move, he had already flown in front of one of the third-rank masters, and the third-grade master only felt as if a vicious tiger was rushing towards him, and the wind was fierce and fierce. Shang Wei waited for him to react, Peng Yunhu's knife was like a tiger's tail, and swept at the third-grade master, and the third-grade master swung his sword to resist, but he felt a sudden coolness, and then a sharp pain hit, and then he didn't feel it. It turned out that Peng Yunhu's big knife cut off his sword-holding arm in an instant, and at the same time, the knife momentum did not stop, directly cutting this person into two pieces.

And Liu Menghan relied on his dexterity to fight the remaining four third-grade masters to the death, so that even if they had the heart, they had no way to rescue the third-grade martial artist who was killed by Peng Yunhu. Although her skills are only three grades, her body is light and abnormal, and her skills are far more advanced than the four of them, so one person can parry four people, and she can still do it without falling behind.

And with the addition of Liu Menghan, Peng Yunhu was completely liberated from the siege of everyone, and Peng Yunhu, who was liberated, was like a tiger entering the mountain, planning to open the killing ring, and the three-grade master who was out of the world had to send six more people to besiege Peng Yunhu and Liu Menghan. And the third-grade masters who can fight the enemy on the other side are only four people left at this moment.

The third-grade masters of the Peng family and the Divine Fist Sect, in addition to guarding against the five people who joined from time to time, only needed to maneuver around the siege of ten martial artists, which was enough to protect themselves, compared to the previous time when they had to parry the same level of martial artists and deal with the sneak attack of ten martial artists, their pressure at this moment was reduced too much, too much.

Chen Zhinan saw that Xie Wuchang and Liu Menghan made extraordinary moves, and his heart was also eager to try, but he was not in a hurry to make a move. Liu Menghan had secretly explained to him before he made a move, although his skills were not weak, but if he shot too early, he would definitely be besieged by many third-grade masters, and he had not fought with third-grade masters, so he might not be able to deal with the siege, so he had to see the right time, and only allowed him to do it when Xie Wuchang and Liu Menghan attracted most of the third-grade masters.

Chen Zhinan saw that there were only four third-grade masters left at this time, and he had to pay attention to the battle situation between the two third-grade masters and the martial artists from time to time, and this was the best time for him to make a move, so he pulled out the spear that was slammed into the ground by himself, and rushed to Zheng Wudi's side, and provoked several weapons in front of Zheng Wushu with one shot.

The gun is the king of a hundred soldiers, and it is an important weapon to kill the enemy on the battlefield, and the exercise that Chen Zhinan is currently practicing is the flying thunderstorm gun practiced by the generals on the battlefield, so by Zheng Wudi's side, with one to many, he has brought out ten percent of this gun ability.

The gun is a long soldier, suitable for long-distance fighting, and boxing is the most suitable for close combat, Zheng Wushu saw Chen Zhinan coming with a gun, so he relied on his many years of experience in fighting the enemy, with Chen Zhinan's marksmanship, circling among the five, one far and one near, at this moment exerted a strength far beyond one plus one, and the strength of the five people was very difficult.

The five people who besieged Zheng Wushu saw Chen Zhinan join their siege, and they all understood that it would be detrimental to the five of them to let the two of them continue to fight, so the five of them looked at each other for a while, and one of the warriors with a three-section stick nodded, and then swept towards Chen Zhinan with a stick, forcing him out of the battle circle.

These three sticks can be long or short, long and strong, and short and ruthless, and they are also relatively difficult to practice in Qimen blades. At this moment, the warrior swept with a stick, and the head of the stick was like a flying arrow, stabbing Chen Zhinan's knee. The joints of the human body are the weakest, and if Chen Zhinan's knee is hit, the consequences are unimaginable.

Chen Zhinan had the experience of fighting against six martial artists before, and he didn't panic at the moment, his hands twisted, and with a "ding" sound, the gun head and the stick head collided together, and then bounced out in both directions.

The three-rank martial artist is indeed not a mediocre talent, I saw that he held the root section of the three sticks with his left hand, and the middle section with his right hand, and the tips of the three sticks were like a dancing snake, turning around in the air and hitting the back of Chen Zhinan's head.

"*, be careful!" This trick was played, and the danger was born. Zheng Wuving, who was facing the enemy on the side and paying attention to the battle situation here, couldn't help but exclaim, this distraction, the swords of the remaining four people narrowly killed Zheng Wuving.

Zheng Wushu barely avoided the siege of the four, wiped the cold sweat on his head, snorted, temporarily suppressed his worries about Chen Zhinan, and waved his fist at the four of them.

Chen Zhinan was unusually calm in the face of the sudden stick, and shouted in a low voice: "Good come!" ”

I saw Chen Zhinan's right foot gently take half a step forward, and when his foot did not land in the air, his left side was buckled at a right angle of 90 degrees. As soon as the right foot falls to the ground, the body twists one hundred and eighty degrees, with the rotation of the body, the left leg then steps out, straight forward, and the body reaches back at the same time, with the movement of the body, the waist is also tilted to the left, with the help of waist force, both hands rotate the spear in the palm of the hand in the air one hundred and eighty degrees, the head of the gun is down, the tail of the gun is upward, and then sweeps to the opponent's calf. This trick is called pulling grass to find snakes.

This move was used, and the tail of the gun happened to fly to the tip of the three-section stick on the back of the head, and the head of the gun swept straight to the calf of the three-grade martial artist, both offensive and defensive, and it was wonderful. Zheng Wuving, who was looking at the battlefield here from time to time, was thrilled. Zheng Wushu scolded secretly, this kid, what kind of path is it, playing some worrying moves, it's really not worry-free. But the corners of his mouth bloomed with a smile.

When the three-rank warrior saw the head of the spear sweeping towards his calf, he immediately fell down with both hands, gave up the root joint, held the middle section of the three-section stick in his left hand, and held the three-section stick tip section in his right hand. But this time, he has changed from active to passive, only defensive, and has no ability to fight back.

Seeing that the warrior wanted to dial the head of the gun, Chen Zhinan was not ambiguous, and drew the gun and stabbed again. The warrior saw that Chen Zhinan's spear was ready, and his passive defense was not a long-term plan after all, but the current situation forced him to keep retreating and find an opportunity. And Chen Zhinan pressed forward step by step, not giving the warriors a chance to distance themselves.

So the warriors in the field were dialed and Chen Zhinan swept away, one of the two sides retreated, and the other advanced, and the warriors were suppressed by Chen Zhinan.

The companion knew that the situation was not good, and if he didn't help again, when there was no way to retreat, even if the warrior escaped with his life, that pair of legs would not be saved. So two more people were separated from Zheng Wushu to meet the warrior. But in this way, Zheng Wushu only had two third-grade martial artists around him. Zheng Wuving's dignified half-step second-grade master, where can two ordinary third-grade martial artists deal with? In an instant, the two of them were suppressed to death. The last four people who wandered outside, seeing that the situation here was unstable, had no choice but to abandon the three-rank martial artists of the two factions, and they also joined the battle circle besieging Chen Zhinan and Zheng Wuving. The five men continued to besiege Zheng Wushu, and the remaining four men faced Chen Zhinan.

Since then, all the third-rank martial artists on the other side have been dragged down, and the pressure on the disciples of the two factions has been eliminated, and the situation can be reversed only when they can recover their strength and kill the ten martial artists besieging them.

