"Give me back!" "Give me back!" The sword light flickered, and the two Taoists stabbed their heads and stabbed their chests, and they were extremely fast, Xiang Wentian's figure turned, flashed, his footsteps did not stop, and he continued to rush forward, but there was already a person standing in front of him, and his palms were raised, and a fierce palm wind rushed towards him, blowing so much that Xiang Wentian was stabbed in the back of his beard, and Xiang Wentian did not dare to be careless, squinted his eyes slightly, and the momentum of the forward rush suddenly stopped, and the iron chain swung up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The man was short and fat, with a yellow and swollen face, about fifty years old, and his two palms were small and thick. The body is in shape, let go of the iron chain, one palm is high, one palm is low, put on the shape of a Songyang hand, the left palm is raised, and the right palm is split out with a move. He is an ugly person, but with one palm, his whole body is like a deep stop in the mountains, his bearing is dignified, and there is no flaw in his body, which is indescribably good-looking.

The cold air enveloped the front and surroundings of Wentian, and then the back palm went up again, and a hot palm wind followed, hitting him almost suffocated. Yin and Yang palms struck out in a row, and the hot and cold air invaded alternately, covering the front, Xiang Wentian's hands were bound by iron chains, and there were four sword lights on the side, sealing the space, unable to dodge, and taking a step back. The man kneading forward, palm after palm, the sword light on the side cooperated, seamlessly, forcing Xiang Wentian back.

The man stopped and retreated, but he actually handed Xiang Wentian over to the people of the Sun and Moon Sect, and Xiang Wentian smiled bitterly: "What a big yin and yang hand is good, do you actually have to rely on more to win!"

Le Hou smiled and said: "The evil demon is outside, everyone gets it, I punish him or he is the same, anyway, I don't let you run away!" "It was actually retreating into the crowd, without any credit! Several Taoists also retreated into the crowd, I don't know which sect and that faction! The big yin and yang hand Le Hou is the junior disciple of Zuo Lengchan, the head of the Songshan faction, although it is a step worse than Xiang Wentian, at this time, he took advantage of the time and place, and saw the motor, but he forced Xiang Wentian back.

The elder of the Sun Moon Sect was overjoyed, and bowed his hand to the righteous path heroes: "Thank you friends of the righteous path, such traitors cannot tolerate good and evil, to the right, if you are tied up, and read in the vein of the Divine Sect, I will protect you! The sect leader and his old man want to come and see for the sake of working together for many years, so they don't have to ask for your life!"

Xiang Wentian made a mistake with his palms, put a door, and the iron chain sounded, and said: "Don't talk nonsense, Xiang has a good head here, exchange your life for it!"

A sharp voice suddenly shouted in the western spectator group: "Hurry up and fight, what are you talking about, kill and pull down!"

Another voice said: "Don't make noise, don't make noise, watch the show, you guys hurry up, it's been a long time since you were in a hurry!"

A third voice came out: "White-bearded old man, you can surrender, surrender to ensure that you don't die, oops, I'll tease you, don't take it seriously!"

The thin elder was furious: "Who is shouting, there is a kind of stand up for me!"

"It's what he said, it's what he said!" Four or five voices suddenly shouted at a person together, the finger and the fingered were all wrapped in black turns, wearing white scarves, it was the five immortals of Peach Valley, the one who was pointed to looked left and right, suddenly jumped up and shouted: "I'm going to, I'm going to, don't come with me, stink to death you." He jumped up, stretched out his hand to untie his trousers in mid-air, and flashed twice above everyone's heads and rushed into the forest behind.

The thin man couldn't laugh or cry, and turned his head to signal to the crowd behind him. The previous eight spear masters stood on the periphery of Xiang Wentian, concentrating on vigilance, not allowing Xiang Wentian to have another chance to escape.

