Jianghuxing

At that time, I only had two thoughts in my heart, one was not to let people kill me, and the other was not to let Huang Haitang kill everyone here.

The words that Huang Haitang said in my ear are still fresh in my memory, this is the first battle for me to officially step into the rivers and lakes to become famous, and it immediately makes me full of pride. I walked to the middle of the main hall and smashed the shield on the ground, shouting at Fan Rong and his son in the hall: "Where the fuck did you come from, all of them are dignified, and I will vomit if I listen to you again!"

Guo Yan had already been forced by them to have nothing to hide, and Zhou Xiang was also in a hurry on the side, and there was no way to do it, seeing me rushing over without a head and thinking that I had finally met the one who broke through the siege, and couldn't help but smile on his face. I also grinned at Guo Yan, that feeling was amazing, not long ago, this yellow sand castle wanted to kill me, but today I came out for them.

Guo Yan followed me and looked behind me, and guessed that since I dared to come forward to provoke, I must have Huang Haitang's support behind me. Guo Yan's mood improved even more after getting the exact answer.

Fan Xiulong couldn't stop scrutinizing me when he saw me coming out, and Fan Rong naturally didn't say anything, because he responded to me with his identity and surrendered his identity. So Fan Xiuhu walked over to me and said viciously: "Where did you come from the dog

offal, dare to bark in front of grandpa?" Huang Haitang hid behind and shouted: "Dog offal scholar essence!"

Fan Xiuhu's face turned red, and he was even more annoyed: "Who? Who the fuck is hiding in the dark and saying bad things about grandpa?" Seeing that no one agreed, Fan Xiuhu couldn't hold his face, turned his head to Guo Yan and said, "You don't care, right? Then I have to clean up the portal for you!"

I'm afraid that he and Fan Xiulong will join forces, and when the disciples of the Yellow Sand Castle were fighting a few days ago, they also found that in fact, they are not a big deal one-on-one, except for the internal force is a little awkward, the others are not worth mentioning. But the three of them joined forces to attack and defend well, and it was still quite tricky to fight.

So I was going to provoke Fan Xiuhu, so I said to him: "Don't talk here in the vernacular, bring your knife, let's talk under our hands!" Fan Xiuhu

was happy, and pulled out the steel knife from his waist, which looked similar to that of the Yellow Sand Castle, but he vaguely saw that there were blood grooves and barbs on the back of the knife, which looked more like the Yin Damage weapon that bandits and rogue people like to use.

When I mentioned the big shield, although this shield was not as big as the tower shield that Zhou Xiang brought at the beginning, it was more flexible, and it could be lifted and moved, so as not to be fixed in place and passively beaten. Fan Xiuhu held the knife in both hands, rushed over and raised his head and nodded, I raised the shield to resist, and the blade bounced away, and I heard Fan Xiuhu's knife sound suddenly speed up, and quickly turned down from the top, I guess he was going to cut off my feet in the blind corner of my sight, followed by the shield rubbing, and heard a masterpiece of iron, Fan Xiuhu's knife fell short.

After having more than a dozen moves with Fan Xiuhu, Fan Rong in the hall saw the clue and asked Guo Yan: "This person in the hall is competing in martial arts, and the martial arts are not your Huangsha Castle, what is the reason why you dare to be presumptuous here?"

I was afraid that Guo Yan would be stupid and stupid, and then shake out the matter of the father and son of the Wang family who I and Huang Haitang had killed, so I returned the knife to Fan Xiuhu and shouted at him: "I am a chivalrous man who fights injustice!

Fan Xiuhu was angry again, approached several knives and attacked again and again, and said with a cruel smile: "You still want to challenge my father these two times? I will let you move your head in less than thirty moves, and come back after practicing well in the next life!" When

I fought with Fan Xiuhu, I deliberately didn't let my knife touch his knife, so I specially took a big shield. Fan Xiuhu made the sword skills of the Flying Eagle Castle much faster than that of the Yellow Sand Castle, although there were many mistakes, but he relied on the quick knife moves to cover up the past.

I held the shield and let his fast knife fall on the shield like a storm, Fan Xiuhu thought that I had no power to fight back, and the attack was even more unscrupulous, so he dared to say that he wanted to kill me in thirty moves. You must know that my turtle king eight formations are a good defensive hand that Zhang Liao and Huang Haitang can't get down, how can he break my shield with just one

Fan Xiuhu? Seeing that the thirty moves he promised are about to be knifed, Fan Xiuhu is also even more impetuous, in his opinion, it is obvious that one knife can chop me into two pieces, but there is such a piece of iron in the middle, it is estimated that Fan Xiuhu finally understands what it means to bite the king of dogs at this time.

I figured out the law of his attack, and when I saw that his set of sword skills was exhausted, Fan Xiuhu was unstable when he boarded, and he staggered and sat on the ground in two steps. I strode up and raised my knife, and I heard the voices of three people shouting from three directions at the same time: "Stop!" "Kill him!" "Don't

kill him!" Naturally it was Huang Haitang who was not afraid of chaos in the world, and it was naturally Fan Rong who had not yet figured out the state who ordered me in a majestic tone, and it was the good man Guo Yan who persuaded me not to kill him. It is estimated that Guo Yan is also afraid that the situation will be more difficult to control after killing someone, although Huang Haitang is sitting behind him, but Fan Rong is extremely angry and leads all the disciples to make a move, and no one knows how many people will be killed or injured.

