The person who came was Jiang Chen, and he didn't say anything about his name, so he stabbed his head.

It is said that with Jiang Chen's martial arts, one person is enough to fight Zhong Ke for three hundred rounds. But at this time, in front of the public, Xiao Meng played by him absolutely did not have this ability, and he almost received two shots from Zhong Ke, but he couldn't resist it, revealing his defeat.

Although Zhong Ke forced Xiao Meng back, a hint of discoloration flashed on his face. The little Meng in front of him, although he seemed weak, brought him a sense of danger.

Zhu Fei, who breathed a sigh of relief in the rear, naturally would not be idle, striding and shaking the gun, and striking the clock. The little fat man Qiao Zheng has also stabilized his body and rushed to fight.

In an instant, the shadow of the gun, the air flow sneered, the long blade was like lightning, the flying lance was like a meteor, the three brothers came and went, and the clock was surrounded in the heart of the battle, and the battle was one hundred and ten rounds, and the thin boy could not be defeated.

The students next to him saw that the four figures were indistinguishable, fighting like lights, and they couldn't tell the winner, and they couldn't help but marvel at Zhong Ke's martial arts. This guy is really capable, no wonder he dares to speak wildly, claiming to be the first in marksmanship among the students of the Star Academy.

Jiang Chen also secretly admired, this Zhong Ke's spear skills were really exquisite and powerful, far better than many children of the Wei family who claimed to be noble, and they didn't know how strong they were compared to Wei Ji and others.

Zhong Ke fought three people alone, trapped in the core, but he was not afraid at all, the wooden spear in his hand was elusive, the fence was blocked, the defense was not leaky, and he still had the strength to fight back.

While fighting with it, Jiang Chen secretly wrote down this person's spear skills like a dragon going to sea, and his heart said that this time was not in vain.

The wooden spear in Zhong Ke's palm is swung like a tiger searching the mountain, and the spirit snake is flying, the virtual and the real are fixed, and it seems to be exhausted and its momentum is overwhelming. I wish Qiao Meng Baying to fight hard, and there is still a way to defeat him.

After several rounds, Shi Yuanhui chased and lost the target, but he dared to be careless, bowed to the ground, hid in a bush, and listened to the movement.

After the head of the Wei sect used that right side marksmanship, he also managed to understand the students, put away the gun and left, leaving only everyone with a chic back.

"Smack!"

Seeing that the two sides were about to fight for a thousand moves, at that time, I only heard a heavy cough from under the steps, and it was muddy in the sound of guns and sticks, but Xiao Meng and Zhong Qi immediately stopped at the same time, and Zhu Fei and Shi Yuan also stopped fighting.

The students were stingy and dared to take a breath, staring at every movement of the head of the guard with small eyes. We are all vague about the temper of the marksman, and he has always taught it the seventh time, and it is useless to ask me. Therefore, except for Shi Yuanhui, the pride of heaven that is rare in a hundred years, no one dares to be distracted and slack off when the head of the Wei Sect makes a gun.

I have seen the skills of this mysterious person, and I know that although the red-clothed man Beifeng Qin is known as the top ten of the Star Academy, and he is perfect in the "Four Directions Wind and Rain" stick technique, he may not be able to bargain behind this deep and measurable mysterious face.

"Brother Fei is angry, let's find a way together, we will definitely be able to get back to the field! As long as the eight of us brothers work together-" Shi Yuan said that he suddenly woke up like one more person, and looked back, "Hey, what about Da Meng?" ”

But Beifeng Qin listened to Dameng's persuasion and had to arrest this mysterious person alone.

Zhu Fei frowned, he was in a hurry, and he also noticed the perspective of the hole, in case no one passed by, he would notice that there was something outside. Fortunately, the time is still short, and this place is remote, so there is a small mistake.

Suddenly, Shi Yuan was the first to digest the newly learned tricks and strode inside. The students followed the stream and walked away in groups of eights and twos. What we are talking about is Shi Yuan's feat of fighting the eight heroes alone, and if we think about it, it will be used for a long time, and this matter will spread all over the campus.

