Chapter 192 will be slightly better than Wu's

Mad Dao and Canqing took the opportunity to grab Huaqing. Seeing that he was fine, they were relieved. Kuang Dao grabbed the wonderful girl Qianhua, pressed her neck with a knife, and shouted at the top of the mountain: "Wang Yi is nameless! Stop it quickly!"

Wan Yan, the nameless owner, fought with Chimatsuzi and killed him in the dark. When they heard the mad knife shouting, they were stunned. Wan Yi's eyes were stunned through the light under the veil under the bucket hat. He suddenly saw the mad knife threatened by thousands of flowers, and Huaqing was not knowing when he was rescued by them. He was furious and waved his hand and shouted, "Red Pine old man. Son! Wait a minute!"

Chimatsuzi accepted the recruitment and withdrew his palm. He was angry and said lightly, "It's best not to fight. If you want to fight, the poor road will accompany you at any time."

Wan Yi snorted coldly and flew down from the top of the mountain like a god descending. His feet landed heavily, stirring layers of murder. Wan Yi was furious and said coldly: "Crazy knife! Don't you want to die? How dare you threaten me with my nameless woman.

Wan turned back and shouted, "A bunch of rice buckets! Can't you even look at a half-dead Taoist priest?"

Situ coughed repeatedly without injury: "My subordinates are incompetent and have suffered a huge loss of internal strength. They are fierce and unable to stop them."

The old man, Fat Mile and others were even more scared and submissive, and went straight to hide behind Situ Wu's injury.

Wanyi waved his hand without a name and frowned, "That's all!" Looking back, he said in his vicissitudes and deep voice: "Crazy knife! If you dare to hurt thousands of flowers, I will let you be buried with you.

The knife snorted coldly and laughed, "I'm afraid it's not that easy for you to hurt me." After saying that, he deliberately took a step forward, and the dragon's knife in his hand pressed Qianhua's neck across.

Wan was furious and wanted to take action, but he was afraid that the knife would rise and fall, and the knife would be too late.

However, Qianhua was very tough and said firmly, "Don't worry about me and kill this despicable villain!" Humph, I mistook him for being an open and aboveboard man. It turned out that he was just a little man who threatened me, a weak woman. The landlord, do it quickly and leave me alone!"

The mad knife sneered and turned a deaf ear.

At this time, the ancestor of Chisong also flew by, sandwiched among them, and said, "Lord Wanyi, don't forget that the poor road is still there. You can't even move the crazy knife, let alone save people."

Wangyi stared coldly at Akamatsuko and wished to crush him like a mad knife like a bedbug, but he knew that Akamatsuko was not bad. Although it seemed that Akamatsuko was not Wanyan's nameless opponent and could not prevail in the fight, the two fought until dark, and Akamatsuko may not be defeated.

Wang is secretly suffocating, and deeply resented the incompetence of his subordinates. He can't even stand Huaqing, which makes him even have the upper hand. In a blink of an eye, his strength and weakness are unbalanced. Although Wanyan's nameless martial arts are no better than winning or losing, today's matter has been defeated.

Wan couldn't help sighing that the earth was empty and still in the fairy capital. The ghost was fascinated and followed the Taoist boy Mingyue, which is said to be called. If she is today, the nameless and complete can't tolerate the arrogance of red pine and the mad knife. Now it's good, even Qianhua has been taken hostage by a mad knife. When it was threatened, it was enough for the nameless Zhuang to lose two female generals, but it was not enough to fail, and he had to suffer from the domineering spirit of a wild knife. In addition, Chisong's old way was quite difficult to deal with. As soon as he was nameless for a moment, he had no words, he had a headache when he thought of it.

Seeing Wan Yan's nameless meditation, Chi Songzi said lightly, "Wan Zhuangzhu, the poor road is still the same sentence. The road faces the sky and walks half of each side. If you still want to pester, you might as well meet the Buddhist masters in the south of the Yangtze River and come to the peak of Ding Lake in Xiandu. What do you think?"

Wan Yi said coldly, "Okay! Let go of thousands of flowers. See you at Dinghu Peak!"

The mad knife laughed and said, "Haha, let go of thousands of flowers? It's easy to say. In case I let people go, you talk endlessly, and your mother-in-law like Qianhua comes to block the road again, when will we get to Xiandu? Don't let it go!"

Wan gritted his teeth and said coldly, "Are you really not going to let go?"

The mad knife proudly said, "One flute and one sword to level the business, and it has been crazy for 15 years! I'm not scared. No matter how strong your martial arts are, even if you are unparalleled in the world, what can you do with me?

Qianhua said, "Bah, pooh! He is arrogant and has a crazy reputation, hum!"

Canqing Zhenren smiled and said, "Unknown Zhuangzhu, my crazy knife nephew is not rude. Your nameless Zhuang is full of desperation, and it is not surprising that you go back on your words. It is difficult for us to obey the Lord's request. When we arrive at Xiandu and the two armies meet, it's not too late to talk about it. Hey hey, Master, let's go. It's getting late. ."

The ancestor of Chisong made a head, and the old voice said, "Lord Wanyi, let's say goodbye and say goodbye!"

After saying that, he led the disciples of Tianzhong in Yujing Cave and passed through the unknown Zhuangzhong as if there was no one else. The crazy knife pressed the neck of Qianhua all the way. As long as he remembered the safety of Qianhua, he had no choice but to do something else and said coldly, "Get out of the way, let them go!" Red pine nuts and wild knives, you are cruel! See you at Dinghu Peak!"

Chimatsuzi said lightly, "At that time, the poor road will welcome your master."

Tianjue Situ Wushu and others were unwilling to watch the mad knife and others swagger away, but the owner had a fate and did not dare to disrespect him. He could only sigh and let his debut. Situ Wujian pressed his chest and stopped coughing: "Crazy knife! If you dare to hurt a hair, be careful of your head.

Kuang Dao sneered and said, "Tianjue, it's important for you to save your own life first. It's not good for your recovery, hehe."

The nameless village stared up and down and looked at the disciples of Yujing Cave leaving, but there were thousands of hostages in their hands and there was nothing they could do. After they left, they were dejected.

Pang Maitreya said, "Master, Qianhua is still in their hands. What should we do?"

Wan Yi said angrily, "Where did you go just now? Now it's coming out! Huh?"

Fat Maitreya trembling and hurriedly retreated behind Situ Wu's injury.

The old man said, "The owner of the farm is angry. This defeat is because there are too few good people from the south of the Yangtze River. It is better to be transferred from Lingnan Benzhuang. The owner also has a right-hand man."

Wan Yi shouted anonymously, "Is it too late! Aren't you my right-hand man? Humph, they are all wine buckets, idiots! Incompetence!"

Everyone only responds and dares not answer any more.

Wanyi complained without a name, and he also felt bored. He meditated for a long time and sighed, "Let's rush to the Lingshan Temple in Chuzhou first. If you have an account, don't be afraid to calculate!" As for rescuing Qianhua, I have my own way. Let's go!"