Huang Shengjie carried Gu Xiaotian and Duan Peng to the river and stopped at the river.
There is no road in front of him. Gu Xiaotian's headache is obviously better, but he still looks very weak at this time.
After insisting on Duan Peng's injury and looking across the river, Huang Shengjie asked: "What is on the other side of the river?"
Gu Xiaotian shook his head and said that he didn't know either.
Huang Shengjie was still looking into the distance, and finally said with some helplessness: "Shang Ziqing, it's probably more serious than bad."
But then, they heard footsteps coming from behind.
And when this person appeared, these people's hearts were completely in suspense.
The person who came was Peng Wen. At this time, he was like a returning king, with his head held high.
He was still holding Shang Ziqing's hair in his hand. Shang Ziqing was dripping with blood at this time, like a bloody man. For a moment, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
Peng Wen smiled and said: "This guy does have some strength. Gu Xiaotian, you could have saved his life."
He threw Shang Ziqing towards Gu Xiaotian.
After catching Shang Ziqing, after testing Shang Ziqing's breath, at least there was still a faint breath, proving that the person was not dead yet.
Peng Wen, who was aloof and like a king, looked towards the river and gave Gu Xiaotian one last chance, "I really can't bear to have you die among thousands of people. Gu Xiaotian will give you one last chance. Join me and I can let you all go." There is only one way to survive.”
Until now, Peng Wen still wants to win over Gu Xiaotian.
In fact, this is what Liang Yuguan asked for.
Gu Xiaotian's natural hegemony has long been known to those in the All Martial Arts Association. Facing such a gifted prodigy, they will naturally win over him if they can.
Otherwise, given Peng Wen's personality, he would just ask again and again. If he refused the first time, Peng Wen could have killed Gu Xiaotian.
Peng Wen just did as he was asked.
Gu Xiaotian, who was extremely weak at this time, still gritted his teeth and stood up with difficulty with Huang Shengjie's help.
Today's young man doesn't even have the strength to speak.
But the young man still forced out three words from his mouth, "No! Can! Can!"
Peng Wen shook his head and sighed, "What a pity, then just go die."
In an instant, the jade flute came out and spun in the air.
The swords that were ambushing Yu Xiao spread out at this moment, like flywheels.
Huang Shengjie had already lost his sword case when he asked someone to run away, but now that there was no "escaping one" nearby, as the only one present who could still fight, he had no choice but to catch Fei Xiao with his body.
But where is Peng Wen's Feixiao that he can pick up if he wants?
Even Gu Xiaotian, who has a natural hegemony, would be hurt by Fei Xiao, let alone Huang Shengjie.
As soon as Fei Xiao touched the surface of Huang Shengjie's skin, the skin immediately burst open and blood splattered everywhere.
Huang Shengjie was defeated after only holding on for a breath, and all his energy was dissipated in an instant.
Originally, he wanted to use his energy to resist most of the damage, but judging from the current situation, it was obvious that he was thinking too much.
In an instant, Gu Xiaotian's side was all defeated, and no one could fight again.
Peng Wen took back his jade flute and walked forward slowly, pointing his fingers at the people lying on the ground one by one, sighing from time to time.
Gu Xiaotian was lying on the ground, looking up at his companions lying on the ground beside him, hating his own weakness for bringing these former companions into such a situation.
Peng Wen was not in a hurry to take action. No matter what, the lives of these people were already in his hands.
However, at this moment, there was a strong wind in the air.
Suddenly, a sword flew from the air.
Following the flying sword was a flying Xiao.
Peng Wen understood immediately that the two old guys from the tea stall had arrived, and his father didn't delay the matter for long.
However, Peng Wen was very confused. He himself was the mastermind of the cooperation with Liang Yuguan. His father could only be regarded as a guide. He didn't know much about the inside story and should not be able to reveal any flaws.
How did the people at the tea stall find out?
But at this time, he didn't dare to think too much. These two
But they are all masters above the martial arts level. If they are not careful, they will lose their lives.
Fortunately, Peng Wen always had a backup plan when doing things. He quickly retreated towards the river, picked up Shang Ziqing who was lying on the ground, and yelled into the distance: "Master He, help!"
Some fat-headed and big-eared He Qiyong suddenly jumped out from the reeds, stepping on his left foot and right foot in the air, as if flying on the grass, extremely flexible.
He Qiyong made an arc with his hands, then kicked off his legs, taking advantage of the situation to go around behind Feijian, grabbed the hilt, and freed his hand to grab Fei Xiao who was following behind.
However, He Qiyong did not have the ability to stop these two aircraft.
At this time, he was more like a groom, able to control the direction of flight.
Even so, this was enough. The owner of the Yama Tower actually held off the attack of two martial arts masters by himself.
Seeing that the offensive failed, Ye Wuhen and Zisang Sanqu quickly turned the aircraft around and kept spinning in the air, forcing He Qiyong to let go.
Of course, He Qiyong is not stupid. After all, there is no one who can reach the position of the owner of Yan Luo Tower who did not come from the tip of a knife. Strength is one aspect they can be confident in, and it is more important to be able to assess the situation.
Seeing that Ye Wuhen and Zisang Sanqu had withdrawn their moves, He Qiyong was very sensible and quickly let go of his hands, finally landing firmly on the ground.
