() Zheng Dahu made a horizontal move with his long sword, and his fierce momentum directly targeted Fang Wenjun and the other seven people. If Fang Wenjun jumped up to block those two people, he would immediately be attacked by Zheng Dahu. If he did not jump up to block, then he would
I have to sit back and watch those two people take down the sign.
Several other guards faced a similar situation. No matter who jumped up, the most likely end would be to be chopped into two pieces by Zheng Dahu with a single volley of his sword.
Fang Wenjun frowned, winked, and signaled the two guards to seal Zheng Dahu in front of him, and risked his life to forcefully jump up to block him. At this moment, there were two "swish" sounds, and two sharp weapons were heard.
The arrow pierced through the air and shot directly through the hearts of the two warriors in the early stages of the body quenching realm, bringing out two lines of blood and nailing them into the wall of the building opposite.
The bodies of the two warriors fell into the ground like birds that had been shot, splashing up a cloud of dust. The two warriors who were in the early stage of the Body Tempering Realm lost their lives in the blink of an eye.
At this time, from behind a window on the second floor that was opened at an unknown time, several more sharp arrows flew out and shot into the crowd, killing five Huajin-level warriors. And after these five arrows,
, and soon another batch of sharp arrows were shot out. Each batch contained five arrows. Each one made a sharp sound of piercing the sky, which made people feel frightened.
The group of warriors on the street did not carry shields to withstand bow and arrow attacks. They were suddenly attacked by a hail of arrows, killing and wounding more than ten people, and were immediately thrown into disarray.
Liu Bao shouted loudly, "He's nainai, there are archers ambushing him. The third and fifth children, come upstairs with me." As he spoke, he took the lead and flew up, knocking away two sharp arrows with his big ax, and then shot
The ax struck into the second floor window.
Just when his ax was about to hit the window lattice, a figure jumped out of the window like an ape, swung his elbow, knocked his ax away, and then slapped his heart with a palm.
Liu Bao spread out one hand, slapped it with a palm, and collided with the opponent's palm in the air.
With a "bang", Liu Bao's thick body was knocked upside down and fell heavily on the street. A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
Fang Ping hit Liu Bao away with one palm, beating him until he vomited blood. Immediately, he moved his wrist, and the two handles were about two inches long and two fingers wide. A silver knife as thin as a cicada's wing shot out, and the knife that penetrated was called Lao Bao.
Three, the throats of Lao Wu and the other two.
In less than a minute, Fang Ping was like a tiger emerging from the cage, unstoppable, causing heavy losses to the Tiger Gang.
Fang Ping landed on the ground from the second floor. In the air, he raised his long bow and shot out several arrows, killing several people.
Zheng Dahu moved and swooped towards the place where Fang Ping landed. Fang Wenjun pointed his sword and attacked Zheng Dahu's back with the two guards, forcing Zheng Dahu to return his sword to defend.
"That bastard is extremely powerful with his bow and arrow. Everyone, hurry up and kill him!" someone from the Tiger Gang shouted loudly.
Fang Ping stepped on the ground with his legs, raised his hand, and shot a sharp arrow through the man's mouth and through his head.
At this time, two Body Tempering Realm warriors and five Ming Hua Jin level warriors from the Tiger Gang rushed towards Fang Ping.
Fang Ping's sleeves danced continuously, and in an instant, three black needles rained out, killing the seven people. Only one Huajin level warrior luckily escaped the poisonous needle rain and rushed to Fang Ping.
The knife struck him in the neck.
Fang Ping took a step forward, bent the index finger of his right hand, and bulged out the knuckles. He knocked out his backhand and hit the back of the knife. With a sudden burst of force, he knocked the long knife into two pieces. Immediately, his waist sank, and he was full of strength.
He stepped hard on the ground, and the bluestone he stepped on quickly shattered.
With the force of this step, Fang Ping's body suddenly twisted, his shoulders slammed out, and the old monk struck the bell, hitting the man's chest, causing his chest to collapse. The man's body flew out upside down,
He hit the wall on the street and died from bleeding from his mouth, nose and eyes.
The other members of the Tiger Gang, seeing Fang Ping's bravery, all wanted to retreat for a moment, and no one dared to step forward to resist Fang Ping's sharp edge.
Jing Muchen and Atu, who had changed their clothes, heard the noise and came outside. Seeing Fang Ping, who looked like a ferocious tiger and was unstoppable, Atu showed a bit of fear on his face. Fang Ping had just fought with her.
, not even half of his strength was revealed. If he attacked with all his strength, Fang Ping could kill her in the first round.
