At this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps came from a distance.

Following the prestige, I saw hundreds of soldiers of the Jin Kingdom coming straight to Chaotianque, and the person at the head was Song Yi, the commander of Zhongnan County.

No one acted rashly, and both sides of the confrontation waited quietly.

Not long after, Song Yi led hundreds of Jin soldiers to stop in front of Chaotianque Gate with a clear position.

Chongheihu's expression was calm and calm.

Song Yi asked loudly, "Dare to ask Your Excellency why you are here?"

Chonghei Hu said lightly: "Step on the sky and avenge the sword god's predecessors." ”

Song Yi saw that the other party was so calm, and he must have no fear. He frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Under the rule of this county, you can't be presumptuous!"

Chongheihu chuckled and said, "Could it be that Lord Fei County thinks that with these hundreds of soldiers, he can stop my Black Tiger Hall elite?"

Song Yi asked rhetorically, "What about the General's Mansion?"

Chonghei Hu said in a deep voice: "The generalissimo of the soldiers and horses on the West Road of the Jin Kingdom has changed hands, Wanyan Honglie has become a thing of the past, and Brother Wanyan Gu has also been implicated, not to mention Chaotianque? I would like to advise the county commander that there is no need to let these hundreds of soldiers lose their lives in vain. ”

Song Yi sighed lightly, bowed his hand slightly towards Chongheihu, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you!"

Chonghei Tiger hugged his fist slightly and said no more.

Song Yi looked at the hundreds of soldiers of the Jin Kingdom, and said loudly: "All the soldiers listen to the order and return to the camp immediately, there must be no mistake!"

"My lord!" hundreds of Jin soldiers fell to their knees, their voices sad and desolate.

A light call, deep affection.

Song Yi's eyes were faintly filled with tears, and he said in a deep voice: "From this moment on, I am no longer Song Yi of Jin Guozhi County, but Yu Chenglong, the vanguard of the left army of the Yue family's army! You don't have to obey my orders anymore, and you must not obey my orders." ”

The words are sonorous and loud.

The Yue family army is a legend, immortal and immortal.

At this moment, everyone's eyes showed awe.

Hundreds of soldiers of the Jin Kingdom bowed deeply to Jackie Chan, and then slowly got up and left.

Chonghei Hu hugged his fist slightly at Yu Chenglong, and said in a deep voice: "General Yu, there is a lot of offense below, please forgive me!"

Yu Chengchan returned the salute slightly, and said: "The master of Chongtang is polite." ”

Chongheihu smiled indifferently, then turned his head to look at Meng Fang, and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Meng, can you learn Liaoyuan marksmanship?"

In the current situation, only the defeated Chonghei Tiger can have a glimmer of life. Even if he dies, he will not give up. He said aloud, "Please!"

The skewer-backed chopping knife suddenly came out of its sheath. Chonghei Tiger rushed out with a knife, and the momentum was compelling.

Meng Fang clenched the second spear, the tip of the spear pointed to the ground, and he moved forward.

The bodies are staggered, and the two fight together.

Zhang's second spear is long and strong, and the edge is exposed.

The severe-backed chopping knife is short and treacherous, hiding a killing machine.

Meng Fang danced the two spears, flying up and down, like a dragon out of the water, and like a white snake spitting letters, entering its sharpness, retreating its speed, unpredictable. The shadow of the spear shrouded in the sky, like dancing pear blossoms, like floating snow.

Chonghei Tiger waved the skewed back chopping knife, blocked the left and right branches, cut off the dragon's way, cut the snake seven inches, the knife was majestic, and the courage was abnormal. A sword light suddenly bloomed, as bright as a star, beautiful.

The light of the knife and the shadow of the gun are criss-crossed, the spear of the second zhang and the sword of the broken back are constantly striking, and the sound of gold and iron is endless.

Zhang's second spear was the first to grab people, and the slashing knife with a broken back came first, in comparison, Chonghei Tiger was in the upper hand.

There is no choice but to fight to the death.

Meng Fang raised the internal force to the peak state and urged the true qi with all his might. Suddenly, in the shadow of guns in the sky, blood and energy surrounded.

The pride in the chest of the Chonghei Tiger surged, and he shouted loudly and shot with all his might. In a sword light, the blood-colored energy suddenly bloomed.

The two blood-colored energies kept colliding, stirring up a circle of ripples, and the qi dispersed in all directions, like a gust of wind passing by, strong and domineering.

The two brave hearts are unswerving, and they regard death as home.

Suddenly, the shadow of the spear disappeared from the sky, and the two spears were gone, and everything was calm.

