The fire was blazing, on the high platform, Guo Jing jumped up, the Golden Wheel Dharma King laughed, fit down, and hit directly with one palm. Although he was in mid-air, Guo Jing was not chaotic at all, his feet hooked, and his body was half-turned. The Golden Wheel Dharma King snorted angrily, his palm changed, and he slammed on the crossbar with a snap. The power of his palm was so great that he actually broke the crossbar with one palm.

Guo Jing's reaction was also extremely fast, with his feet stepped, he kicked horizontally on the broken wood, and with his own strength, he jumped over the Golden Wheel Dharma King in an instant and flew onto the high platform.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King struck his palms on the crosswood, and he also rose with his strength, followed Guo Jing, and landed on the high platform.

The two of them were on the left and the other on the right, and the warrior brothers were tied to the stake between the two, showing fear and anxiety.

The two looked at each other for a long time, but neither of them moved. Guo Jing understands the art of war, that is, he is not for everyone, but also a rare soldier. On this high platform, if it was just him and the Golden Wheel Dharma King, the sooner he started, the better, but now there are martial arts brothers on his side, dragging him back. In this way, it is the best policy if the enemy does not move and I do not move.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King was also greatly surprised to see Guo Jing so calm. His eyelids lowered, and he found that the fire below had already burned up, and if he didn't move, he and Guo Jing would probably have to turn to ashes.

'Well, I see you can't move. The Golden Wheel Dharma King's face was pale, his hands were thrown horizontally, and the bronze wheel and iron wheel shot out. Guo Jing was on one side of his body, avoided the past, didn't think about it, his backhand was a palm, and before the two wheels flew to the end, the palm wind swept away, but it added a force, but the two wheels got out of the control of the Golden Wheel Dharma King and flew far away.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King didn't seem to want to make two rounds of meritorious service, and when Guo Jing split his palm with his backhand, he jumped over and slashed it with one palm. Guo Jing's other hand was raised, and he immediately slapped him.

With a bang, two huge forces intersected, and the two shook at the same time, and the plank under their feet actually clicked and cracked. Both of them were shocked, and secretly praised their opponents in their hearts.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King smiled coldly and raised his palm again. The two exchanged palms three times in an instant, and the vigorous and vigorous sound sounded on the high platform like thunder, which shocked everyone below to look up.

Suddenly, the Golden Wheel Dharma King shouted, "Guo Jing, I see who you can save." He pressed down with his palm, and slammed it into the plank. The plank, which was already full of cracks, finally could not withstand the distance, and it was torn apart in an instant.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King rose vertically and instantly stood on a wooden pillar on the side. With Guo Jing's martial arts, he can be like this, but the danger is that the wooden stake that tied the martial arts brothers was not supported by a wooden plank, and it suddenly fell down.

Guo Jing was shocked, didn't have time to think about it, turned around and swept it, and slashed his palm on top of the wooden pillar, and with a whoosh, the wooden pillar clicked between the two horizontal logs. The two brothers of the martial arts family were so frightened by this change that they screamed, and when they recovered from their recovery, they were horizontal in the air, and when they looked down, they saw the raging fire, and they were even more frightened.

As soon as King Jinlun saw Guo Jing's movements, his body fluttered and slapped him from behind. Guo Jing felt the strong wind around him, and a move "Shenlong Swinging Tail" came out. With a bang, the two of them exploded with great strength, the Golden Wheel Dharma King's body turned, and his legs hooked on the crosswood, but Guo Jing was not strong enough, and his body rushed forward, obviously hitting the crosswood.

With a slight click, he leaned back, hooked his right hand, and shook it in mid-air, standing firmly on the crossbar.

King Jinlun sneered, his body rose into the air, and with a flick of his hands in mid-air, the golden wheel and the silver wheel shot at Guo Jing one after another. Guo Jing lowered his eyes, his legs sank suddenly, and he made a jack fall, and the already cracked crossbar could not bear his weight, so it broke immediately, and he fell down quickly.

"Not good. ”

The Golden Wheel Dharma King said, and immediately his body sank, and he also pounced.

Below, Lin Changsheng had already rushed to the bottom of the high platform, but the fire was raging, and the surrounding trees had already burned, and he couldn't fly up for a while, so he could only look up at the two fighting in the sky from time to time, and he was secretly anxious in his heart.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of shouting and killing. Both sides of the fight were secretly surprised, and Lin Changsheng looked at it obliquely, slightly happy. The person who came was a group of flowers, and the first one was an old flower, with a bamboo stick in his hand, and it was not good to play well.

Hong Qigong!

The person who came was none other than the Northern Beggar, Hong Qigong.

