In the face of the fat and thin double evil, this is definitely a fight with unequal cultivation, if you want to stand out from the combination of the fat and thin double evil, it is absolutely impossible for Wang Heng not to leave something, and if you can't make it, you will be planted here today.

Wang Heng has been stubborn and tenacious since he was a child, and the more he faces a strong enemy, the more he mobilizes his arrogance. But seeing this kid smiled viciously, his mouth was full of explosive and spicy taste, "I know, you are the fat and thin shuangsha of Heishuimen, so what's the matter? ”

"Yo he, what a strong tone, you kid don't just be tough verbally, it's normal when you do it. Big brother, you stand aside for a while, let me weigh this kid first, lest someone say that our two brothers are bullying the small with the big in the future. Fat Liu Chao said to his eldest brother thin Li Qian.

"Okay, then you can measure this kid's skill. Boy, give you a chance to fight alone, my second brother and you fight alone, don't think your spirit beast can help. If your spirit beast makes a move, don't blame my two brothers for shooting together, and kill you on the spot immediately. The thin Li Qian's face was gloomy, and he threatened fiercely.

As soon as Wang Heng saw that Fat Sha was going to fight alone with him, he immediately realized that the opportunity had come, and saw that this kid lowered his voice and exchanged a few words with the Tianshi Spirit Beast @, which roughly means to see the opportunity and prepare to snipe. Facing the two masters of Heishuimen, Wang Heng didn't want to fight one-on-one, and he would inevitably attack if he had the opportunity. What do you still think about the conventions of the rivers and lakes, is it important to live or to be important?

The Heavenly Lien Spirit Beast listened to its master's words, and roared a few times, meaning that it understood, and then stepped aside. In the direction of retreat, the little guy's choice was very ingenious, and he was in the middle of Wang Heng and the slender one, separating the master from the slender one.

The fat and thin two looked at it, and the spirit beast on the other side had retreated to the side, with a posture of not participating in the fight, and nodded with satisfaction, which means that your kid is quite good.

The fat man stepped forward with a haha, and said shyly: "Boy, I'll let you make the first move, you can attack first." ”

For the chubby contempt, Wang Heng was silent, since the other party had said a big thing, what else was he polite about? The evil blade shook and turned, his feet slammed the ground, his body swept into the air, and his body jumped to the top of the fat man's head like lightning, and he hugged his head with thirteen knives and made a knife to cut out, "splitting Huashan with force", without any false flower stand, like a mountain falling straight away. The sword was heavy and powerful, and the gusts of wind brought by the slashing blade made the leaves and grass branches next to it rattle.

As soon as the fat man saw Wang Heng's shot, he went straight into the middle palace, and slashed straight without any scruples. couldn't help but laugh wildly, "Good boy, you can be fierce, the second master likes this style of play."

While speaking, the heavy walker shovel in the fat hand made a move to "raise fire to the sky", and rushed upwards to meet him, shaking his hand, and the walker shovel arm as thick as a baby's arm stumbled thirteen times in an illusory way. In the haze, a cloud of black gas churned and swirled, and a black tiger appeared to bite wildly.

A burst of weapons collided and exploded, and Wang Heng's "force splitting Huashan" was jumped out by the fat Liu Chao in one breath.

In the first contact, Wang Heng used twelve points of strength, and Fat Sha only used nine points of strength, and did not do his best, even so, Wang Heng was still shoveled by the walker and flew out three or four meters away, while Fat Sha Liu Chao only took three steps back. From this, it can be seen that the gap between the Xuanduan consummation and the intermediate level of the lot has come.

Fat laughed wildly, "Hahaha, good boy, very good strength, in our Heishuimen, you can definitely rank first in your age." It's a pity, although the second master admires you, he will take your head today, and the fault is that you voted for the wrong sect. ”

As soon as the words fell, the thick walker shovel understated, and the "desperate eight shovels" unfolded with the discoloration of the clouds, fast like electric light and flint, coming and going, like thunder, like a streamer, one slaughtering clouds, two chopping waves, three spitting wind, the three tricks suddenly broke out, fast, ruthless, heavy, accurate, with both.

Three moves together, six six thirty-six shovels, around Wang Heng's front and back, left and right, up and down, rolled in. Like a howling mountain, like a huge wave, like a shovel shadow of light, like a loud breaking sound, like a strange giant python surrounding Wang Heng.

In the face of the explosive attack, Wang Heng's eyes widened angrily, his mouth burst into a shout, his right hand slashed the evil blade, and the snow bright dagger in the phantom storage ring in his left hand, one blade and one dagger, without any fear, he stepped forward and shot into the wind-like giant shovel python phantom.

Split in front, stab in the back, slash on the left and sweep on the right, like the Yangtze River, flowing endlessly; In an instant, the blade light shone, the shovel shadow squandered, and the shiny refining belt and black whirring clouds were intertwined and entwined.

In the "bumper" explosion, Wang Heng's figure flashed and retreated five steps, suddenly spun into three feet, and his body made two rolls in a forward jump, and the "Dragon Battle in the Wild" in the hands of Tianlong San's hand came out leisurely, and the right hand slashed the evil blade like an elf dancing among the flowers, and cut out nineteen knives obliquely between the illusory, and the knife light was strung together, forming a sea of knives, a lake of blades, and the waves sprinkled towards the walker shovel.

In a burst of metal crashing sound, the dagger in Wang Heng's left hand was like a flying flying flying in the sky, like a fleeting meteor, and suddenly appeared in the double front of the fat Liu Chao, yes, Tianlong San's hand was half a move "finishing touch".

I saw the dazzling dagger in the eyes, like a meteor and lightning, fast and flashing, and three shining double crystals appeared in succession, just like the eyes of a dragon, directly hitting the eyes of the fat Liu Chao and the human acupoint under the nose, and it was instantaneous.

Fat Sha was frightened by this sudden "finishing touch" and suddenly shrank his head to hide his neck, the fifth type of the desperate eight shovels, the "soul snatcher" unfolded rapidly, the half-moon-shaped shovel head suddenly fell down, the scorching sun-like shovel tail rose violently, and the strength walked at will, and the intention was born with the strength, and the lifelong skill was like a sea bursting into the shovel.

The heavy walker shovel head and tail continue to change, and instantly become a 360-degree circular rotation, driving the agitating wind, strange roar, wind sound, like a rapidly flying fan rotating in front of Wang Heng's Xueliang dagger, the high-speed rotating walker shovel is like a wild lion biting, trying to chew the dagger and tear it up.

Seeing this scene, Wang Heng clenched his teeth, his heart was horizontal, and he did not change his tricks to "put the finishing touch", he was still stubborn and violently rushed, he was determined to kill the fat Liu Chao under the dagger of Xueliang.

And Wang Heng's right hand slashed the evil blade, stabbing eleven blades, the blade rushed, the knife poked wildly, stirring the air and constantly rotating, emitting bursts of abnormal screams. He was trying to devote all his strength to the Evil Slashing Blade, defeating the fat high-speed walker shovel, and trying to break the "soul snatching" of the Eight Deadly Styles in order to create a chance for the dagger to strike a fatal blow.