Martial Arts World

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　　I have to say that the power of Fuwei Dart Bureau in Fuzhou City is really not covered...

Dozens of full-strength dart masters went together with swords and guns, murderously swaggering across the city, causing the city’s merchants to dodge in panic, but none of the city patrol officers took the initiative to find fault. Dredge the flow of people to maintain order!

　　 And Qingcheng sent disciples to be bold and unscrupulous. Several Qingcheng disciples who closely monitored Fuwei's every action saw the whole action of the darts. They didn't say they jumped out of the city and secretly killed everyone.

　　 "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

　　 blue shirts, bare feet, mans shoes, standard swords, as well as mandarin with a strong Sichuan sound, and undisguised killing intentions, three or four Qingcheng disciples jumped into the team of Fuwei Dart Bureau.

　　 "The thief is brave!"

　　 Lin Zhennan shouted angrily, he didn't need to say anything. There were already some experienced dart heads with a few savvy players, and several teams rushed up with a knife.

　　 Ding Ding Ding......

I have to say that Qingcheng sent the disciples to be really good. The dart master Wazi hand who is in coordination with the tacit understanding in the face of the group attack is not afraid at all, the long sword is not moving like a swift wind like the wind, the sword is dense and dense like the rain. , Screams and whistles, and one person easily suppresses a team of dart masters!

From time to time, screams rang out, and a dart master whistled blood in his hands, wailing and losing his fighting power. Fortunately, the Qingcheng disciples who were in trouble had not been crazy and thorough. They knew that it was not easy to kill people and attract the government. Interfering with them vigorously can't walk around.

　　 "Brothers step back and let me come!"

　　 saw that the familiar dart master fell down, Lin Zhennan's eyes were full of blood and anger, suddenly slammed with one hand and lifted up in the saddle, and the long sword leaped across the sky like a raindrop.

　　咻咻咻……

The dart masters who participated in the siege were indeed experienced. Hearing that the head of the dart instructed his hand to move slowly, he changed his knife in his hand and went straight and attacked, which forced the disciples of Qingcheng to avoid it. The sharp edge, and the dart division wanderers who have not participated in the battle, have played hidden weapons that have been prepared for a long time.

　　 "Vile!"

　　 Suddenly attacked by this, Qingcheng disciple's mouth cursed his hand movements still unhurriedly, the long sword was turned into pieces of sword shadow like pine shaking branches, ding ding dangdang a burst of crisp sound will attack all hidden weapons.

　　 "Withdraw!"

　　 While taking advantage of this great opportunity, the dart master who went up to the group attacked the hand and made a decisive decision, covering each other and quickly evacuating the long sword attack range of the disciples of Qingcheng.

　　 "Lin Mou is asking for advice from Qingcheng School!"

　　 It was at this time that Lin Zhennan flew like a big bird, and the sword in his hand was as dense as rain.

　　 "Hmm, do your best!"

　　 The disciple of Qingcheng was really extraordinary. In the face of Lin Zhennan’s violent attack, his face did not change color. The long sword flickered in his hand, and it was impossible to accurately point the long sword in Lin Zhennan’s hand in the dense sword rain.

Ding!

　　 The sound of a crisp impact sounded, Lin Zhennan's violent blow was easily resolved, and then the two of them fought against each other with a sword that rang and rang and rang and kept going.

On the other side, Lin Ping's shot was earlier than his father's. He was not a patient person. He used a seventy-two way to ward off evil swords, which was strange and unpredictable, like the wind, as if the storm and rain would cover the disciples of the Blue City, and the attacks were dense. Without giving him any breathing opportunities, the prevailing majesty was majestic for a while, and the sound of cheering and cheering from the dart masters around him was endless!

　　 "The thief is dead!"

　　 Mrs. Lin Wang is also a shameless woman, a golden sword screams in a horizontal and wide way, and the sword technique of the Luoyang Golden Knife Gate is unique, and it is incomparable with the Qingcheng disciple who is the most powerful.

　　Compared with the original book, the force of Lin Zhennan's husband and wife and Lin Pingzhi was much stronger at this time.

Although Lin Zhennan has been insisting on practicing the Seventy-two Ways of Eliminating Evil Swords without inner power, he has recognized his weak strength early, and Lin Sha, a master of external power, has five years to make his strength reach the second-class level of rivers and lakes. .

　　Lin Pingzhi will not say it, and one-handed swordsman looks at people of the same age in the rivers and lakes. That is also a top-notch existence, which may only be worse than the core inner disciples of the Wuyue sword faction!

　　 As for Mrs. Lin's Wang, after having a strong personality and unwillingness, she also pulled her face to seek advice from Lin Sha. The first-hand gold knife gate knife surgery was improved by Lin Sha, and her strength was barely squeezed into the ranks of second-rate!

This also resulted in the fact that the original Qingcheng faction in the Qingcheng School could be crushed by a Lin disciple with just one inner disciple, but at this time they were able to fight against the elite disciples of Qingcheng, among which Lin Pingzhi, the most outstanding It has the upper hand!

　　 "Cui dart head, you give up, I will deal with this guy!"

Lin Sha was very satisfied with the Lin Family’s three sons. Seeing that the four Qingcheng disciples who had jumped out and killed, three of them had fallen into hard work and could not get out, but the other was so overwhelmed that Cui Dart and the others were so embarrassed that they could hardly lift their heads. , Ma Jing rushed forward with a flash of light in his eyes.

　　Cui Dutou and the others loosed their minds and forced the Qingcheng disciples to fight back, and then hurriedly retreated to hide away, fearing that it would be affected by Linshan’s horrific attack.

　　咻!

　　 The horses in short distances couldn't speed up, and Linsha didn't think of using the horse's impact~www.wuxiaspot.com~The horse ran to the only remaining Qingcheng, and his long gun shot like an arrow.

　　 The disciple of Qingcheng saw Lin Sha's death, and suddenly his face changed so much that his feet kicked to the ground and he was ready to jump away. Unfortunately, Lin Sha's shooting speed was too fast, others were still half blank wax rod lances.

Ding!

As a last resort, the disciple of Qingcheng gritted his teeth and waved his sword to stop it. As expected, the sword in his hand had just been attached to the point of the spear, and he felt a great force coming from the sword body. Unable to grasp, a loose sword in the palm of his hand flew away.

Hey!

　　 Linsha exhaled as if a thunder burst, his wrist lightly shook his straight gun and suddenly bent like a bow, pulling it away in the appalling eyes of Qingcheng disciples!

Yep? ? ?

　　 As Lin Sha was about to make persistent efforts to directly take it down, he suddenly felt a dread of horror and his hair was standing upright, a very dangerous feeling lingering in his heart.

　　咻!

　　 didn't wait for him to react, suddenly jumped from the roof of the adjacent house, a middle-aged short man, holding the Qingcheng standard long sword fluttering like a wind, waving his sword straight to take Lin Sha head.

　　 "Well, Yu Canghai, you are the master of the Qingcheng faction, why do you always do this despicable attack?"

　　Linsha did not respond very slowly, and it was not easy to turn around immediately after sitting. The lance in his hand slammed into the air and then stabbed. The barrel was bent like a blade, but it was accurately pointed at the long sword.

Ding!

A sharp metal clash sounded, Lin Sha only felt a great force coming from the gun barrel, and his wrists could not be checked repeatedly. The spear was like a spirit snake fluttering left and right and shot like a storm and stormed to Yu Canghai ~www. wuxiaspot.com~Welcome book readers to visit and read the latest, fastest and hottest serial works~www.wuxiaspot.com~Mobile phone users, please read.