Escape!

Run!

Qinggu and Huang Su looked panicked, looking back from time to time, hearing the sound of fighting getting closer and closer, their expressions couldn't help but become more and more nervous.

Huang Su was even more annoyed in his heart.

If Qinggu hadn't led people to the temple, he shouldn't have been fine.

As a result, in order to escape for his life, Qinggu did not hesitate to lead the water to the east, exposing the rudder of the White Lotus Sect, and transferring firepower to him is simply damned.

"Both."

Crossing an alley, before he could catch his breath, a figure had already blocked the way:

"Where is this going?"

The person who came was wearing a long shirt and a sword hanging from his waist, and his figure was not strong, but he had a high-spirited atmosphere, which made people feel broken.

It is the founder who has been paying attention to the situation in the field.

"Michicho Aoya."

He looked at Aoya and stepped closer:

"The Taoist didn't say that he had lived in the Narcissus Causeway for a long time, but Fang Mou had been looking for it there for a long time, but he had never been able to see him again."

"Luckily!"

"I was finally able to meet the Taoist leader today."

Ever since he knew that he had fallen under the spell of others, Fang Zheng thought of the fortune teller he met one day.

how

The other party knew that the curse had been revealed, and he never showed up in the Narcissus Causeway again, so he could only inquire about the name of the Qinggu Daoist.

"Is that you?" Qinggu stared at Fangzheng and gritted his teeth:

"The surname Fang, it's really a way to heaven that you don't go, and hell has no door to cast, just ......"

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

"Pemba!"

Four gunshots rang out in a row, interrupting Aoya's speech.

His body trembled, he slowly lowered his head, looked at the blood slowly oozing from his body with an incredible expression, and stretched out his hands to grasp something.

pity

He couldn't catch anything.

The whole person fell to the ground, and his consciousness was overwhelmed by the endless darkness.

The effective range of the pistol is fifty meters, and the body of the three-blooded warrior within ten meters cannot be stopped, not to mention that one of the shots also hits the center of the mouth.

There is no chance of being spared.

"Do you really think I'm willing to talk nonsense to you?" Fang front pan disdain:

"It's just a matter of getting closer to make it easier to aim."

As he spoke, he moved the pistol and aimed it at Huang Su, who was frozen in the clouds on the side, a hint of banter flashed in his eyes, and he made a soft sound in his mouth.

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

Huang Su's body trembled, his heart was cold, and he didn't realize that something was wrong until he came back to his senses.

"Don't be nervous." Fangzheng shrugs:

"There's no bullet in the gun."

Although "......" didn't understand what it meant to have no bullets, Huang Su knew that he had been tricked, and immediately rushed over with a roar:

"Fuck you!"

He ran extremely fast, and his short-range bursts were even more astonishing, dodging to get closer, and kicking his legs towards Fangzheng's head like a whip.

High kicks are easy to be caught against enemies, but Huang Su is so good at kicking that he can change his kicks in mid-air.

The legs are like whips, the feet are like axes, and the strength can break wood.

Fang Zheng's eyes froze, and he didn't have time to draw the knife, he put the gun in his hand to his waist, raised one leg up, and crackled his trousers in the wind.

Twelve Tan legs!

Magpie kicks plum tip!

This style is understated, and the strength is restrained and restrained, which actually forced Huang Susheng to retreat.

"Good legs!"

Huang Su roared and pounced again.

He didn't dare to give Fang Zheng a chance to breathe, lest he use the 'secret weapon' again, and he was also afraid that the opponent would pull out his blade and it would be equally unfavorable to him.

This is to do everything you have learned, your legs are like wheels, your attack is fast, and you even roll up the dust on the ground.

"Humph!"

Fang Zheng's mouth was muffled, his body did not retreat but advanced, and the twelve Tan legs rolled up in a storm.

The mandarin duck kicks in a row, smashes the wheels, and swings the lotus leaf legs in the wind......

The two of them were entangled and collided with each other with their four legs in the air, and they all met the enemy with fierce strength, and it was difficult to distinguish between high and low for a while.

"You're so good at legs?"

Huang Su's body turned back, landed steadily, and showed surprise on his face:

"The surname Fang, you hide so deeply!"

