It doesn't have to be a big deal.

Those who don't care about things, those who don't look at things, plus one who doesn't understand things, are not enough to succeed and more than to fail.

Dinghai just doesn't care about things, Dinghai doesn't look at it, and Dinghai has seen a lot of this kind of scene.

Peony just doesn't look at things, and Peony happily waved his flag and shouted: "Fight, fight, kill one, count one!"

The ignorant one is Wu Zen, Wu Chan is at a loss and sweating profusely: "Uncle Taishi! Sister Peony! This, this-"

Yes, there is also a timid and afraid person, Rouge runs far away, and he doesn't dare to look at it.

Just doing chivalrous righteousness, it is appropriate to solve problems and solve problems, saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, how can the three of them be like this?

In fact, Dinghai doesn't care, Dinghai can't manage it, Dinghai knows.

The two sides are fighting, fighting with their lives.

In fact, the peony is a method of agitation, distraction, and the peony is also kind.

No one pays attention to her, and this is not play.

In fact, Wu Zen also has an opinion, but he looked left and right, and rushed over!

No Zen is no Zen, and you don't ignore it.

Let's say that there is no Zen.

Just like Brother Fang Yin of Wuzen, this is also a big scene that Wuzen has never seen, hundreds of people fought fiercely and fought to the death, and the bloody and tragic scene was even better than that in Taiping Town. Generations of old feuds, new feuds combined with old hatreds, have created today's situation. Of course, Wuzen didn't know about those things, but Wuzen knew that this was not a competition or a fight, but a desperate effort! Wuzen's blood was already boiling, Wuzen's fists clenched again, and Wuzen rushed over with a shout: "Don't fight! Don't fight!"

Wu Zen is going to persuade them, pull them away, and persuade them with good words, which is the way to go without Zen.

But no one listens to the non-Zen, no one.

The sound of muffled snorts, screams, the sound of swords intersecting, the sound of clothes tearing, and the sound of fists and flesh intersecting echoed in Wuzen's ears. They, they, were beside Wuzen, facing each other with shining swords and guns, with hateful eyes, fearless fighting intent and fierce killing intentions. The blood stung Muzen's eyes, the blade cut Wuzen's heart, and Wuzen's tears flowed down. They don't pay attention to Wuzen, they don't pay attention to Wuzen, no one is listening to Wuzen, no one is listening to Wuzen.

Who can tell Wuzen what to do without Zen?

Wuzen rushed into the fierce crowd, like a stone thrown into the stormy waves, and disappeared.

"Don't fight! Don't fight!" The voice was so faint that even Wuzen himself couldn't hear it: "Don't fight, don't beat it." Wuzen was anxious, but he couldn't do anything, the boundless anger and hatred of the ignorant karmic fire were already raging, and the vigorous killing intent had swallowed Wuzen! The knife was cut at Wuzen's body! The sword was stabbed in Wuchan's chest! The sticks, fists, and feet Wuzen was beaten countless times, and Wuzen was not afraid of Wuzen, and Wuzen was not afraid of Wuzen, and Wuzen was not afraid of Wuzen, and it was not painful or itchy.

Without Zen, the body is like an iron stone, but it is also generally powerless!

No Zen is standing steadily in the middle, standing tall and immovable like a mainstay, but it is generally unstable.

Why? Why? Why is this? It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it dies, I just want to ask you why, why you do it. No one answers Wuzen, and no one can answer Wuzen, people are fighting to the death, and they only think of Wuzen as a stone standing in the field. Then he dodged, bypassed, ignored him, and the one who should be hit was still fighting and the one who should be killed was still killing. And for Wuzen, that brief moment is endless suffering.

Lost in one mind, burned by fire, Wuzen is already furious, and incarnates into angry King Kong!

Chong! Chong Chong! Chong Chong! Wu Zen roared, straight like a wild horse, rushing left and right like crazy!

It is the tiger of life and death, which is brave and difficult to be for a while! In an instant, the screams of exclamation began, and everyone fell to the ground and fell to the ground again, like a giant whale breaking through the water and like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and instantly the crowd in the chaotic battle was torn apart, and the edge was unstoppable! Monk! Monk! Good monk! Fearless and compassionate, not to be ignored! People saw Wuzen, yes, people saw him, but the heart was only momentary.

