The horizon gradually shimmered, and a shallow morning sun faintly smudged everyone.

Wolf Mountain Town at the foot of Wolf Mountain, in front of the "Spring Breeze is Not Drunk" restaurant.

A few ancient trees, their leaves rustling in the breeze, seem to mock the impermanence of the human world.

The Gale Dart Team had already gone far, and they took several corpses on the ground with them as they left. These people are their partners, their brothers, and they are going to send their brothers home.

No matter how far the road is, people will always go home when they die, and the pension will be twice as much as that of the general dart game, which is the principle of the Gale Dart game.

A gang, a dart game, can gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes, there is always a reason for them.

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"Spring Breeze is Not Drunk" restaurant, now there are only four people left, Sun Jian, Wang Bao, Sikong Bu, and Ximen who followed out of the restaurant.

There is no one against three.

When Wang Bao's fist hit Sikong Bu's left abdomen, Sikong Bu still said: "It's good!" There was no fear on his face.

In such a situation, of course, it is impossible for him to use fist to fist, and the weapon in his left hand, which looks like a knife but not a sword, goes down and chops at Wang Leopard's fist with a knife.

Wang Bao looked at the momentum of this sword and knife, and had to turn his fist into a palm and slapped it diagonally towards Sikong Bu's left hand.

Sikong Bu's left hand turned up and outward in a continuous way, and the sword and knife changed to a sword move, and instead of defending the counterattack, he stabbed Wang Leopard's right chest.

Simon on the side looked at it very clearly, and exclaimed and reminded: "Boss, don't fight hard, this guy is invulnerable." ”

Wang Bao's heart sank, fortunately, Ximen spoke in time, according to his temper, he must be fighting hard with a sword and knife, and he must let Sikong not taste his iron palm.

Sikong is too weird in martial arts, not only is the speed unattainable by ordinary people, but the resistance to blows is also incredible. I had used my flesh and blood to take the knives and hammers of the two dart masters before, and I don't know what kind of armor I was wearing or what kind of Qimen Kung Fu I had practiced. If Wang Bao fights hard this time, he will have to suffer.

Wang Bao withdrew his palm in time, and his body changed from offense to defense a little sluggish. Fortunately, at this moment, Sun Jian's treasure knife was carrying a sharp wind whistle, and it had already slashed in front of him.

Wang Bao took advantage of the cover of Sun Jian's knife, turned around, lifted his right foot, and kicked Sikong Bu's waist fiercely.

Sikong did not use the sword in his left hand to resist Sun Jian's knife, and the long whip in his right hand dragged back. Between pushing and pulling, the body turned half a circle and let go of Wang Leopard's leg.

Wang Leopard's right leg hit the ground, and the man also took a step forward, attacking Sikong Bu with both fists. He thought that even if ordinary people were wearing armor, they rarely had them wrapped around their buttocks, because it was inconvenient to sit down. I haven't heard of any powerful martial arts in the ass, how can I use my ass to hurt people?

Sikong Bu was fighting with Sun Jian with the sword in his left hand and the long whip in his right hand, and he had just turned around, and his moves were exhausted.

Ximen let out a muffled shout, and when he saw Wang Leopard's fists hit Si Kongfu, he waved the iron ruler in his hand to join the battle group. With his understanding of Wang Leopard's skills, this blow must be sent away. If you don't pick up a ready-made bargain at this time, when will you stay?

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Sikong Bu didn't fly, but Wang Leopard took a step back.

Wang Leopard's fist hit Sikong Bu's ass like hitting a boulder. Even if it was a real stone wall, the iron fist of the king leopard was enough to break it, and the ass of the commonplace was harder and firmer than the stone wall.

Wang Bao didn't feel pain, his fist suddenly stopped, and he lost his direction in a daze when he hit Sikong Bu's buttocks. He felt a strange force that attracted, defused, and even counterattacked, surging out, making him have to retreat.

Without armor, what kind of incredible martial arts is this?

The most terrifying thing is that the internal force that comes out of Sikong Bu's hips at this time is actually endless, and it is getting stronger and stronger.

Sikong Bu's left-handed sword and knife were stuck with Sun Jian's sword at this time, as if they were tightly sucked by a magnet and could no longer be separated. The long whip in his right hand seemed to shrink on its own, getting shorter and shorter, and straightening as if it would break at any moment.

A red cloud appeared on Sun Jian's face, and he had obviously used more than eighty percent of his strength. He didn't dare to do his best, he had his own reason, the long whip that was obviously stretched was broken at the touch of a button, but it was just constantly pulling, and the internal force of Sikong was too strange to explain.