"It's just a leg method, it's nothing." Fang Zheng turned one leg to the sky, slowly retracted, and the expression on his face was indifferent:

"Your Excellency, although the leg technique is good, it is a pity that it is still one point worse than the sky-turning harrier."

"Do you know Xu Cong?" Huang Su was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes contracted:

"You killed him?"

"You know?" Fang Zheng smiled lightly when he heard this:

"That's right, Your Excellency might as well go down and accompany him."

"Don't be ashamed." Huang Su snorted coldly:

"You're just a bloody warrior......"

"Huh!"

Before he finished speaking, the square on the opposite side had already dodged and rushed, his feet were linked, and his legs kicked out in the air, and the speed was almost nowhere to be seen.

Shadowless legs!

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

Huang Su hurriedly responded, collided with his four legs, and made a judgment this time.

"Click!"

The sound of broken leg bones rang out.

"Ahh

Huang Su screamed and fell to the ground, rolling on the ground with his right leg in both hands, his face was covered with cold sweat, and he looked at Fang Zheng who was coming with a frightened face.

"Two Bloods ......"

"Copper skin, iron bones, you have already cultivated the second qi and blood!"

"Not bad." Fang Zheng stretched his muscles and nodded:

"Thanks to you, Fang Mou has never practiced martial arts as hard as he did during this time, so he was able to make a breakthrough a few days ago."

It is precisely because of the breakthrough to the second blood martial artist, who feels that he has a certain amount of self-preservation power, he will come out of the Sanqingguan to set up this game, and it really works.

"Say!"

He took a step forward, clasped the back of Huang Su's neck with one hand, and used his palm to restrain the opponent's resistance, and asked:

"Where is Hu Yanting, the seventh leader of the Green Wolf Gang?"

"Seven-gear head?" Huang Su's facial muscle twitches:

"Why do you ask this?"

"I asked you, not you." Fang Zheng's face was cold, and he suddenly slammed his palm on Huang Su's left arm, and his strength exploded.

"Click!"

With his second qi and blood, his strength is comparable to that of a strong bull, and he broke his arm bones with one palm.

"Ahh

Huang Su screamed, his body shaking wildly.

"Say!"

Fang Zheng spoke again:

"Where's Hu Yanting?"

"Fuck you!"

"Click!"

His right arm was smashed by a palm again, Huang Su's body arched into a prawn, his eyes almost lost his mind due to severe pain, and his mouth was panting desperately.

"Don't say it?"

Founder's Squint:

"There is a backbone, it just so happens that Fang has pondered some methods of torture, but he has not been able to verify it, and he bothers Your Excellency to be a test subject."

As he spoke, he twisted his hands and gently pinched one of Huang Su's fingers.

"Click!"

"Ahh

The terrible screams sounded in the dark night, and the frightened surrounding families closed their doors and windows tightly, not daring to make the slightest movement, and even the watchdogs were silent.

A moment later.

I said...... I said......"

Huang Su struggled to speak:

"Give me a good time!"

"Where's Hu Yanting?" Fang Zheng asked again.

This person should be the murderer of his uncle, who was not killed in the encirclement and suppression of the imperial court last year, and his whereabouts are still unknown.

Huang Su is also a member of the Green Wolf Gang, so he should know Hu Yanting's whereabouts.

That's why he kept his mouth alive, and as for the bullets......

Pistol bullets are mostly a dozen.

Although there is not much left.

But it's not exhausted.

"He fled with the big boss to Changtu Mansion."

"Big boss?" Fang Zheng was stunned:

"Isn't your big boss green wolf already beheaded?"

"Phew!" Huang Su opened his mouth and spat at the blood foam:

"The great master is invincible, he is a master of dual cultivation of martial arts, and he is also a white lotus divine envoy, how can he die so easily, they just deliberately said so for the sake of inviting merit and reward."

"Sooner or later, one day will ......"

"The big boss will come back, and you will all die by then!"

"Peng!"

Fang Zheng's gloomy face fell, hitting the opponent's temple, completely extinguishing the vitality of Huang Su's body.

With a slight groan, he flipped over the two of them.

touching the corpse,

This skill is a must-have for travelers.

"Huh?"

"There's really something good."

There was something on Qinggu's body, so that Fang Zheng, who didn't have much hope, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.