Chapter 70: A Gu can't call

　　 is buried in Xionggu.
　　 There are high mountains around this place. The rocks and trees are luxuriant and the grass grows like a dense forest, which is most suitable for Tibetans.
　　 When Jiang Que and his party walked into this valley, they felt that something big had happened. For this reason, Jiang Que looked around and thought to himself, "Sure enough, he was born in the ranks, and he likes to choose this kind of terrain in battle, which is good for sneak attacks.
　　 But I am not afraid, not to mention that there are many martial arts fellows in front of me, even if there is a Siwei Chui Gong beside me, my own martial arts is not bad, this trip is nothing wrong! "
　　 There is also a tall man against the sky, he thinks he is not a tall man, and he does not need to stand upright.
　　 "Master, they are all here." At this moment, the golden scholar carefully reminded that a group of people from the rivers and lakes is not easy.
　　 Wan Yan Hongxi's eyes dimmed slightly, and he said indifferently: "It's a good come, just to kill the majesty of these bastards, to justify my great Jin Guowei!"
　　 then shouted to the golden soldiers who were ambushing on both sides of the valley: "Kill!"
　　...A terrifying fight is about to begin.
　　 Faced with the quiet appearance of this group of golden soldiers, everyone was surprised at first, and there were still golden men besieged, which was absolutely unexpected.
　　 "It's the golden dog, fight with them!"
　　 The gangsters looked ugly, and they were intercepted halfway. The golden guy wanted to kill them all.
　　 Even the only five true five sons left were shocked, and quickly said: "Hurry up and defend, don't let these golden men succeed."
　　 After all, it is about one's own life, even if it is polite, it is impossible to remain indifferent.
　　 Qiu Qianren of the Iron Palm Gang looked depressed. He was bullied everywhere he went, and he couldn't help but roared: "Too much bullying!"
　　 stretched out his hands and killed a group of golden soldiers, but now he is also furious.
　　 Even the Seven Monsters of the South of the Yangtze River are furious and frustrated. The golden man is not a son of man, and he is actually playing insidious tricks. It is really hateful.
　　The golden soldiers broke out, and a chaotic battle began.
　　 Wanyan Hongxi also stood up slowly, shouting at the place he named the Burial Xionggu: "If you wait and catch, this king can still give you a way to survive, but if you are stubborn, there is only a dead end!"
　　 The indifferent voice rang in the valley, causing everyone to be silent, even Hong Qigong did not show any pain. This narrow terrain is very promising for the military arrows, but it is not good for them like warriors.
　　 However, as a master of innate peerlessness, he is not afraid of it, and he is a big deal.
　　 Jiangque smiled deeply, and said in his heart: "It just consumes the strength of the two sides. This group of golden soldiers came at the right time, and the group of Jianghu people should also be taught a lesson."
　　 A group of people who refuse to accept the existence of the heavenly king, Lao Zi, do not matter even if they die.
　　 "It's you Wan Yan Hongxi!" On the side, Hong Qigong saw the identity of the incoming person at a glance. The golden prince was very low-key, but now it seems that he has no low-key heart.
"It's this king!" Wanyan Hongxi walked out slowly, and sneered at Hong Qigong and the others: "Now that you are besieged by me in ambush here, it is better to surrender this king as soon as possible and leave you a whole body. otherwise……"
　　 Wanyan Hongxi is aggressive, and has a lot of spirit not to put the world in his eyes.
　　 Jiangque was dissatisfied, and couldn’t help saying:
Otherwise? Let’s not say that you are just Wanyan Hongxi, one of the last princes. How can I wait to surrender?
　　Don't say it's you, even if it's your ancestor Wanyan Agu calling, a thousand people want to bury everyone here, you are too naive! "
　　 There are really too few people at this point.
　　 After an ordinary soldier is chopped off with one hand, he basically has no combat effectiveness, and even the strength of a warrior with one hand is greatly reduced-like Qiu Chuji, now it is only called the Quanzhen Wuzi, and there is no seven.
　　 Hearing what Jiang Que said, Wan Yan Hongxi couldn't help but his old face turned black, "Asshole, how dare to insult my ancestors?"
　　 For the Jinren, Wanyan Aguda is the most outstanding and sacred ancestor, and no one is allowed to humiliate him.
　　 After gritted his teeth, he shouted angrily: "Kill, kill them all for this king!"
　　 At this point, how can I care that killing will affect the character, anyway, Wan Yan Hongxi feels that he is not a warrior himself.
　　 "Yes, Lord!"
　　Golden scholars immediately passed the order, driving a thousand gold soldiers to kill frantically, as if they didn't need money.
　　 There are Quanzhen Wuzi and Qiu Qianren in front, Jiang Que is not worried, and there are Hong Qigong and Jiangnan Qiguai among others, who are equally not worried.
　　 As for the back of the team, it is him and the guards of the Imperial City Division. If you want to kill him, you must pass the first two levels first, otherwise it is just empty talk.
　　 "Old Pifu, I'll kill a prince today." Jiang Que thought secretly, "Anyway, this Wanyan Hongxi can't martial arts, let alone the full face of the Jurchen tribe, who is not afraid of it!"
　　 Of course, now is not the best time. For Jiang Que, the final harvest is the best time, and that is the time for him to perform.
Soon the battle started. The golden scholar was careless, and was slapped by Qiu Qianren with a palm of iron sand, so that he could no longer die. He rolled his eyes and there was no sound. The remaining golden soldiers of UU Reading www.uukanshu.com were not afraid. Life and death, but one after another beheaded by angry Qiu Qianren and Quanzhen five sons.
Hong Qigong had not taken any action before, but calmly looked around, watching what was about to happen, and secretly guessed: "According to the character of these golden princes, I definitely need to bring some martial arts masters when I go out, but I don’t know if I brought them this time. Which people."
　　 could not help but whispered.
　　 "Brother Jiang, you are so bad."
　　 Huang Rong suddenly said something to Jiang Que, making him really embarrassed, but then said in a daze, "Rong'er, you gave me this idea."
　　 How did he become broken?
　　Who knows, Huang Rong said slyly: "I'm just making an idea, and I'm not the one who pitted me, hehe!"
　　 got it!
　　 Jiang Que understood it, and smiled bitterly: "You girl still teased me. I wanted to tell them about the golden man's ambush at the beginning, but at that time, do you think anyone would believe it?
　　Even if someone believes it, it’s impossible to be grateful to me. The Quanzhen Sect hates me to death, and it won’t help to save them. "
　　 Anyway, it is impossible to ease the relationship, simply push the boat smoothly, and deceive others.
　　 On the mountain road to the left of the valley, Wan Yan Hongxi watched the tragic deaths of the golden men, and couldn't help but his expression was ashen, "Is this king not a good player?"
　　 He sneered and looked around like a torch, and then sternly ordered into the valley: "When will you wait until you come out?"
　　咻咻!
　　 On both sides of the mountain, a few silhouettes suddenly jumped out, attacking the warriors of the rivers and lakes like a gust of wind, the tyrannical strength actually made people shudder.
　　 And Hong Qigong, who had been vigilant on the side, suddenly shouted out in shock, "You, you are still alive, and you have taken refuge in the golden man. Are you not afraid of being spurned by the heroes of the world?"