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Hearing this, Shangguan Muling was very angry, and wanted to break free of Zhang Lang's hand to compete with them, and said coquettishly: "You have the ability to fight alone!

"After meeting Lord Yama, let him give you an evaluation of who is a hero!" Huo Lian Shuidao, he relied on many uncompromising means on the road to fame to get to where he is today.

"Do you have the ability to do this?" said to the playboy Zhang Lang lightly without letting her hands break free.

Shangguan Muling was suddenly infected by his tranquil demeanor, and his heart also settled down, and now calmness is the first thing.

"Hmph, don't shed tears if you don't see the coffin!" Qiu Zhong shouted.

Zhang Lang has two plans, radiate a bomb for help, or find an opportunity to escape. But he was reluctant to send this kind of opportunity to send a rescue bomb for two reasons: first, it was not the most critical time, and he wanted to wait until the most critical moment; second, he still wanted to stay with Shangguan Muling alone, at least let Shangguan Muling go through some hardships with him, so that she would be deeply impressed by herself.

The encirclement formed by sixteen people is gradually shrinking.

Shangguan Muling and Zhang Lang were back to back, feeling each other's presence through the slight movement of their backs, and they were doing defense.

Playboy holds a steel fan, usually chic and confident, and has never put his opponent to death, at present, he really feels that it is time for life and death.

He glanced sharply at the dozen or so mercenary masters with a strong aura and a cold front in their eyes. The strength of each of these dozen or so mercenary masters is not weak, and no matter what, they together have an absolute advantage.

"Come on, let's see if you can trap us!" Zhang Lang attacked directly towards Sun Anshan, who was the most powerful, he had always used light skills, and it was the first time that he had used a steel fan to attack directly and forcefully.

The Hanging Star Hammer Qiu Zhong was next to Sun Anshan, knowing that Sun Anshan was barehanded, in order to protect him, he swung the hammer heavily and blocked Zhang Lang's steel fan.

In his impression, such a heavy hammer. must have made Zhang Lang withdraw the steel fan, and a smile of victory to force Zhang Lang back already appeared on his face.

Then, to his shock, the playboy looked such a handsome and beautiful man. He used a steel fan to directly block his hammer.

The weapons of the two collided with each other, emitting a discordant accent.

Zhang Lang gave up the damage to the steel fan and tried his best to block it, and directly supported the hammer.

This power was so powerful that Qiu Zhong was amazed.

The steel fan grinded like a sharpening blade on the hammer and slashed towards Sun Anshan's throat.

After all, Sun Anshan's reaction was quite agile, and he could only retreat at this time.

Playboy continues to press forward. The force formed by the friction was able to force Qiu Zhong to hold the hammer and keep backing away with him.

"Look at the move!" Shangguan Muling is also a master of the rivers and lakes, how can there be any reason not to make a move at this time, understanding Zhang Lang's desire to break through, holding the sword scabbard engraved with patterns and exuding a fragrant smell in his hand reveals a little cold light, and the thin sword is out of the sheath. I only heard that the thin sword roared without trembling, exuding a compelling coolness, bloodthirsty and cold.

This state is completely different from the feeling when I competed with Zhang Lang just now, how could I be so so terrible just now, suddenly. Shangguan Muling seems to have changed into a fairy, a cold and cool girl from another world.

She turned and stabbed Qiu Zhong in the chest.

Qiu Zhong protected Sun Anshan, how could he prevent such a strange and distorted "Mu Ling Sword Technique" from coming so suddenly.

Fortunately, Dong Chang immediately came to make up for the defense and forced away Shangguan Muling's sword fiercely. Including Huo Lianshui also came forward to save these two people, and the iron abacus Liu Ming's iron abacus had already shot, and a series of attacks that blocked the sword path and the steel fan were in front.

scared Sun Anshan and Qiu Zhong into a cold sweat, but at this time, there was no chance to breathe, so they could only retreat again and again, looking for a moment to escape.

More than ten other masters rushed towards her back almost at the same time when Shangguan Muling drew her sword, because they were all masters. The tacit eye contact was saved, the weapon in his hand broke through the air and roared, and the cold light gathered in the moonlight, and the murderous aura was awe-inspiring.

One hit missed. Shangguan Muling's eyes were murderous, so she could only give up attacking Qiu Zhong and block behind Zhang Lang, the long sword slashed horizontally, the momentum was incomparable, and the thin sword danced. The various weapons that block it should not stop ringing.

A short sharp knife protruded from the top of the playboy's steel fan, and it began to bite Sun Anshan and Qiu Zhong, because they were the key to the breakthrough of the current disadvantage, and they must not let go of this opportunity.

