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Chapter 829 Uphill Downhill (22)

In front of the triple gate of the first village, the eight-armed Yama and Luqian of Tianlongyuan have already exchanged hands.

Lu Qian thought to himself that in terms of real martial arts, after all, under the vicious Eight-Armed Yama of the Western Regions, if he let the opponent forcefully attack, he would not be able to last long. In addition, this time the opponent is aggressive, so he really does not know how many people are hiding in the dark. If you don't take the initiative to attack, control the rhythm under your own hands.

Besides, this place is the first village, after a while, several deputy owners of the first village will come, and with the joint efforts of everyone, they will be able to capture this beast. Taking a sudden step forward, he punched up and down with both fists, and smashed out flatly, with mountains and rivers at the front of the fist.

The eight-armed Yan Luo let out a low growl, with a ferocious expression on his face. He clenched his fists with his eight arms. Facing the oncoming fists, he ignored the oncoming fists and just smashed his eight arms forward like a storm.

In terms of boxing attainments, he is far from Luqian's opponent, but his vigor is more powerful than the latter, and the eight thick arms are swung down, even if he doesn't pay attention to any boxing skills at all, it is extremely terrifying, let alone the opponent in front of him. The boxing and martial arts of this nicknamed Eight-Armed Yama are all obtained from the pile of dead people.

He is extremely murderous, far surpassing his peers, and extremely difficult to deal with. If an ordinary person is charged with this evil spirit, and seeing such an unreasonable killing method, his mood will not be shaken, and he will be seen to see his flaws and die unexpectedly.

Fortunately, Luqian honed his temperament in the Tianlongyuan, and he never disturbed the clarity of the Lingtai, his expression was slow, and his mind was stable, he just practiced his own boxing skills against the enemy, did not mess up his position, even after several moves, Liuli's body was not broken, With his own strength, he restrained this very fierce master of the Western Regions.

No matter how furious the opponent is, it is still difficult to get rid of Luqian's fists and kicks.

The eight-armed Yan Luo became even more furious when he looked at it immediately, and the strength above his fists and feet grew even more.

Every time he punches, there will be a sound of thunder.

Although many other factions in the rivers and lakes have their own small thoughts in their hearts, since ancient times, there has been a difference between Huayi and Yi in the Central Plains. This concept has almost taken root in their hearts. There was no ambiguity, and each of them held their weapons in their hands at the moment.

Even the old man who taunted the first village in his words just now grabbed a cold and broad knife in his hand, rushed forward, slashed out with one knife, and immediately opened a scoop of a barbarian from the Western Regions who flew up from the bottom of the mountain. With another kick, he kicked it directly down the mountain, and hit some protruding rock, and immediately fell to a bloody mess.

The old man stroked his beard and sneered, smelling the smell of blood in his nostrils, and the arrogance he had when he was in his prime was born again.

Seeing that the warriors from the Western Regions who had appeared earlier jumped out from other places, he said loudly, he rushed forward more bravely than the young disciples who accompanied him next to him. The opponent was caught off guard, and had already chopped off a wrist, howling miserably.

It should be noted that although these warriors from various factions are not comparable to the eight-armed Yan Luo of the Western Regions, who has a fierce reputation in several rivers and lakes and ranks on the peerless list.But he is by no means mediocre. Facing those Jianghu people who lurk in the Central Plains, even if they have more than one enemy, they will not be at a disadvantage.

Only gradually, more and more people came from the foot of the mountain, but the warriors at the foot of the mountain did not respond. Many old foxes were mature, and they guessed that this matter was premeditated, and the warriors at the foot of the mountain were probably drugged. The deadly poison is sometimes difficult to hide, and it is difficult to find such a large amount.

However, the method of Mongolian sweat medicine is just a trick of the world, and there are as many people as there are people in the world. It is hard for most people in the world to think that the first villager will give people medicine, and their minds are all on today's big gift. He will be as vigilant as in the past, afraid that he has caught the truth, and immediately cursed secretly in his heart.

But he couldn't get out, and he only cared about fighting at the moment.

Wang Anfeng stepped on the top of a mountain pine tree, and he also thought of this, but he also thought that Ximing was being watched by Uncle Li. With the old man's martial arts, although he has fallen from the realm of the master to the fourth rank, he is experienced and can protect Dongfang Xi. Ming, absolutely no problem.

Feeling at ease, let the energy circulate, the severe wear and tear caused by the forced mobilization of the three divine swords just now gradually recovered, exhaled, and with a flick of the right hand from the waist, the soft cloth belt unfolded like a scroll, floating on his body In front of him, a thunderbolt flashed between his fingers.

The silver needles flew up like swimming fish, arranged in rows.

Wang Anfeng flicked his fingers lightly.

A thunderbolt exploded from a silver needle and shot out in an instant.

A martial artist from the Western Region who was slashing furiously with a knife a few hundred meters away suddenly suffered from pain, and a stream of blood exploded from the bend of his knee. Immediately, a low howl of pain came from his throat, his body tilted to one side, and the deadly move that he had prepared to launch also disappeared. There is no evil spirit.

