Chapter 234: Corner bucket

Within the king's camp.
Among the military accounts, the crowds were hot and the atmosphere was strong, and they gradually reached their peak.
"The king, the army is not happy, please play the game!"
A drunken martial artist came out and screamed loudly.
"it is good!"
"Tasteful!"
The so-called gladiator is naturally similar to the nature of the pre-war competition. However, at this time, the military is still brave, and it is easy to take blood with a life, and often fight for life.
However, the anti-king of the audience is a group of big and old, this time glaring at the beauty, have been clamoring, obviously love to see this.
"good!"
Xu Zongwu’s eyes showed a hint of haze, but immediately it was clapping:
Come on! Arrange the venue!

"Below Zhao Cheng!"
"It's easy to go!"
"I have seen the King of Gai and I have seen the King!"
Two sword warriors came forward and respected each other, and immediately sighed and sighed. After a few laps, they screamed and slammed like a tiger.
Ding!
The two swords intersected, one sword broke, and the other sword penetrated the easy body without mercy.
The military martial arts, it is so simple and succinct, a blow to life and death!
puff! The blood flower splashed, the beauty screamed, but the anti-king in the tent did not care, haha ​​laughed, and some took out the thick jade fingers, agate, etc. into the field.
"Winner! Zhao Cheng!"
The waiter sang high, Zhao Cheng was a big gift: "Thank you for the great king!"
This is all about falling back.
Xu Zongwu saw this, and a few whispers to a servant, the attendant glimpsed, and quickly ran down.
"Below to be brave, flood, see the king!"
It seems that I have gotten a sigh of relief. The next two swordsmen are attacked and defended, and they have come and go, playing quite lively.
It’s just that the anti-kings are murdered in the blood of the corpse, and the war is constant. How can you not see this trick? Some of the slight jaws, Yi Shi Jia Xu, some mouths with disdain.
"stop!"
A red-browed eyebrow, the anti-king of the tyrannical face is a drink: "Soft, like a girl! Not good-looking, not good-looking!"
Just point to Yong: "You! Retreat! I have Admiral Pan Feng! But you can take it all!"
"Follow!"
From behind him, a strong man with a height of eight feet and an iron tower came out. His muscles were knotted and fierce. In ancient times, he was a rare brave man!
"This person is the red-browed king, the most cruel and good to kill!"
Wu Ming’s ear came from the low voice of the Virgin Mary, and when she looked at it, the girl’s pink and faint blushing seemed to be overwhelming and more charming.
"Start!"
A nearby soldier yelled, Pan Feng sneered, suddenly opened the big hand like a fan, and grabbed the flood.
"Ah! Breeze big nine!"
This flood also obviously knows that at the moment of life and death, suddenly slamming a bang, the speed is soaring, and the sword has a brilliance, which is obviously a secret method.
Hey!
The sword gas fell like a plum, and he brought blood spots on Pan Feng, but he could only enter the meat for a minute or two. Immediately, he seemed to have received strong resistance and could not enter.
"Haha... Are you ticking at a certain house?"
Pan Feng was bathed in blood, but he did not care to laugh wildly. Like the demon king, the presence of Mei Ji was already scared and shivering.
"caught you!"
Suddenly, Pan Feng turned around, and the big hand firmly grasped the hands of Hong Yan, and his face was smirked.
Hey! Hey!
His black iron-like palms were hard, the screams were screaming, the wrists were broken, and the steel sword held was also on the ground.
"Give me up!"
Pan Feng made a position of overlord, and lifted the flood high, and the blood in his eyes flashed and slammed!
Oh!
In the midair, the blood is like a spring, and the two bodies fall, with flesh and internal organs.
"what!"
This scene suddenly filled the screams in the camp, and even a few women were pale, fainting, faint and incontinent.
"Haha... How, my general, Pan Fengkeyong?"
The red-browed king laughed and laughed. It seemed that Xu Zongwu’s ugly face was not in his eyes. The blind man suddenly turned and pointed to Wu Ming behind Han Hulin:
Can this person dare to compare with my admiral?

In the eyebrows, there is a color of provocation and grasshopper life.
"Oh... the red-browed brothers are laughing!"
Although Han Hulin is laughing, his eyes are cold: "The road is my noble, how can it be so humiliating? If there is a place to offend the brothers, there are three cups of fines, that is!"
"Three cups of fine wine?"
The red-browed king smiled coldly and said loudly: "That's what San Mao can't come, can you send me the red beauty behind me? My family Pan Fengshan can be a maid, but it is...hey...hey..."
In the words, there is a sense of sinfulness.
'Ok? Is this not... temptation? ’
Wu Ming is holding a glass of wine, and the scorpion is a slight move: "Is the other party's target me? Or Han Hulin, or is the Red Lotus, the presence of a reincarnation?"
Han Hulin finally couldn’t keep his smirk on his face, and he was completely gloomy.
However, it is quite clear that this place is a military camp handsome account, the generals gathered, under the military gas pressure system, what kind of magical power must be greatly reduced.
Under such a state, even if it is a real person, it can’t be beaten by ordinary warriors, let alone the murderer Pan Feng?
"How? If you don't want to, send me the beauty!"
The red-browed king laughed: "Brothers here also advise Hulin that you have a lot of scams on the rivers and lakes. Don't be free!"
"Since the king is like this, the poor road can only be tried hard!"
Wu Ming stood up, but it was a slight smile, stopping the action of Han Hulin.
"Good! Pan Feng, please entertain this ‘真君’!

