He Lantian, a dog thief, is used to committing adultery and robbery, but he never thought that one day he would get on my head. ”

The more Situ Hou Sun spoke, the more excited he became, and his eyes were already red. Angry with hatred, he was unaware that his clenched teeth broke the corners of his mouth.

"Those who have achieved great things should know that women are like clothes, so why should they be so obsessed?"

Murong Qi said lightly, but he didn't know how he could understand Situ Housun's state of mind, who had always been unkind. At such a sharp moment, his words just crossed the last bottom line of the sad person.

"You fart!"

Angry to the limit, hating to the heart, Situ Hou Sun no longer cared about the martial arts of the comer, and drew a strange arc with the short knife in his hand with the momentum of thunder, and went straight to the thousand-faced scholar.

"Hmph, today you and I can only have one person who walks out of here alive and looks at the sword!"

After saying a word to look at the sword, the thousand-faced scholar Murong Qi made a move that was his own unique skill. With a flick of the mourning sword in his hand, he first intercepted Situ Housun's blade, followed by a turn of steps, and the whole person stood up in mid-air with his head down.

The swift sword shadows struck on Situ Housun's head in turn, and each sword carried the cold aura on the blade, making the hairs on his body tremble.

Seeing that his killing move had appeared, Situ Housun did not dare to slack off. The short knife swirled from his head, and the sword light set off a huge force with his strength, shaking Murong Qi's sword shadow away.

"It's really good, with your current combat strength, if you return to the Flying Star Pavilion, you will definitely be even higher than the seat back then. It's a pity that you're going to die. ”

Before the words fell, Murong Qi stepped on his feet, and his body immediately shuttled around Situ Housun like a ghost. Because he moved too fast, Liu Erji, who was watching the battle from the sidelines with phantoms that appeared one after another, suddenly felt dizzy and almost vomited.

And Lu Qian, who was standing next to him, was different, he locked his eyes tightly on Murong Qi's pace of virtual and real transformation, like this kind of kung fu to win with his body, the master once told himself a trick: "If you want to go to its momentum first, you must first mess with it." ”

At present, Murong Qi's "momentum" has been launched, but the "line" is uncertain, if you want to break his move, I am afraid it will be enough for Situ Housun to trouble for a while.

As soon as he thought of this, he saw Situ Hou Si retreating again and again, he had already heard that Murong Qi had this trick, but he had never seen it, and now seeing him perform it, it was indeed exquisite.

At the moment of fighting for his life, it is not advisable to rush into the move, but blindly retreating is not a way after all, and it is difficult to break the flying hand for a while.

Just as he was hesitating, Murong Qi saw the opportunity and stepped forward to stab behind him. Hurry up and wait for Situ Hou Sun Er to hear a gust of wind behind him, and it was too late to dodge.

When he thought of his great revenge and great remorse, he suddenly heard the sound of iron intersecting. Looking back, he happened to see Lu Qian holding a dragon pattern rolling stick to pick up Murong Qi's fatal sword, and at the same time, he couldn't help but look at this kid's figure a few more times.

Lu Qian, who took over the attack, waved the dragon pattern rolling stick and fought with Murong Qi in one place. Originally, he thought that a sword would be hit but was suddenly stopped by this kid, it stands to reason that no one can be faster than him, how can this young man do it.

When I was in Moyun Village in Gufengling, I knew that this kid was extraordinary, so I never expected that he could reach such a point, and it is no wonder that he could destroy the village with the strength of one person, and immediately put away his contempt.

After more than 20 rounds, Murong Qi saw that he couldn't get any cheap, and his heart began to become anxious. Thinking that I am the eighth place in the Flying Star Pavilion, why can't I even handle this hairy boy, wouldn't it be ridiculed if it is spread in the future?

Thinking of this, Murong Qi made a false move with the mourning sword, and at the same time took out his left hand into his arms. Lu Qian was about to continue his move after dodging the sword blade he swept over, but he heard Situ Hou Sun remind: "Brother Lu be careful, this sinister villain wants to hurt you with a hidden weapon!"

As soon as he said this, the three emerald condensation needles that Murong Qi had punched out of his hand had already arrived before Lu Qian approached. Seeing that he was about to be hit, Lu Qian quickly spun the dragon pattern rolling rod on his chest, stirring up a strong air current, knocking down all three poisonous needles.

"Good, good kung fu!"

Seeing that Murong Qi's tricks were stunned, Situ Housun's heart was not to mention how happy, and he hurriedly jumped up and praised Lu Qian.

"Brother Lu, this pickled bird man is very hateful, and I am here to help you. ”

Saying that, Liu Erjiti came to the battle with a double hammer, pointed at Murong Qi's nose and smashed it with a hammer, only to fly sand and rocks in a moment, and the dust was flying.

The secret weapon sneak attack failed, and Murong Qi, who was very surprised, was still thinking that this kid in front of him must not be kept, otherwise he would become a big disaster for the Flying Star Pavilion in the future. was thinking about how to kill him, but he was caught off guard by Liu Erji, who suddenly came.

He had seen a lot of hammers, but he had never seen anyone with such divine power. The pair of eight-sided plum blossom bright silver hammers in his hands were like two black bears, not to mention the strong and sinking, and there was a faint deterrent effect.

Every hammer technique is like a thunder dragon descending into the world and galloping wildly. Even if it didn't hit him, the aura of the overlord shocked Murong Qi's head and hindered his movements.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lu Qian threw the dragon pattern rolling stick at Murong Qi suddenly, and whispered in a low voice: "Sigh all beings, refuse to turn back!"

As he finished saying the last word "head", Murong Qi, who had just dodged this throw, was fighting with Liu Erji, who was coming up, and suddenly felt that the evil wind behind his head was not good, and before he could react, the dragon pattern rolling rod that swirled just hit the acupuncture point on his back, Murong Qi suddenly felt that his arm was numb, and the mourning sword came out of his hand.

"You birdman, take your life!"

Liu Erji hammered like a meteor, and smashed Murong Qi more than ten times in a row, and the sound of "boom" that continued to burst out was like the heavens and the earth were cracking, and the mountains and rivers were pouring back. The startled thousand-faced scholar dodged again and again, if he hadn't been better at the top, he would have been smashed into a pulp.

"Hmph, good boy, I'll let you go today because there are a lot of people, and it won't be so cheap in the future. ”

After Murong Qi finished speaking, he took a break, picked up his blade, turned into several phantoms, and fled back along the woods, how could Situ Housun let him go so easily?

The name of the thief saint is not in vain, he pulled his body out, went to the treetops, followed with his feet, and chased after Murong Qi in the direction of escape.

This guy was also ruthless, and he was only angry by what Murong Qi said, if he didn't give him some color to see, what face would he have in the future to gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes.