The five brothers of Biluohu are of similar age, their skills are comparable, and their moves are almost the same. Moreover, Feng Wanli betrayed the master, which means to guard the master's door, killing the junior brother is like fratricide, and the move is like a side attack, like a dark fragrance floating shadow. The other four people wanted to inherit Zhao Mingxiu's mantle, and their killing intent was wrapped in their hearts, and they made every inch, like the scorching momentum of the red sun.

After dozens of rounds of fighting, Feng Wanli was one against four, and only suffered some minor injuries, which was incredible.

Zhao Mingxiu is a master of martial arts, and he knows the mystery at a glance. The four of them all want to inherit everything they have in the name of righteousness, although they have the intention to kill the traitor Feng Wanli, but they also have their own ghosts, no one wants Feng Wanli to die under the sword of the other three, and at the first opportunity, they will mess up the "assassination operation" of others, and try to keep the opportunity to blade Feng Wanli to themselves.

Since Feng Wanli got into contact with the four of them, he gradually found that the four of them had their own selfish intentions and intended to break them one by one, but the opportunity was always fleeting, and they had more than enough strength but not enough strength. Seeing several wounds on his body, blood dripping everywhere and anytime, it is impossible to solve the dead end. In order to avoid too much torture, he wanted to die, but it was difficult to fulfill his wish. The four of them already regarded him as a monkey, and if they didn't play enough, they wouldn't let him die easily.

There is no doubt that he will die, but he can't die quickly, Feng Wanli was indignant, and learned from Jiang Yulang on the side, leaning against the ruins of the broken wall, avoiding worries, and facing the enemy head-on. Whoever has the heart to hurt or kill him, stabbing him with a sword, will definitely receive a sword in return, regardless of whether it loses both, regardless of its death, as long as it does not lose its aura during the fight.

Although Feng Wanli had the intention of begging for death, he was also engrossed in the enemy, forgetting the love of his teacher who had been fed in his arms for decades. Seeing that the junior brother in the middle was attacking with a sword, he didn't dodge, and sent a sword, just asking whose sword tip to pierce the opponent's body first. When the junior brother saw this, he couldn't help but be startled, and hurriedly stepped up like an ape climbing a tree, dodging Feng Wanli's lifeless stab, and then volleyed into the air to attack hard, and retreated with the help of Feng Wanli's palm.

The two of them made a few moves, and the fight was very tight, so that the martial arts were similar, and they were afraid that the dead would be defeated and retreat, and the other three would look at it. I thought to myself, the swordsmanship I learned was similar to Feng Wanli, and some swordsmanship had to be taught by him Feng Wanli, even if they had their own attainments, but the rationale was the same, and there was a context to be found, if you want to win Feng Wanli one-on-one, it seems impossible.

But seeing that the four of them glanced at each other, they rushed forward, and attacked with a move, their palms were like axes and hammers, their legs were like spears, and their swords were like black and white. But Feng Wanli was not afraid of being killed, he only sought to hurt the enemy, and he fought extremely calmly, unpretentiously, and occasionally showed a sharp edge, which frightened the attackers to dodge. It seems that if the four of them want to win, it is really not easy, and after fighting for a long time, I am afraid that without their help, Feng Wanli will also kill himself when he is exhausted.

The four of them should have seen this, and they all knew it. I thought to myself, it was better to wear out Feng Wanli's fighting spirit one-on-one first, and when he was completely desperate to commit suicide with a sword, it would be up to him to see who could shoot faster and make up for the sword.

The mind has been decided, and one person said: "Second senior brother, you and I have been in the same family for many years, if we deceive the more and the less, we will be disappointed in the same family." Let me come and meet you first, if you are defeated, it will not be too late for other junior brothers to go up. ”

Feng Wanli laughed: "Okay, third junior brother, it's up to you." ”

Yang Ruri hung his sword and arched his hand: "Senior brother, please!" Flashed forward and stabbed out with a sword.

Feng Wanli eliminated his desire for death, followed with a sword, and fought against Yang Ruri with a normal heart.