The situation stabilized, the banner of victory was waving in the direction of the two factions, and the dawn was imminent, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"This time I was able to get through the difficulties, and I, Peng Yunhu, remembered the three kindnesses. In the future, I will go to the soup and go to the fire, and I will not give up. "Circling around five third-grade martial artists, at this moment, Peng Yunhu not only felt difficult, but became more and more courageous, and the horn of victory made him energetic.

The disciples of the two factions also became more motivated by the imminent victory, and they looked at the current battle situation, their morale was high, as long as they could solve the ten martial artists in front of them, the victory would be theirs.

Looking at the vitality of the people in front of him because of the arrival of the three of them, Chen Zhinan's heart was also boiling. The rivers and lakes, it seems that in addition to intrigue, blood also exists in the hearts of every knight. Being able to save so many lives is enough for Chen Zhinan, who originally planned to go home and never step into the martial arts again, to make him feel that his one-day trip to the rivers and lakes is worthwhile.

"Haha, little cubs, aren't you cross? Why isn't it horizontal now? Victory is ours! The three brothers are very kind, Zheng someone keeps it in mind, but there is a drive in the future, and he will not shirk! Zheng Wuving's fists also hunted, and he was originally exhausted and injected infinite vitality into the transformed situation.

Just when everyone was about to sing triumphantly and the drums were thundering, accompanied by Zheng Wuxian's laughter, a change suddenly happened.

A squad of more than 50 people on the north side rushed to the battlefield.

Just as Chen Zhinan and the other three joined the battlefield as reinforcements and changed the direction of the battle, these more than 50 people joining the battlefield as reinforcements will definitely change the situation of the battle again.

The crowd looked at the more than fifty people who had arrived. I saw more than 50 people, dressed in exactly the same clothes as the enemy in front of them, and most of them still had fresh blood standing on their clothes. Among these more than fifty people, there seem to be nearly ten third-rank martial artists, and more than forty martial artists. The leader is seven feet tall, but his eyes are clear, and his emaciated figure seems to hide huge energy. This person had a thumb-sized meat bag on his temple, and he turned out to be a martial artist at the peak of the third grade.

The arrival of more than 50 people was like a pour of cold water, pouring the enthusiastic crowd from head to foot, and the warm atmosphere just now was cold to the ice valley in an instant. From great joy to great sorrow, the joke-loving thing of life tortures the already haggard hearts of the people of the two factions.

The newly arrived Sanpin Peak looked at the stalemate scene in front of him, and laughed: "The surname Chu, with more than a hundred people, is stunned that he didn't take down such two groups of waste wood, and now it seems that they are about to gain the upper hand, which is really embarrassing." ”

"Don't talk nonsense! Can't you see that there is a second-grade master here? Either we would have taken it long ago. Deng Zhiyun, don't look at the excitement, come over and help! The strong man who led the siege of Xie Wuchang saw that the reinforcements had arrived, and the breath in his chest was finally put down, these three reinforcements disrupted his layout, if it weren't for the reinforcements coming here, maybe he would have really planted it today.

When the man named Deng Zhiyun heard this, he didn't move, and sneered on the side: "The subordinates of the second master are not good, surnamed Sun, I took you with thirty percent of the troops, and left the people of the Lion Hall in Qishan forever, you have so many people, you can't leave two small gangs, I don't think you can wait for others to kill you, just wipe your neck." ”

"Deng Zhiyun! Don't forget that the two of us have joined forces, if something goes wrong, you won't be able to explain it to the military advisor! Seeing that Deng Zhiyun was indifferent, the strong man surnamed Sun watched the fire from the other side and scolded angrily.

"Okay, since you have been promoted to military division, I will be merciful to help you once, but you can say okay, don't take it as an example, hahahaha." After saying that, Deng Zhiyun waved his hand, and his subordinates joined the battle.

"It's not good, once this group of people enters the battle, there are too many people on the other side, and we really can't parry." Zheng Wudi shouted, the battle that had finally been reversed was reversed again, and Zheng Wushu fell into deep despair. This despair is so intense, like a boat that has gone through countless waves and finally sees an island, but suddenly finds an insurmountable iceberg in front of it, finds hope in the predicament, and then the hope is shattered again, which is more desperate than no hope.

"Three friends, I, Peng Yunhu, thank you for drawing your sword and helping you, we have already received your kindness. But in the current situation, you can only die in vain if you stay, we are outnumbered, you better go, let me wait to delay them, and give you time to leave! It's also a repayment of the favor you just saved us! Peng Yunhu's eyes were also gloomy, he waved the sword in his hand unwillingly, and Qi Sheng yelled at Chen Zhinan and the others.

"Haha, brothers, those who can fight are all dragged down by the surname Chu, don't bother with it, you go and kill all the three-rank martial artists of the two major factions, and then kill these three-rank masters who can fight separately. Let's finally besiege this second-grade one! Deng Zhiyun commanded his subordinates.

At this time, the sky turned bright, and the east appeared white, and the first rays of the morning sun were about to shine on this scarlet-baptized land. The rising sun, which could have brought people hope, was heralding the end of everyone with its cold white light. The light was cold, and this cold was cold to everyone's hands holding weapons, and it also cooled everyone's hearts to resist.

With the depression of everyone's will, they are about to fall into a desperate situation again, no one can do anything about this, even Xie Wuchang, who has the highest skill, also showed a helplessness in the corner of his eyes in a casual glance, after all, no matter how high his kung fu is, he is outnumbered.

Among the crowd, Chen Zhinan was the only one, his gaze did not change from beginning to end, he fought with a gun, and was not affected in the slightest by the arrival of the opponent's reinforcements. Resolutely against the four opponents in front of him.

"What's wrong with everybody? People in the rivers and lakes are a matter of life and death, what rivers and lakes are you afraid of death? Victory or defeat is the result of the battle that can only be known at the end, and all we have to do in front of us is to kill our enemies or be killed by the enemies in front of us. Our current battle is to seek a glimmer of hope in the battle. As long as there is a fight, there is hope. Only by giving up resistance can we truly give up hope of life! Everyone, with hope, just kill! ”

Everyone looked at Chen Zhinan, who was fighting, and that kind of firm gaze and steady marksmanship all inspired everyone present. Their blood may no longer be aroused, but the cold blood bursts out with a desolate tragedy. Everyone lost their high fighting spirit, but with the disappearance of high fighting spirit, in the hearts of everyone, an unyielding heart was forged by silence and firmness. Everyone is full of mortal hearts, and they are bound to fight with the enemy to break the net, maybe the mourning soldiers may not be able to win, but the mourning soldiers are destined to be undefeated. Because at this moment, they can be destroyed, but they will not be defeated.

Of course, in battle, momentum is the reason for determining victory or defeat on the one hand, and quantity is the key factor that determines victory or defeat. It is difficult to make up for the large number gap by momentum. As the more than fifty people joined the battle, the balance of victory and defeat once again tipped in favor of the enemy.

When more than fifty people appeared, Liu Menghan expected the result of this battle. She looked at the desperate expressions of the crowd, and a hesitant light flashed in her eyes from time to time. She seemed to hesitate for anything, and in the hesitation, she couldn't make up her mind.