The old Jianghu opposite him has rich experience. He didn't care about it at the moment, and changed his tactics suddenly, with a sharp knife, and directly chopped off a good man's head of this expert from the Western Regions. Although he was at a loss, he also knew which hidden weapon master secretly Taking cover, looking left and right, he just said aloud thank you brother, and then found a new master, without any ambiguity, his face was as ferocious as a tiger.

Wang Anfeng flicked his fingers and then flicked his fingers again.

The silver needles suspended in front of him shot out one by one.

The Spirit Breaking Awl of the Flying Spirit Sect didn't cost him much.

At the moment, he uses the pupil technique to pay attention to the entire battle situation, and he shoots his fingers repeatedly, so that those outsiders who have been planning for a long time and only wait for today's attack will always be interrupted when their energy is fully charged and they will die in vain. The old Central Plains warriors were only slightly injured.

At the moment, one side is uncertain, while the other side is becoming more and more imposing.

It's just that there are more and more opponents, the silver needles on Wang Anfeng's body were exhausted in an instant, and he reached into his bosom again, grabbed a handful of yellow and orange copper coins in his hand, and tapped between his thumb and index finger.

The thunder went berserk, and a Daqin Tongbao shone brightly.

As long as it is shot, its force is probably much stronger than that of silver needles, and it is difficult to hide.

At this time, Wang Anfeng suddenly noticed something strange, restrained his energy, and looked slightly sideways. Si Kou Tingfeng, who was wearing a black robe with wide sleeves, had already floated and stood beside him. Today's first big ceremony, the woman is as clear as water. The black hair has turned into a dignified bun, and there are red rouge flying around the corners of the eyes, which is even more different from the usual time, the end is glamorous and glamorous.

People like Wang Anfeng, except for a certain cold woman, all recognize people by their own aura.

After he came here, he didn't see Si Kou Tingfeng appearing for a long time. When he saw the grand master he had never seen before when he was traveling in the Western Regions, he thought that Si Kou Tingfeng had encountered some kind of accident and was worried in his heart. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then his heart tightened, his brows furrowed, and he asked straightforwardly:
"Si Kou, what happened today?"

Si Kou Tingfeng looked at the great battle that had not happened in the rivers and lakes below for more than ten years, and said:
"You asked me what happened, but I couldn't answer it."

"However, even ordinary boaters know that there is an undercurrent surging against the current. Since the first village intends to suppress the entire river and lake, it is natural to be the first to face all kinds of wild dragons and snakes on the river and lake. The undercurrent lurks .”

"This is just the beginning."

"If you put it more vulgarly, even if a piece of gold comes out, you have to come and try it out."

Wang Anfeng sensed the aura on the woman's body, and said, "Your injury..."

"The last injury is nothing to you at all."

Si Kou Tingfeng watched the fight below, but he was not in a hurry to make a move. He hummed and said:
"I just want to fish, but unfortunately the result is not as expected."

"Heh... In the history books, every time the court changes, there will be an emperor and a courtier. I thought that such a thing would not happen in the first village, but I was wrong. Looking at it now, there are internal and external shocks. , Master has seen through the secular world, and if he leaves, he will really leave, and he will not make a move."

"If today's matter is only settled by the Jianghu people, the first village will not be the first village, and if they are allowed to leave safely, the first village will no longer be the first village, and even the following people are younger than you As long as a few of my elders die, the first village will no longer be the first village in the past."

"It's really a difficult situation, but let me tell you a few words that spread out, I'm afraid the two sides fighting below have the same idea. The first village's suppression of the Jianghu was never entirely for the sake of the Jianghu, but to restrain the sect, so as to avoid The people have suffered an indiscriminate disaster."

"Since it is restraint, it will inevitably make them feel uncomfortable."

Si Kou paused when he heard Feng's voice, stretched out his right hand and pointed at the peerless eight-armed Yan Luo in the Western Regions who was already crushing and killing in front of Tianlongyuan's hut, and said softly: "If this person does not die, the first village will not stand."

Wang Anfeng looked at the eight-armed Yan Luo, and said concisely: "I can take action and kill him for you."

"You are fighting for me, you should give it a try."

Si Kou Tingfeng said: "I do have something to ask, but it's not him."

"There is a steady stream of people coming down the mountain, please stop them on the mountain road to cut them off."

Wang Anfeng was taken aback.

The woman next to her stretched out her hand to untie the wooden hairpin from her bun, her long black hair fell like a waterfall, her black clothes and jade belts were black and black, and her hair was tied up as high as before. Showing a lot of heroism and chicness, he said softly:
"He is the enemy of the first village."

"I'm going to kill him."

Wang Anfeng glanced at Si Kou Tingfeng, and nodded silently.

His right hand was lowered, and a ball of flames exploded. The flames flowed down his fingers, and the five fingers were clasped together again, and the sword sounded, and the Shenwu Sword appeared in his hand with a ball of energy like a flame.

At this moment, the No. [-] Zhuang Sikou of the fourth rank, Tingfeng, took a step forward, and had already jumped off the green pine.

Go straight to the master of the Western Regions, the world's peerless eight-armed Yama.

While he was still in the air, the exhaustion of the camouflaged qi in his body had already recovered.

In the Longevity Pond above the dantian, Taoist longevity lotus blooms, which dies with each breath.

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