Chapter 118: To climb from here

The Wu Master learned that Huang Xiaolong and Fei Hou stood up and smiled on their faces. He smiled and said: "The little brother really knows the time, the people of Ming Dali!"
I dare to see the brothers seeing them up, thinking that it is Huang Xiaolong who thinks clearly and wants to leave.
"Slow! Brother Wu, just let them leave them too cheap!" The tall, thin man who had previously opened suddenly shouted.
"I can't let them leave like this!" Another fat man also followed. "
Wu Shixiong looked at the two younger brothers: "This?"
High-skinned men to Huang Xiaolong and Fei Houdao: "Look at Wu's face, we are not too difficult for you, so, you have to leave, but you have to climb from here!" Finished, standing in the middle of the road, One leg, one finger below the crotch.
When the young men and women were around, they all laughed.
Master Wu turned around and looked at Huang Xiaolong and Fei Hou with a look of embarrassment. He said, "Little brother, I am sorry, I mean let you go and leave, but my teacher’s meaning is to let you from him. Crawling under the crotch, you can only grieve you!" When he said this, he also laughed.
"Or, you have asked my younger brother in the past, maybe this way, you don't have to climb out from under his pants!" He laughed.
However, just as his laughter fell, suddenly, a claw flashed, his laughter suddenly stopped, watching Huang Xiaolong in horror.
At this point, his throat was pinched by Huang Xiaolong, and the blood slowly ooze out from the throat.
"Who told you, we are leaving?" Huang Xiaolong looked at this Wu brother with indifference. Then the hand was pinched, and a broken voice came out. The brother Wu’s eyes were prominent. He couldn’t believe to look at Huang Xiaolong. Then he went down and softened. Maybe when he died, he didn’t expect Huang Xiaolong to suddenly shoot. Then he killed him without any hesitation.
Around the young men and women looked at Huang Xiaolong suddenly crushed the brother of Wu, the laughter stopped. Looks like a stay. The change is too sudden.
Even standing in the middle of the road, the legs were opened, and the tall and thin men who had Huang Xiaolong crawling away from under his crotch were also stiff there.
His open legs suddenly shook.
Just when Wu’s neck was soft, the Fei Hou figure standing behind Huang Xiaolong flashed. In an instant, I came to the tall and thin man. Fei Hou lifted his foot. But instead of squatting at the other side's chest, he kicked the middle of the other's crotch.
A crisp sound, as if the sound of the eggshell ruptured.
The tall, thin man screamed. If you kill a pig, hold it up and jump up.
"My stuff!"
"My things are broken!"
He screamed incoherently.
At this time, the young men and women around the reaction came back.
"Zhang Shixiong!" The fat man panicked to the high-skinned man who was jumping, and asked in a hurry: "Zhang Shixiong, how are you?"
However, it is obvious that he has asked this question extra, and the high-skinned man has broken everything. What else can he do?
Others have surrounded Huang Xiaolong and Fei Hou.
"You dare to kill my disciple of Jiufenggu!" The woman who said that she wanted to kill Huang Xiaolong directly looked at Huang Xiaolong and said coldly.
"How about killing?" Huang Xiaolong looked indifferent.
In fact, he has long known from this group of young men and women to wear this costume to know that this group of young men and women is a disciple of Jiufeng Valley. When he was practicing in the Silver Moon Forest and found iron fruit, the two young people killed were Jiufeng Valley. disciple.
He also found a book called Bao Jian from one of them.
How about killing? The woman’s words were furious, but when she was about to shoot, she suddenly said a woman behind her head:
Sister Feng, we are waiting for the teacher to come and not to be late!

Wu Shixiong is the beginning of the eighth stage. Zhang Shixiong is the late stage of the seventh stage. However, even Huang Xiaolong and Fei Hou can not even walk in front of a face. The female disciple thinks that although they have many people, they may have dealt with Huang Xiaolong.
When the wind sister heard it, he hesitated.
When Huang Xiaolong saw it, he gestured to Fei Hou's eyes. Fei Hou nodded his mind and suddenly appeared in his hand. The sword slammed and flickered.
The tall, thin man who had been holding the screams and screaming suddenly stopped, and his hands with his crotch were loose, his eyes straight and he fell.
Blood, sprayed out.
"Zhang Shixiong!"
The disciples of Jiufeng Valley were exclaimed.
The fat man is more frightened and back.
However, when he was frightened and retired, Fei Hou’s sword waved and several swordsmanship flashed. His figure stopped and fell down like a tall man.
Watching the high-skinned man and the fat man continue to be killed by Fei Houyijian, the remaining Jiufenggu disciples suddenly changed their faces.
"Don't be afraid, we!" The Fengshi sister shouted, but she hadn't finished shouting, and her throat was pinched. She was horrified, and it was Huang Xiaolong who held her throat.
"Hey!" She wanted to say something.
Huang Xiaolong’s eyes were cold, his right hand was hard, and he pinched, and the wind sister’s mouth was completely stopped there.
"You are right, there is no need to talk nonsense, just kill it!" Huang Xiaolong no expression, the right hand is loose, watching the other body fall down.
Around the Jiufeng Valley disciples screamed, all panic and then retired.
Feihou stood there, raised his sword in his hand, and made an action that made the disciples of Jiufenggu amazed. Feihou’s sword was lifted up and stabbed high, and then suddenly spurted forward, and countless swordsmen suddenly grew from long. The sword tip burst out, like a blooming flower, in the midst of the air.
These swords were rotating, and they were rotated by the disciples of Jiufenggu. When the swords disappeared, these Jiufenggu disciples fell one after another, and each person had a beautiful sword pattern on his neck. , blood, blooming from the pattern of swords and flowers, dyed red around the ground.
In the distance, some of the forces that had seen the conflict between Huang Xiaolong and Jiufenggu disciples succumbed to disasters looked at Huang Xiaolong and Fei Hou with a look of horror.
"Who dares to kill me Jiufenggu disciples!" When these disciples fell in Jiufeng Valley, in the distance, a scream of anger and screaming came, a figure came across the air, and the shadows were heavy, and instantly hit the chest of Feihou.
Fei Hou's eyes were condensed, and the long sword in his hand swayed out. Countless swords and flowers burst into the air and hit the other side.
The "Zi" bursts out constantly, the airflow is stirring, sweeping the square, the other body's body shape is shocked, and the body falls, it is a middle-aged person.
The middle-aged people dressed in costumes are similar to those of the previous Jiufenggu disciples, but the color of the chest and the gods are different. The middle-aged people are falling down, the body is full of blood and blood, and the face looks at Feihou with amazement. At this time, there are three The old man who wore the clothing of the Jiufeng Valley elders broke through the air.
(Four more, continue to four more tomorrow) (to be continued...)