And when she was most hesitant, Chen Zhinan spoke, and with Chen Zhinan's words, Liu Menghan's eyes no longer hesitated, and gradually became firm. She followed Fang Cai's voice and looked at Chen Zhinan's figure carefully, pursed her lips, then smiled, gritted her teeth hard, and slowly took out a dark pill from her waist, closed her eyes slightly, no longer hesitated, and swallowed it into her stomach with a ruthless heart.

Liu Menghan's heart has never been so calm at this moment, but she understands that the calm at this moment is not because she can be unwavering, but because she numbs all her perceptions with a feeling similar to impulsiveness at this moment. Her tutor since she was a child told her that no matter what the occasion, she should learn to be calm, and carefully analyze the situation with a cool head, and then make the most beneficial choice for herself and her family. But, for some reason, she couldn't be sober at the moment. Or rather, she can be sober at the moment, but she really doesn't want to be sober, she wants to be crazy, she has been crazy all her life, maybe it is to fight against all the obedience of her childhood called rebellion, or maybe someone's impulse resonates with her heart. In short, at this moment, she made a decision that was not in the interests of her family and herself for the only time in her life and made her own feel crazy afterwards.

Liu Menghan swallowed this pill decisively and resolutely. She was afraid that if she hesitated for even a fraction of a second, she would miss the determination to swallow this pill. Her education since childhood will stop her, the love of her father in her heart will stop her, her reason, her responsibility will stop her. But her heart told her that she had to swallow this medicine.

Liu Menghan swallowed the pill after all. As the elixir entered her abdomen, the great pain turned her slender body* into a ball—she curled up on the ground, clutching her body tightly. From time to time, the weak body was *on*, and with *, cold sweat was like a waterfall, flowing down in the early morning of late autumn, and sprinkled on the withered yellow grass under his feet. Sweat and morning dew mingle to reflect the colorful glow of the first rays of the sun.

As her body thrashed again and again, a great pain rushed up from her abdomen, and this pain rushed up her chest, rushed over her limbs, and finally converged into her mouth. The pain poured out of her mouth without any pause. Her tightly closed* mouth was effortlessly pierced by the great pain, which rushed out of her mouth with a bright red arrow of blood. The blood arrow was bright red, refracting the light of the sword and the shadow of the sword like a dream, and then stained the dew in front of her, sweat, and the withered yellow weeds.

As the blood arrow erupted, her momentum skyrocketed, and she was instantly promoted to the realm of a second-grade master, taking advantage of the fact that everyone was shocked by her sudden surge in strength, Liu Menghan swung several swords in a row, and killed the two third-grade martial artists in front of her on the spot.

"Forbidden Drugs!" Peng Yunhu exclaimed.

"Girl, stop!" Zheng Wudi's eyes were red, and he shouted at Liu Menghan.

"Fuck, I didn't expect this little girl to have this kind of thing on her, Lao Deng, go to support, you must drag her. No matter what the forbidden drug is, the damage to the body is extremely great, as long as they hold on, and as soon as the effect of the drug fails, they have nothing to fear. The three-rank peak martial artist surnamed Chu shouted at Deng Zhiyun while fighting against Xie Wuchang

"I know, you concentrate on dealing with that second grade, this girl is handed over to us!" Deng Zhiyun scolded badly, then greeted his three-grade masters, and took them to besiege Liu Menghan.

Deng Zhiyun and his ten third-grade martial artists all rushed to Liu Menghan's side, and united with the previous three third-grade martial artists to besiege Liu Menghan, and at this time, there were as many as fourteen third-grade masters around Liu Menghan.

Although Liu Menghan's skills have skyrocketed, his two fists are invincible to his four hands, and in the face of the siege of fourteen people, he can only parry, but has no power to fight back. And even if it's a parry, it's scarred for yourself.

Fortunately, with the outbreak of Liu Menghan, everyone's crisis was resolved once and again. Although the addition of forty martial artists made it a little difficult for the third-grade disciples of the two sects to deal with it.

"Brothers, Miss Liu took a forbidden drug to temporarily break through to the second-grade realm. The forbidden drugs are extremely harmful to her body, and Miss Liu can't last long. She has been fighting for everyone for a while with her life. Whether the brothers survive or not depends on whether you can solve your opponents in this time. Peng Yunhu roared, and with one hundred and twenty percent of his strength, he slashed at the opponent with a knife in exchange for his life.

Chen Zhinancai was also surprised that Liu Menghan could suddenly raise his strength in an instant to the realm of a second-grade master, and when he heard the reason at this moment, he felt very uncomfortable, if he didn't want to repay the favor, how could he take the two of them back to the back mountain, let alone let the three of them fall into such a dangerous situation, Liu Menghan would not take forbidden drugs and burn his life because of this.

Thinking of this, his eyes were red, his eyes widened, and the guilt in his heart turned into anger, which seemed to be almost physical, filling his entire body, and he felt that his chest was burning like a fire at this moment, and this burning sensation seemed to burn him into soot. The scorching heat filled him with strength. Chen Zhinan shouted at a third-grade master in front of him, "Look at the gun!" "Raise your gun and rush to kill it.

Fighting on the battlefield is not only about kung fu, but also about momentum. Guan Gong beheaded Yan Liang and Zhu Wen Chou, and he also won in a potential word. Chen Zhinan's indomitable momentum at this moment is deeply in line with the essence of this flying thunder and rain gun, the thunder is the most yang and the strongest thing between heaven and earth, and Chen Zhinan at this moment is a flying thunder between heaven and earth to the yang and the strong.

Chen Zhinan's eyes stared at the third-grade master in front of him, his hair faintly seemed to stand upright, but he saw that the others had not moved, but his whole body seemed to make a thunderous sound, and there was an indescribable artistic conception that stubbornly fixed the third-grade martial artist in front of him in place, making him powerless to move.

Before anyone arrives, the gun arrives first.

Followed by the gun's intent, is the indomitable murderous spirit.

Chen Zhinan's murderous aura locked on the third-rank martial artist.

And the murderous aura came immediately after Chen Zhinan's gun.

Chen Zhinan swung his gun and went straight to the Sanpin martial artist to kill.

This murderous aura deeply shocked the rest of the three third-rank martial artists who besieged Chen Zhinan. Seeing that his partner was about to die, the remaining three third-rank martial artists each held swords and blocked in front of Chen Zhinan.

Chen Zhinan shouted angrily, swung his gun and stabbed in front of him, and in an instant, he stabbed an impermeable net in front of him.

The gun net that the three of them saw was getting closer and closer to them, and they had already felt the intense killing intent brought by the gun net, and the strong gun wind generated by the spear that formed the gun net in the process of assassination.

Although the gun net has not yet touched the three people, the faces of the three people have been cut by the gun wind, and the three of them know in their hearts that if they let this gun wind get close again, they are afraid that the three of them will be difficult to parry.

Fortunately, the three of them can be regarded as experienced for a long time, for such a tight gun net, the three of them looked at each other for a moment, and instantly dispersed, regardless of the life or death of their companions, they attacked Chen Zhinan from behind and on both sides.

This hand is obviously to exchange the life of his companion for Chen Zhinan's life.

