Under these unbearable provocations, Mrs. Fan no longer had the heart to continue fighting. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Wang Yao and Wang Zhongsan also noticed this scene from time to time, no matter how good their temperament is, they also feel that there is really no need to fight with monsters to the death, even if it is a monster, and it has not provoked itself, why should it bother?

But at this time, the situation is irreversible, and the momentum of the four envoys of Jingjimen has been stimulated like flowing clouds and water.

It is natural that the beast will still be trapped and fight if it is seriously injured.

If you don't fight to the death, it seems that you won't stop.

Wang Zhongsan's gourd of wine was also poured with little left, and the four envoys were not hurt much, but he himself was a little groggy, drunk or not, and wanted to wake up.

It's no wonder that he has never met such a powerful opponent since he came out, and he has never used so much wine, so naturally he doesn't know his bottom.

When the last drop of wine was thrown out of the bottom of the gourd, the big gourd had completely dried up at this time, and Wang Zhongsan's heart was completely empty, and once the weapon was lost, it would be embarrassing to be unarmed with his bare hands.

You can't use your own precious gourd as a weapon.

When Wang Zhongsan was at a loss and trying to avoid hardship, he only heard the crowd shouting: "The old name is Huazi, spit quickly, isn't your spitting star very powerful." ”

"Yes, yes, drowning that weird man with many hands and feet with a spitting star, hahaha. ”

People don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and Wang Zhongsan was very uncomfortable all over his body, but he couldn't turn his head to refute it, but he was so angry that his face turned red.

I'm afraid that this is the first time in my life that I have been scolded and not retaliated, and I really have the bitterness of not being able to speak.

His big gourd swings around his waist, not only can he not use the gourd as a weapon at this time, but the gourd will take him to dodge and dodge, if the gourd is crushed by the monster, he will never have to eat from now on.

Wang Yao saw that Wang Zhongsan was embarrassed, he saw it in his eyes, he was anxious, and he attacked several times to help Wang Zhongsan get out, but he was helpless to defeat his four hands with two fists.

His jade flute also chirped several times on the jade screen scatter, the jade screen scattered under the clanging heavy blow, almost out of the hands of the four envoys, but the four envoys a few turns, the jade screen scatter became an extremely handy weapon, several times Mrs. Fan stabbed in the air to dissolve the extremely powerful sword moves.

The crowd shouted again: "Hit hard, attack left, attack left, alas!"

Regret kept ringing, as if he would go up and capture the monster in a fight, but no one would go up.

They originally went to the Chen family's house to get rid of the demons, but when they saw the monsters at this moment, they didn't go up bravely, I don't know if it was because they didn't have a color head, or because they didn't take away the beauty of others, it was really hard to guess.

The crowd sometimes threw out dissatisfied stones, sometimes threw out mocking evil words, Mrs. Fan, Wang Zhongsan, and Wang Yao were all full of anger, how could they not bear to get out now.

The four envoys of Jing Jimen grabbed left and right, and their bloated bodies became more and more flexible, which was obviously the reason why they slowly moved from the first stiff cooperation to the unity of their minds, although they were four people, but their blood was connected, and their bodies and minds gradually merged together.

The three of them battled, and they felt more and more difficult, and they all clearly felt that they had gradually been able to use only five points of strength from the previous twelve-point strength.

I don't know if it's because of the fatigue of the long battle, or because the crowd's scolding affects their mood, the three of them feel more and more powerless, especially the number of kings is the most obvious.

He has always been afraid of face, and refuses to give up, otherwise those men on the periphery will not laugh at his low ability, but the more he fights, the more he feels that he is gradually exhausted, and he thinks: Well, it is important to be laughed at, and it is the most cost-effective thing to save your life if you are willing to be old.

But when he was about to withdraw from the fight, he realized that he couldn't retreat at all, and the four envoys had tightly sealed his retreating steps, which was necessary for his old life.

He was in a hurry, several times almost on the road, fortunately Mrs. Fan and Wang Yao double sword and jade flute attack fiercely, as soon as the four envoys were biased towards Wang Zhongsan, they sent out a fierce momentum, and only then Fu Fu pulled Wang Zhongsan back from the ghost gate several times.

Wang Zhongsan's old face was flushed, it seemed that he was indeed old, and this old bone should not be sent to this monster this time.

Mrs. Fan and Wang Yao also saw Wang Zhongsan's embarrassment, and attacked the four envoys on both sides several times, vainly trying to give Wang Zhongsan a surplus and retreat quickly, but the skills of the four envoys are really not to be underestimated, they can block the four hands and feet of the four envoys, but they can't take into account the other hands and feet of the four envoys at all.

The skills of the four envoys at this time were better than those of Zhao Zheng, Bai Weichen and Wei Ta, and I don't know how much they had added, whether it was from proficiency or experience.

After fighting for a while, Wang Zhongsan's chest was slapped by the four envoys, his body shook, and he was about to fall to the ground, thanks to his experience, taking advantage of this beat, his body rose backwards, although his chest hurt, but his mouth still took care of his face and shouted: "It's boring, I always call the flower and don't play with your multi-handed and multi-armed thing, the old call flower goes." ”

As he rose backwards, he had to lift up the big gourd and pour it into his mouth, even though there was no wine left in the gourd.

Wang Zhongsan's chic move really won the applause of the audience, and some people who saw the clues said: "Didn't the old guy obviously be slapped by others." ”

But when he saw Wang Zhongsan's fluttering demeanor, he immediately denied his idea, and the old guy obviously felt that it was boring to fight with monsters, so he withdrew.

Wang Zhongsan retreated like this, his body secretly adjusted his breath, and his body stood steadily, but as soon as his legs touched the ground, he felt that the breath in his chest was rolling, and his feet were immediately like stepping on cotton, and Fu Fu was about to fall.

He knew that this fall would be a shame for the adult, and he forced the true qi in his body to the next plate, but he didn't expect this force, and a bloody smell was about to spray up in his throat, he gritted his teeth, shook the gourd mouth to his mouth, pretended to drink a big sip of wine, and swallowed the blood on his chest alive, and then breathed a sigh of relief and said: "The old guy is drunk, drunk." ”

Choked, he sat down on the ground, and muttered to himself: "Good wine, good wine, so enjoyable, so enjoyable." ”

But he smiled bitterly in his heart: "Even if you cover up this embarrassment, the face of the old flower will not be lost." ”

Later, several big men helped Wang Zhongsan into the crowd, and some of them asked with concern: "Old fairy, you are drunk like this, do you want to drink some sobering soup?"

Someone also whispered: "I heard that the more people drink wine, the stronger their skills, and when I saw it today, it was sure to be." ”

Wang Zhongsan closed his eyes and pretended to be drunk, although his chest was still dull and uncomfortable, but after listening to this, his heart was happy.