Sun Ce and Zixin knife whipped back and forth, and after seven moves in a row, the more they fought, the more aggrieved they became. Zixin hid behind Xuanwu's turtle shell the whole time, and for a while she showed her head and whipped it, for a while she put it on the ground, for a while she came to the left and for a moment she came to the right, just like playing eagle and catching chickens with Sun Ce.

The most infuriating thing is her change of tricks. I don't know how she practiced it, as long as the whip came into contact with Sun Ce's ghost head knife, she would immediately use her strength to bend around and whip him in the neck or back.

These little tricks of hers were originally children's tricks, Sun Ce was dressed in Lushan Purple Qigong to protect his body, and these whips were equivalent to tickling. But Zixin is bad, and she specializes in tearing clothes. The whip rolled up, revealing its back. Pumping his elbow and curling, the biceps muscles were exposed.

When he hit the seventh move, the leather armor buckle on Sun Ce's chest was swept away. His heart armor purged down, and he smacked on his body, which was uncomfortable.

"Don't be impatient, she slipped you! You let her slip! Wait for her to make a flaw. Bu Gongzi's soul roar continued outside the field.

The people of the eight factions watching the battle looked at Bu Gongzi for a while, and looked at Sun Ce for a while, and they all thought that Bu Gongzi was Sun Ce's father?

"Look at you, your face is red and your neck is thick, and your brain is about to explode, how do you fight people, can you calm down? Why are you so tired of talking to you? Don't be impatient! You have to be calm! Do you understand calmness? Do you want to win?"

"Hey, hey, hey, don't use the second skill directly, use the first skill to blur first, and then the second skill to receive the basic attack!"

"What are you doing, what are you doing? Are you going to sail a boat? Hey, pay attention to Xuanwu!"

Sun Ce didn't think about anything in his mind anymore, he wanted to kill Zixin in one go. He slid sideways through the three waves of the Yangtze River, the osprey rushed to the lightning and changed direction, and the ghost head knife was unfurled, and the blade broke through the wind like thunder, and cut at her brain.

As expected, Zixin predicted the move and dodged. But Sun Ce roared, Ling Bo slashed and accumulated to the peak, the hidden dragon turned into a cold ice dragon boat, the long knife urged the waves, and slammed into Zi Xin, who had reached the limit, and if he didn't succeed, he would become a benevolent.

However, Xuanwu, who was moving slowly, had already sealed the front of Zixin in time at this moment, and just happened to collide with Sun Ce's cold ice dragon boat face to face. All of Sun Ce's actions have long been in the prediction of Zixin and Xiao Xuanwu.

With a bang, Sun Ce and Xuanwu flew backwards at the same time. Xuanwu landed into a shell. Zi Xin flew on the shell, stepping on the round turtle shell, like stepping on Hot Wheels, and crushed Sun Ce.

Sun Ce was knocked to the point that the hidden dragon collapsed, and the qi exploded, and a hundred joints in his body were in pain. Seeing Zixin rolling over, he couldn't dodge, and was firmly pressed under the turtle shell.

"Ahh

"Oops, you've used all your skills backwards. It's supposed to be three-two-one! You're two-one-three...... Be...... Send ~~~~~!" Bu Gongzi's soul roared through the sky.

Zi Xin's last whip was pulled out, and Sun Ce's half-paralyzed body was rolled up into the sky.

"Xin'er, be merciful. Lei Changye hurriedly said.

"Hey!" Zi Xin smiled, and the whip was retracted.

Sun Ce slammed his back to the sky and landed on the edge of Kaimeng Square, right in front of Bu Gongzi and Song Gongzi.

Sun Ce struggled to open his eyes with the last of his strength, wanting to see what this bastard who had been croaking in his ears was like. What caught my eye was two big fat men.

A big fat man covered half of his face with his fat hand, and helplessly handed a large stack of Yangzhou flying money in his pocket to another big fat man next to him.

"You ......" Sun Ce wanted to open his mouth with a mouth full of blood.

"Don't you know how to play Sun Ce?" the fat man who gave the money squinted at him, "Martial arts, it has to look at people! ”

Sun Ce spurted blood and fainted.

There was a moment of silence in Kaimeng Square. Yun Shan, Le Feiling and Fang Qiangyu, who opened their mouths to challenge the thunder long night, felt a lot of pressure.

Sun Ce's performance just now can't be said to be amazing, but every step was predicted in advance by Zi Xin and cleverly suppressed. This is just a four-rank peak martial arts exorcist.

Lei Changye's rank is in the middle fifth grade, and it is said that he is also an exorcist. If this fights, it is unimaginable how powerful he will be.

But as the descendants of the Tang legend, their confidence in themselves is extremely strong. Now they must consider Sun Ce's performance to be a special case. They are not the same as him.

Le Feiling is the second to provoke trouble, so he will be the second in order. He stood up abruptly and tightened the strap on his shoulders. He carried a holster of four flying guns behind his back. He still had two more in his hand, a total of six throwing guns.

As the number one master of the Shenwu Trap Formation Hall, his Feiyan Huixiang Spear is a must-have in Guanzhong. After a shot, the person will chase the flying spear forward. Regardless of whether the throwing spear hits the target or not, he will accelerate in front of the enemy under the cover of the flying spear cape and kill him with one shot.