The long sword trembled, and the figure of a mercenary master flew up violently to dodge, Shangguan Muling suddenly looked at the other masters as if they were nothing, and his body burst into pursuit, and his legs kicked on the person like rain and lightning, only to see that person thrown into the distance, fell to the ground and hummed, and it was difficult to get up again.

At this time, Shangguan Muling's desperate mood for victory was not the same as the gentle wind and drizzle of the past two days, in just a few seconds, under the cold, cruel and domineering sword momentum, taking advantage of the other party's ignorance of his own strength, he knocked down a person in an instant, everything was so smooth and unbearable, and the injured mercenary master was so fragile.

With a hit, Shangguan Muling seemed to be even more excited, as Shangguan Muling turned around and kicked back, with her Mu Ling's swordsmanship, her posture was beautiful and fast, and she met a hired master next to her, and the sword roared angrily, only to see the afterimage of the sword in her hand disappear, and multiple swords stabbed this person's knee, making him fall to the ground with a bang, unable to pursue.

Only then did more than ten masters understand the true strength of Shangguan Muling, a beauty, put away the heart of the enemy just now, and began to no longer pursue violently with loopholes, but cautiously meet the enemy, pay attention to the coexistence of defense and attack, and effectively contain Shangguan Muling.

Under Qiu Zhong's empty hammer counterattack, although the playboy finally stabbed Sun Anshan, making him fall to the ground and snort in pain, his right arm was numb by Qiu Zhong and Huo Lianshui's combo, and even the steel fan almost got out of his hand, so he had to replace the steel fan with his left hand to break through the gap.

Except for the three people who were knocked back to the ground, it was difficult to create new results, and although they were constantly advancing, they were caught in a bitter battle.

Throughout the night, there was a continuous bitter battle.

Zhang Lang gritted his teeth, remembering what the eldest brother said: "The life left is here!" If this continues, the two are likely to be exhausted, but the opponents are so numerous, and the martial arts are high, and the defense has begun to be tight again, what is there to be opportunistic?

Shangguan Mu Ling was also sweating profusely, although Mu Ling's swordsmanship had as many as 36 moves, but she didn't know how many times she had re-swung it in turn, how could she have worked so hard, she wanted to cry, but she forcibly held back. She wanted to say to Zhang Lang: It's all my fault, I wanted to be competitive at the beginning, and I didn't retreat at the beginning, but I took the blame!

As Zhang Lang's gritted teeth continued to advance, the surroundings became quieter, this was an excellent place and time to sleep, but no one here could be so comfortable. Qiu Zhong couldn't swing the hammer anymore, he was left behind, and he had to slow down for half a day to swing the hammer for half a day before he could make his arms spasm; Liu Ming's iron abacus was scattered, and he only used a frame as a weapon to swing mechanically; now only Huo Lianshui, Dong Chang and others were left in front of him, and Zhang Lang used his elbow to push them away from his chest from time to time, and sometimes they were all close together!

In this battle, the sixteen mercenary masters would never have thought that it would be so difficult, thinking that the other party was just two people, a man and a woman!

Zhang Lang is just that, this beauty can carry it so well?

However, Shangguan Muling is also very pitiful, the clothes on her body have been torn by weapons, revealing her magnificent ** demeanor, her figure is already good, and now she looks even more seductive. Because of this, she has more things to fear than her opponents.

The green tendons on Zhang Lang's forehead were beating, his eyes gradually became crazy, and he said to Shangguan Muling: "Give me the sword!"

Shangguan Muling did not hesitate, and handed over the sword very trustingly, and she herself took the steel fan and used it as a stick to block it.

As soon as Zhang Lang took the sword with his left hand, he hesitated for a short time before being hit by Dong Chang in his right shoulder. Dong Chang took the opportunity to pull his right arm with his arm, against him, trying not to let him move, Huo Lianshui saw the opportunity, and hurriedly came up to subdue Zhang Lang, Zhang Lang shouted: "Destiny is merry!" actually turned his left hand diagonally upward, bypassed Dong Chang's arm, and stabbed directly at Huo Lianshui's throat at an unbelievable angle.

Huo Lianshui was tired, his reaction was a little sluggish, he didn't feel it until the sword had pierced his throat, his eyes were wide open, he was already dying, as long as the sword stabbed a little further, he would die!

Where did he dare to move again, he watched Zhang Lang's movements with great fear.

Even Dong Chang couldn't help but relax his arm and let Zhang Lang slip out from under his arm.

The master made a move, only in a moment, Dong Chang understood that he accidentally let the initiative out. At this time, he could only reluctantly do some work to make up for the dead.

~(To be continued.) )

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