Ye Wuhen retracted the flying sword at this time, held the sword in one hand, stepped out with one foot, stared at He Qiyong and said: "Thirteen years ago, I had never seen a person like you."
He Qiyong licked his face and pretended to clasp his fists in response: "Master Ye, thirteen years ago I was watching gambling houses on the street."
Hearing these words, Ye Wuhen couldn't help but be shocked.
This He Qiyong is the majestic master of Yan Luo Tower. You must know that there are not many shortcuts in martial arts practice. Anyone who has some martial arts can even have a good time in the military camp with open meridians. As for gambling houses , those are things that rogues do only because they have the strength to dominate ordinary people.
If what He Qiyong said is true, then this Quanwuhui may have exceeded the imagination of the world.
A person who can catch the flying weapons of two martial arts masters was actually just an ordinary person with no meridians opened thirteen years ago.
But at this moment, Ye Wuhen didn't want to dwell on this. There would be a lot of time difference after this, and the most urgent thing now was to rescue Gu Xiaotian and the others.
Zi Sang Sanqu's eyes were red at this time. He stared at Peng Wen angrily and said, "Peng Wen! Do you know what you are doing now?"
Peng Wen smiled and said: "Master, oh, no, Palace Master Zisang, please tell me, what am I doing now?"
At this moment, he had changed his name from master to the master of Zisang Palace.
Zi Sang jumped to his feet and said: "Peng Wen, okay, okay! Since you don't recognize me as your master, today I can also do a good deed for Bahuang. I will deal with the traitors from my own family myself!"
Suddenly, Zisang Sanqu's entire aura changed.
Ye Wuhen glanced at him and quickly walked around behind He Qiyong, pretending to give He Qiyong a sword, forcing him to retreat. He quickly picked up Gu Xiaotian and others one by one, threw them tens of meters away, and then moved forward. A wall of infuriating energy was set up.
On the side of Zisang's Three Songs, the sound of the jade flute suddenly became so intense that a tornado formed in the sky, taking on the shape of a huge funnel. Its base was still spinning violently on the ground, towering into the clouds and reaching the heaven.
The lake water in the river was also attracted to rise up, and the entire river surface showed a crack, split into two.
He Qiyong knew that he was no match for this move, but after receiving Liang Yuguan's instructions, Peng Shao's life must be saved. He quickly whistled, pulled Peng Shao back a little, and said anxiously: "Peng Shao Master, if you can't kill these people, you can't kill them. The Sixth Military Chief said that you must live, so let's run!"
Behind the reeds, countless men in black from the Yama Tower jumped up and rushed to Peng Wen, forming a wall of flesh and blood for him.
Just as soon as the tornado passed by, the clothes of countless people in black were torn apart, leaving only their bare flesh bodies, which were instantly torn into two pieces and turned into pieces.
Peng Wen also knew he had to run for his life and quickly retreated.
He also understood that it took only He Qiyong and him to stop the crazy Zi Sang Sanqu.
That is simply a fantasy. Although this master is not very powerful, he can definitely be a big killer with just this skill.
However, Zisang Sanqu will not go as they wish.
Peng Wen's betrayal of his master was a crime.
Joining the All-Martial Arts Association is a second crime.
Both crimes must be punished simultaneously, Peng Wen must die!
He wants to clean up the door.
Zi Sang held the jade flute with three fingers, raised one hand and pointed to the river, pointed the jade flute to the sky, and said loudly: "Get up!"
Behind Peng Wen's running route, another big tornado broke out.
In the entire crowd of ten thousand people, whether it was Yang Yang who was hiding with Tianyang Camp in it, or those forces scattered in other places, they could feel the changes in the world in the crowd of ten thousand people.
Zisang sang three songs and his momentum surged. He held the jade flute with one hand, and his martial arts reached the peak in an instant. He shouted again: "Get up again!"
Three tornadoes rushed towards Peng Wen from three directions.
The power of the tornado was huge, and it was mixed with the water on the river, making the waves turbulent.
Peng Wen also seemed a little panicked at this time. He never expected that Sang Sanqu had such a skill.
On weekdays, Zisang Sanqu was a good match for Peng Wen. He knew everything about Peng Wen and taught him all his secrets and secrets.
He secretly laughed at himself: "I didn't expect this old guy to hide such a skill in the end."
He Qiyong stood aside and saw the men he called for died one after another under the tornado. He quickly took out the flare from his pocket, pulled the bolt, and the black flare flew high into the sky.
Just as the three tornadoes were slowly getting closer, a golden-ringed sword clinked and fell from the sky, splitting one of the tornadoes into two and instantly vanishing into thin air.
And then, the man picked up the golden-ringed sword on his shoulder, and still wore the half-black, half-white yin-yang mask with a smile on his face.
I couldn't see the expression behind the mask, but I could just hear Liang Yuguan whisper: "How brave, take Mr. Peng out first, and then leave it to me."
After receiving his life, He Qiyong quickly grabbed Peng Wen and ran away. This guy's martial arts was not strong, but his light skills were first-rate.
With Liang Yuguan here, he opened countless gaps with one knife after another.
The flexible fat man immediately took Peng Wen away from Wandang.
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