Chapter 51: Breaking the Deadlock

Murong Longcheng shouted violently: "Qi'er, Gongye, Fengsan, all over!"

Murong Qi and the three of them jumped up without thinking and landed on the wooden raft of Duan Yingsi and Ding Yu. As soon as the three of them left, Murong Longcheng had already lifted his right foot and stomped downward—only to hear a loud "click", and the wooden raft under his feet seemed to have been blown open by explosives, and dozens of severed logs were shattered in all directions, covering the entire length of the river.

And Murong Longcheng himself also took advantage of this stamping power to sink into the river and fall straight to the bottom of the river, and then he kicked his feet at the bottom of the river, and his body rose to the sky.

The big black man on the shore shouted, "Shoot the arrows!" When he landed, hundreds of sharp arrows roared towards Murong Dragon City in mid-air.

Seeing that this wave of arrow rain was about to shoot Murong Longcheng into a hedgehog, he twisted his waist and turned his body, spinning rapidly in mid-air like a big spinning top, and all the arrows that touched this "spinning top" were bounced off without exception, and then shot back against the way they came.

"Oops!" "Ahhh......h

I only heard a series of cries of pain, most of the shooters were injured by the arrows flying backwards, and a few lucky ones rushed to avoid it, and when Murong Dragon City stopped rotating, the arrow arrays on both sides of the strait had been completely broken.

Murong Longcheng fell back to the river, and his feet were like dragonflies dotting water, and he had already flown over a distance of more than ten zhang from the center of the river to the black man.

The big black man exhaled, and his right fist spun out from his waist and hit Murong Fu's chest directly - it was obviously just the simplest punch, but it felt like thousands of troops rushing into battle at the same time!

In the face of such a ferocious punch, Murong Longcheng did not dodge or dodge, only stretched out his left hand and flicked it slightly, and this punch inexplicably changed direction and hit the black man's own chest.

But Duan Yingsi's previous guess was right, this black man's use of his own strength had reached the point of turning to the extent that he was satisfied, he lost a punch, and he didn't try to retract his strength, but opened his five fingers, turned his fist into a palm, replaced the hitting force with a thrust, and pushed his upper body to rotate to the left, and at the same time bent his left elbow to Murong Longcheng, the force was heavier and faster than the punch just now.

However, Murong Longcheng failed to injure this black man with a blow just now, and he knew that he should not be underestimated, but he had no intention of entangling with him at this time, so after one move, his body flashed, and he had already crossed the black big man and chased in the direction of Empress Dowager Zhou's retreat. He knew that although Empress Dowager Zhou learned the list behind the rescue from her mouth, the time was too short, and she didn't have time to tell Xiaoyaozi and the others that as long as he could catch up and kill her, then this time, it would not be a complete loss.

On the river, as soon as Murong Longcheng came ashore, Murong Qi had already followed the same example, stepping on driftwood and chasing after him, Duan Yingsi also wanted to catch up, but when he saw Ding Yu, he hesitated.

Ding Yu said: "Master, don't worry about me, I have excellent water quality, and now without archers, this small river can't trap me." ”

As he spoke, Xiaoyaozi also showed his skills, crossed the river, and shouted "Ignite!" The six grass boats instantly ignited a raging flame and crashed into the wooden raft of Ding Yu and the others.

Ding Yu nodded to Duan Yingsi, turned around and jumped into the water, swimming towards the right bank. Duan Yingsi didn't delay any longer, stepping on the wooden block and flying towards the shore.

In the end, Gongye was left to the wind and the sand, and the two of them were not as light as Murong and Duan Yingsi, and they were not like Ding Yu who knew how to water, but when they saw the six fireboats crashing over, they could only grit their teeth and jump on the nearest two broken woods.

To say that the pressure between life and death can really make some people break through their own limits, the martial arts attainments of the sand in the wind are not as good as Gongyezhi, but the light skills are better than him, and his body is light and thin, and he successfully jumped four times in a row to cut off the wood, leaving the range of the fire boat.

But at this moment, there was a sound of falling into the water behind him, and the sandman in the wind was in the air, and when he looked back, he just saw Gongye Zhi struggling in the water, but he was hit by a fireboat, and then another fireboat also collided, and the two fireboats collided, and the sky was full of sparks.

In the wind, Sha felt a pain in his heart, and shouted "Brother Gongye!" and let out a breath, and then his feet were unstable and he fell into the river. This time, he did not have the luck he had before, and twelve water ghosts who operated the fireboat surrounded him from afar, allowing him to thrash in the water until his strength was exhausted and he sank into the water, and then waited for half an hour before he swam over and slashed at him, and even the corpse was smashed.

Pity the three generals of the Murong clan, all of them are first-class powerhouses on the Megatron side, but within one day. All of them died in this small bay.

Speaking of Murong Qi, as soon as he landed on the shore, he heard the strong wind coming from the back of his head, bowed his head sharply, bent over, cut his right hand upside down, and blocked the palm that came from behind. However, as soon as the palms were crossed, he felt that the other party's internal force was surging, far from being able to resist him, so shocked that he immediately moved the stars and wanted to hit the opponent's palm power back, but the opponent's palm power was strong and sophisticated, he could only try his best to deviate a little, and at the same time he used his own foot to exert force, and instantly bounced away, so he was not injured.

He looked up and saw Xiaoyaozi flashing past him like a light breeze. Murong Qi was shocked in his heart: It seemed that the palm just now was just a handful blow when he passed by his side, but it had almost made him unable to retreat - could this thief Taoist warrior's martial arts be higher than his father?!

As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but quicken his pace and hurry forward, but as soon as he turned a corner, he saw the big black man firmly in the middle of the road, and at some point there were two more swarthy short spears in his hands.

When they saw each other, one raised a gun, the other waved their palms, and they fought without saying a word.

The two of them could change a move or two, and another figure passed by very quickly, Murong Qi was overjoyed: "Uncle Duan Shi, my father and Xiaoyaozi are both ahead! That Xiaoyaozi is good at martial arts, you ......" Before he finished speaking, the black man forced him away with two shots, and stepped away to intercept Duan Yingsi.

"Don't think!" Murong Qi snorted, and his right leg spilled an afterimage, kicking at the back of the black man's heart. The black man had no choice but to turn around and block with two guns, Duan Yingsi had already crossed the two of them, and said: "Don't worry, nephew, I'll rush forward and help Lingzun." ”

At this time, not far in front of Murong Dragon City, I saw Empress Dowager Zhou sitting on a bamboo sedan chair, surrounded by a group of female soldiers. Murong Longcheng was ruthless in his heart, and was about to rush forward to kill someone, but he felt a piercing chill on the back of his neck, he was very familiar with this feeling, it was the killing machine of the supreme master.

At this distance, he was confident that no one in the world could stop him from killing the group of women in front of him, but he could not guarantee that when he killed someone, he would be able to dodge the fatal blow behind him at the same time.

In desperation, Murong Longcheng could only stop, slowly turned around, and said word by word: "Great! Xiaoyaozi, I have long wanted to know, you and me, who is the number one in the world!" (To be continued.) )