Pei Gang has never had anything to fear. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A person who is not even afraid of death naturally has nothing to fear.

Even if a person faces an enemy attack, this is not a big deal.

For others, death is an end, but for Pei Gang, it comes from a kind of relief in more sense.

But Pei Gang can't die yet, and he doesn't want to die now.

Because of the Dragon City game, he hasn't gotten the result yet.

The result he wanted was naturally Yunmeng Tangmen, and he won the final victory.

And at this point, the first test came.

The menacing Jinghai Gang sneak attackers wanted to flatten the camp before the Yunmeng Tangmen army rushed back.

But what is left for the Jinghai Gang is less than a moment, and it will only take less than a moment to get from outside the forest to this camp at the earliest.

And Wang Wulang advanced to the camp very quickly.

On the way, he encountered fierce resistance from Lu Guang's remaining few disciples, but to no avail.

And those skilled disciples, after blocking to no avail, chose to directly activate all the mechanisms, slightly slowing down the pace of the Jinghai Gang's advance.

Pei Gang learned the news of Lu Guang's death from the mouths of those disciples who came back, although he couldn't be moved immediately, but such a backbone of the Tang Sect had no bones left like this, which really made people sigh a little.

And the news that Pei Gang was most worried about was actually the master of the disciple's mouth.

He was worried that it was the leader of the Jinghai Gang who came, so with his force, he might not be that Wang Wulang's opponent.

"Lu Guang..."Pei Gang took a deep breath, but he still arranged for a few disciples to come back and rearrange the defense of the camp.

He had to rely on the strength of one person to block Wang Goro's team from the camp.

Wang Wulang came very quickly, even faster than Pei Gang expected.

Wang Wulang led a gang of nearly 100 people, and the open space in front of the Tangmen camp was full of black pressure.

The disciples of the Jinghai Gang were well-equipped, and although the formation was not very neat, they let out bursts of cheers under the momentum of Wang Wulang's successive battles.

"It turned out that the Wang Gang Leader personally led the team!" Pei Gang laughed coldly, "This is another feint attack, and another sneak attack, and Wang Wulang, the Marquis of Cloth, also likes this set?"

"What's the matter, as long as you can win, any means are feasible, what matters is not the process, but the result!" Wang Xihua couldn't hold back the excitement in her heart, and said: "Finally entered this ghost place, Dad, let's quickly raze this place to the ground!"

"Don't worry, this strong man is alone, in front of the camp gate, I have to ask the name of the person!" Wang Wulang stepped forward and said, "Strong man, your surname?"

"Don't be expensive, Pei Gang, known as the white-faced Shura!" Pei Gang took out the Glaive Wheel from behind him and held it in his hand, facing Wang Wulang's momentum, but he didn't mean to retreat.

"I've heard of this name!" Wang Wulang said thoughtfully, "I heard that under your glaive wheel, there is no living mouth?"

"Of course, Gang Master Wang, do you want to take it and try it?" Pei Gang said sharply: "White-faced Shura, it was my previous title, and there is no one who dares to take my Glaive Wheel blow head-on!"

"Really?" Wang Wulang was not provoked by Pei Gang, he had wasted a lot of time fighting with Lu Guang before, and he would not change the entire plan for the sake of Pei Gang.

"Up, move here!" Wang Wulang gave an order, and the Jinghai gang behind him rushed up together.

Pei Gang just frowned, and also gave an order to let the guards of the camp fight back, while he raised the glaive wheel and attacked the Jinghai Gang disciples who rushed over.

The Glaive Wheel raised and fell, and the first few people to rush to the front had been cut in half by the Glaive Wheel.

Seeing this scene, Wang Wulang rushed to the front of the team in order to avoid too much harm, and approached Pei Gang's side.

Pei Gang hurriedly took back the glaive, divided it into two scimitars, and fought with the leader of the Jinghai Gang.

Wang Wulang's fist faced Pei Gang's glaive scimitar.

Pei Gang didn't fall behind, Pei Gang already had the strength close to Tianquan, and his internal cultivation was even more powerful, and Wang Wulang's strength was only at the level of Tianquan, and the gap between the two was not as big as imagined.

Wang Wulang was also very surprised by Pei Gang's level, Pei Gang was able to catch all of his "Hundred Cracked Fists" with two scimitars, and those high-speed and powerful fists could not cause substantial damage to Pei Gang for a while.

"The pale-faced 'white-faced Shura' does have a unique place!" Wang Wulang didn't dare to be careless, he didn't expect that among the Yunmeng Tang Sect, there was actually a martial artist who was less than thirty years old and had already broken through Yuheng, which was much stronger than Heng Yue.

Heng Yue is already a very outstanding descendant, and this Pei Gang is even better.

Wang Wulang was a little emotional, why is there no such character in the Jiangnan Salt Gang.

The pony was originally the most likely, but because of the perennial wandering in the fireworks and willow alleys, the progress of kung fu was slow, although the kung fu was acceptable, but it could not reach the level of people who were impressive and able to stand alone in the overall situation.

And this Pei Gang is the one who can stand alone in the overall situation.

One person faces a team of 100 people, his face does not change, and he can continue to fight with Wang Wulang, who is not at a disadvantage, I am afraid that only Pei Gang is present.

Pei Gang blocked the gate of the camp, and from time to time he was able to free his hands to stop the Jinghai Gang disciples who wanted to take the opportunity to rush in.

And above the wall of the camp, the remaining Yunmeng Tang Sect disciples fired huge crossbow arrows and strafed the Jinghai Gang disciples below.

Although the disciples of the Jinghai Gang also raised their crossbows to fight back, the power was not at the same level after all, and there were not even a few people from the Yunmeng Tang Sect who suppressed it.

"Leave that front alone, let's go in from somewhere else!" Wang Xihua shouted, "Let's take the oil and burn this wall on fire!"

Wang Xihua, a restless boy, actually wanted to burn the wall, but the wall had already been prepared and coated with a coating to prevent burning, which had already been applied on the ship of Yunmeng Tangmen.

"You better give up as soon as possible, it's useless, as long as I'm here, you don't want to hurt this camp in the slightest!" Pei Gang was full of meaning, not afraid of Wang Wulang at all, "Gang Master Wang, if you can't even pass my level, when the Tang Sect Master comes, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to get out!"

"Don't talk big, boy, before Tang Bei came, I had already destroyed this camp!" Wang Wulang's true anger skyrocketed, and there was a burst of agitation, and his momentum was even better than before.

"And you, too, die early!"