Zheng Wushu saw it clearly from the side, if Chen Zhinan's spear pierced the chest of the third-grade master in front of him at this moment, then he would be followed by Chen Zhinan's life under the three-sided knife, sword, and short hammer. Zheng Wudi couldn't help but worry about Chen Zhinan: "*, stop it!" ”

But at this moment, Chen Zhinan's eyes were already red, where could he hear Zheng Wuyi's reminder? He even ignored the three of them, and only cared about flying forward, killing the immobile warrior.

At this moment, Chen Zhinan, although his skills have not increased as much as Liu Menghan, but the thunderous momentum is attached to his body, his strength and speed have been greatly improved, and he even has the strength of half a step and two grades.

Seeing that the spear was about to pierce into the body of that third-rank martial artist, the corners of the warrior's companions leaked a cruel smile, die, die, you two end your lives here together, hahahaha!

But when the swords and hammers of the three people came down, they found that the attack of the three of them was a body distance away from Chen Zhinan's body, and Chen Zhinan actually dodged the combined attack of the three of them.

No way! This is the common voice of the three people at this moment.

Although the three of them have not done much cooperation on weekdays, and they have never claimed to be top masters, they still think that they will not be wrong in judging the angle of attack, and the mastery of distance is the most basic ability of a martial artist, not to mention that a martial artist, even if it is a martial artist, will never make such a low-end mistake.

Moreover, even if one person makes a mistake, it is understandable, but if three people make a mistake together, it is absolutely impossible. Then the problem is not with the three people.

Then, the problem should appear in the teenager in front of him.

What's going on? The faces of the three men were full of doubt. How did the boy in front of him dodge their attacks? Could it be that this young man understands demon law?

The eyes of the three martial artists looking at Chen Zhinan became strange.

Zheng Wuyi, who was paying attention to this on the side, was also puzzled, just now seeing that the offensive of the three people had arrived, he had already determined that he had no chance of saving Chen Zhinan at all, Chen Zhinan should have died under the siege of the three people at this moment. But in the current situation, the attacks of the three people turned out to be missed, what is going on?

Forcibly calming down his surprised heart, Zheng Wuxuan looked at Chen Zhinan carefully, and he saw clearly that Chen Zhinan's gun did not pierce the body of the third-rank martial artist at all, but stayed in front of him. But the attack of those three people was obviously aimed at the position where Chen Zhinan's gun pierced his companion's body. It was precisely because Chen Zhinan's gun did not pierce that person's body, so there was a distance between his position and the position of the three people besieging him.

Why? Why didn't she plunge the gun into her companion's body? The three of them also discovered the reason for this distance, but the three of them were still confused, shouldn't this be? Could it be that he relented when he stabbed this shot? Or did he detect our attack and stop his attack?

Their companion explained the trio's confusion at this moment. I saw that a dark green thin snake came out of the eyes, ears, nostrils, and mouth of the warrior.

"Poisonous insects?" The three exclaimed.

Drug addict? Where did the poisonous insect come from?

Everyone was attracted by the exclamation of the three people. When everyone looked closely, they found out what kind of poisonous insect is this? It's blood!

The blood turned dark green, and when I watched it from the sidelines, it looked like a dark green snakeskin.

Human blood is bright red, and it will only be dark green if it is mixed with bile.

The moment this warrior stabbed Chen Zhinan's spear at the front door, he was frightened by the charm brought out by the marksmanship, and he was scared to death.

The three people who besieged Chen Zhinan were also calm, and when they saw that they failed to kill Chen Zhinan with one blow, they were not discouraged and surrounded Chen Zhinan again.

This time, the three of them became more serious about Chen Zhinan than ever. A person who can scare a martial artist of the same level to death, although he is not a second-grade master, but he is much weirder than a second-grade master.

With one less opponent, Chen Zhinan did not feel relaxed, but his face became more and more dark. He inadvertently glanced in Liu Menghan's direction, and Liu Menghan's situation seemed to be getting more and more difficult.

It seems that the three people in front of you need to be solved faster. Chen Zhinan thought to himself.

It's a pity that at the same time as killing Fang Cai's third-grade master, Chen Zhinan also woke up from the charm of flying thunder, and his speed and strength also decreased.

However, that girl is still burning her life, still fighting, what is his own life compared to her life? Chen Zhinan didn't want to live at the moment, he just wanted to let Liu Menghan live, or let himself die in front of Liu Menghan.

He raised his spear again, roared, and rushed towards the three men in front of him.

This time he was just dragging his gun and didn't use any moves.

But it was precisely because Chen Zhinan didn't use any moves that the three of them didn't know how to parry. But since you can't parry, it's better to take the initiative. The three of them secretly made a gesture to each other, then nodded to each other imperceptibly, and then rushed towards Chen Zhinan.

The three people who saw it rushed over, and Chen Zhinan slowly picked up his spear and stabbed forward smoothly. This shot faintly has the charm of the sword that Xie Wuchang stabbed when he fought against Sima Lei. Ordinary and clean, unpretentious. It was like heavy snow covering the mountains, and like a rain shower stopping suddenly, it seemed that in front of this shot, even the surging waterfall would suddenly be silent. This shot may be able to extinguish heaven and earth.

The three of them watched this shot coming, and they were immediately frightened. "Shen Yun!" The sword-wielding warrior shouted in horror as he pulled his neck. The other two people besieging Chen Zhinan next to him, although they did not shout, the expressions on their faces were the same as those of the companion holding the sword, there was no sense of relief at all, only the incredulity and fright on their faces.

This shot should not be a kung fu that a three-grade master can use at all. In this shot, there is a charm of its own.

Judging the level of a warrior in the rivers and lakes is to look at their skills and their means. Different levels of masters have different levels of attack methods. Killing people with strength is the realm of a three-grade martial artist, if you practice high-grade exercises, maybe a third-grade martial artist can barely use the artistic conception, and the third-grade master of Fang Cai died under Chen Zhinan's thunderous gun intent. However, at this moment, Chen Zhinan has already departed from the artistic conception of thunder possession, indicating that the situation just now only depends on his understanding of the exercises and happens to integrate the exercises with the mind, so it is not easy to show the artistic conception against the enemy in the three products, and it is impossible to do it without clever exercises and a trace of coincidence.

Only when the bright energy turns dark and enters the ranks of the second-grade masters, can we master the profound thing of artistic conception in the dark under the complementarity of yin and yang, and use it in their own attacks, adding special power beyond the flesh to their own attacks.

And the integration of light and dark, the unity of yin and yang, give birth to strength, and enter the ranks of first-class masters, in order to find Shen Yun outside the artistic conception, and kill the enemy with the help of Shen Yun. Shen Yun is much more mysterious than the artistic conception. What it can provide to the offensive is not only a power that transcends the physical body, but also gives its own offensive a soul, making the offensive a kind of existence similar to that of life.

The last sword Xie Wuchang used against Sima Lei was a sword with charm. The use of that sword, even if it was highly poisonous in his body, and there was not much physical strength and skill left, forced Sima Lei to abandon the sword and flee, which shows how important this Shen Yun is to the offensive.

If Xie Wuyong used to use the charm at this moment, the three of them would not be too surprised, after all, if they cultivated high-end exercises that surpassed their own level, it was not impossible to use the methods of higher-level martial artists beyond the ranks. As we all know, Xie Wuchang came from the Seeking Dao Pavilion, where a group of crazy people gathered, and there were countless high-level exercises, so it was not surprising that Xie Wuchang had cultivated exercises that surpassed his own level. But these three third-grade martial artists actually saw Shen Yun in the shot of Chen Zhinan, a third-grade martial artist, it was too strange, this did not conform to the long-standing common sense of martial arts practice on the rivers and lakes, could it be that they had seen the ghost?

