"What's wrong, Mr. Leng. Now our situation is very good, and the other party's momentum is getting weaker, why do we want to withdraw?" You Wanshan was taken aback, turning his head to look at Leng Wuchang, puzzled.
His brows trembled slightly, Leng Wuchang's expression was solemn, and his eyes turned left and right, as if thinking about something. After a long time, he was a little uneasy and said: "The old man is not very sure, but this scene reminds the old man of the controversy of a hundred schools of thought. war!"
The eyelids couldn't help moving, and You Wanshan and others seemed to trembled in their hearts, as if they were thinking of something.
"It seems that you are feeling a little bit, just like that time, Zhuo Fan is in desperation. But what the final result is, you shouldn't forget it!" Leng Wuchang gritted his teeth and felt a throb in his heart.
You Wanshan and the others also nodded blankly, a frightened color flashed in their eyes, and they murmured: "From a desperate situation, turn defeat into victory! Could it be that... Mr. Leng, this time he is also... impossible, he clearly already Seriously injured, there is no way to fight..."
You Wanshan shook his head in a somewhat unyielding manner, but soon he was stunned and said blankly: "But he seemed to be the same in that time when a hundred schools of thought contended. No, he was even more desperate than his current situation, but he still won. , Beat Huangpu Qingtian, they have no complete body, no place to bury their bodies..."
"What, Mr. Leng, are you saying that he was also a fraud this time and set a trap?" Uncle Yan was startled, and his body couldn't help trembling likewise.
Since the contending of a hundred schools of thought, Zhuo Fan's viciousness has left a huge psychological shadow on them.
If it's someone else, in this situation, there must be a different place in the body and head, and there is no possibility of a comeback, and you can't die anymore. But everyone knows that Zhuo Fan is an anomaly.
As long as he is still breathing, he can't do anything!
Zhuo Fan's ability to turn his hands on the clouds and cover his hands for the rain, they have seen too many!
He shook his head solemnly, but Leng Wuchang sighed helplessly, and said helplessly: "The old man is not sure about this matter. This kid is one of the few people that the old man can't see through. It's just that one thing is certain, even Zhuo. Fan was indeed a real defeat this time, but he escaped deliberately. This is a trick, move the tiger away from the mountain!"
As soon as this remark came out, everyone felt unconscious and turned their heads to look at the camps of both sides, only to discover it suddenly. Without Huang Pu Tianyuan, a strong master, they were actually slightly underdog.
If this is a high-level war between the two sides, they will definitely not take any advantage, but will suffer a big loss instead.
After all, on the whole, both masters are on the same level. It's just that the Luo family's fierce ones are too difficult to entangle. Not to mention Qiu Yanhai Xueqing, seeing these two shots, kills an emperor's door god in a flash, just like playing.
The four little monsters of the four ghosts of the magic strategy alone are enough to entangle more than twenty masters of magical photos and make them useless.
In this way, once the two sides go to war, they will surely suffer heavy casualties. At that time, even if Emperor Pu Tianyuan rushed back, they won, and it will definitely be a tragic victory!
At the end of the day, they have to face the imperial family's extermination. They really can't afford it!
So after the high-level officials glanced at each other, they looked at Leng Wuchang again, and they all nodded secretly, as they agreed.
However, they agreed here, and the Luo family didn't agree yet!
It seemed that they had anticipated the current situation a long time ago. When Qiu Yanhai and Xue Qing saw that they couldn't help but look at each other, they both showed weird smiles.
Then, Qiu Yanhai yelled: "Brothers of the Luo Family Alliance, go together and crush them!"
"Elder Qiu, we are weak now, how can we..." Grandma was taken aback, and hurriedly shouted.
Xueqing laughed when she saw it, waved her hand, and covered her mouth and said, "Yo-yo-yo, it is said that the iron lady is not afraid of the heavens and the earth, so why is she only going to get up right now? Didn't you see that the two monsters are not getting in the way? , Is the situation in front of us a lot advantageous? Even if we win miserably, it is also a victory. Hehehe..."
Grandma was stunned for a moment, raised her eyes and glanced at everyone on both sides, and she felt a little bit in her heart, as it was true.
Just now, like the other two Patriarchs, he was saddened by Zhuo Fan's defeat, but he didn't notice it at all. Throwing away those two really shameless masters, their strength here is actually slightly stronger than the other, can it be said...
Thinking of this, my grandmother couldn't help but stared at Xue Qing to see the two of them, and asked for proof: "Could it be... Steward Zhuo just failed, was it a fraud?"
"Uh… "
The two of them didn't realize their breath was stagnant, and after looking at each other again, they nodded with a wry smile.
In fact, both of them knew in their hearts that if Zhuo Fan was a killer, he would never be soft. If you lose, then you really lose. But it doesn't matter if you lose, the key is to grasp the opportunity to turn defeat into victory.
And this opportunity is Zhuo Fan's successor!
However, in order to boost morale, Qiu Yanhai and his wife could only lie that Zhuo Fan was defeated!
Hearing this, my grandma and others couldn't help but become ruddy, their spirits were instantly excited, and they shouted at everyone: "They won the trick of the steward Zhuo, let's go!"
Roar!
The Luo Family Alliance side was still languid at this time, but when he heard this, he reacted instantly, couldn't help but yelled out, and the sentiment was instantly agitated.
Originally the two sides fought a decisive battle, and the defeat of the leader would definitely affect morale.
But now, people all know that Zhuo Fan was defeated by fraud, and when he thought of Zhuo Fan's usual cunning, no one believed that he was really defeated. They all believed that this was his strategy, and they didn't realize that their morale was boosted. Like a wave, he rushed towards the opponent.
