Fantasy World Transmigration

Everyone in the entire hall fell silent, only Wu'an and Liao Kong who were behind them looked at each other, clasped their hands together and recited the Buddha's name silently.

Looking at their reactions, Kou Chong couldn't help being amazed. He danced and asked, "Who is that Dongchang Fanzi? Why did you hear them, just like Du Fuwei's performance, and kept making loud noises?" Don't even dare, could it be someone who is more powerful than the three great masters and the eight masters of the Demon Sect?"

"Shut up! Who allowed you to say that about them...they...they're just clowns! People with buckets, what's the point!" Dugufeng stammered, she suddenly realized that Kou Zhong looked at Dugu Fu Wei died, how could he not know what Dongchang represented, his face was flushed with anger, and his right hand was about to press the long sword at his waist.

"Sin, sin!" Wu'an recited the Buddha's name, like Huang Zhong Da Lu shaking Kou Zhong, Dugu Feng and the two minds, and after startling them, he sighed: "Kou benefactor, you have never understood the meaning of this period of time. The accident happened, so I don’t know, the East Factory and the West Factory are the most vicious and cruel lackeys of Yang Guang’s subordinates, and they have persecuted countless righteous people.”

"The fanzi you see are their eyes and ears all over the world. Every martial arts has unpredictable power, and the poor monk can't guarantee that they can keep them. It is expected that Du Fuwei is also afraid of being entangled by these gangsters. Stay, and drag it to Dongchang to command hundreds of households... Unfortunately, he still failed to escape!"

Kou Zhong was taken aback: "You said that strange man is just a commander of the East Factory?"

Wuchen nodded silently.

"That would be terrifying! I think Du Fuwei can't do three tricks under his command. This is the leader of the third largest rebel army in the world. Is it possible that Yang Guang, a foolish king, can turn the tide? But that's not bad. , at least the imperial court is better than those rebels who disregard human lives!" As soon as Kou Zhong said this, everyone present glared at him.

"Yang Guang is going against the law, and he will be punished by heaven!" Dugufeng protested against the case.

Wu'an gestured: "Please benefactor Kou tell us the details!"

Kou Zhong breathed a sigh of relief this time, he didn't dare to say anything nonsense this time, and said directly: "Du Fuwei just left Xin'an with us, and was going to hand us over to his subordinate forces nearby, but he pushed away the courtyard, I only saw a strange man with five or six pieces, and the others disappeared."

"Du Fuwei didn't say anything, and immediately moved his hands. Ling Shao and I hid in the room, only to see him waving his sleeves all over the sky, and he couldn't even see the figure!"

"However, I could hear two sharp wind sounds, like thunder!" Xu Ziling saw that he was speaking miraculously, but he was not going to say the key point, so he had to add for him.

"There's something in the sleeve!" Dugu Feng said in a daze.

Seeing the two of them confused, Wu'an explained to them: "The Universe in the Sleeves is Du Fuwei's nickname. Later, he also described his superb boxing skills, just like the Universe in the Sleeves, and finally became this set. The name of martial arts. The sound of thunder must be the hidden fist wind in the universe in the sleeve."

"Du Fuwei's boxing skills are superb, not inferior to Yu Wenhua's, and even surpassed. Can this kind of martial arts not be able to withstand the three moves of a hundred households in Dongchang?" Dugu Feng said sadly.

She looked back at Kou Zhong and asked him, "Did you see how he died?"

Kou Zhong saw her miserable and dazed expression, which made people feel distressed, and he didn't care to fight her anymore.

"We saw a light and a sound before and after. The light suddenly appeared from the shadow of the sky, like lightning, with a thin red mist. The sound was like the sound of crisp iron plates colliding. Later, They left, and when Xiao Ling and I went to check, we only found this!" Kou Zhong took out a circular iron piece.

Wu'an took it in his hand only to find that it was a half-split gauntlet. The gauntlet made of fine iron has a peculiar style and seems to be able to shrink, but a neat incision split it diagonally, leaving only a small half The wreckage was still faintly stained with blood.

Wu'an lightly stroked the gap in the gauntlet, and suddenly said: "It's the Wujianyoujian sword technique!"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar, and Ouyang Xiyi answered, "I don't know which one is Liu Jin, Cao Huachun, and Wang Zhizhong! If you can split this fine iron gauntlet in the second move, you know, That knife is only three fingers wide, as thin as a cicada's wing! Cutting gold and iron is like nothing, but Du Fuwei is unstoppable, no wonder the third knife was taken away."

"Jianghuai Army was destroyed this time, Yang Guang's ferocity of the faint king is even more irresistible!" He said this sadly, as if desperate.

"That strange person seems to be called Wang Zhi." Kou Zhong thought thoughtfully, "I heard someone calling him Mr. Wang, and I thought it was Mr. Dog! But what kind of skill is Wu Jian Wu Jian?" Curious, couldn't help asking.

Ouyang Xiyi sighed: "That's Dongchang's secret martial art, only a hundred or more households can learn it. You Jian said the gist of the saber technique: enter the world with nothing, and only exploit the enemy's flaws. Our martial arts are In their eyes, they are like cattle waiting to be slaughtered, they have no complete eyes, they use the strength of their swords to enter the space of our martial arts, and take people's lives with one blow!"

"What Wujian said is that the sword technique is as terrible as hell, and it also refers to the knack of movement hidden in this sword technique, 'not on this side, not on the other side, not in the middle' to go in and out of Wujian..."

"Amitabha!" Wu'an put his handguard under his knees, closed his eyes and sighed.

"Benefactor Du died unjustly. Even the poor monk did not dare to face the knife directly. Donor Du insisted on taking the knife in his sleeves, but he just broke his wrist guard. Presumably Du Benevolent's hands were already affected by the saber energy at that time." It was only after being injured that he showed his flaws, and was stabbed..." Wu'an could hardly continue.

Ouyang Xiyi cried even more: "The sky is so blue, how can it be inferior to all living beings in the world! Yang Guang is so powerful in this world, within the nine states and four seas, who are the righteous people who can stop him?"

"My Buddha is merciful..."

"He gave birth to Yang Guang, did He give birth to Yang Guang?"

Dugufeng's eyes were red, she drew her sword, and said angrily, "Yang Guang, what is there to be afraid of? It's just a death. He killed Du Fuwei, my grandmother, me, and all living beings in the world." Do you have a sense of justice?" Looking back at the two young men, Heng Jian asked, "Do you think there is no one in the world who wants to kill Yang Guang and then hurry up?"

Kou Zhong was startled by her heroism, and said foolishly: "I think so! As long as we can survive, one thing more is worse than one thing less!"

He felt Dugufeng's sword against his chest, and hurriedly changed his words: "The world has suffered from Yang Guang for a long time, and everyone is gnashing their teeth, wishing to kill the faint king and then hurry up. Poor our mother, she died under Yang Guang's hands." Thinking of Fu Junmao, he couldn't help but his eyes turned red, and he really felt a little bit like the enemy.

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