In fact, when the three of them called me at the same time, I was also thinking, should I cut this knife or not? Everyone called me this and that, so who should I listen to?

Suddenly, Lu Bu and Zhang Liao who were galloping past flashed in front of me, and they held their horses in front of them with long weapons and turned to look at me. I remembered that when the three of us were together, they taught me this and that, but most of them only told me what it was like, but they never made decisions for me, or ordered me what I should do, or what was the right thing to do.

In Lu Bu's opinion, I am no different from the child who eats on the side of the road, but he is still willing to take the trouble to tell me this and that, but he has never made any decisions for me. Thinking of this, I want to laugh again, although it was his intention that this fucking guy forced me out to practice, but it was Ren Qiang who spoke for him, and he still didn't decide my life.

At this time, Fan Xiuhu was lying on the ground on all fours, and the knife fell beside him, and he didn't know whether to reach out for the knife or raise his arm to defend against me first. Fan Xiulong snatched it from the hall without a sound, and the knife in his hand was almost in front of my eyes.

And in front of my eyes, there was a magnificent appearance of Lu Bu and Zhang Liao leading thousands of troops and horses through the rivers and lakes. I slashed the knife without hesitation, and when Fan Xiulong handed the knife to me with a frightened face, the blood on Fan Xiuhu's body also splashed up, surging between me and Fan Xiulong's knife.

I threw myself out sideways, rolled on the ground and quickly got up to defend, Fan Xiulong roared wildly and stabbed several times, although the strength was much greater than Fan Xiuhu, but the fight was like that. Fan Rong also shouted in the hall to make a move, I saw that there was no further ado, I hid behind the shield and rushed forward, and even the person with the shield knocked Fan Xiulong to the pillar of the upper courtyard of the hall, Fan Xiulong screamed and the weapon fell to the ground, and the person was still on the pillar by me.

This time, no one in the hall ordered me, even Huang Haitang, who has always been used to talking a lot, didn't make a sound, I didn't wait for Fan Xiulong to struggle down from the shield and stabbed him in the stomach, Fan Xiulong was stuck by the shield and couldn't move, and blood dripped down the edge of the shield. Fan Rong couldn't hold back any longer, and shouted that his disciples were going to do it together, Guo Yan also gave an order, and the disciples of Huangsha Fort also pulled out their weapons and confronted the disciples of Flying Eagle Castle.

Fan Rong screamed wildly and pounced, like a blind eagle. Although he was getting older, he had more strength in his hands than his two sons, and I was shaken back several steps by holding my shield under the slash he slashed with all his might.

Fan Rong's whole body lost his mind, as if the enemy in front of him was this shield instead of me. He was about to smash this iron shield to relieve his hatred, a knife was as heavy as a knife to smash down, I about two more stabs, my hand holding the shield would be sore, and I couldn't hold heavy objects for half a day. Just when his knife came again, I caught his knife with a shield and retreated, followed by throwing the shield and holding the knife with both hands, Fan Rong's knife with all his strength lost its pillar, the whole person lost its center of gravity, and half threw itself in the air, and I appeared on his waist with the knife held high. Guo Yan shouted loudly, and when his voice fell, Fan Rong's two bodies also fell to the ground one after another.

I killed the three fathers and sons of the Fan family in a row, and my body was covered with the blood of the Flying Eagle Castle, which frightened all the disciples of the Flying Eagle Castle in a daze, and I don't know if I would shout to avenge my master and then fight with the Yellow Sand Castle, or just return to the Flying Eagle Castle as if it hadn't happened.

I wiped my face and said to Guo Yan, who was also dumbfounded and didn't know how to end the game: "I'm sorry, Brother Guo, our soldiers are different from those of you who go to the rivers and lakes, if I can't kill him with this knife, he may get up and kill a few more of my brothers." The rivers and lakes are not the same as the battlefield, Brother Guo," I smiled, and the gloom accumulated in my heart for many days was swept away, "It is very cruel to be a soldier and fight."

Guo Yanpestle didn't know what to say there, but several of the big disciples of the Flying Eagle Castle reacted, symbolically shouting to avenge the master, and seven or eight people surrounded him at once. The people of Huangsha Fort saw that I had killed three people in a row for them, and now they were beaten by the people of Flying Eagle Castle, and they couldn't hold it back, and they had previously let Fan Rong be bullied for a long time.

Suddenly, a few familiar sounds of wind swept by, and I and the previous disciples of Eagle Castle were instantly cut into several pieces, and the people in front of me were immediately frightened to avoid a large circle. Huang Haitang clapped his hands and paced over slowly: "According to my opinion, the proposal of Lord Fanbao just now is quite good, the Yellow Sand Fort of Flying Eagle Fort is a family, if you want to live on the mountain, you can live on the mountain, and if you want to come to the city, you can come to the city, as for those who are not convinced, just kill them." Saying

that, another disciple of the Flying Eagle Castle didn't see what happened just now, and shouted from behind the crowd, Huang Haitang slapped it out, and the disciple who led the charge was knocked out more than ten feet, and flew out through the window of the hall.