But when the opposing faction heard this, it was immediately stunned by the previous excitement.
This is Zhuo Fan's trick, so don't we have fallen into the trap of others
Thinking of this, everyone on the side of the Emperor's Gate couldn't help but slowly turn their heads to look at those decision makers. However, these decision makers have just heard this speculation of Leng Wuchang. Unlike Qiu Yanhai, they have been planning according to Zhuo Fan's deployment for a long time, and they are still in a daze. How can they take care of rectifying their morale
Ever since, the faces of those decision-makers that everyone saw were just as shocked and confused as them.
Suddenly, the heart of the emperor gate suddenly plummeted. Some people even think that their masters are chasing Zhuo Fan, which is basically meat buns and dogs. If they never go back, they have fallen into the desperate trap of others. Among.
Although their sect master is very powerful, they can't hold back Zhuo Fan's scheming horror!
Haunted that the eldest son of the past was superb, with four opponents and one, wasn't it also played by this kid
As soon as I thought of this, everyone's complexion was ashamed, and their hearts became anxious. Where there is still a bit of morale, it is impossible to lift a trace of energy at all.
On the other hand, the opposite side is really energetic and surging. It seems that everyone's eyes look at them, like slaughtering a dog and a cow, sharpening their knives!
Seeing this, You Wanshan couldn't help but look at Leng Wuchang and cursed: "His grandma, why are the auras of these two parties reversed? In such a situation, even if we have to withdraw, it is too late, and we will definitely be chased by them. With a large number of casualties, it is better than a head-on decisive battle. Alas, this Huangpu sect master is also involved in such a simple plan to tune the tiger away from the mountain?"
"Yes, how could the sect master be so easy to get caught?" Leng Wuchang gave a wry smile and sighed.
However, he knew very well in his heart that Huang Pu Tianyuan was in the middle of the game.
At this moment, in his heart, Zhuo Fan is more important than the victory of this battle. In other words, it doesn't matter if all the masters of the Emperor Sect are all shot in this battle, as long as Zhuo Fan is killed, he will win.
He is already too confident about his Nine Dragon King Kong body. I really thought that he could be invincible in the world by his own power!
Alas, the sect master, are you dazzled by the victory of defeating Zhuo Fan? Have you forgotten the ancient three links three hundred years ago
Leng Wuchang's face looks worried, and he keeps calling out...
And at this moment, the masters of both sides really met together!
"Colorful Cloud Palm!"
Uncle Yan was the first to take the brunt, and as soon as he raised his hand, seven poisonous mists were emitted, trying to suppress the audience.
However, his poisonous mist had just spurted out violently to the opposite side, and the Luo family camp also spewed out a colorful cloud and mist, instantly suppressing his seven poisonous mists.
"Nine-Nine Magic Palms!"
Yan Song laughed, and both palms came out, and the cloud disappeared for a while, and then reappeared again, which was unexpectedly unpredictable.
Not only absorbed the poisonous mist of the colorful cloud palm palm, but also inexplicably infected many masters. Even the masters of Shenzhao were not spared. Even though he felt his breath was stagnant, his body's vitality began to freeze, and his strength immediately dropped by more than half.
"Then... What kind of poison is that?" Uncle Yan was unconscious, smacked his tongue, and yelled.
Yan Song smiled coldly, touched the beard at the corner of his mouth, and said contemptuously: "Hey hey... The lord, it's been a long time. This set of profound martial arts learned by the old man and the steward Zhuo, nine magic palms, compared to us How strong is the colorful cloud palm of the Palace of Medicine King?"
"You are a traitor, you still have the face to appear in front of this seat?" Uncle Yan gritted his teeth and cursed.
Yan Song smiled nonchalantly, and said coldly: "Uncle Yan, I originally respected you as the head of the family and didn't want to do it right with you. But after the old man left the Medicine King Palace, how did you treat my disciple? Huh, today The old man will settle this account with you!"
"Afterwards? Both of you master and apprentice are traitors of the Medicine King Palace, and this seat is going to clear the door for the ancestors and ancestors today!"
With an angry shout, Uncle Yan immediately set foot and rushed towards Yan Song. Yan Song was not cowardly, but recoiled.
boom!
In an instant, the two palms met each other, and both were poisonous fog filled the sky. No one dared to approach the two within a kilometer. It's just that the colorful clouds and palm palms can be Yan Song, but they are familiar with them, hide easily, enjoy themselves, and don't care so much.
But the nine-nine magic palm that Zhuo Fan taught Yan Song is ever-changing, and there are ninety-nine-eighty toxins hidden in it, and it is impossible to prevent it. It's just that in a short while, Bogong Yan is already full of colors, with toxins in his body, miserable!
He is also a master of poisoning, he naturally knows the power and fear of poison palm.
But facing this poisonous palm that was even stranger than their Yaowang Palace Colorful Cloud Palm Palm, he was dumbfounded, and he was hit by this strange palm for several dodges, and his strength was instantly reduced.
But the more frustrated the war, I was about to cry!
He would never have thought of where Yan Song got such a clever poisonous palm. Regarding alchemy and poisoning, isn’t their Medicine King Palace the number one in Tianyu? Why...
The corners of his mouth shrank unconsciously, and he reminded him of the awesome martial arts of every master in the Luo family. Uncle Yan finally understood that Zhuo Fan, this monster, did his family open a library, how could there be so many advanced martial arts and martial arts to give away, even the martial arts that are so rare as his mother's poison palm
What a shame...
Yan Bogong cursed secretly, but his complexion became darker and darker, and he was obviously poisoned...