"Young Master!" Gao Wu was about to step forward, but was stopped by Gao Wen, at this moment, the two of them were strong, and the suppressed party could not be distracted, otherwise blood would be splashed on the spot. www.biquge.info The stronger the player, the less chance there is to show a flaw, and if one side shows a flaw and the other side catches it, the battle will end immediately.

Gao Liancheng didn't expect Heng Yue's speed to be so amazing, and wanted to suppress Heng Yue, but he didn't expect that the other party just took advantage of the moment when he returned the gun, and he jumped on the ground with such speed and strength, so that he couldn't move at all, and could only block the opponent's sword momentum with all his strength.

At this time, the posture is already unstable, and the forced support must not last long, Gao Liancheng saw that the situation was declining, and he had nowhere to focus on the internal force, but he did not panic, although he was careless and let Hengyue take advantage of the loophole, but there was still room for return.

Gao Liancheng let go of his left hand and leaned his body to the right in the middle of Heng Yue's breath of gravity again, and the gun smashed heavily on the ground and smashed a deep pit. He raised his right hand upwards and slid Heng Yue's heavy sword to the side along the barrel of the spear, turning his head to avoid the blade, only shaving off a few strands of long hair. He rolled for several weeks, then quickly picked up his gun and got up, and took a few steps back to confront Heng Yue.

"Wonderful!" Heng Yue couldn't help but sigh, the original brutal suppression was cleverly resolved by Gao Liancheng. Although Gao Liancheng was unkempt, his white clothes were also covered with dust, and he was a little embarrassed, and he no longer had the self-confidence he had at the beginning.

"Deputy Heng Gang Leader is outstanding in martial arts, it is Gao who underestimates the Central Plains Sect!" Gao Liancheng took a deep breath, originally this was not in his plan, although he miscalculated for a while, but this competition is not over yet, how can the prestige of the Gao family be planted here.

At this time, at the end of the inn, the battle between Qin Huan and Zhang Ang was still continuing. Zhang Ang's strength was heavy, copper skin and iron bones, Qin Huan's posture was light and his movements were agile, both sides couldn't hurt each other for a while, and the disciples on the side didn't dare to rush forward, and it became a death match between the two.

"This Zhang Ang, who has practiced an iron cloth shirt, and is good at using internal force to strengthen his physique, is simply a piece of iron!" Qin Huan felt a little sorry for his sword, seeing that this stainless steel sword actually had some small gaps. The sword in his hand was originally specially created by the Tang Sect, but there is only one thunderbolt sword, and tonight it is a dead and injured disciple, and it is a damaged sword, I am afraid that it is really shameless.

No matter how strong kung fu is, it will be difficult to find it for a while. Qin Huan confronted Zhang Ang cautiously, thinking carefully about this fateful gate, and he couldn't carelessly be caught by the other party, he had already seen the power of the iron fist.

Qin Huan had already tried to attack Zhang Ang from all directions with the Thunderbolt Sword Technique, but to no avail, and on several occasions Zhang Ang seized the opportunity to counterattack, but fortunately, there was a thunderbolt pace to confuse him, otherwise he would not be able to retreat with his whole body.

Zhang Ang actually took the initiative to rush up, relying on the kung fu of the iron cloth shirt without fear, and did not take Qin Huan's sword in his eyes at all, if there was no means to break the defense, he was really helpless to deal with such a stone.

Qin Huan dodged Zhang Ang's attack while looking for Zhang Ang's life. Those who practice iron cloth shirt kung fu are nothing more than the lower body and eyeballs, and the man's anger is discharged, and the iron cloth shirt kung fu is naturally self-defeating, so after learning iron cloth shirt, you can no longer think about men and women, in fact, it is no different from being a monk. The Shaolin Temple of the former dynasty, after the fire has been closed the mountain gate, only accept pilgrims, no longer compete with the outside world, there is a kind of array called the eighteen bronze array, probably this principle.

Qin Huan was in front of him, constantly dodging Zhang Ang's attacks with light steps, and trying to find the stone man's life at close range. Originally, this stone man and the short man cooperated with each other, one main harassed and attracted attacks, and the other main attacked to take people's lives, and the two joined forces, even if it was a warrior who opened the anode, he might not be able to retreat with his whole body.

Fortunately, he killed the fatal short man early, but this stone is a hard bone to gnaw, Gao Liancheng saw the opportunity, risked being surrounded by Zhang Ang and stabbed Zhang Ang's lower body with a sword, but his steel sword trembled, and he couldn't move forward at all.

"What!" Qin Huan hurriedly held his sword, and took a few steps back, first dodging Zhang Ang's attack, and then avoiding Zhang Ang's several heavy punches, keeping a distance from Zhang Ang.

"Everyone in the world knows that a man's life is the key to the iron cloth shirt, so naturally he can't expose such an obvious weakness!" Zhang Ang laughed coldly: "I didn't expect Zou Xiaoer to be defeated so quickly, I shouldn't have let him pester you if I knew it!"

"The Gao family is here, I think I must have no strength to chase after it, but Zou Xiaoer and I are like brothers, so I have to ask you to pay for it with your life!" Zhang Ang roared, and attacked Qin Huan with great momentum.

Zhang Ang's speed suddenly became faster, and instead of attacking with his fists, he fell to the ground with both hands and kicked with both feet, "blasting" over like a stone bullet, and caught Qin Huan off guard. Qin Huan barely dodged with his pace, but several Tang Sect disciples behind him couldn't dodge and were knocked off the spot.

The stone man went on a rampage at high speed, completely ignoring his own disciples. Qin Huan dodged Zhang Ang's fatal impact again, but one of Zhang Ang's disciples did not dodge, and was pushed against the wall by Zhang Ang and smashed into a puddle of flesh.

Seeing this, the assassins in the north immediately became chaotic, and quickly retreated to avoid being injured by Zhang Ang, and one of the assassins who did not know whether he was alive or dead was about to come forward and shout, but was knocked away by the rampaging Zhang Ang.

Zhang Ang had no rules, and kept attacking Qin Huan, and even destroyed a few houses, but fortunately, he was prepared early in the afternoon and emptied the houses around the inn, otherwise there would be one more killing disaster.

Qin Huan stood still, this chapter Ang's destructive power was too great, at this moment, he completely ignored the task, just to kill, if he didn't stop it, by the time this reckless man was exhausted, Baling City would also be in a mess.

"We can't let this harm expand anymore!" Qin Huan crossed his sword in front of him, aiming at the eyes of Zhang Ang who was rushing over, and rushed towards Zhang Ang with an arrow step, his body no longer flickered, but converged into a ray of lightning and attacked Zhang Ang directly.

"Look at my thunder!" Qin Huanfei stabbed out with a sword, hitting Zhang Ang's left eye, but he couldn't penetrate it or pull it out, Zhang Ang was in pain for a while, but he didn't slow down.

Zhang Ang flew and grabbed Qin Huan, and was about to put Qin Huan against the stone wall a few feet behind.

"Die, worm, bury my brother!"

A swift shadow flew towards Zhang Ang, just flicked it lightly, blocked Zhang Ang, and flicked it again, knocking Zhang Ang back several feet away.

The figure that suddenly appeared was a middle-aged man dressed in gorgeous clothes, wearing a purple and gold belt engraved with the crest of the Yunmen Tang Sect around his waist, with an extraordinary momentum but a rich and noble style on his face.

The sword in Qin Huan's hand fell to the ground in shock, and he shouted hesitantly: "Door, door master!"