Luo Jingfeng was besieged by the Kwantung Jiujiao, and the weapons of the fight were overwhelming, and the sea and sky in his arms were dying.

At this moment, the anxious heart is not all for the victory of the victory, but more about the life of the brother.

The more fierce the battle became, the seven people of the Kanto Nine Jiao, every move they used was a fatal kill.

Although Luo Jingfeng has the Nine Illusion Sound Palm, he can't use it.

He thought of covering the sun and swallowing the whiskers, but he didn't have any extra hands to withdraw, and the only thing he could respond to was the constant sweeping of his legs.

This moment.

Anxious in the heart, annoyed in front of the eyes.

Luo Jingfeng was already sweating, and the beads of sweat rolling down blurred his vision.

Flutter.

The spear pierced the collarbone of the shoulder.

Yes!

There was a heart-piercing pain, and Luo Jingfeng almost lost his voice and let go.

Haitian sorrow may be the awakening after a short coma, or the awakening of Luo Feng's tragic shouts. But at this time, his eyes were only a flash of time.

Push sharply with both palms, roll over and roll down.

Haitian stiffened his body, smashed the sharp weapon and spear, and fell to the ground.

Yes!

"Heavenly sorrow. ”

Luo frightened the wind and screamed, and the moment he jumped in the air, he pulled out the beard that covered the sun and swallowed the sky, waved his arms and raised his beard, turned and rotated, and the faster he turned, the faster the halo became.

Suddenly, a round of silver halo rotated under the hood.

The moment Luo Jingfeng stood on the ground.

The silver halo suddenly disappeared, and a long white whip, under the pressure of Luo's terrifying strength, spread straight out, like a spear and a sharp sword.

After Luo Jingfeng stood still, he quickly picked up the weak Haitian Sorrow, let him snuggle up beside him, and his eyes that were staring intently radiated the light of anger and hatred.

Originally, he didn't plan to fight against the Kanto Jiujiao, let alone completely wipe them out. After all, they are well-known in the Kanto region, and they can be regarded as heroes in the rivers and lakes, and dragons among the people.

But the last moment.

Their viciousness and ruthless slaughter aroused Luo Fengfeng's indignation.

The Kanto Jiujiao was still glaring angrily, gathering luck and luck, showing his teeth and claws.

A hint of autumn wind swept by, the cold soaked in, and a shiver.

Luo Fengfeng looked back, the blood on his shoulders was not stopping, and Hai Tianchou, who was leaning on him, was so weak that he had no intuition, and his trembling legs could not support his tall body.

The next moment.

It's a life-and-death contest without scruples.

Luo Jingfeng moved his arm and tightened his grip on Hai Tianchou's waist.

The Sun-Swallowing Whisker held in his right hand turned into a long soft white whip the moment he retracted his breath and swung it.

"Die!"

A shuffled nasal shout.

Covering the sun and swallowing the sky, Luo Jingfeng is holding the sea and the sky in the rotation and movement, like a giant python skimming the sky, like a dragon out of the water.

Sound.

Syllable.

Thump.

The sound was everywhere, and the place where the sun and the sky had to pass was pumped without a false beating.

In the blink of an eye, the white long beard swept around, and among the seven people, three fell to the ground and convulsed, and the remaining four were already stunned, unable to use the sharp weapon in their hands.

Luo frightened the wind stopped whirling, and for a moment his angry eyes widened, he aimed at one of them, and his beard was twisted. Covering the sun and swallowing the sky, it must flash out sharply, and bind the waist with precision. In a moment of stagnation, the tall man flapped his legs and swept through the air.

The bald guy smiled darkly, and a brocade fan restrained Chu Tianmei's purple frost broken jade sword.

Chu Tianmei couldn't retreat, and she couldn't take the call.

Boom.

The tall man who swept through the air fell in front of the bald guy.

Chu Tianmei flipped back when she heard the sound, and quickly withdrew from the range of the bald guy's brocade fan.

Over there, Hou Zishen jumped in the exchange fight between Chu Qingxin and Tan Liucheng. Fortunately, Tan Liucheng was frightened by Luo's mouth, slapped his swollen face, fanned out his teeth, and suffered severe pain in half of his head, which affected him and prevented him from coping wholeheartedly.

The encirclement formed by the encirclement has been blocking the fierce battle outside the circle of Luo Jingfeng's watching.

At this time, four of the seven people were missing, and there was a big gap in the original encirclement. While Luo was frightened and swept his beard, he looked at it with great eyes.

Suddenly.

The green rain smoke that drifted by, shaking the crescent moon and the sword, blocked the panicked Chu Tianmei.

Chu Tianmei was Qing Yuyan's opponent, and she had just been beaten by the bald guy and was weak, and her sword-lifting arm was still trembling weakly.

Luo was so anxious that Yang Xu's arm gathered strength, and with an eager whirl, two more people fell at the same time.

When the two of them fell to the ground, Luo Jingfeng turned around and aimed at Qingyuyan.

However, the distance is too far for the sun to swallow the sky.

Chu Tianmei raised her sword to block in Qingyuyan's slashing and slashing, and retreated again and again, and the direction of retreat was getting farther and farther away from Luo Jingfeng.

In a hurry, Luo Jingfeng gritted his teeth and endured the pain in his heart, supported Haitian Chou and jumped hard, and drew out the sun-swallowing mustache in an arc, and smoked on the waist of Qingyuyan.

