"ah!"
Wushuang Ghost roared, his muscles bulged, he suddenly jumped into the air, and smashed down Jingzhou with a pair of giant fists.
"boom!"
Smoke and dust flew everywhere, stones flew everywhere, and the bluestone slabs several meters around Wushuang Ghost instantly turned into powder, and the giant fist hit the ground to form a deep pit.
"This guy is a complete torture machine. It's a pity that neither Tianze nor Liusha later used him in the right place." Jingzhou sighed to himself.
If this punch were placed on the battlefield, it would kill at least a dozen people.
A group of soldiers and horses, without the help of sharp weapons such as the machine beast, would not be able to withstand the indiscriminate beatings of the Wushuang ghost.
"Well, well, you guys are angry. Now let's see what you do!" Mo Ya stood on the eaves, watching with gusto and nodding.
It would be difficult for him to deal with a big guy like Wushuang Ghost. Even if you use all your strength, you may not be able to hurt this big guy.
Mo Ya saw Jingzhou constantly leading his horse to dodge, and said to himself: "This big guy is somewhat similar to the general's Kung Fu. If you don't know where his shield is, it's really difficult to deal with it. I hate this the most. Fortunately, there are not many people practicing.”
Although he would not lose against someone like Wushuang Gui, it would be difficult for him to win.
Wushuang Ghost jumped back, picked up a stone pillar that was more than ten feet long, and swept forward. The man on horseback in front of him successfully aroused his anger.
He won't stop until he smashes this man into a pulp.
"Dongdong!"
"Dongdong!"
Loud noises occurred one after another, causing the ground to tremble.
A group of forbidden troops outside the Prince's Mansion felt the trembling ground beneath their feet. They looked at each other in shock, and their hearts were filled with turmoil. What kind of power could have caused such a scene?
"Oh, why is it so hard to get a drink!" Han Fei was shaken, and the wine in the pot suddenly spilled out.
"Brother Han, be careful!" Zhang Liang stepped forward and took Han Fei's arm.
"Zifang, my wine~"
Han Fei cried out sadly and stood up from the ground.
O conscience of heaven and earth, at least half of the wine has been spilled!
Zhang Liang looked through the wall towards the prince's palace, and saw smoke and dust everywhere in the palace, and the sound of explosions continued one after another.
"Fortunately, Brother Han invited Brother Jing, otherwise we would have to waste a lot of energy if we wanted to capture just this Wushuang Ghost." Such a fierce fighting scene was rare in Zhang Liang's life.
From the loud noises, he could guess the strength of Wushuang Ghost.
Han Fei sighed and said: "If I had known that Brother Jing would take action like this, I might as well have asked Brother Wei Zhuang to take action! The prince's mansion is almost demolished, and I don't know how the prince will blame me when he comes out!"
Zhang Liang comforted him: "Brother Han, even if we change the person in charge, the Prince's Mansion will still be unscathed. Liang has checked Wushuang Ghost. This man is more than ten feet tall, ferocious and cruel, and has natural strength. If you fight with him, you will definitely be defeated." Things around you were robbed.”
"Forget it, let Brother Jing pay me two more bottles of wine. We'll talk about the prince later. But this big guy's voice is so loud that it makes my ears hurt."
Wushuang Ghost roared angrily, and smashed down several more pillars. Within a moment, the road paved with stone slabs in the Prince's Mansion had been demolished to pieces.
Mo Ya pushed away the fallen leaves that were blowing in front of him, changed his position, lay on the tiles, looked at the fight below, nodded and said: "Well, it's really good, hit it to the left, oh, it was a little bit close again." !”
"Huh? Why don't you hide this time?"
Jingzhou shot out a spear and hit it on the stone pillar. He gradually increased the strength of his hand and pushed back the stone pillar in Wushuanggui's hand.
After playing with Wushuang Ghost for so long, he didn't feel much. He just sat down on this dark horse and almost couldn't hold it anymore.
This guy is tall and strong, and his reactions are not slow at all. His strength is not as terrible as it was later. Even in the morning, he can play tricks on him.
If you have to find some shortcomings for him, it's just that he's simple-minded.
It's a pity that the Wushuang Ghost's resistance was completely reduced, and he was unable to fight back against Bai Yifei's magic damage.
"Huh? This strength is greater than that of a big man!" Mo Ya's eyes widened. The stone pillar that was more than ten feet in Wushuang Ghost's hand was not only pushed up, but Wushuang Ghost was also forced to step back step by step. Every time he stepped back, One step left a deep hole in the ground.
"boom!"
Suddenly, the giant pillar in Wushuang Ghost's hand was lifted up and landed vertically in front of Mo Ya. Half of the entire pillar was submerged in the ground.
Mo Crow took half a step back in fear, then looked at the two fighting below and shouted: "Big man, you have to take this shot, otherwise the show will be ruined."
Jing Zhou thrust out a spear, blue light surged from the gun, and the gun tip slammed into Wushuang Ghost's shoulder.
"Winter!" With a cry, Wushuang Ghost bent his legs and knelt on the ground.
Pressing down the gun body and pressing Wushuang Gui to the ground, Jing Zhou said, "Someone will definitely come in this Prince's Mansion, and you three can't defend it. Look there, your companion has escaped."
Wushuang Ghost held the tip of the spear with both hands, trying to move the tip of the spear away from his shoulder, but there seemed to be a huge force on the tip of the spear, and no matter how hard he tried, it had no effect.