It was not only the three people who besieged Chen Zhinan who felt that they had seen a ghost, but with Chen Zhinan's shot, the cold and lonely feeling of marksmanship spread throughout the battlefield in an instant, and everyone had to pay attention to the situation here.

"It can't be!" Peng Yunhu was taken aback, he was so surprised that he almost dropped the treasure knife in his hand to the ground, but fortunately, his opponent was also stunned by the scene in front of him, so he didn't take the opportunity to attack him.

"How is that possible?" Zheng Wushu shouted. If it weren't for the faint pain of the wounds on his body at this moment, he would have suspected that he was dreaming.

Liu Menghan also seemed to have forgotten the great pain caused by taking banned drugs at this moment, and her ladylike image was ruined at this moment. The *-like bright red mouth was so big that it seemed to be able to swallow an egg in one bite.

And the two third-grade peak martial artists who besieged Xie Wuchang and Liu Menghan were even more frightened and wanted to jump to their feet and scold their mothers. Damn, what's going on? first met an uncle of a second-grade martial artist, and then met a little aunt and grandmother who could become a second-grade martial artist after knocking on medicine, and now I met a demon freak who is not a second-grade martial artist and does not take drugs, but can use the charm, what happened to this day? At this moment, they even felt the urge to run away in their hearts.

Also surprised was Xie Wuchang. It's not that he hasn't heard of the precedent of a third-rank martial artist using a first-rank martial artist's unique Shen Yun attack, and his master can still use Shen Yun when he falls from a first-rank martial artist to an unpopular martial artist, of course, his master is just an exception.

However, Xie Wuchang also knew that there was another possibility that the three-rank martial artist could use his charm. That is the cultivation of the Super One Grade Exercise. It is rumored that there are three grades of exercises, the lowest of the three grades, followed by the second grade, and the top grade of the first grade. In fact, this legend is wrong. On top of the first product, there is also a super one. The exercises he himself cultivated were super first-class. If a third-grade martial artist cultivates the second-grade top-level exercises or the first-grade exercises, he can use the artistic conception in the realm of the third-grade martial arts, but if he cultivates the super-first-grade exercises, it is not impossible to use the charm in the third-grade realm, but the possibility of doing it is also extremely low, because it not only tests the physical talent of the martial artist, but also requires the martial artist to have excellent insights into the super-first-class exercises he is cultivating, and his natural understanding is indispensable. At the same time, even if it is a martial artist with talent and understanding, it is not possible to use Shen Yun every time, there is also a question of probability, and the probability will never be much easier than pie in the sky.

Thinking of this, Xie Wuchang also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Chizhou is a small place after all, and no one here has heard of the existence of super one-grade exercises. Otherwise, if everyone present heard that this kind of exercise existed, presumably the two groups of people who were still enemies of each other at the moment would join forces and take down Chen Zhinan's forced questioning exercise, if that situation really happened, he would not be able to guarantee Chen Zhinan's safety at all.

But what made Xie Wuchang puzzled was that Chen Zhinan had indeed not practiced the exercises of the first grade, he knew very well that the exercises that Chen Zhinan practiced were only the peak exercises of the second grade, and this exercise was exactly what he Xie Wuchang gave him. He is now more and more interested in Chen Zhinan, who can use Shen Yun.

When the three third-grade martial artists saw this shot with divine charm coming towards them, their hearts suddenly felt like a stormy wave. But fright is fright, life is your own after all, you can't sit still. So the three of them used their own housekeeping skills.

I saw that the body of the warrior who used the hammer trembled slightly, and then the speed of time on his body seemed to be slowed down countless times, and he slowly raised the hammer above his head at an extremely slow speed. When the hammer was right in front of his forehead, suddenly he stared at him and yelled "Hey! The green tendons of his arm suddenly burst out, and the green tendons like tree roots extended from his arms to his whole body, and the bruised green tendons shattered his clothes, and the broken clothes flew in the air like catkins.

His arms grew thicker and stronger, and finally his arms were as thick as his bear's waist. He slammed his foot on the ground, and a cross-shaped crack appeared on the ground, and then the crack spread in all directions, and the people around him immediately dodged dozens of steps, barely being hurt by the aftermath of the crack.

And he, with the power of this step, hammered Chen Zhinan like a cannonball. The hammer slammed into Chen Zhinan's spear head, and the sound of the hammer and the spear head colliding was like a meteorite hitting the earth, which shook everyone's eardrums, and the nearby martial artists with weak skills actually flowed red blood from their ear holes.

And with this hammer blowing, this third-grade martial artist was also covered in broken tendons, and a mouthful of blood was violently spat out in his mouth, and the human and blood fell to the ground at the same time, and then he fell unconscious.

The warrior with the sword and the warrior with the hammer reacted at the same time, and his movements were much simpler and quieter than the earth-shattering noise caused by the warrior with the hammer.

I saw that the sword warrior cautiously inserted the sword back into the scabbard, while his eyes were fixed on the tip of Chen Zhinan's spear.

His eyes were steady, as steady as those of an eagle staring at its prey.

His hands were steady, as steady as the hands of a mother holding her child.

It's just that the mother's gaze is kind, but the eagle's talons are swift.

His body was on his heels, and the spine of his whole body was tightly constricted to the center of his body, as if he was not a person at this moment, but a ball.

This ball is very different from other balls, other balls will roll, but he will not move.

Suddenly, the ball moved. Oh no, it was he who moved.

As soon as he moved, he no longer looked like a ball, and his muscles relaxed during the exercise. At this time, he is like a kite flying in the wind.

However, the kite is not visible to ordinary people at all.

Ordinary people can only see lightning.

At the moment when the hammer warrior appeared in front of Chen Zhinan, the eyes of the sword warrior changed from eagle eyes to two lightning bolts. The lightning vanished, and with him. When people found his figure, he had already appeared in front of Chen Zhinan, and his sword also appeared in front of Chen Zhinan with him.

The reason why people can spot him is not that people's eyes are so good, good enough to see his lightning-like figure, but before the moment he appeared, people heard a "click" sound.

People followed this "click" sound, and not only those who could see him, but also his sword.

His men are fierce, and his sword is unsheathed.

No one knew when his sword came out of the sheath, but at this moment his sword was already out of the sheath, and his sword was not only out of the sheath, but also on the tip of Chen Zhinan's spear. At the same time, it was the same moment when the hammer of the strong man smashed on the tip of Chen Zhinan's spear.

Even Xie Wuchang, who is a second-grade person, has to admit that the sword warrior at this moment is very fast. He was very fast, really fast, so fast that a second-grade master was a little unexpected. That kind of incredible speed, even some martial artists who have just entered the second rank can't dodge it at all. Although, if they are a first-time master of the second grade, they really encounter a speed-type opponent, in fact, there are many ways for them to choose to deal with the opponent, and there should really be few people who will choose to dodge.

