With the courage of no Zen, he cannot retreat from the enemy.

Forty-eight envoys have no Zen, and the golden wire and iron thistle net are broken, but the four incense masters of Yizhou Hall are all there, and the hall master Situ Ye and the deputy hall master Luo Zhi have not really exerted their strength, and the danger of Niufu today is still difficult to solve. Only under one order, the forty-eight envoys returned to their original places and obeyed the order. The four incense lord cow turned to attack Wuzen, the cow lord was blocked by Situ Ye when he needed help, Luo Zhi was still firmly fixed on Chen Ping, and a pair of good friends drew their swords again.

The four major incense masters of Yizhou Hall are all strong in martial arts, and they are first-class masters in martial arts.

A knife, a sword, a steel whip, a spear, the blades of the four people have come out, and they work together to kill Wuzen!

The four of them were just besieged by the old man, and the old man Niu also knew that if he really did it, he might not be one of them. Master Niu also saw that they were going to take the life of Wuzen, so although Master Niu knew that he was invincible, he still had to do his best, Master Niu was upright and strong!

The gap between Master Niu and Situ Ye's martial arts is like the gap between Chen Ping and Luo Zhi's sword skills.

The disparity in strength is too great, and how many times you fight is average.

Chen Ping is now a military attaché, Chen Ping used to be a military general, Chen Ping's knife skills were honed on the battlefield, sharp and decisive, without any tricks, the knife is crisp and neat, and never drags mud and water. And Luo Zhi's knife is weak and weak, it can be said that his moves drag mud and water, blindly dodge and evade, and do not intersect with it. Of course, the two are good friends, the two are really good friends, and it is the knife that does not intersect, not the person.

Chen Ping knew why Luo Zhi wanted to use the knife on him, because Luo Zhi didn't want him to die.

Chen Ping also knew that Luo Zhi was not his opponent even if he closed his eyes, and the two had already fought thousands of eight hundred times.

Chen Ping was helpless.

He will not hurt Chen Ping, Chen Ping knows that Chen Ping understands Luo Zhi better than Chen Ping understands himself. So Chen Ping has another way. Chen Ping put away the knife, ignored Luo Zhi, and walked straight to the past. Chen Ping collected the knife, Luo Zhi collected the knife, and Luo Zhi stopped him with his body. Chen Ping bypassed and walked around him. Luo Zhi stopped again, stopped and stopped. Chen Ping couldn't get around Luo Zhi, and Luo Zhi didn't let go of Chen Ping. Chen Ping stopped and looked directly at Luo Zhi, which meant that if he didn't get out of the way, this friend would have nothing to do! Luo Zhi didn't look at Chen Ping, and looked down at his feet, which meant that I just wouldn't let you go.

Chen Ping was furious, and the steel knife was unsheathed again!

Luo Zhi then took out the knife, blindly grinding and hard foaming.

Chen Ping's face was full of anger, and he suddenly turned the knife edge and put the knife on his neck!

Luo Zhi didn't look at it, and put the steel knife back into the sheath.

Chen Ping understands Luo Zhi, and Luo Zhi also knows Chen Ping, the two are not brothers more like brothers, this is not a competition, it is purely a fighting spirit. Chen Ping withdrew the knife, the steel knife was no longer unsheathed, and he looked at Luo Zhi indifferently, but there was warmth in his eyes. Luo Zhi finally raised his head and smiled slightly. There is no verbal communication, this is a tacit understanding, the two are really helpless to be hostile today, but they can't break it even if they move the knife, and they have an iron-like friendship!

Chen Ping suddenly missed him very much, missing the iron-blooded battlefield and the comrades-in-arms who were born and died, and missed him.

He is a general, he is Chen Ping's father, and he is Chen Ping's most loved and respected person.

He is not surnamed Chen, he is surnamed Fang.

Chen Ping was very helpless, helplessly looking at Luo Zhi who was motionless in front of him, and helplessly looking at the motionless old father-in-law beside him. Three moves and two styles, already restricted, the same acupoint was frozen on the spot, and Master Niu was exactly the same as his daughter. Of course, Master Niu can still speak, but Master Niu has nothing to say, and Master Niu also looks at Chen Ping helplessly. Then he also glanced at Peony helplessly, and then looked at Wuzen.

