Zhang Chulan, who was besieged by Ruhua, fought back in embarrassment, but was outnumbered, and his nose and face were swollen in a moment.

But because the distance was so close, he couldn't even use Gatling, so he could only grit his teeth, and while being beaten with a golden light spell, he shook the thunder method to meet the enemy.

He didn't fight much, he fought even less, and in the past, he used to beat others in groups, but now he has become the one who is beaten by the group, and he can't even master a reasonable way of fighting for a while.

In the encirclement attack composed of six flowers, Zhang Chulan only felt that he was like a flat boat on the stormy waves, falling into a precarious situation, and only if he was very focused, he would not be beaten.

However, with the passage of time, in just a dozen breaths, he would be caught by Ruhua because of his lack of concentration, and he would be slapped hard.

Bang Bang made two muffled sounds.

Zhang Chulan, who had just flashed a kitchen knife and a mace, was cut out of the heart by a black tiger like a flower, hit his lower abdomen, and immediately collapsed to the ground in pain.

But at this time, there is like a flower flying up in the sky, a move Guanyin sitting lotus, straight towards his crotch bone, if you smash a strong, I am afraid that the rest of your life will be unhappy.

Boom Boom!

In the flash of lightning, Zhang Chulan rushed out and flashed straight into the open wooden house.

He'd rather be beaten by two than by a group of six puppets!

But after a short time, with a miserable scream and wail, Zhang Chulan was blasted out of the wooden house by a black puppet punch.

Before he could catch his breath, Ruhua, who was waiting outside, came to besiege again.

Helplessly, under such a high-pressure environment, Zhang Chulan was knocked down again and again with a blue nose and swollen head, stood up again and again, and used his own thunder method to contend with it, not only the power of the thunder method was slowly improving, but even the combat experience was constantly improving in a short period of time.

The other side.

Qiu Rang chased Feng Baobao, and the two of them went around Biyou Village in circles, going up the wall and over the roof, making a huge noise, making a chicken, flying and jumping, even ordinary people who were not sensitive to consciousness were woken up one after another.

"Feng Baobao, you girl, stop for Lao Tzu!"

"I won't!"

Feng Baobao waved out the afterimage with both hands, and every step was very large, almost tearing the seam of the denim suspenders, she ran as she passed, and when she passed by the pigsty, she directly slapped the fence down, and glanced at the fat pig who was awakened.

The fat pig fathers, who had been tortured for a day, suddenly felt a chill in their lower bodies when they saw the familiar figure of the female devil, their eyes widened, and they ran away with their hooves screaming and rushed onto the country road.

Not only that, Feng Baobao took out a lighter from his trouser pocket again, where would he light it, and set fire to it while running, so that the villagers of Biyou, who realized it later, had no time to think about it, the fire was extinguished, and the pig was caught by the pig.

Feng Baobao, who muddied the water by himself, was even more convinced that he was the existence of the witty group, and listened to the roar of the enemy behind him, but he lowered his head and ran wildly without saying a word.

When the two of them were chasing me and circling around the village, they could also check the situation where Zhang Chulan was.

When he saw the latter, who was whipped wildly by Ruhua and the black and white puppets, Qiu couldn't help laughing, and roared retaliatorily: "I said Zhang Chulan, do you really think that the self-cultivation furnace is so good?" You also have today haha! ”

Speaking kung fu, Feng Baobao, who was sprinting in front, pulled him away a little more.

Qiu Rang's face sank, and he chased after Feng Baobao in a hurry.

Zhang Chulan, who was still fighting hard with Ruhua, when he heard Qiu Rang's ridicule, the madness in his eyes became even stronger, and the whole person played a real fire, changing the appearance of the oily head and flamboyance in the past, revealing a fierce momentum in every move.

"Shi can be killed, I can't be humiliated, master, I fought with you!"

……

Somewhere in the village, there is a wooden building, at the window of the two-story building.

Zhuge Qing, who had already woken up from his sleep, put his hands in his pockets, and stood quietly in front of the window, with the burning fire reflected in his eyes.

He had already noticed all this, but he did not intend to suppress the turmoil, or rather, he fell into some kind of tangled state.

Wang Ye, Zhang Chulan......

He chose to become the root device of Biyou Murakami, but at this moment he couldn't be ruthless and took action against these former friends and companions.

But in his heart, there was an alternative voice sounding: "Wang also has a Qimen after the wind, Zhang Chulan has a Qi body, with the strength of the two of them, what can you do even if you make a move?" It's just a clown. ”

"Suppress, suppress them all, so that Ma Xianhong will teach you the complete god-level hundred refinements, and you can also master the Eight Wonder Skills, and you will no longer have to worry about being surpassed by others!"

"Didn't you come here to Biyou Village to covet the magic of the gods? Let's do it, let's do it......"

One thought after another surfaced in his heart, and was quickly buried, Zhuge Qing was calm on the surface, but his hands in his pockets were pinched out of beads of sweat.

……

At the same time, halfway up the mountain.

When the company's help arrived, they were also stunned.

The pool of blood was mixed with the black current whirlpool, among which lay horizontally and vertically, one by one, with mutilated corpses, and there were more than a dozen people.

And in the battlefield, Zhang Lingyu opened and closed with one move, manipulating the water and dirty yin thunder, and even relied on his own strength to compete with the four upper root devices led by Ma Xianhong!

Looking at this clear form, it is obvious that the Lingyu Dao Master is surrounded, and after killing eleven enemies, he still has spare strength, fighting with Ma Xianhong and others.

On the center side of the battlefield, Xia He, who was in a hurry but couldn't make a move, was stopped by Zhang Lingyu whenever he wanted to enter the game.

So she could only watch anxiously, and at the same time secretly used her own mental cholera technique to interfere with the group in Biyou Village from time to time to relieve the pressure on Zhang Lingyu.

"I didn't expect that in a short period of time, the change in the Lingyu Dao Elder would be so great."

Xiao Zizai's eyes showed a strange light, and he watched Zhang Lingyu's every move, especially when he looked at the broken corpses all over the ground, he couldn't help but become excited.

He actually found a trace of "the same kind" in Zhang Lingyu's body.

"On weekdays, Lingyu Dao Chang gives me the feeling of being as warm as jade, how can he show his sharpness at this moment, the murderous intent is strong, and it is even more like a knife that makes me feel dazzling... It's like two people. ”

Lao Meng put on his glasses and was very surprised, but when he saw Chen Duo, who was in a coma on the boulder not far away, he was suddenly confused, and hurriedly rushed forward to check the situation.

The black pipe sighed and praised: "With more than one enemy but not falling behind, the strength of this Lingyu is more than a star and a half stronger than I imagined." ”

These discerning people can see that in the battlefield, the four upper root tools are just playing a role in containment, and what is really fighting with Zhang Lingyu is Ma Xianhong, who is also surging in breath.

The latter is heavily armed and full of high-grade magic weapons!

(End of chapter)