Of course, this sword alone is enough to make him famous on the battlefield today. This sword is too amazing, and Xie Wuchang, as a master of swordsmanship, can't help but secretly admire it. However, the price paid for this sword was also huge, this master of the sword, because of the extremely fast running and sword, damaged the meridians of his body, and even the bones of his arms and legs were shattered by this sword, and there was an irreparable heavy damage. In this life, unless there is an extremely rare opportunity, he is destined to never stand up again.

Compared to sword-wielding warriors and hammer-wielding warriors, sword-wielding warriors have the largest range of movements and cause the deepest disturbances around them.

He didn't slowly accumulate his strength and then explode at a particular point, as he did with the first two. He chose a different path. I saw that he was holding a single knife, and without hesitation, he ran towards Chen Zhinan.

But he didn't just run. He wielded his knife as he ran.

At first, his knife swung in a small way, as small as a slight tremor in his hand. Of course, his hands did not tremble, not only did they not tremble, but they were very steady. Even if the sword-wielding warrior was running at extreme speed, the pair of sword-wielding hands did not tremble in the slightest because of running. It is precisely because of the stability of his knife that people can feel the dance of his blade at the beginning.

He began to wield the blade with his fingertips.

As he ran, the blade danced more and more.

The blade moved like a nod after a trembling dance. At this time, he was moving with his fingers, and at this moment, he could see that the trajectory of the blade was standing in front of him and drawing a circle. After that, he used his wrist, and the dancing amplitude of the blade became larger, and the circle changed from the original vertical circle to a sideways figure eight.

As the circle grew bigger and bigger, his knife style became more and more ruthless. Soon after drawing the 8 figures, he began to draw circles with his arms, and the circle drawn by the arms was also 8 characters, but unlike the previous 8 characters, it became three-dimensional, drawing from the bottom left to the top right, and from the bottom right back to the top left, the two connected circles were purely composed of swords, and the figure of the warrior with the sword was firmly locked in it.

After that, his body turned, and the circle was no longer a figure 8, but a ball.

Yes, balls. The roundest kind of ball.

The ball wrapped the entire body of the knife man, like a silkworm chrysalis tightly wrapped in silk, and the knife was no longer visible, and only a piece of pure white in front of him could be seen. The cold light in the pure white seemed to warn the people around him: this is a forbidden area, you will die if you touch it, and you will die if you touch it. At this time, the force used by the knife player is the entire waist.

Finally, when he was about to approach Chen Zhinan, the pure white sword disappeared, and only his people and his knife could be seen. His knife slowly slashed towards Chen Zhinan, this was not an optical illusion, but it was really slow, although it was slow, but it was unavoidable. This knife seems to be the judgment of death, and no one seems to be able to escape. At this time, he used the strength of his whole body.

This knife, compared with the killer blow of the previous two, is equally amazing. Even in terms of realm, the realm of this sword is the highest realm among the three martial artists in the last fight, and this is the ultimate sword of the three martial artists. If he has the ability to make another sword after the last sword, he will be able to step into the realm of a second-grade martial artist.

After that knife, if there is another knife, it should be a power outside the body, a power from one's own soul, or in other words, a power from artistic conception.

It's just that this knife has blocked many people, and how many people have exhausted their life's strength and hard work, but they can't make a new knife after the whole body is stabbed, so they look up at the world of the second-grade martial artist with the realm of a third-grade martial artist, and secretly feel sad.

How many people couldn't stab their whole body and then slash it, no one present knew clearly. But everyone present clearly knew that the swordsman in front of him would never be able to make a new knife in this life. After this slash, although the swordsman was standing upright, his eyes were blank and focused, and he was already shattered, which is what we often call brain death.

However, he did not die in vain, his sword, whether it was timing, strength, or realm, was grasped to the extreme, and it happened to hit the tip of Chen Zhinan's spear at the same time as the attack of the hammer warrior and the sword warrior. A knife fell, as if the river was clear and Haiyan. It makes people feel a sense of sudden enlightenment. If he is still alive, based on his experience of this knife alone, he must be able to enter the second grade of the high finger in the future. Unfortunately, "real" is not the same as "if".

The three of them each used their desperate skills, and their moves hit the tip of Chen Zhinan's spear at the same time, and the attacks of the three people released amazing power on the tip of the spear. As soon as the tip of Chen Zhinan's spear touched the attack of the three people, he was shattered, and he himself was spit blood from the mouth and vomited blood by the desperate moves of the three people, and his body was like a flying arrow off the string, and he was knocked backwards dozens of meters away.

Although Chen Zhinan was seriously injured and flew out, the moment he was attacked, he adjusted his direction, and his body was right in front of a third-rank martial artist besieging Liu Menghan.

With the desperate blow of the three warriors, Chen Zhinan slammed into the warrior with an almost devastating force, and the tail of the spear, under the action of inertia, directly pierced the warrior's body. It's just that all this happened too suddenly, and the warrior who was stabbed to death still looked incredulous after being stabbed. His eyes widened, and he looked at his pierced body in dismay, looking at the barrel of the gun in his body and the person holding the barrel in surprise, and then his throat made a "cluck, cluck" sound, and before he could say anything, the person was gone.

As the initiator, Chen Zhinan, for his carefully planned plan to exchange one for four, he also failed to witness this brilliant result with his own eyes. While one person killed a warrior, deceived two warriors, deceived one warrior to death, and finally took away a warrior, Chen Zhinan also fell into a coma due to heavy internal injuries.

As soon as Chen Zhinan fell to the ground, Peng Yunhu, who was beside him, rushed to him as soon as possible, regardless of the enemy fighting in front of him, and kicked him off the field, for fear that someone would hurt his life at this time. Of course, the situation is safe at the moment, after all, everyone is fighting, everyone is fighting with the opponent in front of them, entangled and inseparable, and no one has experienced to deal with a person who has lost the ability to resist.

Seeing that Chen Zhinan had lost consciousness, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. First, everyone was frightened by Chen Zhinan's murderous record. Even Zheng Wushu and Peng Yunhu, who have been famous for many years, were besieged by the five third-grade masters who only had the power to parry, but had no ability to counter-kill. But this young boy who has just entered the third grade actually fought five third-grade masters by himself, this record, presumably today's top ten masters may not have done it when they were in the realm of the third grade, right? is worthy of Xie Wuchang's eye-catching person, this young man is really extraordinary.

The second reason for everyone's relief is that they are completely relieved of the shot that resembles Shen Yun. If that shot really contained Shen Yun, he would never let the three of them fight so badly. Even if he can't do it unscathed, it is still effortless to easily defeat the attack of the pure strength of the three third-rank martial artists.

Although that shot seemed to be full of charm, as soon as it touched the moves of the three people, everyone found that in fact, in that marksmanship, not to mention the charm, even the artistic conception did not contain one or two. The charm that everyone has just seen in marksmanship is just something similar to a trick of the eyes, and it is just a façade. So the heavy incomprehension in their hearts was finally relieved. Everyone present only thought that maybe Chen Zhinan was just using a technique similar to illusion to achieve the goal of fighting out the three opponents.

Only Xie Wuchang, secretly his eyes moved slightly, and his expression was surprised. Among the people present, he was the only one who really understood Shen Yun, and only he had used Shen Yun himself, so even if others would be wrong, he would never be wrong, the thing contained in Chen Zhinan's gun was clear and real, it was Shen Yun. It's just that Xie Wuchang can't understand why this real and clear charm can't exert even the slightest bit of its strength in Chen Zhinan's hands? Could it be that Chen Zhinan's charm came from the ancient and modern precedents, not with the help of grades or exercises, so he needs to continue to explore?

