Bright red blood dripped down the blade of the Japanese sword!
The ghost-headed machete hit the stage with a clang. Old Ghost Wang looked down at his belly in disbelief, hurriedly covered it tightly with both hands, turned around and said tremblingly: "You... you... you don't... ...not a human being...you...wu..."
Before he finished his sentence, blood surged out like a fountain, and he leaned over and died!
As soon as Old Ghost Wang died, everyone in the audience was in an uproar!
Wu Fusheng suddenly stood up, his face changed drastically, and he exclaimed in shock: "You... you... Wu Liuliang!"
The faint sunlight slowly disappeared behind the clouds and mist. The man on the stage put away his sword and turned sideways, smiling provocatively at Wu Fusheng.
I saw this man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and a thin figure. He was not Wu Liuliang, who was he?
As soon as the name Wu Liuliang came out, everyone on the stage was talking about it, and they were inexplicably surprised!
Everyone knows that Wu Fusheng killed Wu Liuliang once in Zhangjiazhuang, and later in the ring in Gaozhou Mansion, Wu Fusheng killed Wu Liuliang again. Unexpectedly, five years later, Wu Liuliang would appear alive and kicking again. On the stage!
Isn't this person human? What is this person?
monster? Ghost?
Could it be that this person is really unkillable?
Rumors that the Chen family are all immortals have appeared among the crowd again. The people who were killed in the Chen family may have all been resurrected. The panic of seeking revenge from the big guys spreads among the crowd!
All the heroes in the green forest are heroes who are not afraid of anything. At this moment, they can't help but feel a little surprised!
When Deng Jinlong saw Wu Liuliang's unlucky face, he became angry. New and old grudges came to his heart. He picked up the iron gun and was about to go on stage when his eyes flashed. Wu Fusheng was already standing on the stage. superior!
As soon as Wu Fusheng came on stage, he was like a needle that calms the sea. Everyone immediately fell silent and waited to see what Wu Fusheng would do!
Wu Liuliang smiled disdainfully at Wu Fusheng and said coldly: "Wu Fusheng, you didn't expect it, right? We met again today. I said..."
In the middle of the conversation, Wu Fusheng suddenly merged with his stick, and it looked like a horizontal stick in front of Wu Liuliang!
There was a "pop" sound, white foam splashed everywhere, Wu Liuliang flew out like a dark cloud, and gently hit the sandy ground under the ring, splashing layers of loess!
Wu Fusheng's face was full of murderous intent, and he pointed at the men in black under the ring with his wind and thunder stick, and said in a cold voice with murderous intent: "The clown is vulnerable! Who is here, a remnant of the Chen family? Why don't you come to the ring?" "
The clouds in the sky are getting thicker and thicker, slowly turning dark, and slowly covering the sun!
The world seemed to know that a bloody fight was about to begin. The wind surged like a violent tide, rolling the flag and unfurling it violently, and Wu Fusheng's words echoed throughout the venue!
Get to the ring! Get to the ring! Get to the ring...!
The man in black at the front, with wingspan as big as a roc, jumped up, stood in front of Wu Fusheng, and slowly pulled off the bamboo hat covering his face!
Dark clouds rolled in, making deep muffled sounds!
The long wind flew by, rolling up the corners of the red flag!
Wu Fusheng couldn't help but widen his eyes, and said with some shock: "It's... you?"
Under the haze, a young and thin face came into Wu Fusheng's eyes!
The person in front of me is none other than the apprentice who has been missing for more than half a year - Zhao Qing!
After beating Wu Fusheng to death, he never imagined that this rebellious disciple who had betrayed his master would actually appear here at this time!
"Zhao Qing? You traitor! You beast! Where have you been for more than half a year? What do you mean by jumping on the stage? Do you dare to fight with me?" Wu Fusheng was angry, annoyed, surprised and suspicious!
Zhao Qingzhi stared at Wu Fusheng for a long time, then suddenly laughed up to the sky, with overwhelming arrogance and madness, as if he looked down upon everyone in the world. He was completely different from the taciturn, honest and dull Zhao Qing before. Two people!
Wu Fusheng's pupils shrank, his heart was as cold as iron, and he was sinking!
What is supposed to come finally comes!
He felt the familiar monster aura from Zhao Qing's body. The person possessed by the old monster this time was undoubtedly Zhao Qing!
