Suddenly hearing Zhang Feide's roar, looking at the people lying on the ground, even though Wang Hushan was as powerful as a tiger, he couldn't help but change his face!
Looking at the scene in front of them, Zhang Feide and Qin'er couldn't help laughing. Qin'er smiled and said: "Zhang Feide, I really have you! Although death is inevitable, it is good to show your dignity and scare those evil people before you die, hahaha, Interesting!"
What's even more funny is that Guan Wenchang, who was originally unconscious, woke up with a loud roar from Zhang Feide!
When he opened his eyes and looked at the people lying on the ground, he couldn't help but said in confusion: "What the hell? What's going on? Am I not dead? Why are so many people dead?"
When Qin'er heard this, she couldn't help laughing. Zhang Feide said proudly: "Second brother, they were all frightened down by my roar, and you were also frightened awake by me! Hehe, your third brother, I Isn’t it awesome?”
After a long while, the executioner who was supervising Zhang Feide got up and said tremblingly: "Oh... Oh my god, this big dead man roared like thunder. Wow, it's so scary!"
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but burst into laughter. Zhang Feide screamed: "What is this? The scary thing is still behind!"
The executioner glanced at him and wanted to say something timidly, but Wang Hushan stared at him and shouted: "Why are you trembling? If you don't want to put him to death on the spot, kill him!"
As soon as the executioner heard this, he quickly picked up the ghost-headed knife and was about to chop it at Zhang Feide. Zhang Feide repeated his old trick and roared suddenly, scaring the executioner to the ground again. This happened several times, making people laugh endlessly.
Seeing this scene, Wang Hushan King was so angry that their noses twisted. Wang Shulang glared at Zhang Feide and said, "It's useless to yell, Zhang Feide. Xue Wuhen won't come, and your eldest brother won't come to save you. Just wait to die!"
With that said, he flew over and grabbed the Ghost Head Sword, and wanted to kill Zhang Feide himself. Guan, Zhang Qin'er and the other three knew that they would not escape death today, so they couldn't help but close their eyes in despair, and those kind people also turned their heads. I couldn't bear to look at the scene of blood splattering in the sky.
Wang Shulang laughed ferociously, and slowly raised the ghost-headed knife. With one strike, Zhang Feide would die a violent death!
At the critical moment, I heard a voice: "Really? Isn't Xue Wuhen coming? Weasel, open your eyes and see who I am?"
Hearing that voice, Guan Zhang Qin'er trembled all over, like a drowning person suddenly grabbing a life-saving scarecrow, rekindling the hope of living.
But Wang Shulang screamed loudly, as if he was being shocked by electricity, and couldn't help but roared: "Xue Wuhen, where are you? Come up here and die!"
Amidst the roar, a man in green clothes wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat walked out of the crowd and walked slowly towards the guillotine.
The figure was as tall and straight as a mountain, like a long sword about to be unsheathed, with a cool aura and a sharp edge that flickered in and out. It seemed that as long as the long sword was unsheathed, it could cut through the sky!
As soon as she saw that tall and tall figure, Qin'er couldn't help but burst into tears and choked up: "Brother Xue, you are finally here!
...Hey, why did you come? How can you fight against so many of them by yourself? "
Upon seeing this, Zhang Feide hurriedly comforted him and said: "Brother Qin'er, don't cry. It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that can't be avoided. Since the eldest brother is here, there's no point in worrying, right?"
Seeing the man in Tsing Yi moving forward resolutely, approaching the danger step by step, Guan Wenchang couldn't help but lower his head in shame as he remembered what he had said before. He didn't dare to look at the man in Tsing Yi, or look directly at that Shuoshuo's threatening face. look.
People looked at the man in green who was walking towards the guillotine and couldn't help but be stunned. How could he dare to rob the execution ground alone? He has to face hundreds of people by himself!
One person and one sword, facing a group of evil people who are like wolves and tigers, still move forward resolutely and fearlessly. How much courage does this take?
The scene was silent, only the footsteps of the man in green could be clearly heard, like thunder, echoing in people's hearts.
Suddenly, Wang Hushan laughed loudly and said: "Xue Wuhen, you are indeed here. Well, you are the one I am waiting for!"
Then he turned to the three executioners and shouted: "Don't kill them yet, I want to capture Xue Wuhen, let their brothers look at their eldest brother, accept our torture, make him unable to survive, unable to seek death, destroy him The glorious image!
At the same time, Xue Wuhen also let Xue Wuhen watch his brothers being killed one by one, but was unable to do anything, allowing Xue Wuhen to slowly enjoy the pain of losing his brothers and friends! Hahaha, this is fun! "
Regarding Wang Hushan's evil intentions, Wang Shulang, Wang Go, the Three Qishan Monsters, and others actually agreed in unison: "It should be like this, let Xue Wuhen and his brother accept painful torture, and let them watch each other die slowly. That’s what makes it interesting, hahaha!”
Amidst the evil laughter, the Futu Swordsman stepped forward, struck the sword with a flying sword, pointed at the man in green and shouted: "Xue Wuhen, that day in the sword competition at the Fenglin Inn, I was not afraid for a moment and lost to you. Today I I want to compete with you again!
"Draw your sword!"
Xue Wuhen took off the bamboo hat and raincoat on his head, and immediately revealed his outstanding body. He coldly said to the Buddha Swordsman: "You are already defeated by me, and you are no longer worthy of my sword!"