Zheng Dahu was fighting with Fang Wenjun and others. The broad and heavy golden knife in his hand was danced into a ball of golden light, forcing Fang Wenjun and others to retreat continuously. He had already killed three of the seven guards.
Fang Ping's blood boiled in his heart, and he leapt up, using the Sky-shattering Hammer. He raised his fist high above his head and then suddenly brought it down, like a flying eagle attacking a rabbit, and hit Zheng Dahu's head hard.
Zheng Dahu sensed the fierce wind above his head, and swiped the golden sword in his hand, forcing Fang Wenjun and the three guards to retreat. Immediately, the back of the sword was horizontal, and it was slashed out, hitting Fang Ping's fist.
"Bang", Fang Ping struck the broad back of the sword with both fists, and his body paused in the air. Zheng Dahu was also hit by the powerful force of his fists and took a step back.
Fang Ping used the power of this strike to pop out his ten fingers and dig at the back of the golden sword. The weight of his entire body was pressed on the golden sword, causing the golden sword in Zheng Dahu's hand to stagnate and sink involuntarily.
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Upon seeing this, Fang Wenjun and others immediately waved their weapons and attacked. Zheng Dahu retreated sharply, and his long knife shook twice, but Fang Ping sensed his strength and used his claws to resolve them. Fang Ping stepped on the ground with both feet.
, still holding Zheng Dahu’s golden sword with both hands.
"Why are you still standing there? Come on!" Zheng Dahu shouted while dragging the golden sword back.
With two "chichi" sounds, the sharp swords in the hands of Fang Wenjun and another guard made a gash on Zheng Dahu's arm and shoulder.
The members of the Tiger Gang, who were frightened by Fang Ping's killing, charged over again under Zheng Dahu's orders. Fang Ping made a palm with his right hand, slapped Zheng Dahu's sword hard on the back, and slapped his golden sword to the ground. Fang Wenjun took advantage of the situation and stepped forward,
One sword cut off one of Zheng Dahu's fingers.
Fang Ping retreated suddenly, flying towards the charging Tiger Gang. As he flew past, he waved his left hand, and six sharp blades like ice flakes flew out.
The members of the Tiger Gang were extremely wary of Fang Ping's hidden weapons, and they all took action to block the flying blades. Unexpectedly, all six of Fang Ping's flying knives were blocked by them.
Some people in the Tiger Gang were secretly happy. They thought that Fang Ping was exhausted and the power of the hidden weapon had been greatly reduced. However, immediately after, several people felt numbness in their legs and fell to the ground immediately, losing all strength.
, can’t get up anymore.
It turned out that when Fang Ping fired the flying knife with his left hand, he flicked the fingers of his right hand several times in succession, and used the Ye Yu technique to quietly shoot out several poisonous needles as thin as hair. The members of the Tiger Gang were attracted by the flying knife, and they all
Hit.
At this time, the two sides were in close combat. Fang Ping was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. He swept away the two spears with a sweep of his left arm. His right fist came out and hit one person in the face, beating him all over. Then Fang Ping
The five fingers of a flat fist stretched out and grabbed the other person's forearm. With a strong secret force, he crushed his forearm to pieces, and the muscles were glued together.
Fang Ping felt the sound of wind behind his head, and the scene of the two men slashing at the back of his head with sticks immediately appeared in his mind. He turned over with a move of the old turtle, and his body suddenly squeezed back, just before the two men's copper sticks fell.
, knocking their bodies away first.
Atta, who was watching the battle, stood on tiptoes and leaned into Jing Muchen's ear, saying, "Brother, Brother Fang Ping is really awesome. It would be great if he could join us. Master, he will definitely like such a brave warrior."
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Jing Muchen looked at Fang Ping thoughtfully and said, "Master Fang is kind-hearted and has been favored by the disciples of the Tao of Life. I don't think he will join our organization."
A'tu snorted coldly, "Look at how ferocious he is in beating people, more powerful than a man-eating tiger. Brother, why do you still say he is kind-hearted?"
Jing Muchen said calmly, "Master Fang is so decisive and fierce in his actions. That's because his thoughts are clear and his martial arts thoughts are extremely condensed without any distracting thoughts. That's why he can advance bravely and move forward indomitably. This has nothing to do with the good and evil of people's hearts.
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A'tu nodded thoughtfully, "That's it! There is also the term martial arts intention, how come I didn't know about it."
Jing Muchen smiled and said, "That's just because you have had too few actual combat encounters with others and haven't realized this yet."