The wind howled.
Then... a stick to stop the food.
Chapter 38
The emperor and the second master were fighting happily, and suddenly the back of his head hurt, the world was spinning, and he fell to the ground with a thud and fainted.
The second master clapped his hands with the expressionless third junior brother, and snorted: "This mustache, I don't know where it came from, and it dares to hinder us from being a flower protector. I said you can't stand it. That's it."
But there is not much to say, the second master slanted to avoid a knife, and with a backhand, the man who attacked him was beaten out, and a new round of mutual fights began.
At this time, the battle on the streets of Guangmingli had been going on for almost an hour. There are less than half of the more than 1,000 bandits left, which is much thinner than the initial crowd.
The voice of the voice is also easier to pass than just now. It took a little effort for the second master to find the location of the five old men in Wuyi in the crowd, and also found the beautiful princess in red. I was just trying to figure out how to get close to the protection, but it couldn't be found. It was a test of technology.
The second master listened carefully, and the princess' heroic voice came over: "Mr. Li, where is my father? I saw him coming just now. Is there anything wrong?"
I heard another old man say: "Miss doesn't know anything. Just now, when the master saw that these gangsters were vicious, he rushed to kill him. But please don't worry, you know the master's martial arts. These clowns can't help him. "
"I'm afraid that there are so many people!"
The princess stopped drinking again and grabbed it to fight with the slave.
The face of the second master, the third junior brother, and the fourth junior brother sank, and they looked at each other with a flash of light and flint, and the same message was conveyed in their eyes: What a fool! This is the emperor!
Just beat a princess, we beat the emperor again! !
Today, Daluoshan is going to be destroyed!
Then I saw a reckless man who didn't know whether to live or die, and saw this middle-aged bearded uncle who had just slapped him lying on the ground, and he slashed with his knife in a daring manner.
"I am your mother, ah, ah, don't touch him!! Escort and escort!!"
The second master kicked him back to his grandma's house with a kick, then took out a handful from the crowd and brought back an iron rod. The second master dialed left and right, threw out several wind arcs, and hit, poked, swept, and hit, and all these Wang Bagaozi who wanted to get close to the emperor were hit back.
"No one wants to come over, this piece of land is covered by me!!"
As soon as the stick in his hand was raised, his eyes were red: "Third Junior Brother Fourth Junior Brother, protect it!"
The three of them screamed and started to act as dragon guardians.
The noise from this distance spread to the ears of Wuyi Wu Lao, and everyone knew that they were fighting when they saw the smoke rising from here.
While fighting with others, Mr. Xie thought in surprise: "I don't know where the hero is helping the boxing. Although my Wuyi Gang has the name of the White King and the Seven Crowns, I have invested resources into the court for many years. In recent years, its prestige has gradually declined. I don't want it to come to an end, but there are still many friends in the rivers and lakes watching and helping each other.
But he supported more and more at this moment, but it became more and more difficult.
The rest of the four elders fought together against the two, and they didn't feel anything.
But Mr. Xie is the oldest. Although he is talented and still full of energy in old age, he cannot maintain his peak strength after fighting people on the street for so long. What's more, he repeatedly used the Forbidden Wind Thunder Palm, which was extremely powerful, and at this time, he used the ebony stick to confront the servant with the big knife.
At first, Mr. Xie still had the upper hand in the thirty strokes, but then he was gradually pulled back to a tie, and now he is in danger. Every eight to ten moves, Mr. Xie would face a danger.
Another knife fell directly from the sky, but it was one move that slashed Mount Hua!
The slave's knife slashed in a straight line between the old man's ebony sticks. With the weight of his entire body and a full-strength blow, the old man couldn't help but his knees softened, and he fell short. Seeing the opportunity, the slave could not miss the opportunity, and the tip of the knife took the throat straight. When the old man ducked back, the tip of the knife turned up and the ebony stick flew out.
"Old thing! Die!!"
The family slave and the old man Xie couldn't win the battle for a long time. They violated the command of the gold and silver sect's prestige. He picked up the old man's weapon, and then kicked the old man's heart with a piercing leg.