"Stop trying. Although your strength is not weak, it is still a bit weak."
Jingzhou was a little reluctant to kill Wushuanggui, a big man. Although this guy was a bit simple-minded, he was the most loyal. He doesn't know strategy, but he will risk his life every time to complete the tasks assigned by Tianze.
Even though he was later abandoned by Wei Zhuang in the Mo family's organ city, what he wanted in his heart was still to follow in Wei Zhuang's footsteps and return to Quicksand.
"Big man, you are pitiful. If you have no place to go in the future, remember to come to me. You can go."
Feeling the huge force on his shoulders disappear, Wushuang Ghost looked at Jingzhou in confusion, growled twice, and slowly got up from the ground.
He couldn't figure out why the man in front of him didn't kill him.
"drive!"
Jing Zhou took back his gun, glanced at Mo Ya, and then rode his horse towards the outside of the Prince's Mansion.
Mo Crow jumped down from the roof and murmured: "Which one is more powerful, the general or this person? It would be interesting if the general's sword and his gun were to compete."
"I mean, Brother Jing, are you out?" Han Fei took two steps forward and looked around the prince's palace with his eyes. The more he looked at him, the more dejected he became.
Jingzhou smiled and said, "Brother Han said, let me take action as I please. Fortunately, Wushuang Ghost didn't hit the house."
Han Fei sighed, "I can only ask someone to repair it."
Jing Zhou chuckled lightly and led his horse forward.
The water vapor surged and formed a road under the horses' hooves. The black horses stepped on the water and flew away from the heads of the imperial guards.
Han Fei hugged Zhang Liang and said, "Zifang, I'm a little envious of Brother Jing now. The way he rides a horse, um, is a bit handsome..."
Zhang Liang looked into the distance and nodded in agreement: "Yes, in front of Brother Jing, even a group of imperial guards will not have much effect."
Jingzhou rode his horse back to Zilanxuan in a leisurely manner, but in his heart he was planning Shengqi's arrival.
Counting the days, it’s time for Shengqi to arrive in South Korea.
The moon and stars are sparse and night falls.
The whole city of Xinzheng became lively again, and the incident of the prince being captured by the thieves seemed to have been forgotten.
The street in front of Zilanxuan Gate is even more brightly lit, with a constant flow of people and cars.
"I don't know how many more days this lively scene will last." Jingzhou said and walked forward slowly.
He hasn't had a good look at the night view of Xinzheng.
South Korea has always been famous for its extravagance among the Seven Kingdoms. Whether it is the princes, nobles or common people, the night rises and music is played everywhere. Such a scene cannot be seen even in Xianyang City.
It's no wonder that Zi Nu can earn a lot of money every day. This romantic place is in Xinzheng, and it's not an exaggeration to say it's a cornucopia.
After wandering around the city for a long time, he arrived at the Xueyi Hou Mansion.
"Exotic flowers and plants, underground rivers flowing, and the mansion is well decorated. It doesn't look like it was made by a man." Jing Zhou's eyes happened to fall on a pond with daffodils planted in it.
Next to the pond is a path paved with green bricks. Every ten feet or so, there is a team of ten patrolling soldiers.
"It seems that Nongyu's skills are much more powerful than expected. The soldiers patrolling the Blood-clothed Marquis Mansion all have steady steps and strong waists and arms. They should be Bai Yifei's white-armored soldiers."
The white-armored army was able to trap even Tianze, and the long spear in their hand fell to the ground and turned into ice barbs. Among the seven kingdoms, it is estimated that only Meng Tian's golden fire cavalry and the few elite soldiers of Wei could compare.
Nongyu was injured and was able to escape from the Xueyi Hou Mansion. Obviously, he was not like Honglian, but just a beautiful vase.
Jingzhou took out the wine bottle from his waist, lay on the eaves of the tiles, rested his hands on his hands and looked at the moonlight.
After a while of burning the incense, there was a "hissing" sound, a red light flashed, and the blood jade centipede climbed onto his wrist, raised its forehead, and moved towards him.
"Haha, this transformation takes no effort at all!" Putting the wine bottle away, Jing Zhou swayed, like a breeze, passing through the houses.
"Shura Martial God"
"This is it, Ji Wuye, Ji Wuye, even you couldn't have imagined that Bai Yifei, this guy's arrogant ambition, has already wanted to take you." Jing Zhou took a step forward, and the window in front of him was empty. The wind opened by itself, and when he entered the house, the window closed gently again.
The room is not big, with a large bed at the end with a red gauze hanging on the bed.
The floor was covered with a fine purple carpet, and the room was dimly lit. Three or two red butterflies were flapping their wings beside the gauze curtain.
There is a lamp standing in the corner, emitting a faint light. On the far left, there is a row of chimes, of different sizes, extremely exquisite, which is a rare decoration in the room.
Jingzhou looked around for a moment and said in a low voice: "Bai Yifei's mentality is really not that dark. If a normal person lives in a place like this for a long time, he is afraid he will become a madman. This guy specializes in sucking the pure blood of young girls. The alternative Wei Smile."
The Xueyi Hou is the one who really doesn't know how to pity women. Even if a good-looking girl falls into Ji Wuye's hands, it will be better than Bai Yifei's.
If it fell into Ji Wuye's hands, he would be pinched and slapped at most and used as a tool to vent his anger. But if he fell into Bai Yifei's hands, he would not survive more than a moment or three before being drained of all his blood.
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