Ding Yi has seen a middle-aged woman, holding a double knife, when the first to kill and run to the sky, this person's knife is extremely fast, a knife to protect the body, a knife to attack, the left hand knife to attack the enemy when the right hand knife to defend the enemy, the right hand knife to attack the enemy, the left hand knife to defend the guard, double knife envoy, every move is attacking, but also every move is guarding, guarding is to defend firmly and tightly, and the attack is also vividly and heartily. Behind him, four big men surrounded him, two of them made chain hammers, and two made soft whips. I could only hear Xiang Wentian scolding: "Your grandmother's!" A man shouted: "Envoy to the right, offend!" It turned out that the steel chain on a chain hammer had been entangled with the iron chain in Xiang Wentian's hand. At this moment, the other three people struck at Xiang Wentian at the same time. Xiang Wentian said "hey", and Yun Jin pulled sharply, pulling the chain hammer over, just in front of him. Two soft whips and a steel hammer hit the man's vest.

The thin man beckoned again, and two more people walked out behind him.

Ding Yi's heart moved slightly, the six monsters of Peach Valley are bastards, it doesn't seem to be lying, the guy who ran away may really want to be relieved. Shoved the wooden stick into the hand of Chen Duo beside him, "Help me get it", turned around and quietly withdrew from the crowd and entered the forest. Chen Helmsman caught the wooden stick, his hand sank, and he almost fell to the ground, this stick was so heavy, a little confused, "Am I familiar with this person?" turned around and continued to watch the battle.

Ding Yi entered the forest and felt the position of the bastard just now.

"What person, come out!" The bastard was very strong, Ding Yi heard the man's cry before he could find anyone, Ding Yi followed the sound, and sure enough, the man was squatting on the ground, looking at himself vigilantly.

Ding Yi approached and made a trouser untie shape: "You are here, as soon as you said just now, I want to too!"

The man saw Ding Yi coming over, and said angrily: "Go away, go away, it's too smelly, don't come near me!"

Ding Yi ignored it, continued to approach, and after about three steps away, he took off his pants and squatted, and asked while squatting: "Do you have any papers, lend me two." "The tone is natural, just like a college student who forgets to bring paper to meet a classmate in the toilet, and the tone is urgent!

The man said: "Bad luck, such a big place, you have to come to squeeze with me, no paper, no paper, I use leaves and sticks!" Squatting and turning half of his body, covering his nose with leaves with one hand, and slapping Ding a few times behind him with the other, he said: "If you don't smell it, smell it! Smell it a few more times!"

Suddenly, the back of the head was cold, "fooled!' body rushed forward, but the trousers were pulled, and he couldn't jump, just about to open his mouth to scream, the back of his head and neck hurt, Ding Yi's hands were holding the Emei thorn, one hit the back of the head, one hit the neck, both of them were pierced into about ten centimeters, the face was buried in the forest grass, and he couldn't get up again, and the pants were still wrapped around the legs, revealing two big white buttocks, and there were yellow leakage between the buttocks, which was really ugly and weird.

Ding Yi smiled contemptuously, "Hmph, even if your martial arts are higher than mine, what?" The Emei thorn stirred the back of the person's head and neck a few times, and the wound expanded, as if it had been pierced by a spear, pulled out the Emei thorn, walked out a dozen steps, stabbed the double thorns in the sand and soil leaves on the ground a few times, removed the bloodstains, stuffed it into the belt again and covered it with the hem of his clothes, stretched out his foot and kicked the ground twice, and there was no trace of removing the bloodstains. Shi Shiran walked back to the crowd in the south on a detour, thanked Chen Duo, reached out to get back his wooden stick, and watched the fight in the field intently.

Xiang Wentian was still violent, except for the middle-aged woman, the five people in the field just now were still there, and the four people who had made the chain hammer and the soft whip were all lying on the ground. The current few people are more refined and strong than the four martial arts at the beginning, and the two men who make the sword are from the Hengshan faction, and the double swords rise and fall quickly, looking for the gap in the iron chain of Xiangwentian. The other holds a shield in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, but he is a figure in the Demon Sect, this person uses a shield to protect his body, unfolds the sword technique of the earth, rolls close to the side of the heavenly foot, and slashes him with a knife. Xiang Wentian's iron chain struck him twice in succession on the shield, but he couldn't hurt him. The steel knife under the shield stretches steeply and shrinks, and the tricks are fierce. The middle-aged woman has a wound on her shoulder, she does not retreat, her double knife rolls, at this time it is all a trick, she is no longer defending, I don't know what kind of hatred she has, and she wants to kill the enemy even if she is desperate to die!