Chapter 711: Two paper kites (below)

Anyone who came to see it was a rhetoric, a smile, and a composure. Xiaode thought the same, and the ridicule on his face grew stronger and stronger.
Chen Changsheng explained: "If you can kill him, of course the best, even if you can't do it, it's not bad to get him out of here."
Xiao De didn't understand his truth, and dozens of masters in the field didn't understand.
Even as Chen Changsheng said, this game that Zhou Tong personally arranged made Zhou Tong a dog of the mourning family, but why did the dog of the mourning family get closer to death?
Regardless of whether it is midsummer or winter, stray dogs without a home can be seen everywhere in Kyoto. Although they work hard, they are not so easy to die. What's more, Zhoutong is not even a dog, even an ordinary dog. He has the sharpest fangs in the world, and the most terrible poison on it.
But because of this, Chen Changsheng felt that Zhou Tong was not far from death.
The dogs of the bereavement family are bound to be panicked all day long, because the mice crossing the street are bound to be called by everyone.
Xiaode understood, looked at him with the eyes of the childish child, and said, "Do you think there will be people who will help you kill Zhou Tong?"
To him and many people, Wang Po and Chen Changsheng insisted on killing Zhou Tong, which was the craziest thing. Where else would there be such a lunatic in the world?
Chen Changsheng said honestly: "I don't know who will help us kill Zhou Tong."
Then he continued: "But I believe there will be someone."
There are too many people in the world who want Zhou Tong to die.
Zhou Tong left the courtyard with begonia trees and left the Bingmasi alley. No matter how big the world is, there will be no place for him to stay.
Those who want him to die will definitely seize this opportunity and give him the most lethal blow.
Because of the existence of the merchant boat, the vast majority of people who want Zhou Tong to die will probably not do it, but there will always be people who move.
The so-called majority will not give Zhou Tong a helping hand, but will just stand by and watch Zhou Tong die.
It was like he and Su Li saw all the way back from the snowy fields, like they were in Xunyang City.
Druid did not believe his judgment, and said with pity: "If a man is about to die, his heart will be chaotic. What is the point of saying this again?"
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In the face of Xiaodiao and other powerful players like Xiaode and dozens of masters in Juxing Realm, Chen Changsheng seems to have only one dead end. Wang Po’s current situation is even worse than his. Although he just broke through, he severely injured his arm and severely damaged the meridian. Not to mention the strength of fighting again, he walked in the ice-filled river. Difficulties, and he was faced with hundreds of Jingqi, two gods, the second prince of the Tang family, and feather arrows that came out of the sky like a rainstorm.
The sky was torn into countless ways by arrow rain, and the wind and wind danced wildly. Wang Po stood in the river. There was no change in his expression, and it was still calm.
When the world was about to kill, he brought a sword into Kyoto, fighting the sacred on the snowy street, breaking the arm in Luoshui with great shock, and slashing the peerless strong man like Tieshu. No matter from which point of view, he has already achieved the ultimate, and his sword has also reached the extreme.
So far, there are no regrets, and no more shocking moves can be made.
He opened his eyes and calmly watched the sky full of arrows and rain, because now he could do nothing else.
Suddenly, a gust of wind swept across the Luoshui River.
This gust of wind was so strong, that the feathers and arrows with extremely fast speed were all disturbed, lost all their power, and then fell from the sky.
Hundreds of arrows fell into the cold river water, floating and sinking, looking like broken branches, very dismal.
The second prince of the Tang family, Huo Ran, looked up and looked at Xuekong, his expression slightly changed, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.
Wang Po must die.
This is the commitment of the business firm Zhou, the Baidi couple, and the 14th anti-king to Zhu Luo.
It is now clear that this is the best chance for the court to kill Wang Po, and it is most likely the last chance.
At the same time that the violent wind from Xuekong fell down, the two gods would move.
The ranking of these two gods in the military of the Great Zhou Dynasty is not very high, but the cultivation level is very deep, far exceeding Xue He, many years ago, they were already gathering stars.
More than ten Hanliu trees on the river embankment shattered in an instant, and the two dragon-blooded horses were screamed and killed by life and death. The two gods will break through the sky and flew towards Luoshui!
The two iron guns glowed with cold light, and went towards the king in Luoshui!
Wow! There was a very clear voice in the snow.
As if the ice in Luoshui melted in an instant, then went to a high place and turned into a waterfall.
No, it was the sound of a paper kite flying high in the air and being blown by the cold wind.
A thread is tied under the paper kite, and there is a person on the thread.
The man jumped from the sky, with a loud noise.
It was that the white paper on his face was blown by the cold wind.
He was like a stone, falling in Luoshui, before the two generals.
The two powerful iron guns arrived.
The man raised his weapon, which was also an iron gun.
This iron gun is certainly not as good as the Shuangyu sharp gun in the palace, as well as the gun in the hands of the Khan Qingshen, nor the gun in Xue Xingchuan's original hand.
But this iron gun is also one of the most famous guns in the world, and to some extent, it is even more famous than the guns of Khan Qing and Xue Xingchuan.
Because that person is so famous.
Now that Xingchuan has returned to the Demon Realm, Xue Xingchuan is buried in the suburbs of Beijing. How many iron guns can be more domineering and arrogant than his guns?
The iron gun violently went away, blocking the iron guns of the two great generals.
Two extremely dull impacts sounded on the Luoshui River, and the waves scattered.
The Yulin Army, who had rushed into the river, was swayed by the shock, and the horses in Hanliu hissed in pain.
The two gods will be shocked back to the embankment, spouting blood, but they are not badly injured.
The man stood in Luoshui, half a step back.
Innumerable feathers and arrows fell from the sky, such as heavy rain, such as dark clouds, Luoshui suddenly dim.
The man's iron gun was horizontal, above the cold water, like an iron rope unshakable.
Inspired by the gunfire, a water wall over a hundred feet wide rose from the Luoshui.
Those feather arrows shot into the water wall and were washed away instantly.
Immediately afterwards, he withdrew the iron gun and had a heavy meal.
The tail of the spear fell into the water, and the river fell like a waterfall, like a spring, and scattered in all directions. Like a water arrow, it shot at the masters who had swept by.
The Luoshui water is full of humming sounds, and blood stains can be seen everywhere on the water surface mixed with ice scum.
In just an instant, more than ten military masters were seriously injured and lost their fighting power.
There was a moment of silence between heaven and earth.
Wow.
The paper kite flies high in the sky.
The water wall fell into the river.
The white paper on the man's face was trembling.
With a puff, a spit of blood spewed out of his mouth, hitting on white paper, looking like a fairy flower.
It was not until the end that he decided to make a shot, which was inevitable a little hasty, and his opponent was not an ordinary person, but a court.
One shot forced two gods back, one shot blocked the sky of arrow rain, and one shot seriously wounded more than ten military masters. Even him, he had to pay a heavy price.
But he didn't care, because he was able to make sure that his decision was correct at this time, because he felt very happy at this time.
Some hoarse, full of violent emotions, penetrated the white paper still bleeding, and fell in the ears of countless people on both sides of Luoshui.
"Who else?"
This sentence is so arrogant.
This person is so arrogant.
What a shame.
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