"Seeing how lively you guys are playing, why don't you come and play with us too!"
Zhao Jin took out his black spurge "Mohun" from the demon refining pot and walked forward slowly. Seeing this, Mu Qianshan and others' eyes lit up. This was Zhao Jin's first experience since he learned the halberd from Brother Hu. appearance.
Mu Qianshan put on his silk gloves as he walked, Song Qingru took out her peach wood sword made of fifty-year-old peach wood, Master Mingzhen took out his sun and moon shovel, and the three Xie family brothers also took out their own. Carrying thick crowbars behind them, a group of seven people walked slowly toward the battlefield ahead with expressionless faces but an unstoppable momentum.
"You, who are you!? What do you want to do?"
Seeing Zhao Jin and others approaching, he couldn't help but become nervous. One of them couldn't hold back and shouted at them.
"Afraid of what they will do. That kid has the Qiankun Ring in his hand. If we take that kid down, the Qiankun Ring will be ours!"
"It's just that I'm afraid of the eggs. Adding in the seven of them, there are only nine people. The fighting strength is ten to nine. The advantage is still ours!"
There are timid and fearful old people here, and there are also greedy people who are not afraid of death. They stare at the ring on Zhao Jin's hand and drink wildly.
"Haha, is it your advantage, or is it that you don't know whether to live or die? This may be because the ignorant are fearless!"
Zhao Jin chuckled, and everyone just had to move forward.
"Hmph, kid, now that you're here, don't leave!"
The boss of the "Three Ghosts of Xiangxi" impostor was also blinded by greed, or he was blindly confident in his own strength.
"Pretending to be your mother!"
The boss of the Xie family couldn't stand it anymore. He cursed angrily and pounced on the "Three Ghosts of Western Hunan" who were pretending to be them.
The battle is about to break out.
"Ayan, Atu, we are saved this time!"
Although I don't know why Zhao Jin and the others want to help him, it is of course the best to have a chance to live. Zhu Yan also looked in the direction of Zhao Jin and others with strange eyes, while Ah Tu, the hedgehog in Dashan's arms, leaned into his arms. It was not very good at fighting, so it could only watch the show at this time. .
"Well, Ashan, I can feel the kindness in them. They shouldn't be bad people."
Beasts have spirits, let alone beasts that have escaped the stage of ordinary beasts, which are even more strange. Zhu Yan noticed that they had no ill intentions, so of course they were not bad people.
"Well, the savior is here, we can't be idle."
Although it seems that the other party is more like a friend than an enemy, it is still necessary to be on guard against others. Who doesn't have a clue in their heart? Dashan called out, and chose one of the enemies to rush forward. The time to counterattack had arrived.
The three brothers of the Xie family faced off against the fake "Three Ghosts of Xiangxi", and they beat them fiercely, with vicious moves and special attacks on vicious places.
Among them, the one who hit him the hardest and the hardest was Xie Zhishan, the youngest member of the Xie family. Just now he said rebelliously that he was afraid that he would not be able to beat the opponent, but now he was not timid at all, and the beating was so fierce!
"Brother, stop fighting, stop fighting. This time we, the 'Three Ghosts of Xiangxi', have admitted defeat. We quit, we quit!"
The fake boss of the "Three Ghosts of Xiangxi" who faced off against Xie Zhishan was beaten back and forth, and his body was even dented and bulged by the crowbar in Xie Zhishan's hand. He did not expect that the other party would be so difficult to offend, so he quickly waved his hands and begged for mercy.
"Quit? It's too late!"
After hearing what the other party said, Xie Zhishan hit him even harder, making the other party complain in his heart.
"Wait, wait, brother, do we have any misunderstanding? Just say what you want to do. How about we stop? Don't hurt the peace!"
"Stop? Are they the 'Three Ghosts of Xiangxi' you call them? You're the one they're going to beat!"
After saying that, Xie Zhishan greeted the opponent's head with another stick. The opponent quickly put up the hand ax with both hands to block. There was only a "click" sound, and the powerful force knocked the hand ax out of the opponent's hand, even the top one. All the bones in his hand were broken.
"Little brother, little brother, there is a misunderstanding, there is a misunderstanding. We are not the real Three Ghosts of Xiangxi. We are fakes. You have found the wrong person!"
This man spent all his effort on these arms. One of his hand bones was broken, which destroyed most of his combat power. He quickly ran backwards, actually trying to escape.
"Want to run away now? It's too late. When the car hits the wall, you know you have turned. When the stock rises, you know you bought it. When you make a mistake and you are sentenced, you know you regret it. When the snot flows into your mouth, you remember to throw it away. Hey, where are you running? !”
Xie Zhishan shouted loudly, and swung the stainless steel crowbar forward in his hand, hitting the opponent's back directly.
"boom!"
The force of the crowbar hitting his back almost broke his spine. The bodybuilder-like tank back was instantly bloody. He only felt a sharp pain in his back, and he fell down. .
"Bah, you bastard, you better run away again!"
Xie Zhishan walked forward, turned him over with his feet, and stepped on his chest with his foot.
