"What do you mean?" Hua Tianshan asked, looking confused.
"No matter what conflict there is between Feng Shui Hall and Feng Huo Hall, they are two brothers. Does it have anything to do with you? You have been arrogant and domineering again and again. I will let you follow the Buddha today."
Wang Gensheng took action again, and his momentum was overwhelming.
Su Chang and Chen Bo jumped out quickly, one behind the other, making sharp moves.
Wang Gensheng did not draw the sword again. Once the sword was drawn out, the general would be killed again.
Even so, Su Chang and Chen Bo were beaten so hard by Wang Gensheng that their teeth were all over the floor, making it difficult to distinguish them.
"Don't let them go." Du Heng came over and looked at Suchang and Su Chang coldly.
Wang Gensheng smiled: "Okay, I'll let you show off."
Du Heng had just fought with Su Chang and was originally seriously injured.
But after resting, I felt that my physical strength had recovered a lot. Seeing Wang Gensheng's excitement, he smiled slyly: "Brother Wang, you can just watch from the side."
Wang Gensheng sneered, Du Heng's previous personality had long since collapsed, and he was just an insidious villain.
However, Du Heng is not an enemy yet, so let him help Feng Shui Hall and Feng Huo Hall to express their prestige.
Du Heng walked next to Wang Gensheng and suddenly stretched out his hand, and Wang Gensheng gave in subconsciously.
Du Heng actually grabbed the sword behind Wang Gensheng's back with one hand, and when he pulled it back, the sword was already in his hand.
"Hahaha, now that the sword is in my hand, who is still my opponent?" Du Heng laughed, looking extremely arrogant.
"Du Heng, return the sword to me." Wang Gensheng was furious.
"Wang Gensheng, I was just looking for you to avenge Du Ziteng, but I didn't expect you to come to my door yourself. Consider yourself unlucky!" Du Heng smiled coldly.
In the hall, the style of painting was reversed. Who would have thought that Du Heng would sing such a song.
"Du Heng, return the sword to me." Wang Gensheng said coldly.
"Come and grab it if you have the guts!" Du Heng held the sword in his hand and smiled sinisterly.
"What do you want?" Wang Gensheng asked.
"Kill Hua Tianshan and others first, and then deal with you later." Du Heng replied seriously, feeling so at ease.
"You are just a lunatic." Wang Gensheng smiled bitterly and ignored Du Heng.
Here, Xia Ren's injury was extremely serious. Xia Yuhe lay on Xia Ren's body, almost heartbroken.
Wang Gensheng walked over and patted Xia Yuhe gently: "Xia Yuhe, don't be sad, let me take a look first!"
Xia Yuhe stood up, while Wang Gensheng squatted down to feel Xia Ren's pulse and make a diagnosis.
Over there, Du Heng held a sword in his hand and looked arrogant.
No one dared to approach him, not because of his excessive martial arts skills, but because they were afraid of the sharp sword in his hand.
At this moment, Du Heng's internal strength was actually greatly damaged, and he was no different from a second- or third-rate character.
Su Chang and the others also had weapons in their hands, but they were as fragile as cucumbers in front of the sword in Du Heng's hand.
Hua Tianshan and Suchang were injured evenly. Fortunately, Du Heng was injured before and was not physically strong. Otherwise, they would have been knocked down by Du Heng.
Even so, several people in Hua Tianshan were still forced to retreat by Du Heng, and they were already the fat on the chopping block.
The three people fell to the ground almost at the same moment, and the sword in Du Heng's hand swept over them mercilessly.
"Hahaha, shameless kid, what does it matter if you have a sword in your hand?" A wild laugh sounded in the sky outside the hall.
While everyone was still surprised, a dark figure rushed in with a mask on his face, and only his dark eyes could be seen.
The sword in Du Heng's hand was about to stab Su Chang's throat when he felt a sword energy stabbing him from behind.
Du Heng struck back with his sword, and heard a click. The sword in the man's hand had been cut off.
The two of them ended up fighting like this.
Du Heng did not take much advantage because he had a sword in his hand. Anyone who came to fight with him was agile and could always avoid the sword wind skillfully.
Just after three moves, Du Heng felt his arm go numb, and the sword in his hand fell out of his hand.
He went to grab it, but what greeted him was a stern sword.
Du Heng's arm fell down, and not only that, the sword swept over again.
In the flash of lightning, Du Heng's other arm flew out directly, and his man fell to the ground, wailing heart-breakingly.
Su Chang and others touched their arms and heads, and they seemed to be still there.
They didn't know who the visitor was, but thinking that it was definitely not an enemy, Hua Tianshan said shamelessly: "My hero, can you lend us your sword?"
"Take your people and get out of here. I don't want to see any of you and be embarrassed." The masked man sneered coldly.
"Why are you so ignorant of praise?" A member of Hua Tianshan sneered.
The masked man waved the sword in his hand, and the sneering man's head rolled far away on the ground, and he was even still sneering.
Hua Tianshan and others dared to quibble any more. In panic, they prepared to leave, but unexpectedly, the masked man shouted again: "Return Shuihuo Xuan to Feng Shui Hall and them.
If you have the ability, you force yourself to do it, and sneaking behind the scenes is just the behavior of villains."
In this way, the identity of the masked man becomes even more pathos. Who is his enemy and whose friend?
Hua Tianshan and others dragged out the dead and injured men, and the group drove away in panic.
When the masked man was about to leave, Wang Gensheng had already stood up.
"Leave the sword before leaving." Wang Gensheng stood not far away, looking at the masked man with a cold face.
"Haha, you don't have the ability to take it away yet." The masked man sneered.
Wang Gensheng kicked off the ground with one leg and rushed towards the masked man like an arrow.
There were more than a dozen silver needles in each hand, and they were thrown towards the masked man.
Some of these silver needles are as thin as hair and difficult to see with the naked eye.
The masked man swung his sword calmly and unexpectedly, knocking down all the silver needles one after another.
When Wang Gensheng came to the masked man, he did not dare to confront him face to face. The sword in his hand was swung exquisitely and was unparalleled in the world.
Just as Wang Gensheng leaned back, the masked man suddenly turned around and stabbed out diagonally, like a white crane flying into the sky, above the blue clouds.
Just as Wang Gensheng chased him out, a shower of swords fell from the sky.
I had no choice but to retreat to the hall again. On the ground outside the hall, there were dozens of flying knives, densely inserted into the ground.
If it had been someone else just now, he would have become a briquette.
Wang Gensheng walked out, and the sky was silent.
Looking at the flying knife on the ground, it turned out to be two characters. It didn't need to be carefully identified to clearly recognize the character "Dragon King".
"Here, it turns out he is the Dragon King?" Wang Gensheng secretly regretted that his enemy was right in front of him, but he let them get away.
"Dad, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me?" Tao Ying's wailing came from behind.
Wang Gensheng couldn't help but frown. It seemed that Tao Ying's father's injury was getting worse, and it was more important to save others.