Zhao Qing laughed for a long time, his head turned slowly and strangely, and his eyes were fixed on Wu Fusheng. These light gray eyes were filled with the murderous intention that spread wantonly!
"Wu Fusheng! You are wrong, I am not Zhao Qing!"
Wu Fusheng stood at attention with his stick in hand, fully alert, with a faint white light dancing all over his body!
Now that he knew that the enemy in front of him was the old monster, how could he dare to be careless? The old monster fought against me five years ago. It was actually a fluke that he won. Now this old monster has made a comeback. If he didn't have the strength to defeat him, how could he dare to come to him so brazenly?
He knew that he was likely to lose this time, but how could he just surrender?
Moreover, in the past five years, I have studied hard and practiced hard, and my strength has improved greatly compared to five years ago. If I fight with all my strength, I may not lose!
Wu Fusheng looked at the lightning rack that was about ten feet high that had been set up on the stage, and then at the black clouds in the sky that were surging like a tide, making loud "rumbling" sounds from time to time, and he couldn't help but feel a little bitter in his heart!
If Tianlei had come earlier, maybe he wouldn't have to be so frightened at all, as if he were facing a formidable enemy!
Or maybe the thunder had come earlier and he would have been killed!
Wu Fusheng turned his thoughts back and forth with some self-mockery.
God's will is unpredictable, and insignificant mortals may only be able to passively accept fate's arrangements after all!
Zhao Qing sneered and continued: "Now that it's happened, I'll make it clear to you! My name is Chen Yuqing, and I am Chen Cangou's third son!"
Wu Fusheng suddenly understood and nodded: "I see, are you here to avenge Chen Cangou? It's a pity that you have found the wrong person. I was not the one who killed Chen Cangou! If you want to avenge Chen Yuqiu, you also You found the wrong person, the person who killed Chen Yuqiu was the old monster in you, not me, Wu Fusheng!"
After hearing this, Chen Yuqing's pupils suddenly dilated, but they quickly condensed again. He stared at Wu Fusheng fiercely and said word by word: "No, I'm here to avenge my second brother Chen Yudong! Say—— Did you kill my second brother! Was it you!!! Was it?!"
The tone got higher and higher, turning into a roar!
Wu Fusheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "That's right! It was Chen Yudong who I killed outside Wanliu County that day!"
Chen Yuqing raised his fists, his muscles quivered, and roared with all his strength: "Master! That apprentice can't help you!"
Waves of strong wind suddenly swirled from around the arena and slowly filled the air.
In just a few breaths, the ring was wrapped up in layers, completely isolating the heroes from the ring!
Roots of yellow hair grew out from the back of Chen Yuqing's hands and neck. His ears became longer and pointed, and the fingers on his hands also became long and sharp. The whole person looked three-quarters less human and seven-quarters more like a monster. That day, Chen Yuqiu's half-fox, half-human image went one step further!
It's slow to say, but this weird change only happened in half a breath. As soon as the transformation was completed, Chen Yuqiu's arms shook, the black cloth behind him fell apart, and a long golden stick leaped into Chen Yuqing's hand!
As soon as he got the stick, Chen Yuqing assumed the exact same posture as Wu Fusheng!
The two of them were as if they were carved from the same mold. They started with the same posture, swung the stick in the same posture, closed the stick in the same posture, and then used the same posture to attack again!
In an instant, two people and two sticks had collided with each other dozens of times!
The first step when the wind and rain are severe - the clouds are low and the fog is gathering and the dragon is rising! ! !
'Bang bang bang' 'Bang bang bang', after the two figures collided with each other hundreds of times, they suddenly separated and separated on both sides of the ring!
Wu Fusheng almost suspected that he was dreaming, and said in surprise: "How can your stick skills improve to such an extent? This stick in your hand is..."
Chen Yuqing looked up to the sky and smiled and said: "Master, you don't have to be surprised, because the more unexpected things are yet to come! The wind and rain are as strong as the second type - the strong wind covers the sky!"
The golden hardware stick in Chen Yuqing's hand is spread out like a fan, swaying like a tree branch, fluttering like a big flag, and making noise like a whirlwind!
The stick energy was as high-spirited as a galloping horse on the grassland, rolling towards Wu Fusheng in layers!
Wu Fusheng snorted in his heart. When he first taught Zhao Qing, because Zhao Qing's learning progress was very slow, he only taught Zhao Qing these two stick techniques for more than four years!
