Uncle Gong saw the moves, and his palms were sassy, and he cracked all the tricks of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man did not dare to continue fighting, so the soldiers after calling him stepped forward.

The soldiers and horses had long been unable to hold back the battle intent in their hearts, and when they were ordered at this moment, they were naturally in high spirits and fought hard.

All of a sudden, more than a dozen people besieged Uncle Gong.

Uncle Gong flicked his sleeves, lifted his internal force, and faced the attack of everyone, but just put on a posture and did not retreat.

Everyone raised their blades and came to Uncle Gong, but they couldn't hold back their movements, and the next moment they were going to hack Uncle Gong to death, so that Uncle Gong's body was in a different place and his soul returned to the nine heavens.

"Boom!"

In the face of such an attack, Uncle Gong shook his palm suddenly.

The palm is cold, and the palm is domineering.

Each palm slammed on everyone with irresistible coercion.

Or in the chest, the internal organs are shaken, and the internal organs are broken and bleeding until death.

Or in the arm, the shock caused the bones of the arm to tremble and shatter, the bones to shatter, and the arm to be crippled.

Or in the skull, the shock makes the head explode, and red and white things splash everywhere, announcing the end of life.

Between Uncle Gong's walks, the moves are natural.

The middle-aged man was startled and hurriedly ordered to stop the attack, but it was too late, Uncle Gong rushed into the crowd and slaughtered more than a dozen soldiers to death.

The middle-aged man shouted: "Stop! I have a lot of soldiers and horses here, if you don't stop, beware that I will let you die without a corpse in the next moment!"

Uncle Gong was not afraid of the middle-aged man and the soldiers and horses he led.

This is Uncle Gong's self-confidence, and he is also capable, so he is naturally fearless, and he is not afraid at all.

On the contrary, Uncle Gong was a little looking forward to it, and he couldn't wait to see what tricks this middle-aged man could play.

Xiao Qingbi was silently on the side.

Uncle Gong's move was naturally because he didn't want Xiao Qingbi to make another move.

If Xiao Qingbi makes another move, it will disrupt Uncle Gong's plan.

Uncle Gong naturally wouldn't let Xiao Qingbi make a move, and Xiao Qingbi also knew this, so he just hid next to him and watched the changes.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath and said sharply: "Old horseman, even though you are a first-class master, but there is only one person, I lead many soldiers and horses, enough to trample you under your feet, you can't resist, it's better to surrender quickly, don't do too much useless struggle." ”

Uncle Gong hunched his back and carried his hands behind his back.

Uncle Gong said: "Do you think the old man will be afraid of you? The old man is like a murderer, and he has never met a real opponent since he became famous, and you are not the first and not the last." ”

Uncle Gong's words were loud, and for a while, the momentum climbed and was incomparable.

The middle-aged man felt the momentum on Uncle Gong's body, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching wildly.

The middle-aged man had already learned Uncle Gong's terribleness, although he forcibly calmed down and mustered up courage, but when he really faced Uncle Gong, he was still a little afraid.

Uncle Gong took a step forward, threatening.

The middle-aged man was already out of breath, or because Uncle Gong's momentum was too strong, which made him feel the gap between a second-rate martial artist and a first-class martial artist.

A second-rate martial artist, even if he is the top second-rate martial artist in the world, cannot be compared with a first-rate martial artist, and it is easy for a first-class martial artist to pinch a second-rate martial artist to death!

The middle-aged man suppressed the fear in his heart.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man said in a loud voice: "Brothers, since we defected to the leader of the Fang Alliance and formed an army, we can't go back! We have no way out, in their eyes, we are thieves, and they will definitely kill us!"

The middle-aged man continued: "But can we be captured? We can only get a glimmer of life by killing and killing all the people who stand in our way in front of us! After the Fang Alliance Lord successfully ascends the throne, we will not be thieves, but the founding fathers!"

The middle-aged man held his saber alof, and under the light of the torch, the saber shone brightly.

"Kill!" said the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man shouted out his momentum, which was resolute and unstoppable.

When the soldiers behind him heard this, they felt a feeling in their hearts.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Many soldiers spoke in unison, and their voices were terrifying, especially under the dark cliffs, where the stone walls were everywhere, forming a wonderful echo.

The echo is vibrating and enduring, as if declaring one's own mission.

Then, the middle-aged man stepped forward.

The saber is light, and with the change of gestures, it wields a virtual shadow, just like the dead leaves falling on an autumn day, full of silence.

This middle-aged man is silent.

A sword swing makes the enemy feel dead in his heart, so that the enemy cannot face it, so that he is distracted and dies under the sword.

Uncle Gong was not affected, he blinked, his eyes were as clear as the bright moon.

Then, Uncle Gong used his fist technique, rushed forward, and broke it with one punch.

Countless phantoms, countless silences, all under this punch, all shattered!

Punch to break ten thousand laws, let you do all kinds of tricks, I will break it with one punch!

If one punch doesn't break, then two punches, three punches!

This is Uncle Gong's way of winning, and it is the true meaning of Uncle Gong's martial arts.

Simple and crude, yet practical!

"Broken!"

Uncle Gong took a step forward and threw a punch, slamming the middle-aged man into the air.

The middle-aged man's body was like a kite with a broken string, and he flew backwards until he hit the stone wall and made a "bang" sound, and then stopped his backward trend.

"Boom!"

The saber plunges deep into the ground with a crisp and pleasant sound.

The middle-aged man knelt on one knee, his right hand tightly grasped the saber, and he exerted his strength, but he couldn't support himself to stand up, and a look of despair suddenly appeared on his face.

Uncle Gong took advantage of the victory to pursue, moved his muscles and bones, and walked up to the middle-aged man and killed the middle-aged man with one punch.

As long as the middle-aged man dies, these soldiers and horses lose their backbone, and they will be a mess of sand, and they will naturally be slaughtered by others and unable to resist.

The middle-aged man sighed, he knew the gap between a second-rate martial artist and a first-class martial artist, but he didn't expect this gap to be so big.

His eyes were full of despair, and his life was destined to be confessed here tonight.

And just as Uncle Gong was advancing, the surrounding soldiers surrounded Uncle Gong.

At this time, there was also a small group of soldiers surrounding the middle-aged man.

"General, you go quickly, I'll wait for you to break off!" Several soldiers protected the middle-aged man and confided in the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man said, "No, how can a soldier escape?"

Several soldiers said: "If the general does not leave, who will avenge me in the future?"

The middle-aged man felt sour in his heart and said, "What's the use of revenge, what I want is for you who are alive." ”

At this moment, the situation turned to one side, Uncle Gong took a step forward, and the soldiers took a step back.

Although the soldiers had the heart to protect the master, they still didn't dare to make a move against Uncle Gong, they were afraid that they would die at Uncle Gong's hands before they could make a move.

Uncle Gong frowned and said, "You don't need to struggle, you will all die tonight, just here." ”

[Today's 2,000 words, just one more. I had a fever yesterday, I just had a fever last night, and it rained this morning, and I was shivering on an electric car, but the fever didn't seem to be burning, but the cough was getting worse, hey... It's too hard. 】

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