Simon was slapping the iron ruler in his left hand on the back of Sikong Bu's right hand, only to feel that a huge force was backlashing.

Sikong Bu is going all out to deal with Sun Jian and Wang Bao, and the internal strength cultivation of these two people can be said to be outstanding in the rivers and lakes.

But obviously in Wang Bao's opinion, this Sikong, who is almost the same as himself in terms of internal strength cultivation and slightly inferior to Sun Jian, does not face the joint attack of the two, but he seems to be at ease.

Sikong Bu's right shoulder shook slightly, and the iron ruler that Simon was pressed against his right hand shook incredibly.

Ximen couldn't hold the iron ruler anymore, and felt two forces surging towards him at the same time, one fierce and domineering, and the other thick and long. He had to let go of his right hand, and if he didn't let go, his wrist would have to be broken.

Rao was like this, he still felt that the fierce and domineering internal force still came one step earlier, like a fist suddenly hit his chest.

Simon's eyes were full of stars, and there was a sweet fishy smell in his throat, and a large mouthful of blood spurted into Sikong's blood-stained white clothes.

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Wang Bao felt a pain in his heart and said with concern: "How are you?"

Simon took a few steps back on tiptoe, fortunately his light skills were not weak, and said with a wry smile: "I can't die yet, even this guy is too strong, how can two forces attack me at once?"

Sikong didn't see Wang Bao competing with himself for internal strength and was almost at the point of life and death, and he could still ask questions, and his expression was also tense. In the agitation and squeezing of several internal forces, he opened his eyes and wanted to speak, but he didn't dare to speak.

The person involved is confused, Simon Bo's intervention, on the surface, seems to be a disservice, but on the contrary, he untied two long whips that were too tight. In fact, Sun Jian's frowning brows suddenly unfolded.

It turns out that this is commonplace, not that the real internal force is incredibly strong, but that he has a peculiar method to pull the received internal force in his body. Therefore, he just fused and converged the internal forces uploaded by Sun Jian's left and right hands to resist Wang Leopard's fist. Later, it was even possible to move the extra after these two internal forces were balanced by each other to the iron ruler that Ximen had slapped on the ground......

Sun Jian had heard of such martial arts before, but he never dared to believe it. Because of this kind of internal strength method of borrowing strength, the premise is that the caster's own internal force must be far above several opponents, so that he can effectively control several internal forces to restrain each other for his own use. Even so, if you are not careful, if you are not properly controlled, the opponent's internal force will be reversed, which will hurt the meridians of the caster at least and endanger your life.

This kind of internal strength, until the last resort, until you are sure, you will never dare to do it easily.

This is commonplace, but he can take the risk of exerting it without his internal strength having an advantage over either party, Sun Jian has to admire his courage.

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The sky was brighter, and the morning bell of the ancient temple on the distant mountain could be heard in the distance.

While...... While...... While......

Misty mountains in the distance, trees with gray branches in the distance.

There is a little hint of early morning coolness in the solemn and solemn, there is an emerald bird, fluttering its wings and passing through the air, just like a freehand landscape painting of "Morning Bell Frightened Birds".

woke up the person in the dream with a word, Wang Bao should also have thought through the mystery because of Simon's boring words.

He looked at Sun Jian and then at Sikong No, with a smile of understanding and admiration in his eyes.

Sikong didn't understand, Sun Jian and Wang Bao had already seen through his strength, and if they continued to entangle, once the two found a breakthrough, it would be difficult to get out of the way.

Under the combined attack of the two masters, Sikong Bu sighed, and the sword and long whip in his hand broke with this shout.

Wang Bao found that the buttocks that had been strong above the stone wall had suddenly become fluffy like a ball of cotton. Just when he was startled, the lump of cotton seemed to have turned into a fish that had just been caught alive, and the fish was wet and slimy, and swam away from the hands of the king leopard.

When I looked at it again, the fish had jumped back into the lake, and Sikong Bu had already left the three of them five feet away......

Ximen Bo has always felt that his light skills are not weak, and then he realized that in front of this commonplace, he can almost only be called running away, which is not light work.

At this moment, Sikong couldn't get rid of the combined attack of the two masters, and he actually had time to run under the tree and take away his box.

A simple and ordinary person, a mouthful of ordinary and simple boxes.

The secrets in his box must not be known to others.

This person, the speed of the last to come, the internal force of the force, the ghostly light skill, and this box that can change all kinds of different weapons at any time, is terrifying.