103 Killing and Over Goods 5

Zhang Wu and the one-eyed king didn't know that Song San was well prepared, and he was full of confidence to discuss how to kill people.

"But-" Another old man with a white beard is a little hesitant: "The thin monkey and Lin San's cultivation is not weak, especially the thin monkey. They are already practicing six layers. They don't return, which always makes people not very reassuring. Why don't we act after the superiors come?"

"Fit-to-be coward!" The one-eyed king scolded angrily: "No wonder you have been practicing for decades or practicing four layers of qi. That boy is only practicing three layers of qi, but his legs and feet are sharper. What's so terrible? If Lin San and the thin monkey come back with spiritual weapons, I think it will do you some benefits."

"The so-called wealth is in danger, Lao Bai, sometimes thinks too much, but it is a kind of shackle."

Zhang Wu also wants to take this opportunity to perform well to gain the trust of the refiners, and then inherit his Taoism and become a real refiner. From then on, he will call for the wind and rain.

"Okay, I'll sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman today." The old white beard trembled, patted his thighs fiercely, and agreed to their proposition.

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Yuan Hong and Song San hid in the thick bushes, looking at the gradually shifting moon, they were a little impatient.

"Old Song, do you think the last three can still come? We have killed two groups of people in a row. Can anyone be more obedient and unprepared?

Song San smashed his teeth and nodded, "This is not sure. For the sake of the five-sized spiritual weapons, many people would rather take their lives. Moreover, when the refiners publicized, they also said that I had a large number of concentrates. I guess they would not give up."

After saying that, he smiled gently: "Are you expecting them to come or not?"

"Me?" Yuan Hong was stunned, and then thought of the rich booty: "The more you come, the better. His grandmother's wealth is in danger, and I will risk it today."

As they were talking, they saw three figures floating in front of them.

"Isn't this Huo Lufeng Zhang Wuge?" Song San appeared and recognized the leader at once. He couldn't help shouting with a sneer, "Why did you come to Shuanglong Mountain in the middle of the night? Is it for the people of the refinery?

"Maybe he came to die." This is the last wave of people. Yuan Hong didn't intend to hide. He jumped out carelessly for fear that others would not know his strength. Before the other party could answer, he answered, "Why don't you wear black clothes and black trousers and sneaky?"

Zhang Wuzheng carefully searched all directions. When he saw the two people suddenly jumping out in front of him, he couldn't help but be shocked. When he found that one of them was Song San, he had a kind of effortless joy. However, he still couldn't shout at the other party suddenly more people. He knew that Song San was ready, but after careful investigation, he found that Yuan Hong's cultivation and self It's not much different, and I can't help laughing.

"What kind of helper did you find? It's just a little monk with three layers of qi training. I honestly handed over all the spiritual weapon concentrates, and I can still leave you a whole body, otherwise don't blame us for being ruthless!"

Seeing that he didn't pay attention to himself at all, Yuan Hong was angry at that time: "Little monk? Do you dare to say that Grandpa is a little monk? Are you fucking old? Why didn't I see it! There is a one-on-one fight. I'm afraid your grandson is a turtle!"

"One-on-one?" The one-eyed king jumped out and smiled gidly, "Come and try it with me." With that, he took out the handle of the axe and threw it into the air.

The axe became bigger in the wind, like the top of Mount Tai, straight to Yuan Hong's forehead.

"Good to come." In the face of the provocation of the five-level monks, Yuan Hong was not afraid. With a horizontal spiritual sword, he blocked it, which turned out to be a tough move.

"Death!!" The violent color of the one-eyed king flashed, holding the handle of the axe in both hands and suddenly splitting down.

"Be careful" Song San's face changed, flashed forward, and the spiritual sword flew up and was about to block it with Yuan Hong.

But how can Zhang Wu and Lao Bai sit idly by?

The two looked at each other and smiled. They both looked like Zhizhu was holding. They shouted loudly, a spiritual sword, and a flying fork blocked Song Sanling sword.

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As soon as they came up, they made their own unique moves, and they wanted to kill their opponents. Wang Fan was very happy to watch.

However, he knows that Yuan Hong can deal with four levels of cultivation with three levels of strength, but he will never make a profit in the hands of the one-eyed king. Not to mention that his cultivation is two levels higher than Yuan Hong, in terms of actual combat experience, Yuan Hong is also far inferior.

Therefore, for a short time, Yuan Hong and Song San were in danger.

"Pup me again!" The one-eyed king was angry, and his whole body was golden. An axe passed an axe. Yuan Hong, who split, could only fight and had no power to fight back.

"This man practices the metal skill "Hunyuanjin". No wonder he can fight more and more fiercely. Unfortunately, the fat man didn't practice "Ripples", otherwise it would have consumed him!"

Wang Fan is a mixed spiritual root of the five elements, and he understands the art of the five elements. He is very familiar with the five attribute skills. Looking at his practice, he immediately came up with the way to crack it. Of course, this method is suitable for the weak to deal with the strong, and he is extremely killing time. At this time, he is completely unsuitable.

"In order to hide my own secret, I have hardly used "Hun Yuan Jin". It's better to take this opportunity to compete with it."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing for a long time: "I bully the young with more and bully the young with the long. I despise such a person the most. Today, I will try your Excellency's "Mixed Yuanjin"." With that, he slapped the giant axe.

The giant axe is strong and heavy, and every time it splits, it brings the sound of "hism" wind. It seems that even the air can open the way. Yuan Hong took a few axes and is already out of breath. Even the low-grade spiritual sword that he cherishes his life has become full of gap.

But Wang Fan's palm appeared to be light, but he carried infinite power. The closer he approached the one-eyed king, the bigger the palm of the spiritual power. When he arrived at his side, it was like a huge peak, and actually blocked the axe.

The one-eyed king was not a vegetarian. He roared, held the handle of the axe with both hands, stood firmly, and raised it up, as if he had resisted the huge peak with his own strength.

After all, Wang Fan's palm peak is composed of spiritual power. Although its power is great, it does not last long. It gradually disappears under the wear of the giant axe.

"Who is it?" The one-eyed king's arm trembled, but he gritted his teeth and insisted, but he really didn't dare to take the initiative to attack. As soon as he saw the palm disappear, he immediately took back the huge axe, hung it over his head, and shouted loudly.

He couldn't stand it, but Wang Fan felt very comfortable: "The golden skill emphasizes that only attack but not defense, and the fight is really refreshing. One-eyed man, if you can walk three rounds in my hands today, I will let you live. With that, he flashed golden all over his body and exerted "Hun Yuan Jin" with all his strength.

The one-eyed king also knows how bad luck is this time, and he can't help but leave his life behind. He is fierce: "There is a way to heaven, and you don't go. There is no door to hell. Today, I will let you see Grandpa's 'three-board axe'." With that, rush up first.

Wang Fan grinned and fought with his flesh palm without using a blade.