"Dead?"

"Win?"

Different voices came from both sides of the battlefield, and the bandits didn't see Guan Chuan standing well, and Lao Dao couldn't die anymore, so he shouted again: "Win! It's Guan Chuan-sama who wins!"

The people over there were shocked by the result, "This can't be, right?"

Guan Chuan sneered and said, "Even if there are ten more people, they are not afraid." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Wu Ling stood aside, staring at the group of people in the White Dragon Waterfall opposite, there were three half-disabled people in it who had reached the fourth-layer level of martial arts, if they went into battle, not to mention the three of them, as long as there was a Guan Chuan, they would be invincible, after all, people's martial arts were extremely weird, and Guan Chuan had entered the fourth layer of internal force in less than five hours.

"Don't be arrogant, don't understand the forces we represent behind you, you can turn your village upside down. A yellow-haired young man belonging to the Xinglongdang force shouted.

The immature aura on his face was dissipated, so he dared to do evil, and Guan Chuan was extremely uncomfortable to watch.

"Don't talk nonsense, ten of them, I want you to understand that stepping on the territory under Uncle Guan's feet is invisible!"

Guan Chuan's four layers of internal qi faded out weakly, mixed in the sound, showing from the momentum, it was also extremely cold, the four forces on the opposite side were obviously very strong, not afraid of Guan Chuan, and were selecting ten people to go into battle, leaving Guan Chuan's momentum in one fell swoop.

The thieves behind Wu Ling saw that today's Lord Guan was very different from the past, and they had the momentum of Wu Ling when he shook the lord's brothers at the bottom of the mountain, so they couldn't help but step forward and ask: "Lord Wu Ling, Lord Guan won't have a problem doing this, we have also practiced some tricks, it's a big deal to ask Lord Guan to retract that sentence, let's the guy and fight with them." ”

Wu Ling smiled bitterly, shook his head, and responded: "There should be no problem, but I can understand your feelings, if the situation is urgent, I will come forward." ”

"Then thank you, my lord, our village was seized by the gentlemen of Chen Yan's dog cubs, and now only the adults concerned take us in, and Lord Guan's village is our village, and we will not lose it again." The man said extremely resolutely, with tears shining slightly in his eyes, and turned his attention directly to Guan Chuan.

And the three people that Wu Ling was most worried about did not come out of the battle, so it was excellent, so that Guan Chuan could gain some actual combat experience, which was rare.

Guan Chuan stood vigorously, his knees slightly bent, and his hands showed a momentum of pounce, as if a tiger appeared in front of him, and he was about to get on the horse to kill.

It is estimated that a long time ago, Guan Chuan fought a tiger with the power of ordinary people.

Wu Ling shifted his attention from Guan Chuan to the group of people opposite, only to see ten people appear in Haohao Tangtang opposite, among which there were four Taoist priests from the Daoist platform, obviously coming to avenge the old Taoist priest.

The other three major forces sent two people one after another, and Xinglongdang sent two red-haired people to hold back their sweat, with ring-shaped copper rings on their noses and ears, and a coarse yellow cloth on their heads, exuding a typical local non-mainstream atmosphere.

Sleepy Dragon Beach sent out two old men who were about eighty years old, their faces were full of red oil from pig blood, apparently left behind after the slander last night, one of them had thinning hair, and the other was wearing a wig, Wu Ling guessed that their hair was also a tool for slander.

The rest was the group of forces that had been very quiet, and they sent two men from the foot of the slope, limping behind the crowd, and finally came up to the front of the battle.

Wu Ling looked from afar and noticed that it was not that they wanted to be quiet, but that they had to be quiet.

Most of the people in the White Dragon Waterfall are mute and deaf, and none of their arms and limbs are complete, Wu Ling couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, what kind of martial arts is this to learn to self-harm like this?

Immediately, ten people had already taken the throne, Wu Ling didn't think about those things that had nothing to do with him, no matter what, if he wanted to covet the territory guarded by Guanchuan, he would have to pay the price for it.

"Uncle, I know you, your daughter is so good-looking and beautiful, when you die, I will take care of her, and I will take good care of her. The young man who walked the dragon smiled lewdly, and the row of yellow teeth that were exposed was extremely terrifying.

Guan Chuan heard that the dog cub insulted his daughter in front of him, and his killing intent suddenly burst out, and his palms formed dragon claws again, and he quickly grabbed the slutty young man.

Obviously, the young man didn't expect Guan Chuan to have a sudden seizure, and before he came up, he died in the hands of the other party, and the eyes that were straight before he died were also a feeling of difference.

Wu Ling had long understood that there would be such a situation as now, and the four groups of people obviously still regarded Guan Chuan as a martial artist, and it was purely an accident that they were able to kill Lao Dao, and it was purely caused by Lao Dao's old age and slow movements.

But who knew that there was no regret medicine in the world, and the ten people who came up in turn except for the two of the White Dragon Waterfall who were on the first layer of internal force, the rest could only be regarded as a number.

Between the three breaths, Guan Chuan left and right branches, swept down the dragon swing, trapped the dragon beach three people, and asked the last Taoist priest of the Taoist platform was also killed under the claws of Guan Chuan dragon, and there are only two lame people left in the field of the flying dragon white waterfall.

There was jealousy in their eyes, and they always understood the anger from Guan Chuan.

Guan Chuan grabbed a dead Taoist priest on his palm and claws, and slapped it on the big yellow earth, fearing that the world would not be chaotic on weekdays, and the people who did evil finally tasted the anger of the people facing the loess with their backs to the sky, and a person who guards his homeland should not be provoked!

One of the half-disabled people in the White Dragon Waterfall who was a fourth-layer internal force martial arts student saw that Guan Chuan wanted to make a move again, and hurriedly echoed: "Lord Guan's attack is really spicy, and it can be counted for a few breaths to let us lose our troops and lose our generals, so we are so domineering." ”

Guan Chuan responded to him at all, and someone judged whether he was domineering or not.

Immediately, the dragon claw slapped at one of the lame people, and the person was extremely dangerous, and immediately turned around, but turned around and slowed down in speed, and his back was smashed by Guan Chuan on the spot, and he lost his vitality in an instant.

In the face of the enemy, it is necessary to be so resolute, just like culling the prey, if you have doubts, you will definitely be counterattacked by the prey, you know, the well-behaved hare bites people is also extremely ferocious.

When the half-disabled person saw that his love was about to be killed, he was immediately dumbfounded, this is a layer of internal strength, how much work does it take to create a strong person.

The other party stared at Guan Chuan with blank eyes, and spit out fiercely in his mouth: "You, one, certainly, will, after, regret!"

Taking advantage of the opponent's blood attack, Guan Chuan once again killed another person with a foot on the slope, and Guan Chuan, who withdrew his palm, did not stain a single blood mark on his palm, this is his experience of hunting and killing fierce beasts for many years.

Because the smell of blood will attract more fierce beasts, Guan Chuan never leaves a trace of blood when he kills his prey.