In the original work, Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng died on the top of Huashan, and the rest of the matter naturally disappeared from them. Now, Lin Changsheng has changed the fate of the two from Huashan, and with the character of the Seventh Duke, the Battle of Xiangyang, he will not fail to take a look. Come to think of it, this guy is probably here a long time ago, but he is hiding it secretly.

Since Hong Qigong is here, what about Ouyang Feng and Huang Yaoshi?

Lin Changsheng's heart moved, and he looked sideways, and really saw two different people in that group of flowers. They hid in the group of flowers and stood in a triangle with Qigong. The three masters each had flowers around them, faintly forming an assault formation, and quickly inserted in.

To put it bluntly, this formation is the power of three people, supplemented by the flowers around it, which seems simple, but in fact it is simplified and extremely powerful. Because this Mongol soldier is not a three-in-one enemy at all. In this way, they struck out, but their feet did not stop, as if scattered, and they went straight to the bottom of the high platform.

On the high platform, King Jinlun saw that the high platform had been burned and was about to collapse in an instant, and at that time he was bound to die with Guo Jing and the martial brothers. Seeing that Guo Jing's palm was stable and not chaotic, there were martial arts brothers who dragged him down, and still made him unable to succeed, and his heart was very anxious, and his poisonous thoughts were born suddenly. His eyes were cold, his right palm struck, and his left hand was thrown, and the lead wheel that had been hidden flew out, hitting the martial arts brothers.

"Not good!"

Guo Jing was shocked and had the heart to save it, but the Golden Wheel Dharma King had already struck him with a palm, and if he turned back, he would be beaten by him. If it was someone else, it would definitely be a counterattack without thinking about it, but Guo Jing was the opposite, although it was extremely dangerous, he turned around without hesitation and jumped down. King Jinlun was overjoyed when he saw it, and his palm power was three points heavier, hitting Guo Jing's heart.

With a snap of the palm, Guo Jing swept away the lead wheel, grabbed the stake with one hand, the martial brothers' hearts were relieved, they looked up, and then they were shocked, and blurted out: "Master, be careful......"

At that time, the Golden Wheel Dharma King had already attacked behind Guo Jing, and Guo Jing also felt the strong wind in his body, his body was forcibly twisted, and his right leg was kicked.

Touch...... Almost at the same time, the Golden Wheel Dharma King imprinted a palm on Guo Jing's back, and Guo Jing swept his leg on the waist and abdomen of the Golden Wheel Dharma King. As soon as the two of them left and right, one flew out sideways, hitting the crossbar directly, wow's mouth spurted blood, and one squirted blood in mid-air, like a cannonball, and smashed straight down.

"Guo Daxia ......"

Lin Changsheng had been secretly watching, and when he saw this scene, his complexion changed greatly, and he suddenly blurted out. was careless, but he was stabbed by the Mongolian soldiers behind him, and he was in pain, and he immediately came back to his senses. He couldn't think so much at this time, and immediately the long knife swept up, and his body rose into the air.

There are also Hong Qigong, Huang Yaoshi, and Ouyang Feng who act like him. The three of them are all great masters, and they also have the opportunity to watch the high platform, watch Guo Jing fall, and go straight to the fire, and they are even more frightened, regardless of the Mongolian army in front of them, they soared into the air and flew up.

It's just that the fire is raging, although the four of them flew up, but the three of them were still far away, and they couldn't catch up when they came close, Lin Changsheng was close, but the fire had already burned the wood, and he couldn't focus at all, he flew into the air, but there was no way for a while, seeing his body falling, Lin Changsheng was secretly ruthless, and the long knife swept, and he slashed into the burning horizontal wood.

It's a pity that before he could borrow his strength, the blade had already been split, and Lin Changsheng also fell down. He was shocked, and when he tried to exert his strength again, he felt a cramping pain in his abdomen, and his body fell uncontrollably.

Below, the spears of the Mongolian soldiers were erected, and they all stabbed upward, obviously trying to pierce Lin Changsheng. At the critical moment, he endured the pain in his abdomen, concentrated on his arm, and swept with a long knife. At the same time, Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu had also moved to this place and killed them together. Under the cover of Yang Guo, Xiaolongnu threw out a white silk, grabbed Lin Changsheng's hind legs, and pulled him hard, pulling him over.

He didn't have time to relax, so he hurriedly looked up, but when he saw that in the midst of the fire, Guo Jing put his hand on the horizontal wood and pulled the stake with one hand, and above him, the Golden Wheel Dharma King actually pressed over again.

"Guo Jing, go die. ”

With a roar, King Jinlun slashed his palm on the crosswood, and the crosswood broke immediately, Guo Jing shouted, but he refused to let go, and although the crosswood exercised, he was tied to the wooden pillar with one end, and he also grabbed the three of them. It's just that the three of them have fallen into the fire at this time.