A gust of mountain wind blew, the coolness of early autumn, in the darker and deeper night, with a unique humidity in the mountains, blew on the body of a group of people in the rivers and lakes, but it made people feel cold for a while. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Especially after Yang Fenglou's words about "life is better than death", this feeling became more and more obvious.

Many people in the rivers and lakes saw that Liu Jinniang's left leg was broken by a stick, but no one dared to walk in front of Yang Fenglou and help her up.

Liu Jinniang's screams kept ringing in his ears, and even the people in the rivers and lakes who were not mentally strong couldn't help but shiver.

"Yang Fenglou, you are really vicious!"

Wu Feilong said hatefully.

"Liu Jinniang provoked Liu Jinniang with words, and even lashed out at the firmest belief in her heart, forcing her to be agitated to fight with you, and then seize her flaws and succeed with one blow, not to mention the level of your martial arts for the time being, just this means of manipulating people's hearts, it is really chilling, no wonder Wang Xianzhi is a grandmaster of the rivers and lakes, and he was separated by you......"

Yang Fenglou shook his head.

"You are a group of people, there are still more than ten people who can fight, not to mention you, a third-grade master, Liu Jinniang is a fourth-grade martial artist, if you and her join forces, even if I kill all the disciples around you, I will not escape death......

Words are also helpless......

If you want to blame it, blame you for coming to kill me with great momentum, and between life and death, I can't say so much!"

After finishing speaking, Yang Fenglou lowered his head and looked directly at Liu Jinniang with his eyes.

"I once wanted to settle accounts with you, it's true, for the sake of your orphans and widows, I want to let you go, it's also true, Yuanlin didn't die at my hands, it's also true, I want to track down the culprit behind the scenes, and it's even more true...... As for whether you will kill the enemy in the end, I will talk about it then......"

After Yang Fenglou finished speaking, Liu Jinniang's screams were heard, and he looked at him with a complicated expression, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

At this time, Wu Feilong sneered.

"Yang Fenglou, you don't have to pretend, you court eagle dogs, which one of you is not ruthless, when did you take the life and death grievances of our ordinary Jianghu people to heart?

I heard that you are not yet at the age of Chengding, and you are already in the middle of the Right Dragon Martial Army?

I can't say anything else, no matter what, I can't leave you today!"

After finishing speaking, Wu Feilong burst into tears.

"All the disciples obey the order and retreat twenty zhang, as long as they don't let him escape, without the old man's order, you don't need to fight with him!"

Wu Feilong gave an order, and many Songshan disciples scattered in all directions as if they had been granted amnesty.

Then, he took out the Songshan heavy sword, leaned over slightly, and burst out with a "potential" that belonged to the best players in the Sanpin rivers and lakes, looked directly at Yang Fenglou with both eyes, and opened his mouth to speak, but he said inexplicably.

"It's come to this, he can't be left behind, why not give it a go!?

Please help!"

After finishing speaking, he brazenly launched and rushed straight to Yang Fenglou.

And in the mountains and forests on the right side of the two of them, there was a sudden burst of "momentum", which shook the sound in the mountains and forests, and it was not inferior to Wu Feilong's "potential".

Yang Fenglou was suddenly shocked.

Who would have thought that Wu Feilong, a dignified third-grade Jianghu expert, gathered more than 100 people to come to besiege and kill Yang Fenglou, a fourth-grade martial artist, and even ambushed a third-grade master outside the battle group?

didn't have time to think about it, Yang Fenglou picked up the long stick in his hand and picked up the Liu Jinniang in front of him towards Wu Feilong, who was rushing, but he rushed to the left.

Wu Feilong saw that Yang Fenglou was about to run, and couldn't help but speed up, and Liu Jinniang rolled and smashed over in front of him, this great elder of the Songshan Sword Sect didn't think about it, he raised the heavy sword in his hand, slashed straight down, and smashed Liu Jinniang's backbone with a sword!

Then, he jumped up and stepped on Liu Jinniang's face full of disbelief, using his strength, like an eagle striking the sky, and swooped down on Yang Fenglou.

Yang Fenglou categorically did not expect that Wu Feilong would directly kill Liu Jinniang, a disciple of Songshan, and also use her corpse to exert force.

Wu Feilong was in mid-air, raised the heavy sword again, with the momentum of Mount Tai pressing the top, with the majesty of the top-down, and with a fierce sword, he was slashing Yang Fenglou's wishful golden hoop stick!

"Bang!"

The sound of gold and stone striking resounded through the mountains and forests.

Yang Fenglou's intuition was vigorous, and it came from the golden hoop stick in his hand, shaking the meridians around his body, not to mention that when the two struck each other, Wu Feilong had already burst out of the "momentum", enveloping Yang Fenglou head-on, if he was calculated, with Yang Fenglou's four-grade martial arts cultivation, it would be difficult to escape at all, and his body moves would be greatly affected.

Yang Fenglou gritted his teeth fiercely, and even ignored the vibration of the meridians around his body, and suddenly accelerated the circulation of the internal force of the bitter meditation in his body, concentrated all the internal force in his legs, and with the help of Wu Feilong's blow, he suddenly launched eight steps to catch the cicada!

Unexpectedly, at the last moment, he avoided the shroud of Wu Feilong's "potential"!

However, Yang Fenglou was not happy, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out!

Seeing this, Wu Feilong shouted in annoyance, and as soon as he landed, he rose up and pursued Yang Fenglou with all his might, but his heart was a little miserable, if he let Yang Fenglou go, there would be endless troubles!

He knows his own affairs, the martial arts path of the Songshan Sword Sect, he is taking the big open and closing one force to reduce the ten meetings, and the most important thing is to suppress people with grandeur, but it is shorter than the body, Wu Feilong has practiced for many years, and the same is true.

Especially when he was just in the crowd melee, he saw the flexibility of Yang Fenglou's body method, and he knew that with his dignified identity, it was impossible to suppress Yang Fenglou on top of his body method.

The only opportunity is to use all factors to get close to him, use the coercion of the "potential", and control him within the scope of the "potential".

Otherwise, as long as Yang Fenglou wanted to run, Wu Feilong would be helpless.

As he expected.

Yang Fenglou was injured desperately, and he also got out of his "momentum", and after unfolding his body, he gradually widened the distance between him and Wu Feilong, even if he was so angry that he drank again and again, but it was in vain!

Just when Wu Feilong was secretly annoyed, there was like a gust of wind passing by.

But it was the good hand in the rivers and lakes who also released the "potential", wearing a night suit and a black scarf to cover his face.

He actually crossed the entire battlefield in a short period of time, and surpassed Wu Feilong, which shows how fast his speed is!

When Wu Feilong saw the man in black passing by him, tracking behind Yang Fenglou, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

But he didn't want to, when the man in black passed by him, he muttered softly, and with the help of the mountain breeze, it drifted to Wu Feilong's ears.

"Useless stuff!" (To be continued.) )