Chapter 118: Joining the Battlefield
readx;? Guo Jing joined the battle, and suddenly Huang Yaoshi's pressure increased greatly, Hong Qigong drank a little wine, sang an unknown song, and suddenly stopped and said: "Boy, if you don't go to help your father-in-law, maybe he will let you be with Rong'er as soon as he is happy." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
"Forget it, I, it's hard to explain. Zhao Fei sat down and filled himself with a glass of wine, and accompanied Hong Qigong to drink a glass, feeling bitter in his heart, this father-in-law's matter has not yet been brushed up, and how to explain Mu Nianci's matter to Huang Rong is a big problem.
"But if you don't go, your father-in-law may not be able to hold on, a few days ago he seemed to have a big battle with Ouyang Feng, the West Poison, as if he was losing both, and now he may not be able to break the formation. β
"Huh?" After listening to Hong Qigong's words, Zhao Fei looked at it, it turned out that Huang Yaoshi thought that Guo Jing was young and easy to bully, but he didn't expect that not only did he have deep internal strength, but also a solid foundation, and he couldn't break the formation for a while, and the situation was a little critical.
"Wait, it's not there yet. Zhao Fei shook his head, his brows tightened, this formation was interlocking, he made a rash move, not only might it not help, but both of them were trapped in the formation.
"Dad, are you alright? β
I saw a yellow cedar girl rowing by the lake, looking at the graceful figure, like the sound of a yellow cuckoo crying, Zhao Fei immediately recognized that this was Huang Rong, she hadn't seen her for a few months, she looked a lot thinner, and she didn't know what she had suffered.
Watching Huang Rong row the boat to the ground behind the Yanyu Building, Zhao Fei suddenly thought of it, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Rong'er is back, don't want it." β
said that it was too late and that it was fast, Huang Yaoshi lost his mind because of his daughter's shout, Qiu Chuji seized the opportunity, stepped on the seven stars, and the sword was like a dragon, seizing the opportunity, and Huang Yaoshi's situation was even more difficult.
When Huang Rong saw this scene, she didn't care about anything else, she had already jumped from the boat to land, and she was about to step forward to help.
Speaking of resourcefulness, Huang Rong may be okay, but in this competition, she is now a fake. Zhao Fei didn't care about anything else, threw down the wine glass, flew over the window, grabbed her, and then said: "This kind of heroic thing to save beauty has happened to me again." Rong'er, don't worry. β
Hearing the familiar tone, Huang Rong turned her head, looked at Zhao Fei with tears in her eyes, threw herself into his arms, and whimpered: "Brother Zhao, where have you been in the past few months, I have been looking for you for a long time but I haven't found you." β
"It's a long story, let's take a look at the battle first. Zhao Fei touched Huang Rong's little head, but in his heart he was thinking about how to break the formation and rescue Huang Laoxi.
"Brother Zhao, don't stop me, I'm going to save my father. Huang Rong said with a resolute face.
"Stay by the side, or let me go, lest I hurt you." Zhao Fei pressed the fragrant shoulders of his head, shook his head, and suddenly stepped forward.
Huang Rong tugged at Zhao Fei's sleeve, smiled shyly, and said, "It's better for me to go, your martial arts are not as good as mine." β
This little girl still thinks it's me before? Shibei has been impressed for three days, everyone understands this truth, but how many people really understand?
Zhao Fei smiled lightly, put aside Huang Rong's soft little hand, pulled out the shadowless sword, and faced Sun Bu'er is two swords, and Sun Bu'er's martial arts were slightly weaker in the Quanzhen Seven Sons, as long as she was a little messed up, then with Huang Yaoshi's skills, of course, it would be easy to go out of the battle.
Everything was as Zhao Fei expected, when the seventh son of Quan Zhen saw Zhao Fei and Huang Rong together, he knew that he was helping Huang Yaoshi, and he was on guard. That Sun Buji saw that Zhao Fei sealed his throat with a sword, and when his life was dying, he didn't care what the formation was, one person took a sword to block Zhao Fei's attack, and then the two fought on the side.
But Huang Yaoshi hasn't come out yet, and he is fighting with Guo Jing, Qiu Chuji and others there, as if he will never give up if he doesn't come out from there.
Zhao Fei scolded in his heart: "****, you're sick, what a fucking fuck." He had a fast sword in his hand, and he was dazzled by Sun Buer, Hong Qigong bit the chicken leg on the Yanyu Tower, and said in surprise: "This kid's martial arts are not bad, is it that young people are so powerful now, I am really old." β
As he spoke, Zhao Fei had already begun to gain the upper hand, if he didn't want to hurt anyone, otherwise Sun Buer would have been injured a lot.
Sun Buer couldn't beat Zhao Fei, and the Quanzhen Sect soon found out about it, a few people have not been senior brothers for decades, everyone looked at each other, and they also knew that there was no point in fighting with Huang Yaoshi, a few people withdrew from the formation, and then Ma Yu stepped forward and touched his beard, and sighed: "I don't know where the young man came from, now the young man is really good, senior brother, you go and persuade them, don't let him hurt Senior Sister Sun." β
"Hmm. Qiu Chuji nodded, took two steps forward and said, "Zhao Shaoxia can stop, if he continues to fight, he will hurt his anger." β
"Haha, that's true. Zhao Fei "rubbed", put away the sword, and laughed: "Thank you for your guidance on martial arts, the younger generation has benefited a lot." β
"What a young man who is a governor, and he knows how to take care of everyone's face. The seventh son of Quan Zhen said secretly in his heart.
"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be. What a hero. Sun Buji said with an embarrassed red face, and suddenly heard a loud noise over there.
Zhao Fei looked back, and Guo Jing somehow stopped Huang Yaoshi desperately, but he refused to let go. He descended the dragon with one hand and eighteen palms with great momentum, one palm after another, it was completely desperate, Huang Yaoshi knocked him back with two moves, and reprimanded angrily: "You kid, get out of the way, why can't you get along with me?"
"Yes, Brother Guo, why can't you get along with my father, has he offended you in any way?" Huang Rong also stepped forward to protect Huang Yaoshi, and asked with confusion.
Guo Jing thought of the tragic death of the masters on Peach Blossom Island, and was filled with grief and indignation, his whole body trembled violently involuntarily, and his eyes turned red. Ke Zhen said evilly: "Don't you understand what you are doing?" Jing'er, even if we can't win, we have to fight with this old thief." As he spoke, he raised his iron staff and swept towards Huang Yaoshi.
Guo Jing listened to Master's words, felt a burst of sadness in his heart, and then tears flowed down, and he shouted, "Master, Second Master, they ...... The five of them died so miserably! β
Huang Yaoshi stretched out his hand and grabbed the head of Ke Zhen's evil iron rod, and asked Guo Jing, "What do you say? Zhu Cong and Han Baoju have anything to do with me, how can they die?" Ke Zhenwei struggled to regain it, and the iron rod did not move at all.
Huang Yaoshi asked Guo Jing again: "You have no respect for your superiors, you talk nonsense with me, and use your hands and feet, is it for Zhu Cong and them?"
Guo Jing's eyes were bleeding, and he shouted, "You killed my five masters with your own hands, and you still have to pretend that you don't know?"
Lift the dagger and stab straight with your arms straight.
Huang Yaoshi waved his hand and threw out the iron staff, and with a bang, the staff and sword intersected, sparks flew everywhere, and the short sword was sharp, and a gap was cut in the iron staff.
It's really a skinny camel bigger than a horse, and Huang Yaoshi's martial arts are extraordinary.