And unlike the people on the periphery, the two people at the core obviously didn't want to make a fuss, raised their hands, stopped the indignant voices on the periphery, looked at Zhang Shu and the three of them, and said threatening words slowly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Don't mistake yourselves, you have annoyed us and killed you all. ”

Zhang Shu looked at the man who was plain but arrogant, and the anger in his heart rose even more, and he couldn't go down anymore.

Laughing angrily, in the midst of laughter, Zhang Shu slapped his nose with his hand and said, "The old dog from there, the fart really stinks, it stinks?"

Tian Hanxian was also angry, and when he heard this, he immediately took advantage of Zhang Shu's words and said, "Brother, this is not only smelly, it is simply smoked to death!"

Of course, Yi Shuyu on the side would not be silent, and he also sneered, "Such an old dog should still be slaughtered, so as not to pollute the purity and spoil our interest in blowing the wind." ”

Those Dongying people listened to the words of Zhang Shu and the others, and suddenly became angry and angry, and the sound of drawing swords was loud, wanting to choose people and devour.

But none of the people in the lead spoke, and none of these Dongying people who drew their swords did anything, just stared at Zhang Shu and the others.

When Zhang Shu and the others saw it, they couldn't help but feel the trickiness. These people are not simple, they have the style of the army to order and prohibit, even if they are crazy with hatred, they still endure those angers.

Such an enemy is undoubtedly difficult to deal with, before, the three of them unanimously wanted to use words to make these Dongying people lose their minds, but it was not effective, and now, it doesn't hurt to talk more.

Zhang Shu turned his mind, looked at the appearance of those Dongying people who were about to move, laughed louder and louder, stopped suddenly, and pointed at them, saying, "Say that you are old dogs, they all lifted you, you look like this, you are all living and shrunken heads!"

This time, even the person in the lead can't suppress many angry Dongying people, they also have dignity, especially in the face of Zhang Shu and the three of them, who don't seem to be powerful, under the nature of bullying the weak and fearing the hard, the dignity is particularly heavy.

can't stop it, and the person who led it will no longer stop it, and Zhang Shu's words from the three of them, he is not without a little anger. Facing the people who didn't want to endure it anymore, after he said "don't leave a living mouth", he turned to look at their target, Miss Song Ling.

Song Ling, who had never been salty or light before, opened her half-closed eyes for the first time and glanced at the three of them after seeing Zhang Shu and the three start a conflict with the Japanese.

Without saying anything, she looked at the Dongying people who were confronting her opposite, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in her eyes for the first time.

Exhaled, Song Ling began to mobilize her internal power with a special breathing method, and what was manifested on the outside was that outside her body, there was a white glow.

This brilliance has to be described in words, that is, pure, sacred, and a trace of domineering that does not tolerate foreign things.

At this time, not only the Dongying swordsman opposite Song Ling was tense, but the person who had been sweeping the formation on the side, looking for Song Ling's flaws, couldn't help but hold his breath, raised his skills, and subconsciously took out his weapon from his arms, a foot-long iron fan.

At this time, the pressure Song Ling gave to the two of them was like facing a storm alone, and they seemed a little helpless. They didn't know which one Song Ling was targeting, or if Song Ling was targeting the two of them.

Such an unknown made the sweat on the foreheads of the two of them unstoppable. But the two didn't even dare to move, for fear that after they moved, they would show their flaws.

They are killers, but they are more afraid of death, and when they die, there is nothing left.

The two Dongying people were nervous, but Song Ling was so tidy, as if she was drinking tea in her own manor.

The two Dongying people don't move, Song Ling just moves by herself.

"Sneaky rat, take me, Crosshammer!"

With that, the loose fingers began to retract, and they were clenched into hammers. At that moment, Song Ling took a step forward like a galloping horse.

At the same time, as if she had a sledgehammer in her hand, she struck forward.

"Boom ......"

A sound exploded, and a wave of billowing white gas rushed towards the two Dongying people. In this rolling wave, the two of them couldn't see, and all they saw in front of them was a white scene.

Since the two Dongying people can run rampant for a long time, they are naturally not easy to get along with each other for a long time, so that the two who almost have a heart quickly retreated, until there is no way to retreat, the two stopped and stood side by side.

The swordsman crossed the knife, grasped the blade with his other hand, and closed his eyes and concentrated.

And the person holding the fan, brushed it, opened the iron fan, and suddenly, countless powders shook off the iron fan. After his "smack", the powder that shook off began to burn. These powders are very fine, if you don't look closely, you can't find them at all, but the enemy will think that this is an immortal method, and most of the courage will suddenly disperse. On weekdays, he has calculated countless people by this means, but with a lot of energy, he will not be confused by any illusions. However, his killer move is not purely a trick that uses illusions to confuse people and make people bold.

After the man saw that the illusion was ineffective, the power in his body was drawn and rushed into the flames that burned from the powder.

With the help of that person's internal strength, the flames suddenly seemed to be poured with gasoline, and they soared up. In an instant, the flames, which were originally no more than the size of a human head, condensed into a large python with a length of one zhang under the control of that person.

Although the python is only one zhang long, judging from the momentum, it looks like a prehistoric beast, looking at it, it doesn't seem to be weaker than Song Meiling's strength under a wave.

The python and the explosive energy will eventually have a battle.

It's close at hand, and it's already good that the two Dongying people have such a reaction. Soon after the Flame Python appeared, the two collided.

As soon as the roar stagnated, immediately, with an irresistible posture, the flame python was blown away, turning into dots of fire scattered on the roof of the car, melting into thin holes, and extinguished.

The ferocity of this blow was already beyond the expectations of the two Dongying people, if it weren't for the hope of killing them, the two would have turned around and fled. Rao is like this, and the two of them are also bitter in their hearts, they are also first-class players, why is the gap so big?

Fortunately, after defeating the flame python, the magnificent momentum still dissipated slightly, and while the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, they couldn't help but feel a little more confident.

Song Meiling, she is not a real martial artist after all!

It's not real martial arts, after all, there are flaws at all, and if there are flaws, they have a chance to win.

Thinking about it, the person holding the fan perked up in his heart, and after a few thoughts, he slapped the iron fan in his hand. The seemingly solid iron fan was scattered in the middle of his beat.

I don't know if the quality of the iron fan is not good, or if the Dongying people are too powerful?

However, from the scattered iron fan fan pieces fell on the iron sheet of the carriage, but pierced the iron sheet and submerged into it, I knew that this was even because of the profound skills of the Dongying people.

And the powerful Dongying people are defeated by Song Ling, so how strong is Song Ling?

And the Dongying people scattered their weapons, not to be killed, but to have other plans.

What he was trying to do was a few ruler-long silver needles that he held in his hands.