Xu Yuantao was very familiar with Jiang Cheng's temperament, and when he heard Jiang Cheng speak like this at this moment, he immediately knew what he meant when he heard the strings. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He lifted his cloak and took a step, "Come, six of you have come out and fought with me." ”

Immediately, six people were eager to try.

Xu Yuantao also didn't dare to support the big, although this group of thirteen people did not have a single martial artist of the Great Perfection of the Day After Tomorrow, they were all only in the realm of the late stage of the day after tomorrow, but they were all elites of one in a hundred.

The six of them cooperated with each other, and the joint defense on the left and right sides of the long-range attack battle all cooperated tacitly, even if he thought that he was strong in internal strength and skillful in swordsmanship, he was not completely sure that he would be able to beat the six people together.

It can be said that these six people can steadily suppress the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect Golden List like Wen Jinyu if they join forces, and the six of them join forces, and the degree of power is even multiplied, and it is also a great threat to Xu Yuantao.

"I'll try their hand at it. ”

Jiang Cheng pressed Xu Yuantao's shoulder.

He wanted to personally test the ferocity of these thirteen people, whether they were really good at fighting and could take charge alone.

Xu Yuantao was stunned for a moment, and immediately retreated, silent.

This scene made the thirteen people see the clues, it seems that Jiang Cheng's identity is not simple, and even Xu Yuantao faintly obeys his words.

"Okay, who of us does this brother want to fight against?"

A man with a pickaxe said in a rough voice, he was also strong, as strong as a bear spirit, with a broad back and a round waist, and bright eyes.

He couldn't see the strength of Jiang Cheng's strength, but he didn't dare to underestimate it, but he wanted to fight Jiang Cheng.

The eyes of the thirteen people all fell on Jiang Cheng's body.

Qingqing, Xu Yuantao, and the hunchbacked Sun Squire all retreated.

"The thirteen of you know the blade and martial arts are all different, and your performance just now is also very exciting, but I don't know if it is so beautiful to really fight, so let's do it to me together." ”

Jiang Cheng lifted the cloak and cap, stretched out two palms, and with a slight effort, the ten fingers of his palms were like cat's claws, and the tendons of the ten fingers shrank sharply, looking as if the nails were extended, very sharp and sharp.

This kung fu is not simple, and the people who have not been immersed in the claw skills for seven or eight years are not so hot, and the eyes of the thirteen people shrank when they saw it.

"In that case, then ......"

Before the man with the pickaxe finished speaking, he had already rushed forward violently, and a pickaxe hammered towards Jiang Cheng's front door.

His move produced a chain reaction, and the thirteen people were suddenly ejected in all directions as if they were hit by bombs, attacking Jiang Cheng in different directions and by various means.

They will not be angered by Jiang Cheng's seemingly arrogant words, they have already seen that Jiang Cheng's words and expressions are not simple, at this moment, the thirteen people who did not leave their hands were killed.

If you don't perform well, maybe you will be kicked out of the team by Qingqing, and the end will be death, so the thirteen people will not be polite to Jiang Cheng at this moment.

The manuscript is one of the ancient scepters, the form is quite peculiar, it is a long weapon, and there is a large iron fist at the end of the handle, which weighs no less than the axe.

This kind of weapon is rarely used by the Jianghu people, but it is used by some fierce generals during the war.

But as long as you are good at this method, when there is a husband who is brave and domineering.

At this time, the evil wind was blowing on his face, Jiang Cheng could even feel the stinging pain on the bridge of his nose, and some acupuncture points in the face were threatened and stimulated and began to be numb.

This pickaxe is very powerful, and an iron wall can be trampled on, and the other party will shoot like this, Jiang Cheng can dodge or attack its empty door in any way.

But there should be twelve other people to cooperate with the attack at the same time, but Jiang Cheng is not easy to dodge or counterattack.

Of course, that was based on the premise that he did not use the power of the Yuan Shen or the power of the True Qi, and only used the power of the flesh and body.

Now he has to hard-connect with this pickaxe, because there are more threats from the left and right rear and even above.

He slapped a palm, unpretentious, without using the slightest true qi, but this palm was like a cloud, like frost, like the wind and agile.

It slammed directly into the side where the pickaxe hit.

Precision is ingenuity.

The opponent's pickaxe was knocked out of track, and Jiang Cheng took a step to the left side quietly, defusing the strength of the pickaxe, and also avoiding a sword that stabbed him in the right waist from behind.

But he was directly facing two arrows and a long whip from the left.

This offensive is even more terrifying.

Jiang Cheng was tempted.

Two arrows flew in, and Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand to pop out with his fingers, which could facilitate the occurrence of shocks at this time.

With a "whoosh", another arrow rushed in, and the speed was even more amazing, directly piercing the arrow behind the two arrows.

Then, the three arrows seemed to explode, and they suddenly pierced Jiang Cheng's left ribs, temple, and throat in three tricky directions.

At the same time, the long whip like a snake had already struck Jiang Cheng's waist.

This instantaneous change is too fast.

Jiang Cheng had just stretched out his arrow, and the arrow had changed.

It was very thrilling, and it was also unexpected by Jiang Cheng.

Xu Yuantao and Qingqing both saw that their eyes lit up, and they secretly said that this time was too sharp.

At this moment, even the two of them were in this situation, and they had to be injured by an arrow.

But after all, Jiang Cheng is a congenital powerhouse, with a unique vision, and he is proficient in too many martial arts, and he has a strong ability to change on the spot.

At that moment, he changed his fingers into claws, and his body took a step to the right, avoiding an arrow to the left side, and a claw to smash an arrow to the throat.

The arrow that was about to be shot at the temple was dodged by him in a "turtle shrinking head" way.

But the long whip that was drawn to his waist could not be avoided at all, and then he quickly stretched out his fingers, and struck them like an eagle, as if he were about to catch a snake.

With a pull and a clamp, the long whip was slightly sluggish by a force, his waist shook, and his body was like a gyroscopic spinning to avoid it.

The three fingers were already red at this point, and the force of the long whip had it not been for the toughness of his fascia, and it would have cut off his fingers.

At this time, his body spun and rushed out, the speed was very fast, and he clapped his palms while spinning, and the hidden weapon that he received with the hidden weapon technique shot out again, forcing away other attacks.

"Pound!"

The long pickaxe was bounced up, Jiang Cheng's body spun close to the man's arms, and his palm pressed on the man's big acupoint, and the force was used just right, which immediately made his body numb and fell.

Break one of them, and then make a drum like a bamboo.

After a small half of tea, Jiang Cheng avoided the rain of arrows and approached the last big man with a bow, and the other party abandoned the bow and drew his sword.

A knife cut at the major artery of Jiang Cheng's neck, as fast as lightning and extremely sharp.

Jiang Cheng raised his hand casually, and his hand was like a snake pumping his body, extremely soft, but ruthless, and struck at the blade of the knife.

"Scandium!"

The knife was pulled away, and the big man drank vigorously, and made a move, his thumb clasped tightly, and the force penetrated his fingertips, poking it from the oblique plane, trying to pierce Jiang Cheng's throat.

Until this moment, he still shot fiercely and required human life.

But Jiang Cheng was already very easy to deal with him alone, and the other party clenched his fingers into a fist and raised it suddenly, like a dragon raising his head, but instead of crashing into the other party, he reached his own throat.

"Smack!"

A finger was knocked open by this punch, and Jiang Cheng had already bullied his body and pointed out, poking at this person's Zhangmen acupoint.

(To be continued.) )