When Xie Wuchang thought of this, he suddenly felt that the young man in front of him had become more interesting, could this be a peerless genius who could be comparable to his master?

Xie Wuchang was not jealous of geniuses, but admired them extremely much. This can be seen from Xie Wuchang's attitude towards Song Ziyun. As for Chen Zhinan, Xie Wuchang is full of good feelings, and the experience along the way has made Xie Wuchang deeply recognize this young man who has a good personality although his kung fu is average and young.

However, since Chen Zhinan has already made plans, he is unwilling to step into the rivers and lakes, and just wants to go home to live in peace, and it is inconvenient for him to add any surprises or troubles to this young man. Let him live his life in peace. Xie Wuchang thought of this and sighed leisurely.

As Chen Zhinan successively killed five third-grade masters, everyone's morale finally improved, those two-faction third-grade masters, seeing that the young man who was younger than himself was able to burst out with such strength, which inspired their competitiveness, so they worked harder, although there were many martial artists, but the strength was very different, and gradually the number of martial artists was less and less, and the situation seemed to change again.

"Haha, aren't you guys horizontal? Aren't there reinforcements? Even if reinforcements come, don't you still have to lose? Grandpa Zheng taught you how to be a man today. Seeing that Chen Zhinan single-handedly defeated the opponent's five people, one was to reduce the number of opponents, the second was also to hit the morale of the other party, and the third was to improve the morale of his side at the same time, and now, the balance of victory is once again tilted in his direction, Zheng Wudi laughed heartily again.

As Zheng Wushu laughed, Liu Menghan's body suddenly shook, her long sword was uncontrollable, and she almost came out of her hand, her face was pale, and it seemed that the time for the forbidden medicine she was taking was about to come.

At this time, Zheng Wudi, his laughter had not stopped, but he seemed to be like a male duck with his throat strangled, unable to make any sound. Peng Yunhu glanced helplessly at the deputy sect master of the Divine Fist Sect, could this be a plague god, right? Every time he was about to win, he smiled, and in an instant all the good things turned into bad things.

Of course, Peng Yunhu was not the only one who had this thought, Xie Wuchang also looked at this man who resembled a plague god with a strange look.

"Brothers, work hard, this little lady is about to die, as long as she is dragged down, the victory will be ours." The big man surnamed Chu saw that Liu Menghan's medicinal effect was about to recede, and said to everyone with great joy.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of everyone. As the figure appeared, there was a lazy voice: "Hey, in the middle of the night, the rooster hasn't crowed yet, what kind of knives and guns are you moving?" It's so noisy that you can't sleep well. ”

Hearing this voice, Xie Wuchang's eyes instantly lit up, this person was none other than Song Ziyun, the young master of the Hengshan faction!

Song Ziyun saw Xie Wuchang and smiled: "Brother Xie is also here, I knew you would be fine." I didn't have a good deal on the previous occasion, but on this occasion, it should be okay to do it, right? Before he could finish speaking, the man had already picked up a long sword from the battlefield and entered the battle circle.

Seeing that another master had joined, the battle situation had once again become favorable to him, Zheng Wushu was about to laugh again, seeing Zheng Wushu speak, before he could speak, Peng Yunhu and Xie Wuchang yelled at him in unison: "Shut up!" ”

Zheng Wudi was taken aback, came back to his senses, looked at the two people who were yelling at him inexplicably, scratched his head, and complained in a low voice: "What's wrong with me just laughing, happy doesn't make people laugh, these two people are really domineering." Although it was low, this voice was still heard by Peng Yunhu and Xie Wuchang, who regarded Zheng Wudi as a fool and were too lazy to deal with him.

Song Ziyun was originally a master of the second grade, his skills were extraordinary, as the head of the future Hengshan faction, his mind was also enough, he did not run to the master of the third grade, but directly entered the martial arts. This time, it was like a tiger entering a flock, and the many martial artists he killed were powerless, and dozens of people died under his sword in an instant.

The death of dozens of people not only freed the hands and feet of many third-grade masters and forced the other party's martial artists to contain them, but at the same time, Song Ziyun himself also attracted the attention of the third-grade martial artists, if he didn't want him to continue killing, he had to draw out ten people to contain him.

Looking at Liu Menghan, whose medicinal effect had not completely dissipated, cold sweat oozed from the foreheads of the two leading third-grade peak martial artists. They didn't dare to bet, if they bet that Liu Menghan wouldn't last long and win the bet, they might wipe out all the people present, and if they lost the bet, they would all stay here.

At this time, the situation had obviously begun to turn against them, and they had to blow the whistle in their chests to inform everyone that they chose to retreat temporarily.

Zheng Wushu saw that everyone had finally retreated, and laughed: "The beasts of the roe head rat order, why don't you fight?" Got a head rat scurrying? I want to go now, it's too late. Today, Grandpa Zheng has to let you leave something to remember for a long time. Brothers, chase, don't let them go too easily, hahahaha. While laughing, Zheng Wushu chased forward and shouted at the enemy in front: "If you run fast in front, your fate is great, but you listen to Grandpa Zheng, don't let Grandpa Zheng see you next time, otherwise I will see you once and kill you once!" ”

At this time, the mutation happened again.

A small group of men fled in the direction of the crowd, and not far away, a team of dozens of people pursued them closely.

Looking closely, this team was not someone else, they were all acquaintances that Chen Zhinan and the others had seen before, and they were all members of the Goshawk Sect led by Wei Wuji and Sima Lei.

At this time, Sima Lei had long lost the vigor he had when he attacked Chen Zhinan and others last night, and in the hasty escape, his hair was messy and his clothes were disheveled, just like a down-and-out beggar. Wei Wuji was even more unbearable, ragged, dusty, and downcast, who would have thought that he was the deputy head of the dignified Chizhou Great Faction Goshawk Faction?

The two of them saw from afar that the two sides were fighting here, and that it seemed that their rivals who had pursued their enemies had fallen at the hands of those men, and they were overjoyed, and they spared no effort to run ahead, and once they got there, they might have a glimmer of life.

And at this moment, watching the enemy choose to retreat, Liu Menghan's tense spirit was soothed, as she relaxed her nerves, a feeling of detachment arose, and then the feeling of powerlessness surrounded her inexplicably, and as the feeling of powerlessness surged into her brain, she finally followed Chen Zhinan and passed out.

At this moment, Zheng Wushu and the others lost a second-grade master, and they had to deal with the new enemy who was chasing over, and at the same time, the enemy who had just retreated saw that the situation here had taken a turn for the better, and turned around again, choosing to wait and see, if the situation was favorable to them, I believe they would definitely fight back again. The situation was once again reversed in Zheng Wuyi's laughter.

"Zheng Wudi, can you die if you don't laugh? Do you know that when you laugh, you can really die! And not only did you die yourself, but you even dragged our group of people to your funeral! You dead crow's mouth! Peng Yunhu was furious, he couldn't wait to tear this plague god called Zheng Invincible alive.

Xie Wuchang's eyes became more and more weird when he looked at Zheng Wuving, if this accomplice in front of him could be sent to the enemy's camp, it would really be a great killing god with greater lethality than a first-grade martial artist.