"Huh? You are so arrogant!"
The pagoda swordsman felt extremely insulted, pointed his sword, and shouted: "In that case, don't blame me for not upholding justice in the world!"
Xue Wuhen didn't even look at him, but still said coldly: "Humph, Buddha Swordsman, you help the tyrants do evil, are you worthy of speaking about the moral principles of the world?"
After hearing this, the pagoda swordsman felt like there was a lump in his throat, and he became angry from shame. He swung his sword and killed him.
Xue Wuhen shook his right hand slightly, and the bamboo hat shot out like a millstone, circling around the Buddha Swordsman. As fast as lightning, the Buddha Swordsman slashed away with his sword, but the bamboo hat flew away again. return.
Xue Wuhen took it in his hand and threw it out again, still circling around the Buddha Swordsman. The edge of the bamboo hat was like a sharp blade, cutting into the Buddha Swordsman's neck and other places.
How could the Buddha Swordsman be injured by a bamboo hat? He struck out with a palm, using the wind of his palm to block the rotation of the bamboo hat, making it lose its center of gravity. At the same time, he swung his long sword and chopped the bamboo hat into pieces.
After smashing the hat, the Buddha Swordsman felt relieved and was about to continue challenging Xue Wuhen.
But at this time, the Buddha Swordsman felt his eyes go dark. Xue Wuhen held a large coir raincoat and hooded the Buddha Swordsman like a dark cloud!
The pagoda swordsman felt the darkness was overwhelming, like a mountain pressing down on the top, and he seemed to be out of breath. He hurriedly swung his sword and slashed at the large coir raincoat until the bamboo leaves of the coir raincoat were flying in the sky.
However, just when the Buddha Swordsman was swinging his sword and slashing wildly, Xue Wuhen flew up with a kick. With a bang, the Buddha Swordsman flew up and fell heavily to the ground more than ten feet away, like a gourd rolling on the ground. , rolling around on the ground, unable to stand up for a long time.
When he stood up, he still felt dizzy. He was afraid that Xue Wuhen would kick him again, so he slashed with his sword and shouted: "Xue Wuhen, you... don't come here, I'll kill you if you come here." you!"
Seeing that he was dizzy and spinning like an old donkey, people burst into laughter. However, Wang Hushan, Wang Go and others had a gloomy face and said nothing, but secretly cursed a waste in their hearts.
Zhang Feide laughed and said: "Buddha Swordsman, you are really confused. You don't know where my brother is, but you are just scratching around. What's the point? Hahaha, I'm laughing to death!"
After kicking the pagoda swordsman away, Xue Wuhen flapped his arms and flew towards the guillotine like a big blue bird, intending to save Guan, Zhang Qin'er and the others.
However, how could Wang Hushan, his grandson, and others allow him to save people? Before Wang Hushan could open his mouth, the three Qishan monsters flew over to stop Xue Wuhen.
Zhong Boshan, the third among the three monsters of Qishan, smiled sadly: "Xue Wuhen, you defeated the Buddha Swordsman with clever tricks, but you couldn't win with force, so let me entertain you!"
Xue Wuhen raised his sword eyebrows and said coldly: "Come then, we should settle the score today. My brother was guillotined because of your three monsters of Qishan!"
Before he could finish his words, he clapped out a palm, and instantly the wind roared and snowflakes filled the sky. Among the snowflakes flying all over the sky, a palm print of ice and snow as big as a millstone roared out and blasted towards the top of Zhong Boshan's head.
Zhong Boshan punched out, shattering the ice and snow palm prints with a bang, and said coldly: "Xue Wuhen, you are only at the peak of a martial artist, but I am a strong martial artist, you can't beat me. .
Humph, you escaped the first two times, but this time you are unable to fly! "
While Xue Wuhen mobilized the offensive to attack Zhong Boxhan, he said coldly: "Now that I'm here, I have no intention of leaving. You brothers are working for the tiger and helping the evil, and I'm here to deal with you today!"
"What a loud tone!"
Zhong Boshan rose steeply into the sky, slammed down with both palms, and shouted: "Xue, take my palm!"
Before the palm could reach, the huge force of the palm wind was pressing down like the top of Mount Tai. Xue Wuhen secretly said that he was worthy of being a strong martial artist. The power of a palm was so powerful!
Seeing that Zhong Boshan's palm was about to be slapped on the head, Xue Wuhen spun around and avoided it. At the same time, he flew up and kicked out Zhong Boshan as fast as lightning, hitting Zhong Boshan's waist.
Zhong Boshan flew out like a ball. With a bang, he actually broke two wooden pillars at the guillotine. The entire guillotine was shaking and seemed to be about to collapse!
Zhong Boxhan turned over and jumped up, cross-eyed, pointing at Xue Wuhen and yelling: "Xue, you are so despicable! Ouch...it hurts me to death!"
Xue Wuhen snorted coldly: "Zhong Boxhan, let's fight with our lives. We fight openly and openly, and we don't stab people in the dark. How can you call me despicable? Do you want me to stand here stupidly and let you fight?"
When Zhong Boshan heard this, he couldn't help but was speechless. Xue Wuhen was right. Since it was a matter of fate, everyone should win based on their ability. Moreover, Xue Wuhen did not use hidden arrows to hurt people. He stabbed and stabbed towards Xue Wuhen.