If you want to have a history garden meeting, I re-stuffed my mouth with a rag before the questioning, which is really amazing to me.

As soon as he arrived at the bamboo forest, Zhu Fei's figure became even heavier, and a little bit, the person flew in mid-air and rolled again, and disappeared into the depths of the forest.

The broken door, which had not yet been fully opened, was kicked out by a large deerskin boot, and then a petite red figure sprang out of the room, raising a stick and biting Zhu Fei's figure.

The wind is blowing, and the bamboo forest is rippling layer after layer of green waves, and the waves are choppy!

Under the steps, the head of the Wei Sect swept over the seven people with the corner of his eyes, with an expression on his face, and said lightly: "Today I will teach the seventh style of the horse pistol." ”

As Qiao Fatzi said, Zhu Fei really didn't have the heart to chase down Xiao Meng and fight with him alone, but this matter was not delayed for a while, and I was still thinking about this poor victim in the bamboo forest cabin. It's been less than half an hour since I left, and I know if there is a situation here.

With a crisp shout of many men, the red-clothed figure swept away with a stick, swept away a small piece of green bamboo, and the person also flashed into the forest.

Zhong Ke and Shi Yuan fell to the front, listening to the praise and praise of Xiao Meng between the words of this group of people, their faces were very ugly.

"Thief, where to go!"

"Fan Xing'er is amazingly talented, and she is a rare masterpiece in a hundred years! I said that I learned to shoot because someone can beat me with a gun, and you wish someone to be convinced! Zhong Ke clenched his fists and said indignantly, "But what is my surname Zhong?" It was a high-class pariah, who picked up a broken secret book from outside the cave, and felt that he had an enemy in the sky! I'm also taking pictures of myself by urinating, just this ugly appearance of a sharp-beaked monkey's gills, and I'm not qualified to show off behind you? ”

It's just that you just want to go your own way, but you want to use Da Meng as bait, poor Meng Xiaogongzi's seven limbs are tied tightly, and he praises it strongly, and he found an opportunity to escape for his life at that time, listening to the movement of the fight inside getting farther and farther away, but he didn't silently face the sky, and there were thousands of tears.

And even if Xiao Meng is brave and brave, and he has the help alone, he can only be able to draw with the battle after the spear face that flies up and down under Hachijo.

I didn't have any opinion on the fight between the seven just now, so I picked up the iron spear and used it slowly.

"Brother Fei, what should I do?" The fat man asked.

Zhong Ke's expression should be authentic: "You can definitely forget it!" ”

Zhu Fei fell into the fluttering and flashed into the bamboo forest, and the posture was said to be freehand.

Shi Yuanhui is also relaxed at all, chasing down the treetops.

I reached out and pushed the door open, and suddenly I moved slowly, my body seemed to lose its weight, and I was floating in the wind, and my clothes were raised. A red brow stick poked out of the crack in the door and poked it straight into my chest.

Zhu Fei walked through the bamboo forest, and when he walked to the back of the wooden house, he only heard a noise outside. Looking through the hole in the door panel, you can't see the corner of Dameng's shirt tied under the table.

Jiang Chen looked left and right, but he couldn't find any trace of Da Meng, and there was a little surprise on his fat face, "Is this big man going to see the power of this surnamed Zhong and defect to the past, right?" ”

The bamboo leaves are lush, and Zhu Fei is wearing Dameng's green clothes and moving among the green leaves, which is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

"Yes, if this eldest son surnamed Zhong used to look at people with his nostrils! With my virtue, I'm afraid I'm going to blow myself to the sky, and even Fan Xing'er is out of my eyes......"

Da Meng was lying alone under the table outside the wooden house, listening to the movement inside, and saw the red-clothed man chasing out, he was worried in his heart, and begged the Bodhisattva to pray to the Buddha for the triumphant return of the red-clothed man.

Zhu Fei mixed in with the back wave of students early and left.