Sheng Nanqiao is a figure of the same generation as Tiandao, Tiandao is already ninety-six years old, Sheng Nanqiao is almost ninety years old, if he started to cultivate internal strength at the age of twenty, he has been practicing for more than seventy years now, how many years have he practiced without regrets? Twenty years, the difference between the middle is more than fifty years. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The whirling figure faded to a halt, and the cold color that appeared in the sky from dozens of illusions immediately dissipated, only to hear a muffled snort from Sheng Nanqiao under the sword, the figure of the demon in the sword was oblique, and he swayed up again in an instant on the ground.

The red blood dripped from the shoulder of Shengnan Bridge, fell on the ground of the bluestone slab, and the beach scattered into a dark red blood flower, not showy, not dazzling, it was a clump, he raised his legs, motioned for his two sons to stand up, and then exhaled: "It's just that the shoulder was a little injured, a knife cut, the old skin cracked a little, not serious......"

Although it is a knife cut, although only the old skin is a little cracked, but this knife is tantamount to cutting his heart and liver, his spirit, this knife, distinguish the strength of the victory and defeat, judge the depth of cultivation, judge a case that has not been closed for more than ten years, and cut off his reputation for half a lifetime.

Xin Huitian's eyes were bulging, the light was like blood, he gritted his teeth and said: "This knife will be filled with the life of the surnamed Jun!"

Sheng Nanqiao said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, return to heaven, don't worry, the matter is not over, let's see if there is still room for maneuver......"

On the other side, he stood silently without regrets, he was not injured, but there were seven tears in the robe on his body, and these seven tears were naturally the masterpieces of Sheng Nanqiao.

But both of them understand that this is by no means Sheng Nanqiao's mercy, or insistence on forgiveness, but to ask each other to test their skills, Sheng Nanqiao is only able to cut through the enemy's robes, just like the same unrepentant attack, it can only hurt the other party's shoulders, this battle, no one let anyone, no one has any reservations, everyone is on it!

The Sheng brothers stood up separately, Sheng Cang's eyes were full of tears, and he was speechless, but Sheng Lang was full of anger and did not restrain himself, the two brothers looked different, but one thing was the same - they were all in a form of desperately avenging their father!

Xin Huitian had no regrets, his mouth was already talking to Sheng Nanqiao, and his voice was very subtle: "Big brother, your mind is the same as mine, for the sake of Brother Tai's reputation and prestige, this son must not be kept, but the eldest brother must be able to see it and pull his face down to make it happen!"

Sheng Nanqiao's voice was muffled: "You mean ......"?

He knew that his eldest brother was knowingly asking, and now, he couldn't help Xin Huitian not to take on this burden, he coughed lightly, and said in a forced tone: "The knife technique surnamed Wu is quite ruthless, and there are uniqueness, even the eldest brother, we have been defeated three times and three times, the eldest brother and I also hung the color, according to this situation, we are not opponents with one-on-one, of course, with four to one absolute stable odds, as long as the eldest brother is willing to break the face, temporarily forget the rules of martial arts, the four of us are side by side, and the surname Wu can be leveled!" ”

Sheng Nanqiao's eyes were half-open, he was speechless, but his eyebrows were deeply locked, he was not embarrassed to do this, the two sides had already seen through their faces, what else was there to scruple about? He was just thinking about how to end up with the consequences of success and unsuccess?

Xin Huitian whispered again: "Without further ado, the night is long and there are many dreams, big brother, in order to ensure that you and I have a hundred years of fame, we can no longer care about anything else, so if you are poisoned by this experience, you will never suffer in the future, and you don't worry about publicity!"

Sheng Lang next to him also said eagerly: "Dad, your old man has to make a decision immediately, except for what Uncle Xin said, there is no good plan at the moment, the opportunity is fleeting, Dad must quickly take the idea, and when Wu Jun breaks out, he will no longer be able to close his mouth!"

Xin Huitian asked urgently: "Big brother, let's go."

Sheng Nanqiao closed his eyes, and nodded almost imperceptibly.

The four of them surrounded Wu Regret, except for Sheng Cang with a trace of guilt on his face, the remaining three all looked like they were eager to eat Wu Regrets alive.

After fighting repeatedly, Wu regret was already a little powerless, he glanced at everyone with hateful eyes, and then sneered: "I'm really blind, I think you are gentlemen, I didn't expect you to be a bunch of hypocrites, it seems that you are planning to besiege it, hahahaha."

Xin Huitian said: "You little bastard, you came to challenge, and you lost our face, do you think you can really leave safely like this?"

"Originally, I wanted to try not to hurt the peace, but I didn't expect you to be aggressive, to tell you the truth, today's fight is a big deal."

"Even if you little bastard still wants to break the net, with the four of us joining forces, you might as well be caught."

No regrets did not speak, but took out a small white porcelain bottle from his arms, which was unintentionally obtained in the vertical and horizontal dart game, and devouring it can stimulate his potential in a short time.

Without regrets, he didn't think about it, he opened his mouth and swallowed a pill, and after eating the pill, he saw that his whole body was imposing, compared to Sheng Nanqiao, and even the long knife in his hand made a buzzing sound.

"Seven Ghost Pills," Xin Huitian suddenly exclaimed.

Sheng Nanqiao suddenly seemed to have swallowed a dead mouse, he never thought that he had no regrets to have such a poison as the Seven Ghost Pill, it is said that the person who devoured the Seven Ghost Pill can stimulate the potential of the whole body and maximize his martial arts.

For some reason, Sheng Nanqiao actually had the feeling of lifting a stone to shoot himself in the foot.

Sheng Lang on the side was at a loss, and he asked the bald old man, "Second uncle, what is the Seven Ghost Pill?"

"The Seven Ghost Pill was developed by a guy known as the ghost doctor of the Demon Sect back then, it can make people maximize their strength, and can make an unpopular martial artist instantly enter the ranks of super-first-class, and it was because of this thing that the right path of attack would lose troops and generals, and it has not been able to recover ...... so far."

"That"?

"Wu Xiaohai's skills are amazing now, and the four of us may not be able to make them opponents together, so we must do our best in this battle, otherwise he will"?

"What will happen to him," Sheng Lang continued to ask.

"Kill all the sheng up and down".

Sheng Lang also sensed that the situation was not good, and reached out to draw his sword, and the four of them stood in four directions, southeast, northwest, and north.

The Great War is imminent!

No regrets' eyes began to appear a trace of mad red, and the momentum on his body became more and more amazing, so that the Sheng Cang brothers on the side were a little unsteady, only Xin Huitian and Sheng Nanqiao were still struggling to persevere.