The old man Xie spent too much internal energy, and he couldn't run enough to protect his body for a while. He taught this slave to kick and fly out, vomiting blood thick like pulp.
This is the first time I have seen blood after playing for so long. The atmosphere at the scene is even more restless!
I don't know who took the lead and shouted: "Fight to death!"
The crowds were turbulent, and they drowned the defense line of Wuyi Wu Lao. This line of defense was originally guarded by Father Xie's Forbidden Wind and Thunder and Princess Hongzhuang's Sword, but when both were lost, they were unable to cope with such attacks from all directions.
The situation is critical, and it is going downhill.
Wuyi Wu Lao and the princess were squeezed between the crowd and overwhelmed by the simplest attack - punching and kicking. The princess has internal strength to protect her body and does not feel bitter, but the five old men who are exhausted can't stand such vicious beatings.
Some people with knives are also afraid of hurting their own people, but instead they beat them most directly. It didn't take a while to hear Uncle Xie, that is, Uncle Guo, with a few broken bones. The princess's heart sank, and she no longer cares about the rules. He threw the wooden knife out and grabbed a steel knife with his bare hands.
"Fuck yourself away!!"
A round of knife moves was drawn, and the force was like a mad tiger. All of them were seriously injured. The eight people who were hit by the knife immediately had a shocking wound on their chest, thigh, and shoulder blade. However, the blood failed to stop the madness of the crowd, but aggravated their irritability.
Mr. Xie was the first to bear the brunt, and someone grabbed his black hair and tore off a large piece. The other four elders were not feeling well either, and were beaten up.
"These five old dogs! Beating so many of us, do you still want a good end?"
"Give the little man to chew mud!"
The dignified five old men in black clothes were surrounded and beaten by a group of people who were almost gangsters. Punching to the flesh, an old man's few teeth were also knocked out. Even the Prime Minister, under the protection of the guards, still suffered a lot of punches.
"Teach you to be good!" One of the servants flew over, picked up the old man Xie, raised his palm at the old man's chest, "When I kill this arrogant old guy, I will teach you to know who you are planted in. !"
The princess glared angrily: "Put him down! Otherwise I'll kill you!"
"Even if you kill me, you can't save this old dog!"
The family slave's single palm fell heavily, and the princess' long sword threw a silver arc, but was stopped by the two of them, unable to do so.
The slave's palm landed on Mr. Xie's chest and grinned: "It was my Gold and Silver Sect who killed this old dog!!"
As soon as these words were finished, a palm print was placed on Mr. Xie's body, but the savage smile on the corner of the slave's mouth seemed to congeal. Then the palm of the hand suddenly exploded as if it could not contain the blood rushing up!
chapter 39
The slave screamed incomparably shrill and blood spurted out like a gushing spring, not knowing what happened to the palm of his hand just now.
This strange change came suddenly, and everyone who was still fighting in the group couldn't help but stop.
But someone said it.
"The old man has been practicing magic for many years, and his power is astonishing. Even if he faints, he has a lot of potential."
Mr. Xie's body did not know when it fell into one's hands. Mr. Xie is already burly, but this man is even taller. It seemed very easy for him to support Mr. Xie, and he could do it with one hand. Even if this man doesn't know martial arts, he is worthy of being a warrior just because of his size.
The slave's palm was abolished, and his sanity was not lost, but he knew that he would never use a knife again in his life. Angrily, he rushed towards the tall man. But when the tall man lifted his foot, the difference in weight between the two was immediately apparent, and the heavy leather boots seemed to kick the guy back without any effort.
No one doubted that this was because the slave was seriously injured and lost his strength. However, only the slave himself knew that the surging, sea-like, thunder-like internal energy from the foot he took down was exactly the same as the internal energy that exploded his palm. It's just that he didn't have a chance to say it.
This tall man did not know when, actually sneaked in here. The expression on his face and the tone in his mouth did not look like he was in danger at all, but he was quite comfortable.
Princess Hongzhuang lost her voice when she saw him: "Brother Ming! You are back!"