Shocked and shocked, shocked and shocked, looking back is still average, kill, kill, kill, kill!

If so, it is generally useless to repeat it five times.

The fighting is still worse than before, and the futility of going back and forth is actually adding fuel to the fire.

Only stained with blood, all over the face! Only the pungent fish, the Chinese want to vomit!

No Zen was stunned.

Wuzen couldn't bear to see it, Wuzen wanted to close his eyes, but Wuzen could only watch, one by one, one after another.

Fall to the ground, wail, or face the loess, silently.

Blood, water, fire, people who are indulged in the misery and can't extricate themselves, isn't it the hell of the nose?

Wuzen was frightened, Wuzen just wanted to escape, and Wuchan instantly lost all his strength: "Uncle Taishi-Sister Peony-Woo Woo Woo-"

Yes, there is no use without Zen, there is no use at all.

Wuzen can only cry his nose, which is really difficult for Wuzen, Wuzen is just a big child.

There was no way, so the Peony Woman appeared.

It is a peony hero, a peony hero with a strong heart and an extraordinarily abundant aura, and he is glamorous and dazzling!

Peony is no better than no Zen, peony is majestic, Peony pulled out the treasure knife and strode forward: "Go away! Look at me!"

After a while, it came back.

After reading the soldiers, watching a play, pointing and scolding two or three, he came back.

So I have to say that it is a peony girl, if it doesn't work, it won't work, just neatly and without dragging the mud and water: "Boss!

It can be said that the veteran is a top trick, and Dinghai is a big trump card!

"Hmm~"

Dinghai's old eyes narrowed, groaning, surprisingly calm.

Since the trump card, it can't be easily shot, when you plan and then move, you will hit with one hit!

said that Dinghai has seen a lot of this kind of scene, and this kind of thing of fighting, killing, killing and living is not new to Dinghai.

The way is, still, no matter what.

The reason why Dinghai doesn't want to manage it is because Dinghai can't manage it if he wants to, and Dinghai knows this. In fact, Dinghai just seems to be calm, Dinghai has known that this is a big problem since he followed the general, and Dinghai is extremely troubled! Endless right and wrong, unsolvable grievances, this is really a tricky thing, so the martial arts are as high as Dinghai's old spicy and decisive decision, and there is nothing to be done.

What can it be?

Whoever encounters this kind of thing is generally helpless, not to mention that this is not Dinghai's director.

At this time, Dinghai was very helpless, and his heart was full of heavy sighs! But Dinghai still carried a stick and walked forward slowly.

No Zen is watching. Peony is watching.

Even if you can't do anything, you have to do your best, this is the truth that Dinghai wants to teach Wuzen and peony.

This is not the law of the rivers and lakes, this is the principle of living in the world.

Dinghai out of the horse.

It's different, it's absolutely different, Dinghai is Dinghai!

"Stop!" In the fierce battle, in the struggle, under the support of everyone, Second Master Luo was the first to snort!

"Retreat!" On this battlefield of fighting for her life, Aunt Qi is also a veteran who sacrifices her life to protect each other, and then gives an order!

After a while, the two sides separated, and they took advantage of the situation in pairs, cleaned up and counted, and each suffered casualties.

- Dinghai carried a stick and walked slowly.

"Dinghai Divine Monk!" "Dinghai Divine Monk!" "Dinghai Divine Monk!" "Dinghai Divine Monk!" A cadre of old martial arts figures spoke one after another, their expressions were excited, and they were called Dinghai Divine Monk! Yes, yes, they, they, had already recognized Dinghai, this is a special description of the world-famous dumb monk Dinghai! No one can ignore this short and ugly old monk, no one can ignore the long stick he holds in his hand, the name of the person is the Buddha, the name of the Buddha is the Buddha of the Dinghai Stick, and the Buddha of the Dinghai Mountain is in the world, this is definitely a major event that shakes the martial arts and shocks the rivers and lakes and shakes the world.

Open!

A stick to the ground, the gods and Buddhas are also shocked!