Ye Chuiyang faced Bai Jing, who insisted on drawing a knife, no matter how calm and chic he appeared on the outside, the anxiety in his heart was an indisputable fact. He had experienced this indescribable taste many times, and many times he had been torn between life and death, and he understood how strong the warning contained in Bai Jing's seemingly casual but actually murderous knife was.

The man's forehead was covered with sweat like rain, and beads of sweat the size of beans slowly slid down his swarthy face and slid all the way to the crook of his neck and arms.

The man was especially a trapped beast fight, he stiffened his mouth and shouted without admitting defeat: "Bai Jing, you don't have to show any mercy to your mother, just greet Lao Tzu from his head." If I, Ye Chuiyang, frowned, how about Lao Tzu change his name to Bai Jing?"

Ye Chuiyang's face was red, his neck was thick, and his breath was even and varied. In addition, the white scene is like a mountain and a sea coming from the majestic pressure, heavy or light, bursts of sounds like cow panting continue to come out of the man's nose, in this solemn and somewhat funny moment, adding a lot of unspeakable taste.

Bai Jing didn't talk nonsense, just turned one finger into two fingers. It seems to be just a finger twisting, but in fact, there is another mystery. The man's muscles and veins swim vigorously, moving from one string to two strings in parallel.

The change was quiet, and a horse galloped on the road suddenly divided into two horses in unison. One string turned into two strings, and the galloping horse in the veins suddenly exerted force, and the pressure brought by it could not be the same as before.

Under the layers of white scenes, the man who was able to straighten his knees and ensure not to bend his legs before was about to kneel down against the ground when his legs were bent down.

"Bai Jing, Lao Tzu is not afraid. You kind of go on. Ye Chuiyang's neck was red, and the green tendons on his face burst out one after another, which seemed to be extremely shocking.

Although the man is under pressure, the duck is dead, and the hard temper has not changed in the slightest. The intermittent scolding still came from the man's mouth.

Of course, Bai Jing was not a saint gentleman with a bodhisattva's heart, and seeing that Ye Chuiyang was still stubborn, he finally slowly pulled out his fourth finger.

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In front of Lingming Temple, Xue Liuwan waited for the old man for a long time and did not come, he stretched out a hand and hung down into the river, lifting a clear white horse practice.

"Brother Bai, if you don't come for the night and a half, you will knock on the chess pieces and drop the lanterns. Xue's sincerity is in front of him, and he invites Brother Bai to the meeting. "A man is three thousand feet with a sword, and the Milky Way falls for nine days.

"Xue Liuwan took the wind for Brother Bai. ”

Luoxia Mountain roared and shook violently, and a Pilian River floated from the top of the mountain, surrounding the wind and thunder.

It is nothing more than the Taoist real person hand rune to move mountains and seas.

Bai Jing cat and mouse, deliberately playing with the man in front of him, he put his four fingers together, and was about to press the fifth finger in a row, only to hear a roar in the air, a clear river hanging in the air, like a bull.

"Brother Xue, what's the hurry? Bai Jing settled his grievances with Ye Chuiyang, and came to you. It's nothing more than a fight!" the man said in a calm tone, reaching into his sleeve.

I saw a blue light like a rainbow, and he was angry, but in an instant, it turned from a thin small sword into a giant sword, cutting the long river in half.

When the hanging river turned into countless crystal splashes and fell, Ye Chuiyang saw that it was actually a flying sword as thin as a willow leaf.

Above the sky, there is a splash of water.

It's like a dream, the sky is full of white clouds, and the water is splashing.

"Such a good opportunity, when will it be?" Ye Chuiyang, an old fox, saw that a master intervened, and immediately made a decision, and ran all the way with oil on the soles of his feet.

Bai Jing put the sword back into the sheath and gathered his breath. It was only when the parallel five meridians poured out that the man staggered back a little, calming down the still thunderous internal organs.

"Ye Chuiyang. Ye Chuiyang. There has been some progress over the years. The kung fu of oiling the soles of my feet, I am ashamed of myself. The man smiled helplessly, obviously not taking it too seriously. He approached the donkey again and said with a smile: "If you don't have the things in your hands, my Baijing is the end of the world, and I will also break your Ye Chuiyang corpse into ten thousand pieces." ”

"You say, yes. The man hooked up a finger and touched the donkey's not-so-smooth fur.

The donkey's throat rattled, and it neighed, and once again opened its mouth to bite the man's head. Even the other human head hanging behind him swayed, spilling countless blood.

Bai Jing was slightly stunned, Xu didn't expect the donkey to have such a big reaction, he smiled dumbly: "It's really worthy of Bai Jing's old man, even if he goes to the underworld, he hasn't forgotten Bai." Bai Jing is really ashamed. The man covered his sleeves and wiped his black face, and after walking less than two steps, he smiled again, "If the head of Ye Da's family is also hung on both sides, then Bai feels that this must be the best scenery in the world." ”

Jia He is now in a difficult situation. The strength of his subordinates, Jia He, who is the master of a village, is naturally very clear. Suddenly, I heard that the official army had broken through the camp, and Rao was clever, and Jia He, who had repeatedly played the official army like a plaything, couldn't figure out the mystery for a while.

"Among the officers and soldiers, why is there another black-faced man, and what kind of play is this Lord Fei singing. Jia He paced back and forth, pondering the truth.