This whip was an unsuspecting, but most severe whipping.

Wow!

With a scream, Qing Yuyan fell down.

Chu Tianmei turned around and stroked the sweat on her forehead, only then did she see Luo Jingfeng and Haitian Sorrow, who both fell to the ground, and rushed away desperately. The green rain smoke creeping up behind him, seeing Chu Tianmei passing by, couldn't stop it with a horizontal knife.

"Shocking, you're hurt. ”

Shouting in astonishment, he ran at a gallop.

"I'm fine, Tianchou has serious internal injuries. ”

When Luo Jingfeng sat up, he hurriedly fiddled with Haitian sorrow, and the eagerness and pain made his bronzed face flash a miserable white.

The moment Chu Tianmei knelt down, she pressed down on Luo Jingfeng's fierce bleeding wound.

Alas.

"Mother. ”

The mournful lamentation, the weeping is long.

Chu Tianmei grabbed the hem of Haitian's red robe and gritted her teeth.

Phew.

Hai Tian's new robe was torn in half in her hands.

Then, she gritted her teeth again.

Phew.

A long strip of red cloth floated neatly in Chu Tianmei's hand.

Chu Tianmei knelt and moved, but bit the strip of cloth, freed her hands, and carefully removed Luo Jingfeng's bloodstained clothes, and there was already blood on her shoulders, and it was a mess.

She shook the strip of cloth and wrapped it around the wound.

After doing this, Chu Tianmei frowned distressedly and helped Hai Tianchou to stand up.

Hou Zishen, who had no intention of fighting, made a false fight, and flew to Luo Jingfeng's side.

Luo frightened the wind and glanced around.

The bald guy quickly gathered everyone, and among the seven people in the Kanto Jiujiao, most of them were injured, while Tan Liucheng covered half of his face and squinted.

"Nima has a curfew, dare to take my face out of anger. ”

Tan Liucheng's severe toothache made him grit his teeth when he spoke.

"Cut your head, I'll take your urinal out later, let alone the face, maybe I won't even be able to find a corpse by then, and the face is a bird feather." ”

has been busy dealing with the fierce battle, and when Hou Zishen finished scolding, he couldn't wait to start picking his nostrils, as if this was an excellent time.

"You're an old ......"

"Shouldn't we have a talk?"

The bald guy interrupted Tan Liucheng's scolding, but still stared at Luo Jingfeng with a sneer.

"No discussion, there are only two possibilities, either let Yanhong go, or you all commit suicide. ”

Because Luo frightened the wound, the pain was relieved. He crossed his hands and pulled at his cloak, showing majesty and fearless arrogance.

Ha ha!

"Two or, I don't have a choice here, old man. ”

The bald guy glanced at the front and back, and although half of them were staggering and didn't have a look, the large number of people was still a big advantage.

"A large number of people is not necessarily all elites, but a small number of people can definitely be one as ten. ”

Luo Jingfeng lowered his arms and grabbed the beard on his waist with one hand.

He didn't plan to give the bald guy any more opportunities to gather popularity, since he wanted to be high, this was the best opportunity.

When Luo was thinking about it, he looked back at Haitian who was squinting open, but he was weak.

Worry about the surge.

"Can Tianchou still hold on!"

Luo asked softly, but fell into thought.

As long as Hai Tianchou can persevere, it is not impossible to win the bald guys.

"Don't worry, I can hold on, die... No ......."

Haitian replied intermittently, and stood up straight, wanting to prove it to Luo Jingfeng.

"Okay, since Brother Tianchou is willing to support it, then today I want the bald guy to die without a place to be buried, and avenge Tianmei as soon as possible. ”

Luo Jingfeng originally told the people around him, but as he spoke, he was excited, but he shouted out loudly.

Wowhaha!

"The breath is not small, can a snake swallow an elephant?"

The bald guy smiled even more gloomily, so that horizontal lines appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"You can't swallow a bite, but you can eat it slowly. ”

Luo was frightened and dragged the sun and swallowed the sky, and the beard rushed out and floated.

This time, due to a shoulder injury, he was unable to use the Nine Illusion Palms, and his hopes of victory depended on the Sun and the Heavens.

The bald guy who hurriedly dodged was looking left and right, except for Chu Qingxin, who stood dignifiedly, none of the rest were straight and vigorous. The languishing and grinning appearance made him have to jump out of the fight.

Chu Qingxin, who followed closely behind, although he didn't have the pipa to play, his eager spirit still made the bald guy praise him.

After Luo swept the sky, he waved his beard to cover the sun and swallow the sky, and a round of silver halo covered the sun, and the rotation became larger, and it did not fall for a long time.

The moment the bald guy looked up, he quickly retreated, away from the area covered by the silver halo.

Suddenly.

The sun flashed, and the silver halo disappeared.

Luo stood still, and a white whisker swept straight through.

The bald guy lowered his head, hugged his arms, and quickly pushed. The four reckless men standing dumbfounded beside him leaned forward.

The white whiskers were wrapped around and rebounded, and the four reckless men gathered and scurried, and were carried into the air by the sun-swallowing beard.

Ahh

The screams were endless.

After Luo was frightened back, he quickly lifted out.

Covering the sun and swallowing the sky, he changed his direction, and threw the four people who fell down with a kick and an arc.

The four disappeared and disappeared into thin air.

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