The first hundred and unbridled chapters
When the three guards besieging Hua Bailao were shocked, they were already stabbed in the back of the head, and they didn't snort, and they were killed instantly. The flower beggar spit out a breath of turbidity, looked at Feng Zi and smiled miserably, and said: "Master Feng, your subordinates can't do it, you and Miss Cheng should just go out." Hall Master Feng, it must be an honor for everyone to be able to call you Hall Master in person. As he spoke, the dagger in his right hand jerked back, and there was only a deep touch in his neck. In an instant, a stream of blue blood spurted out of the sky, turning into delicate petals in the setting sun.
Fengzi wanted to reach out to save him, but he had more than enough heart and not enough strength. The palm of the guard with the face of the national character was extremely domineering, even if he carried the Phaseless Divine Skill with his body, but under the reckless contempt, his chest was suddenly concussed, and he killed six people in a row, and at this moment, he was throbbing like a needle. Fengzi looked at the blood rain in the sky, and couldn't bear to let out a long howl, but he was angry with pathos.
At this moment, I heard Cheng Guyao suddenly screaming beside him: "Brother Zidu, you must be careful!" Feng Zidu only felt a sharp palm wind behind his head suddenly attacked, and when he heard the sound and distinguished, he immediately knew that it was the guard with the face of the Chinese character who was sneaking attack. I know that this person's internal strength cultivation is not below him, and his martial arts are even higher than himself. Fengzi didn't have time to turn back, so he immediately turned his heart sideways, bit his teeth fiercely, his arms were oblique, and he slashed from the bottom to the top with a ring-headed knife in his hand.
This knife is split behind him, and the timing and direction are only to be very fantastic, but there is no first-line defense to break off, and it is simply a tearing fight that ends in the same move. Even though the national-faced guard could have killed Feng Zidu with a palm in the back, the knife under his crotch was extremely difficult to avoid. After all, the country-faced guards are famous in the martial arts, and they are in full swing, how could they have encountered such a scoundrel and insulting style of play? His face changed slightly, and he hissed and roared: "What kind of bullshit move is this? But is a madman fighting? Fucking shameless!"
The country-faced guard was only in front of the yellow-shirted man, but he only wanted to capture Xia Fengzidu quickly, so as not to finally lose the face of everyone here, so he suddenly attacked regardless of his identity. Who knew that now he was encountering Fengzi's extremely lazy and unbelievable tricks, and his anger was irrepressible. However, after all, he was a generation of heroes, and hurriedly shocked his mind, slanted back his palm, stepped out, and then spit out vigorously, even defending and attacking, and rushed to Fengzidu's right arm elbow with lightning speed, and at the same time pointed at Fengzidu's forehead with the other hand, and sighed, and suddenly pressed down to snatch the ring knife in his hand.
Sure enough, it is a generation of martial arts heroes, and the country-faced guards are both offensive and defensive, and there is no gap. There are a lot of martial arts masters present, and some of them are not top-notch, but when they see the national character face guard, they actually contain seven or eight powerful styles in one move, and every one is shocking. Everyone was secretly heartbroken, and couldn't help but cheer loudly.
Fengzi fought to the death, and he slashed out a knife to get a moment of respite, and he couldn't help but secretly rejoice. When he saw the country-faced guard rushing at the same time, he stretched out his hand to snatch the ring knife in his hand, and when he hit the combo, there was not the slightest flaw in Zhou's body, and he couldn't help but be frightened, and said: "What kind of character must this be?"