If the opponent dodges, he will accelerate forward, hit the backhand flying gun again, and then chase the flying gun with his body to kill, and so on repeatedly, as fast as lightning.

In the process of rushing and killing, his throwing spear will be inserted into the battlefield, he will charge back and forth according to the landing point of the flying spear, the flying spear will never miss, and the six guns will take turns to shoot until the enemy is covered in blood and died.

The most critical point of this way of marksmanship is the integration of man and gun, and the speed of man must catch up with the rate of fire of the flying gun, so as to stimulate the fastest move.

Le Feiling's swallow flying cloud longitudinal light gong is known as the fastest light gong in Jiangbei, and it is as famous as Bai Kui's flower moon shines on the north and south of the three rivers. So he is the only master in Guanzhong who can use the Feiyan Huixiang Spear.

It was Bi Yike who dealt with him. is also a master of making guns, and Emei spears have a brilliant record.

Today's Bi Yike's silver helmet and silver armor are all Lei Changye's new new rune armor outfit for her, which is not only amazing in defense, but also heroic, and with her tiger head and bright silver spear, it is like the reincarnation of Fan Lihua.

Le Feiling came to the field with a gun and glanced around Bi Yike: "Isn't the girl a spirit exorcist?

Bi Yike grinned: "Alas, that thing is not suitable for me." ”

Le Fei Elder breathed a sigh of relief and smiled confidently.

"Brother Bu, do you see who wins and who loses in this game?"

"Alas~~~~, it's not interesting. You don't have to bet with me this time, do you? Ouch, the young man is so young, it's gone. Bu Gongzi said listlessly.

"Forget it, when I didn't ask. ”

Le Feiling's hairs stood up, this ...... He secretly made up his mind, guarded against arrogance and rashness, and used all his strength to beat Bi Yike like the sect master of the same sect.

"Die!" As soon as Le Feiling got out, he shot out, and his body chased the gun, and the shot was the Feiyan Huixiang gun that shocked the world.

"Poof-" Bi Yike's figure disappeared all of a sudden.

So fast! I didn't expect to meet a master of light skills! Le Feiling's eyes narrowed into a slit. At this time, his eyes were too late to react, and he had to listen to the wind to distinguish the shape, otherwise he would be slow to shoot.

One shot, two shots, four shots, six shots!

Le Feiling chased Bi Yike's wind-breaking trajectory and stabbed with six shots in a row. What shocked him was that Bi Yike dodged all of them with his body alone, and did not try to fight back at all, as if the peerless master had given him six moves in a row.

Lefeiling rushed back to where the first gun was, trying to lift the gun stuck in the dirt. The moment he touched the barrel of the gun, the gale crushed his body.

Bi Yike finally made a move, a simple single gun stab.

"Legs!" Lei Changye shouted eagerly through the square. Poof! Le Fei was inspired by a sharp pain in his foot and stomach. His people were shot into the sky. Bi Yike's figure staggered past him, turned around and flung him, and a gun was pumped on his back, Le Feiling was in pain, and the whole person fell to the ground like a pocket.

Coincidentally, he also fell in the same position as Sun Ce, right in front of Bu Gongzi and Song Gongzi.

"It's obviously giving up. Why did you only think of picking up all six shots when they were released? Isn't this waiting for Bi Yike to predict the stab?" Song Gongzi couldn't help but say.

"It's not all his fault. Bi Yike's Tianwu is almost eight grades, there is no need to fight hard with others, he can't fight at all. Bu Gongzi sighed weirdly.

Le Feiling was so wronged that he wanted to cry, he didn't give up, he worked hard. But...... He twisted around and peeked at Bi Yike. It was only at this time that he saw Bi Yike sitting down, and he didn't know when he rode a tiger with wings. That terrifying aura is completely the pinnacle of the seventh grade.

Le Feiling's tears came out. Liar! Doesn't that mean it's not an exorcist?

At this time, Bi Yike jumped down from the flying tiger, hugged the tiger's head and kissed it fiercely, and then took out a purple gold gourd and shook it. The flying tiger swooped into the gourd.

"Poof......" Le Feiling opened his mouth and squirted out a mouthful of wronged blood. It turns out that this is not a spirit exorcist, but a treasure refiner! Who are these people under Lei Changye!

"Hey, hey, hey, come on, take this thing away and feed it! Don't you see that everyone is crying in pain?"

Le Feiling finally felt Sun Ce's pain. He wanted to pass out too, but he was still a little close. This made him feel more painful than Sun Ce.

Two Yin generals rushed over and put him on a stretcher.

"I really cried. Isn't it the hero who was written into the play by Boss Lei?, why is it so fragile?" Song Gongzi shouted in surprise.

"Bi Yike is so powerful, he was beaten and cried. Bu Gongzi shrugged his shoulders.

"Probably not, probably after passing out. ”

"Perhaps, when you pass out, your eyes are uncontrollable, and it's hard to say if you shed tears. Are you sure he's unconscious?"

"You should faint, and it's a shame to cry when you wake up. ”

Le Feiling tilted his head and pretended to faint firmly.

In the next game, Wang Mang stood on the field early with his wooden gun. The third person to stir up trouble was Fang Qiangyu, who stood up with a heavy heart and picked up his Autumn Wind Knife.

Before walking to the center of the field, he couldn't help but squint at Bu Gongzi and Song Gongzi: Do you think I still have a chance?