But as soon as he got started, Yang Ruri immediately secretly complained bitterly, the speed of the other party's moves, the essence of change, the thickness of internal force, and the prudence of law, he really has the demeanor of a first-class master. Even when the master was in his heyday thirty years ago, the essence of swordsmanship was only like that. Hurriedly cheered up the spirit, performed a small maneuver of kung fu, and shuttled in Feng Wanli's sword light, sometimes he had no choice but to use dangerous tricks to turn the crisis and force back Feng Wanli's sharp sword moves. In such a situation, Feng Wanli always took a step back and did not fight with him, it seemed that Zhizhu was in his hands, but he couldn't bear it.

The other three looked at it, and in terms of the skills of the two of them, the second senior brother obviously won more than one step over the third senior brother, not only let the third senior brother go through more than 20 moves, but also let him retreat with his whole body, which seemed to be puzzled. I thought to myself, can I be so lucky? If that's the case, then it's time to go on it yourself, and it's best to find an opportunity to kill him with a sword.

Seeing that Yang Ruri was defeated, one person stepped forward, hung his sword and hugged his fist and said, "Second senior brother, don't show mercy to your subordinates." "I thought to myself, since I told you not to show mercy to your subordinates, if you are killed by me with a sword because of your mercy, I can only blame you for being stupid, and I don't need to feel guilty.

Feng Wanli hugged his sword and saluted back: "Fourth junior brother, it's all up to you." ”

I saw Liu Zhongtian reciting the sword trick with his left hand, drawing a circle, shaking the wrist of his right hand, counting the green light, bullying him forward, and a sword stabbed out horizontally, forcing Feng Wanli's chest. This move came very quickly, and Feng Wanli didn't have time to dismantle it, so he took a step back. Liu Zhongtian won with one move, hehe Yile, kicked his right foot to the ground, and his body popped to the left, as if he had a spring under his feet, and suddenly flew up, and his feet kicked out quickly in mid-air. Feng Wanli didn't want to hurt his legs with his sword, so he took a step back and swung his sword to protect the door. Liu Zhongtian was very proud, left and right, forward and backward, and used his fists and feet indiscriminately, forcing Feng Wanli to retreat again and again, and he was dazzled by the other two junior disciples whose martial arts were not as good as his.

Suddenly heard a sneering sound, Liu Zhongtian was hit by a sword on the trouser tube of his right leg, although he did not hurt his muscles and bones, his pants were cut out of a long hole, and the flesh at the hole began to crawl with blood. Liu Zhongtian was ashamed and angry, and with a move of "sailing against the current", he attacked Feng Wanli again, and the tip of the sword attacked Feng Wanli's lifeline from the bottom up.

Feng Wanli thought that the victory and defeat just now had been divided, and Liu Zhongtian would definitely be interested in it, so he collected his sword and retreated to the battlefield. Who expected him to come like this, he was very disappointed in his heart, and he couldn't block the sword in place, and cut off Liu Zhongtian's wrist holding the sword alive, so painful that Liu Zhongtian's eyes were full of tears, blood was sprinkled all over the ground, and there was a sad voice in his mouth.

A swordsman who can't even hold a sword is no different from death.

When the other three saw such a tragic situation, they immediately rose up with one heart and one mind, and rushed forward with a desire for revenge. The four of them fought together in an instant, and there was no more love for the same family, only the thought of life and death. For a while, the shadow of the sword flew, the cold light was dotted, and the blood and water flew sideways.

When the heavens saw it, they forced the sunset to set in the west quickly, and the earth saw it, blowing up bursts of sand and dust, and out of sight was clean.

Besides, Jiang Yulang fought against four people by one person, exchanging one wound for a dignity, and once dozens of wounds were obtained, his arrogance could soar to the sky.

The four black-clothed men who besieged him all admired him, and if it was possible, they really wanted to worship him, be a brother, and call him a big brother. But are there really so many possibilities in the world? The way is different, and you do not conspire with each other, and you have already held your sword against each other, and you are better than enemies if you are not enemies.