The boss of the fake Xiangxi Three Ghosts, who almost fainted, resisted the severe pain that pierced his head and struggled to open his eyes. He looked at this "little man" whose height and size were barely half of his own, stepping on him like a winner. However, he could only struggle feebly.
He glanced at his other two brothers out of the corner of his eye, and saw that they were also beaten to death by two dwarfs who were also holding crowbars and wearing calabash masks. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind.
"You...are you...the real Three Ghosts of Xiangxi?"
"Hey, do you remember now? It's not bad, you can be a sensible person."
Xie Zhishan chuckled, but the man at his feet widened his eyes. He didn't expect that the person he wanted to impersonate would appear in front of him. Isn't it a good time to go out today? There was obviously no problem with the two impersonations before, so why was it so unlucky to meet the real owner?
"Brother, brother, I was wrong. Please spare my life. I never dare to do it again! Please..."
Some people are born to be weak. Even if they have a strong body, they can only bully the weak. They bully the weak and fear the strong, and in the end they can only be a weak person.
"A coward like you has really tarnished our name as the 'Three Ghosts of Xiangxi'! Die!"
Seeing that such a fierce-looking strong man turned out to be such a greedy person and fearful of death, Xie Zhishan's eyes were full of disdain and contempt, and he raised his crowbar and hit him on the head.
"boom!"
This big head exploded like a watermelon, and a mixture of blood and brain matter splashed around. If Xie Zhishan hadn't been fast enough, such filthy things would have stuck to his clothes. It was really disgusting. .
On the other side, Zhao Jin's battle was also going on. Perhaps Zhao Jin was too pretentious when he was standing in the middle when he first appeared, so he was attacked by two opponents, one an assassin and one a tank.
Compared with the big iron bull who practiced Barbarian Bull Boxing and the fake "Three Ghosts of Xiangxi" just now, the big body of the fleshy tank was not overachieving.
There are many spiritual masters who are warriors among the collection of spiritual masters. This is because most of the spiritual masters do not have very high cultivation talents. Instead of practicing spiritual power that they are not good at, it is better to practice physical training. Method training, as long as you persist, it will eventually be a way out.
"boom!"
The long hammer in the opponent's hand collided with Zhao Jin's halberd, making a dull sound. As the saying goes, "A general with a hammer and a stick is invincible." He did not expect that a "weak chicken" like Zhao Jin would use a heavy weapon like a spurge as a weapon, but he was still very confident in his own strength.
"Boy, go to hell!"
When he rushed towards Zhao Jin, there was a sinister smile on his lips, but it was soon replaced by a burst of shock.
"What!? How could it be possible!? This boy is so strong!"
The man was blown away by Zhao Jin's powerful force. He took several steps back with his feet and plowed deep footprints on the ground before he released the force and stabilized his figure.
At this moment, the guy dressed as an assassin also appeared behind Zhao Jin. Although he was also shocked by Zhao Jin's power, he knew the power of his partner. He did not expect that there was someone stronger than his partner. Be powerful, but this does not prevent him from carrying out sneak attacks.
Brute force alone is of no use. With such great strength, the speed must be poor. Thinking like this at the moment, the assassin's three-edged thorns on his left and right hands stabbed Zhao Jin's neck and heart up and down.
"Go to hell, boy!"
There was a ferocious look on the corners of his mouth under the mask, but Zhao Jin turned to look at him with a slight smile on his lips.
"I saw you!"
He is fast, and Zhao Jin is even faster. The big halberd in his hand is as light as a feather, and he seems to have predicted the opponent's movements. The whole action looks like he is placing the big halberd in his hand. Then, the assassin's head hit him.
"boom!"
Another watermelon is flying everywhere.
"What?"
Naroutan couldn't help but be shocked when he saw that his experienced old assassin was killed by Zhao Jin so easily. However, the battlefield was changing rapidly, so he couldn't help but hesitate at the slightest moment and continued to hit Zhao Jin decisively.
"You have some courage, but it's a pity that you are too weak."
Seeing that the other party was not scared away, Zhao Jin was a little impressed, but this did not prevent him from killing the other party.
"Hey!"
"clang!"
Both sides shouted loudly, and the hammers and halberds collided with each other, making a huge roar, like Hong Zhongdalu. His strength was not as good as Zhao Jin's, but he was not knocked out again by Zhao Jin's force, but was like a flying sword. It was smashed into the ground like a nail.
"It's a good way to relieve force. Let's see if you can still take my blow!"
Zhao Jin looked at the fleshy man with half of his body sunk into the ground, and there was even a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
The best respect for a brave man is to go all out. Zhao Jin finally stopped holding back. To outsiders, his movements were just ordinary slow movements of raising a halberd and smashing it down, but it carried endless power.
As soon as the expert takes action, he will know if there is a halberd. Zhao Jin gathers all his strength to strike a halberd. The opponent is horrified. He cannot catch this halberd!
"boom!!!"
A huge roar sounded, and even the ground trembled faintly. A huge pit appeared on the ground, and the flesh tank was no longer visible, or it could be said that it was everywhere.