The next moment, with a thunderclap, Meng Fang's eyes were like torches, and the spear of Zhang'er suddenly stabbed out from behind. Liaoyuan marksmanship is gunless, and it is better to attack the enemy. A shot was stabbed, and it turned into a bolt of lightning.

The five tigers broke the door and fought bravely in the world.

Chong Hei Tiger's eyes are resolute, and there is a belief in victory. Meteor lightning, wind and rain in all directions, flowers and willows, three knives in a row, like a shock, turned into a knife. The momentum of the Chonghei Tiger is like a rainbow, and the sword light crosses, and there seem to be five fierce tigers looming.

The lightning and the sword light collided violently, and in an instant, the brilliance was dazzling and dazzling.

Meng Fang took seven steps back to stabilize his figure, his face was as white as paper, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Chongheihu took five steps back to stabilize his body, his body was churning with qi and blood, and his expression was complicated.

This battle, obviously, was lost.

The non-Liaoyuan marksmanship is not as good as the Five Tigers Broken Door Knife Technique, and there is a gap in the realm of the two people's martial arts cultivation.

Although defeated, it is still glorious.

Meng Fang clenched his fists slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Chongtang's master sword technique is unparalleled, and he is willing to bow to the wind!"

Chongheihu showed awe on his face and sighed lightly: "If it weren't for the fact that it would be fire and water, maybe you and I would become friends!"

Meng Fang smiled indifferently and said casually: "Maybe!"

This has come to this, and there will be no death.

Chonghei Hu slowly raised his right hand and said coldly: "Kill!"

With an order, the elite of the Black Tiger Hall rushed to the front of Chaotian Gate like a tide.

Hua Feike seemed to think of something, and said in a loud voice: "Retreat into the secret room." ”

Yu Chenglong did not hesitate, picked up Sima Changfeng's body, and flew into Chaotianque.

Chaotian Que Death will be protected behind him, and fight and retreat.

The hand-to-hand combat was flattered, blood was splattered, and there were casualties on each side.

After a short time, Chaotianque and everyone retreated into the underground secret room.

With a "bang", the bluestone slab fell.

The elite of the Black Tiger Hall was waiting at the entrance of the underground secret room, and did not dare to act rashly.

Pang Sheng asked casually, "Big brother, what should I do next?"

Chonghei Hu said lightly: "Don't be anxious, just wait and see." ”

In the secret room, Meng Fang wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, and then took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a pill, and put it in his mouth to take it, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Hua Feike walked straight to Li Ruoyu's coffin and stretched out his hand to open the coffin.

Meng Fang hurriedly asked, "Hua Daxia, what are you going to do here?"

Hua Feike replied casually: "I want to borrow the corpse of Li Ruoyu's predecessor." ”

Yu Chenglong exclaimed: "How can this be made?"

Hua Feike said lightly: "Only in this way can we fight our way out." What's more, the corpse of Li Ruoyu's predecessor must not fall into the hands of others, otherwise there will be endless troubles. With a "squeak", he opened the lid of the coffin.

The terrifying combat power of Qin's sharp soldiers and ghostly soldiers is already a lesson from the past.

What's more, Li Ruoyu, who has peerless martial arts?

There was silence, and all eyes were on Hua Feike.

Hua Feike's expression was solemn, and he gave a deep salute to Li Ruoyu's corpse, and said: "The younger generation was forced to offend the corpse of the predecessor out of helplessness, and I hope to forgive the sin!" After that, he secretly used his true power to urge the flow of essence and blood. About touching a cup of tea, a few drops of essence and blood condensed in the palm of the hand, to the essence of purity, bright red dripping. He gently pressed his palm on Li Ruoyu's forehead, and dissolved the essence and blood in the eight veins of Li Ruoyu's Qi Sutra with his true power.

Seeing this, everyone's faces changed drastically, and some even exclaimed.

Hua Feike said lightly: "It's just a life for a life, using a hundred poisonous bodies to control the poisonous corpse." ”

Meng Fang groaned: "Why should Hua Daxia be like this?"

Hua Feike smiled lightly: "There is no cure for the strange poison of the blue-faced poison king, and I am already a dying person." ”

Withdrawn in temperament, unwilling to say much.

However, it is clear to all.

Hua Feike said: "With my physical condition at this time, the poisonous corpse can only last for half an hour, and you all cherish it!"

Meng Fang nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Understood." ”

Meng Fang danced the two spears, flying up and down, like a dragon out of the water, and like a white snake spitting letters, entering its sharpness, retreating its speed, unpredictable. The shadow of the spear shrouded in the sky, like dancing pear blossoms, like floating snow. - Liaoyuan marksmanship

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