Zheng Wudi was also stunned, he didn't expect that his smile would be so supernatural? Could it be that you have eaten something unclean recently? However, he didn't have time to reflect, because with the Goshawk Sect and the Crazy Sword Sect coming, there were more than thirty third-grade masters and more than fifty martial artists.

"Friends in front, help us, save us!" The goshawks and the Crazy Knife Gate were running and begging for help.

"Wei Wuji?" Peng Yunhu shouted angrily.

"Sima Lei?" Xie Wuchang shouted angrily.

Unexpectedly, it was these two shameless men who led the enemy to their side. With their arrival, the situation changed again.

"Haha, it seems that your lives are really bad." The strong man surnamed Chu saw the appearance of the person who was chasing and killing everyone and the number of people under him, and immediately rejoiced, and laughed wildly at Zheng Wudi and the others.

"Yo, I was still talking about which friend the person in front of me was, but I didn't want it to be Brother Chu. With your ability, brother, why haven't you even taken down these people in front of you? The leader of the team that had rushed here after Wei Wuji and Sima Lei asked. The leader was in his fifties, with his white hair curled and scattered over his body, and he was burly and strong, smiling heartily at the strong man surnamed Chu, and his voice was loud and clear.

"Haha, Brother Du didn't expect that we were really fateful, I just needed a helper, Brother Du, you appeared like rain in time. Brother Du came at the right time, and we also wanted to kill these people in one fell swoop, but accidents occurred frequently, hey, it is really hard to explain, if it wasn't for Brother Du to arrive in time, I would have to give up on them, but now, haha, with Brother Du joining, it is as easy as picking them up. It seems that this credit is destined to belong to the three of us today. The strong man surnamed Chu was in a very good mood when he saw that he was also a person all the way, and the woman who was addicted to drugs was finally unconscious, and at this moment, it was the time for him to make contributions.

"Brothers, kill, everyone present, not a single one will be left alive!" The strong man surnamed Chu waved his hand, and the people who had planned to retreat once again attacked Xie Wuchang and the others.

Xie Wuchang, Peng Yunhu, and Zheng Wushu changed colors for each other, and everyone did not move forward, and retreated behind Sima Lei, Wei Wuji and others.

Seeing this, Sima Lei was furious: "Peng Yunhu, Zheng Wudi, what are you doing?" Why not meet the enemy? Don't you know that if there is infighting at this time, none of us will be able to leave alive? ”

Peng Yunhu and Zheng Wudi just looked at Sima Lei silently, no one spoke, and Sima Lei looked at Song Ziyun again.

Song Ziyun spread his hands: "Do you think they can keep me?" ”

"You! Do you want to leave us running? Sima Lei was furious when he heard this, "Do you still have the bearing that a decent heir should have?" ”

"Nope!" Song Ziyun smiled, ignored the dew on the ground, and sat down, holding his arms with both hands, looking lively.

Seeing this, Wei Wuji gently pulled Sima Lei's sleeve, Sima Lei is also a smart person, where do you not understand, if he and others want to survive in a desperate situation, it is not only the third-grade masters present, but more importantly, second-grade masters like Xie Wuchang and Song Ziyun, so he had to walk in front of Xie Wuchang in a low voice, and knelt on the ground like a jade pillar turning over a mountain of gold.

"Xie Daxia, I have offended a lot before, it's all my fault, I misunderstood that you killed Zhang Feiju, with Xie Daxia's person, he definitely wouldn't dare to do it, and there must be someone else who killed Zhang Feiju. I was also blinded by lard at the time, you don't care about the villain, just forgive me, after this incident, I will definitely treat Xie Daxia as a father, in the future, we will be Xie Daxia's lackey, I will run wherever I want to go, please take a shot. ”

Xie Wuchang stared at Sima Lei coldly, and gently spit out three words in his mouth: "Sword, antidote." ”

Xie Wuchang didn't want to save a scum like Sima Lei, but at this moment, with their strength alone, they were definitely not the opponent of everyone in front of them, only with the help of the third-grade masters in the hands of Sima Lei and others, they could barely fight with the opponent, and had to agree to cooperate.

When Sima Lei heard the three words Xie Wuchang said, he was immediately overjoyed, and immediately took Juque and handed it back to Xie Wuchang, and said to Xie Wuchang respectfully: "Xie Daxia, this is your sword, you left the sword on the road and let the little one pick it up, and the little one was still thinking at the time, if there is a chance, you must personally present your sword in front of you, I didn't expect the opportunity to come so quickly, you take a look, and ensure that the sword is not damaged in the slightest." ”

What Xie Wuchang said to this shameless person was like a fart, Juque, one of the top ten famous swords in the world, is known for its hardness, if it can be damaged, is it still Juque?

"Where's the medicine?" Xie Wuchang asked.

"Medicine, this, medicine, Xie Daxia, it's like this, the little greedy for money and lustful, so I usually like to carry some necessary items when looking for flowers and willows, this medicine is also in the old days in the black market, only poison is bought, there is no antidote. The antidote can only be found in the Wanli Cuihong Pavilion, and the poison may spread a little bit on the market, where will the antidote spread in the Wanli Cuihong Pavilion at will? Although our Crazy Sword Sect can be regarded as a sect in Chizhou, but when it is put on the rivers and lakes, it is not a fart, so how can the Thousands of Miles of Cuihong Pavilion put our sect in its eyes? No one else's poison or antidote will be handed over to me. Xie Daxia, you Shengming, naturally you can tell that what I said is the truth, I really don't have this antidote. Sima Lei howled and secretly looked at Xie Wuchang's face, but he didn't see the slightest abnormality on Xie Wuchang's face.

Sima Lei was also secretly strange, it is said that if this ten-spiced soft tendon powder had not taken the antidote, Xie Wuchang should have been a soft-footed shrimp at this moment, but looking at his appearance, it seemed to be in his heyday. But then again, if he is in his prime, why would he ask me for an antidote? But it's useless to think about these things now, you can only expect him to be in his heyday, otherwise he will really be dead at the moment.

Xie Wuchang didn't bother to look at the shameless appearance of Sima Lei in front of him, reached out and grabbed his sword, and left a sentence to Sima Lei and the others: "If you want to live, don't think about keeping your hands!" With that, he rushed forward and slew him.

Seeing Xie Wuchang coming, the old man surnamed Du and the strong man surnamed Chu greeted him with fifteen third-grade martial artists. Although Xie Wuchang had been struggling to support in the siege of everyone before, and his physical strength had passed severely, the blade he carried with him returned to his hand, feeling the feedback of the sword in his hand on his own strength, Xie Wuchang was suddenly exhausted and swept away, although it was not a long time apart, but the man and the sword after the reunion were more tacit, and the giant sword transmitted the heart-to-heart joy and joy to his mind through Xie Wuchang's arm, Xie Wuchang felt a feeling similar to the unity of man and sword at this moment. Therefore, fifteen more people could not be defeated, but it was not too difficult.

Deng Zhiyun also surrounded Song Ziyun with fifteen lives and three-rank martial artists. Song Ziyun is worthy of being the top young master of the fifteen major factions, with a long sword in his hand, and his kung fu is not inferior to Xie Wuchang, who has been famous for many years.

That's the situation.