Ye Chuiyang has lived in the mountains and forests for a long time, and he has been the king of the mountains for many years, so he is naturally clear about the surrounding topography. He carried a small gourd with a cold and chilly body on his back, and he just ran all the way, as for the different paths, the Chu River Han Realm. These rules that usually violate the rules of bleeding are also thrown out of the sky by men before they die.

The man ran wildly, and the boundary he crossed was impartial to the valley where Jia He was.

Yuan Hongxing listened to the love words that her husband rarely spoke, and her cheeks were already crimson, like spring. If it weren't for Zhan Wenlong stopping here, the naturally beautiful woman would have to hug the man with a gloomy face.

The woman moved lightly, smiled smartly, and gradually approached Jia He.

Ye Chuiyang was panting, and when life and death were at stake, he naturally raised his strength for twelve points, and hated that Shangcang had not been able to put a pair of wings on him.

The man crossed the valley and skirted the stream, and only when the scenery in front of him finally took on a new look did he ease his tense mind and let go of the frightened man he was carrying on his back.

"You, Ye Chuiyang. Jia He's mouth opened wide in surprise, looking at the man who suddenly came out of the cracks in the forest, his heart was full of horror.

Ye Chuiyang gasped, and he didn't pay much attention to Jia He's reprimand. It wasn't until Yuan Hongxing turned around with a red face that the man swallowed his saliva violently. Zhiwu said: "Miss Yuan, I ......"

The man slurred, and there was no follow-up.

When Jia He saw such an answer, he was ashamed and angry.

"Ye Chuiyang. Lao Tzu tells you that he is my wife Jia He, not the Yuan girl in your mouth. Jia He was a little jealous. Especially when the bright-eyed and bright-toothed woman smiled, the man's heart was more like a vinegar altar that had been overturned. The sour smell was a little frightened even if he didn't know the reason for it.

Zhan Wenlong's eyes were vigilant, and he quietly grasped the hilt of the knife hanging from his waist, and stood in front of another mountain rock.

The man is carefully chosen, obviously not unintentionally. In the eyes of Yuan Hongxing, who was on the outside, Jia He and Zhan Wenlong were completely opposite Chen, if it suddenly broke out, not to mention that he had one Ye Chuiyang, even two Ye Chuiyang would probably be difficult to beat. What's more, Ye Chuiyang was still carrying a small gourd that was half scared to death on his back.

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After Zhang Zheji and Liu Jingang joined the battle, let the bandits be brave and strong, under the hands of these two men who had been in battle for a long time and had made outstanding achievements, the tofu skin that was also filled with water was broken as soon as it was poked, but a few back and forth were cut off by the two of them who worked together to cut off a lot of heads.

The battle formation twisted, in an instant. The side of the officers and soldiers, who were still at a disadvantage, turned into the dominant side in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Fold the halberd and bent sharply, drawing a delicate arc.

He opened his mouth slightly and spat out a word.

The man with a large knife behind him was about to swing the blade with a smirk, but for some reason, a bright red spurt suddenly erupted from his neck, splashing the man's blade and his companion's scabbard.

"Master Zhang is really a tall man who doesn't show his face. This quick knife is obviously a little bit of the sky of the wind heroes, and the light is golden. It's just that when Master Zhang returned the knife, the tip of the knife was slightly bent downward, and it should be more floating and gold. Liu Jingang laughed, just swung his knife and slashed.

Liu Jingang is calm and relaxed, and he is at ease. Although there is not much to follow under the blade of the left and right slashes, the man's particularly outstanding brawn has taken the lead.

The two of you come and go, waving knives and rushing fiercely. At this time, there were already the majority of officers and soldiers standing on the battlefield, and there were fewer and fewer bandits.

"Brother Liu's martial arts path Zhang has never seen it, and I don't know where Brother Liu came from. Zhang Zhihald stretched out his sleeve and wiped the blade, and stepped on the body of a bandit under him.

Liu Jingang also swung his knife back into the sheath, but the man's question was not answered.

At this time, only sporadic sounds were heard on the battlefield, and it was particularly tragic and poignant on this empty battlefield.

Zhang folded the halberd back into the sheath, and looked coldly at the battlefield where there were still remnants of beacon smoke. The officers and soldiers who had also suffered a lot of losses looked around, and their slightly wooden faces were also full of sorrow. Especially with the group of people who acted as the pioneer of Zhang Zheji, the sergeants who lost six or seven were full of sadness for the death of rabbits and foxes.

Zhang Zhiji looked at the sky in the distance, and he said softly: "I don't know how many soldiers will fall on the way forward." ”

Liu Jingang led the horses and was silent.

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Zhan Wenlong held a steel knife in his hand and slowly approached Ye Chuiyang. The man pretended to be nothing, but Ye Chuiyang, who was already like a fox with a deep heart, couldn't see these twists and turns in Jia He's heart.

Waiting until the three of them were only a foot away, Ye Chuiyang looked at the deep jungle behind him, and only after making sure that there was no one did he smile: "Brother Jia, you and I have been fighting for more than ten years, and both sides have killed and injured each other, and it is not easy. Now that it has reached such a situation, Ye will not lie to you. There was a madman on my cottage who was about to kill him with a knife in his hand. Now, it's a good idea for both of us to stop and run for our lives together. Otherwise, if that crazy man finds this opportunity to kill the two of us, then don't blame Ye for not reminding you. ”

Ye Chuiyang spoke in an extremely serious tone for the first time.

Jia He scoffed, just sneered.

"Jia He, I really don't lie to you. Ye Chuiyang waved his arm and explained vigorously.

Jia He's sneer intensified.