The red-browed king applauded, Pan Feng was a smile, more than a self-deprecating gesture.
"Good, red lotus, you go!"
Wu Ming took a hand and the red lotus was staying there, and the lips were slightly enlarged.
If it is a real man, perhaps you can still force the gas to suppress, cast a Pan Feng, but she is a second-level monk, Maoshan Dao Shentong is most afraid of military anger, I am afraid it is really a weak woman. .
'what happened? Is this little priest to take advantage of me? ’
When Mrs. Honglian was in a state of suspicion, she saw Wu Ming smile a little, and a small golden gourd fell into her own hands: "This treasure is temporarily borrowed from you, come back after killing Pan Feng!"
In the words, it is full of confidence, and secretly utters a few words in the past.
To be honest, this kind of provocation is more than fighting, Wu Minghe and other identities? Regardless of the outcome, it was just a loss, and there was no reason to lose the price, so I immediately found an errand.
If Bai Yulian is present, she may be called her, but now the same is true of the Red Lotus.
"Follow the law!"
The Red Lotus, the Virgin Mary, listened, but her eyes were bright, and she was weak and weak. "General Pan, please!"
The rest of the anti-king is a glimpse, and immediately burst into laughter.
They have not seen the means of the Virgin of the Red Lotus, only thought to be an ordinary woman, only Xu Zongwu stared at the gourd in the hands of the Red Lotus, the face flashed a thoughtful color.
"Haha... So beautiful, the battlefield should be in the mortuary, you Han Hulin is no one!"
The red-browed king is not happy, and he quickly said: "Don't play dead!"
"Follow!"
Pan Feng laughed and laughed suddenly, as if a huge bear was roaring.
"Hurry as a law! Kill!"
The wind blows the face, the red lotus maiden bites her teeth, holds the gourd, runs the mana, and reads the mouth.
Hey!
Suddenly, a splendid star emerged from the seven killing gourds, and with the sound of dragons and tigers, the seven silver-white swords flew like long dragons.
"what?"
The swords are swaying, rushing straight, and condensing to the ultimate Gengjin gas is the color change of the surrounding goods.
"what!"
Hey! Hey!
The seven swords lighted around Pan Feng like a dragon, and his screams came from him. I don’t know how long it took, but I went back to the gourd.
Pan Feng kept his slamming posture and stood on the field. His expression on his face was quite strange: "I..."
With one word exit, one of his hands fell, and it was another flesh and blood, oh la la! In an instant, he was like a building block, scattered all over the place.
Hey!
This scene, quite horrible and ferocious, suddenly a lot of eyes focused on the gourd in the hands of the red lotus.
"This... the winner of this game... One eyebrows, the red lotus, the Virgin Mary!"
The voice of the ceremonial officer also shivered. It seemed to be unbelievable, and there was some fear and stuttering.
The Red Lotus is full of good fortune, and returns to the seat. No matter which direction the seven killing gourds are on the way, the face of the person in that direction will appear vigilant.
"Thank you for your true treasure, the original is guaranteed!"
The beautiful lady of Honglian respectfully holds the gourd, but my heart is still bleeding: ‘good magic! When it’s a good magic weapon, these seven flying swords can kill the Grand Master of the Grand Master, and they are not afraid of the military arrogance. It is even better than the Red Lotus Demon Supreme I have sacrificed! It’s a pity that this death is not conscience, but I only borrowed me for a while...’
However, I will compare my heart, even if she is, she will get this treasure, and she will surely hide her body as a life-threatening person.
Although there is a dedication, but those gaze in the back of the gaze, or the heart of the Red Lotus, made the right choice.
"good!"
Wu Ming put away the gourd, facing other eyes of exploration and awe, but it has its own temperament that is like the sea, suppressing the heavens and everything, and not moving.
......
"how is it?"
A woman next to Song Jin asked, "Can you be sure?"
"The magic weapon is not a dead object. It can be used to refine this magic weapon. It seems that this person is indeed the position of the heavenly master... I am not as good as it is!"
Song Jin sighed.
On the other hand, the expression of the gun Li is quite exciting: "This thing... seems to be the magic weapon of my arrogant family? There is also the power of the star life. Is this San Maozhen is not a Taoist, but a person of my military?

Even if he is invincible, he must hardly pick up the seven flying swords, but he still has no bottom. (To be continued.)