"What the fuck are you doing in a daze, give it to me!"

Seeing Li Pojun use a move of 'spear to pick the poisonous dragon', an obscene-looking minion immediately shouted and scolded. And although this man is not very conspicuous among the minions, and he is ugly, his eyesight is better than others. He saw that Li Pojun's shot was quite powerful, and he was afraid of injuring the boss who was gaining momentum, and then hurriedly beckoned the remnants of his minions to stop Li Pojun's assassination.

Although the minions are afraid of death, they also know at this moment that if they want to survive in the future, they must first ensure that the boss completes the internal strength.

Hearing that someone was taking the lead, all the minions did not dare to slack off, and surrounded them one after another, trying to stop Li Pojun's assassination speed with the blessing of knives and sticks.

However, how could Li Pojun be defenseless, I saw him grab the gun with one hand and pull it back violently, the silver gun was retracted and stuck in his waist, standing on the ground, and then holding the gun with both hands, and the gun began to dance with each other crossed under his feet.

With the silver spear in hand, the whirlwind danced wildly, and at the same time as the gun turned around his waist, it instantly became a hurricane and rushed around. Tens of thousands of transformed guns showed their edges between the silver mang's victory, and then the sound of "swaying" was like a grass viper swimming, and several sounds of breaking the sky spread in the forest, and the grass and trees were all swinging with the swing of the gun body, and everywhere they went, all the minions could no longer dare to step forward half a step to block, and they retreated one after another, each with a look of panic.

Suddenly, just as he was retreating and advancing, Huo Abiao raised his head to the sky and roared.

"Ah......h

Immediately afterwards, Na Huo Abiao lifted the big knife in his hand to the top of his head, and the blue and purple sword was victorious, and then the wind and thunder formed by the two internal forces loomed on the blade, and roared with a hideous face: "Come on, come on!"

Li Pojun was not afraid of this, without saying a word, he turned his body again, and stepped out violently, until he was only nearly three steps away from Huo Abiao, only to see Li Pojun suddenly make a sharp stop and turn around to ferry, the silver spear body was like a rabid dog Yasha when he turned back and stabbed out again, and this time the strength and speed were even more ferocious than before, and its edge was also revealed vividly at this moment, no less than Huo Abiao's momentum at this time.

The 'Wuyue Overlord Gun' is not as offensive as the ordinary soldier's family marksmanship, its strength, flexibility, change, virtual reality, and sharpness are all born from the transformation of fighting on the battlefield, and it is not a problem to have one enemy and one hundred. What's more, when Yue Fei passed on this marksmanship, he also integrated his other martial arts into it, which shows the subtlety of this marksmanship.

In the rivers and lakes of the imperial dynasties of the past dynasties, only when there was a large-scale war, the gun would only use this kind of weapon, only because the gun was too long to exert its power in the small space between the gaps, thus becoming a flaw. However, this is not the case in the Wuyue Overlord Spear, on the contrary, it is as unpredictable as a sword, and it is infinitely deified.

Li Pojun's reflexive spear stabbed the name "Shadow chasing." Although the power is not small, Huo Abiao's internal strength is not in vain. Seeing that the tip of the spear was about to pierce Huo Abiao's forehead, the big knife in Huo Abiao's hand also began to move. The blue-purple knife accompanied by the momentum of wind and thunder swept the horizontal knife, and then several afterimages followed closely behind the back of the knife with a crisp sound of "pop" and knocked Li Pojun's gun head away, and then Huo Abiao's arms and tendons burst out, his hands were violently lifted down, and his backhand was a knife up movement, followed by the silver spear that was being withdrawn and ran to Li Pojun's place.

On the contrary, Li Pojun was also surprised at the moment when Huo Abiao interrupted his moves, but how could he be distracted at such a moment, after the tip of the gun was knocked aside, Li Pojun was about to take back the silver spear and prepare to make an assassination move, but the speed of the knife in Huo Abiao's hand suddenly doubled, and it was already approaching him. In a hurry, Li Pojun didn't put away the gun, so he simply let the gun mop the ground, and quickly made a motion of rolling on the spot with the tail of the gun in his hand, and quickly dodged the powerful knives, but the grass behind it was cut out of three half-foot heavy knife marks.

"Ho ho ho ho ......!"

Huo Abiao saw that Li Pojun dodged his own attack methods, and did not give Li Pojun a chance to fight back at all, and his rough voice emitted a dantian breath, and then several swords were cut out by him, and slashed straight towards the place where Li Pojun was rolling.

Several blades were cut out one after another, and Li Pojun couldn't get out for a while, so he had to retreat.

And Ge Tianyou on the tree saw it most clearly at this time, and at the same time, he was extremely panicked in his heart, he didn't expect that Huo Abiao, who had been teased by himself before, would suddenly become so powerful, but he sweated for Li Pojun again, and he was now a little skeptical about why Li Pojun was so embarrassed!

Outside Ningyang County, the Wumu Dart Bureau and the Jianghu Juyi are still in opposition, and they have entered a white-hot stage at this moment. Just because one party is still trapped in the hands of this little flower as a hostage, if Hong Yang Gong at this time once the origin of the 'Burial Eagle Bone Whip' is clear, then just by virtue of Shi Ban's personality, he will definitely turn against the side of the dart game, but the matter is not so simple, assuming that Hong Lao does not comfort Xiaohua now and explain things clearly, then with Fang Zijing's viciousness, he will immediately kill the killer and fight to the death.

A breeze blew, the scene was silent, the cool weather was still blue, but no one knew where this coolness came from.

If the masters of the Tang Sect and the Tianzi Dart Xing were all here at this time, then the current strength would definitely be a one-sided situation. Especially the light skills in the Tang Sect are the best in the world, if there is one person, then it will not be a problem to save Xiaohua.

During the confrontation, a figure of "whoosh" crossed Fang Zijing's side, but before the figure flew away to Hongyang Gong's side, a "bang" sound also sounded at the same time.

"Hmph, I didn't expect the masters of the Tang Sect to come to this remote place. ”

The wind is howling, and the clothes are fluttering. A huge and strange giant axe collided with a pair of silver dangling shield and confronted each other in the midst of everyone.

I saw a man with a delicate appearance, thin eyebrows and thin lips, and a white robe smiling at the giant axe in Shi Ban's hand.

On the contrary, Shi Ban had already seen the origin of the human exercises, and was the first to snort coldly.

"Hehe, what is the matter with the deacon elder of the burial mound family coming to this remote place again?" the man in white smiled and asked rhetorically in a relaxed manner.

"Hmph, the matter of this sect, how can you ask a little Tang Sect protector, get out of the way. Shi Ban was upright, but he was arrogant, and in his eyes, except for a few Supreme Elders in the sect, no one could make him awe-inspired. When speaking, in addition to the bad tone, the holding hand is a brutal axe.

The man in white was not angry about this, and after blocking a move, a smile on the corner of his mouth flew into the air.

And Fang Zijing on the side was in a cold sweat at this time, and his eyes flashed with fear, so that the hand holding Xiaohua was slack and had no strength, because the blade of the giant axe was slashing towards his forehead like a storm!

(To be continued)