The peony girl is also looking at Wu Zen, the peony girl has been looking at Wu Zen, the peony girl only has no Zen in her eyes and only Wu Zen in her heart: "No Zen no Zen, majestic and spirited! No Zen no Zen, invincible in the world!" It is still the eighteen fists of Arhats, it is still King Kong is not bad, and the forty-eight four incense masters who can't break it can't be broken.

Wuzen is like an ironclad chariot, surrounded by guns and arrows, rampage, and there is nothing to be afraid of!

"Up!"

Situ Ye let out a deep sigh, and the forty-eight envoys attacked again, combining the four great incense masters, and the fifty-two people took Wu Zen together! But there are more people, and Wu Zen is generally not afraid, and he is not afraid of how many Wu Zen comes, and he is not afraid of Wu Zen punching! Luohan Eighteen! Wu Chan is still outnumbered, and Wu Zen is still brave and difficult, but this time it is a little different. Everyone is rushing to attack, attacking fiercely and defending tenaciously, guns and bayonets chopping axes and axes, and sticks hitting their bodies! Wu Zen doesn't care, Wu Zen doesn't care at all, Wu Chan punches and punches and punches, fists and fists hit the opponent! From time to time, someone flies out with a muffled snort, but falls to the ground and spits blood and goes up again, everyone is generally fearless and strives to attack, the situation is slightly different, this time Wu Zen's opponent is very different!

Wuzen is as strong as steel, but Wuzen is not a steel body, Wuzen has a strong internal force and a long breath, but Wuzen will be exhausted after a long fight. Wuzen is a person, Wuzen is not a god, when the internal force is exhausted, the hard work should be broken, Wuzen will be powerless to fight back and let it be slaughtered, the situation is just a fish on the cutting board. In the blink of an eye, Wuzen fell into a bitter battle, Wuzen rushed left and right and injured countless enemies, but as long as each of his opponents could still stand up, he rushed forward without fear of death-

If it is not no Zen, it will be heavy at this time, it is nothing more than a dead word, which can be broken!

Break them one by one!

But no Zen is no Zen, and no Zen has its own measure, no matter when.

Situ Ye's expression was leisurely, and he was sure in his heart that Situ Ye's sword had never been pulled out.

No matter how brave you are, you will still die, and there is no second ending today.

Situ Wenwu leaned against the door frame and yawned for a long time, already looking sleepy.

"Kill, kill!" The peony girl was so anxious that she wanted to scream but couldn't scream: "Stupid and stupid! Stupid to death!" At this time, the peony girl has also seen what the battle situation is, and the Wuzen monk's soft-heartedness will only delay the fighter plane, and she will die on the battlefield in general! People are good at being bullied, horses are good at being ridden, and it is good to be honest and kind, but if you are too honest and kind, you will suffer anywhere: "No Zen! Do it! ”

When he opened his mouth in a hurry, he was also sincere, but he ignored it.

No Zen rushes left and right, no Zen punches and kicks, no Zen should be what it should be, no Zen has its own measure.

The fists and feet without Zen are like the fists without Zen, the rules are correct and unchanging.

Wuzen is measured, and Wuzen doesn't want to kill people at all.

The good guys should be helped, and the bad guys should be beaten, but why did Wuzen kill them? Wuzen only fights, and Wuzen does not kill.

People are good at being bullied, people are not bullied, people are watching the sky, honestly!

The sky is windless, rainless, and sunless, only the sky is full of dark clouds, and the sultry heat has been pressed in the sky for a long time, and it is suppressed in the heart.

This fierce battle lasted for more than half an hour, and this more than half an hour seemed to be endless.

The result was beyond everyone's expectations.

All fifty-two people fell to the ground with no strength, and the injuries were severe, and the blood stained their clothes, but not one of them was seriously injured and died.

Muzen stood upright in the middle, shirtless, intact.

Everyone was looking at Muzen, with strange eyes, as if they were looking at a monster.

Wuzen lowered his palm Pinto with one hand, and stared at a drop of water in his palm with a surprised gaze: "It's raining?"

The rolling thunder was dull, and the rain was pouring down!

There is no day, but a golden pill is rotating endlessly, no sound, no light, no shadow, shining.

Seemingly, never-ending!