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Chapter 392: Battle of Chaos

The entire team retreated quickly and orderly. The originally densely packed inner valley became much quieter this time. There were only about a thousand people left. Among them, the long sword team led by Kuai Dao did not leave much. Most of the people were concentrated there.

On his side.

The great monk, who was not surrounded by a group of people, was even more unscrupulous at this moment. Every blow from his pair of fleshy palms was like thunder, and the energy he brought up formed a circle of wind around his body, making it difficult for people to get close and they could only drag him away.

Stay at its pace.

After Tietou commanded everyone to retreat, he looked even more excited. He led a few guards and charged towards the great monk. The two bald heads collided with each other, and the sound of the clashing energy was even sharper.

Ye Cheng calmly climbed up on the camp gate and sat on the edge of the arrow tower, looking like he was watching the fun. He was not prepared to intervene in this battle. This was the experience of the masters of the Brotherhood.

After destroying the Tianxiahui branch for the first time, he finally figured out that no matter how powerful he was, the Brotherhood would eventually have its own masters, so he let Yanzhi lead the team on his own.

Watching Tietou fight against the great monk, it was obvious that he was going to be the best one, but it would not be easy for the monk to kill him. Moreover, there were many experienced players around to help him. It would not be possible for a while.

What big situation will happen?

At this moment, the three Feng Leiyun people on the camp gate were also fighting with the beggar-looking man. Ye Cheng was shocked at this sight. With the strength of the three Feng Leiyun people, they were severely suppressed, and the battle situation was quite good.

Dangerous.

In terms of swordsmanship, among the three Feng Leiyun, Fengjian is the fastest, and the sword light is erratic. Each sword will leave a faint light and shadow in the void, but the speed is fast enough, but the internal strength of the sword is slightly different.

So much so that every sword can be easily dissolved by the beggar. If his sword can be solidified by three points, it will be a great improvement.

Although Lei Jian was the fattest, at this critical moment of life and death, he changed his past playful demeanor and surrounded the beggar at a speed that did not match his stature. Among the three, his sword was the heaviest and he lacked some swordsmanship.

It was light and swift, with more aura of opening and closing. Originally, this sword technique was not like this, but the way he used this nondescript sword move gave it a bit of a weird flavor.

The two of them were just harassing each other at most. The real main attacker was Yunjian. This guy who was usually not very talkative, the long sword in his hand was so agile that it seemed to be ethereal in the clouds. It was difficult to figure out its trajectory, and it was often unimaginable.

The sword is drawn at an angle that is quite imaginative.

However, although these three people have their own strengths, they are still hampered by the beggar. If this beggar has such strength in the Valley of Evil, he must not be an unknown person. It is a pity that Kuai Jian is not here, and Ye Cheng does not know this person.

What exactly is it?

The beggar defeated three people with a pair of fleshy palms. The body-protecting energy generated all over his body was extremely astonishing. The invisible palm wind hit the long sword, making a crisp sound. In the end, the palms were wrapped in a layer of brown.

Among them, the one who struck vertically and horizontally looked like an angry bull, each blow was more powerful than a thousand pieces of gold, and had the power to destroy mountains and crack rocks.

Ye Cheng watched with horror. The strength of this man's palm skills was really rare. Even if he didn't use the equipment of both arms, he wouldn't have the confidence to dare to attack. Among the masters he had seen,

Only Shaolin boxing and the Beggar Clan can be compared with such powerful palm skills.

Fortunately, the three swords of Feng Leiyun have been working together all year round, and they can be considered very familiar with their cooperation. Otherwise, they would have been defeated and died unexpectedly.

At this time, there was finally a burst of muffled thunder at the gate of the camp. Ye Cheng followed the sound and smiled bitterly in his heart. Tietou and the great monk were about to meet a good man. The two of them were fighting at a fever pitch. With all their strength, every move was made.

Every move is astonishingly powerful, and there is a faint roar of thunder every time he punches or palms.

This man's moves are all about strength and fierceness. Although he is two points less flexible than the beggar, his strength is not inferior to him. Every blow is a counterattack without any fancy, dozens of

After the first exchange of blows, Tietou was directly shaken by the opponent's punch and flew away. The gang members who had been guarding the side hurriedly pushed forward to prevent the great monk from taking advantage of the situation to kill people.

It's a pity that the great monk is not a fool. The fat on his face trembled for a while, and he gave a ferocious smile. His fists were restrained. Instead of the fierceness just now, there was suddenly a bit of softness in his fists, and the people who were hit were all weak.

It collapsed, and soon dozens of people were injured at the hands of the great monk.

After a while, Rouge and others finally participated in the battle, and dozens of people were separated to entangle the masters brought by the beggar. The remaining people hurried to the great monk and replaced the seriously injured teammates one after another, otherwise time would

There is no guarantee that you will still be alive if you grow older.

In this way, except for Ghost Hand, Kuai Dao, and Kuai Jian, all the others have joined the battle. However, there are only two people who have just come out of the Valley of the Evil. After excluding these, there are still four unfinished people among the ten evil people.

Showing up, this is really not a good thing for the Brotherhood.

Sure enough, just when everyone was fighting happily, a group of people rushed out from the depths of the valley again. The leader was a child who seemed to be barely young, and the other was a pretty woman with a tall nose.

, her deep-set eye contours and long brown hair are not like those from the Central Plains. The most amazing thing is her pair of deep blue eyes, like a bright pearl in the ocean, the luster they give off is so alluring.

People, deeply attracted everyone's eyes.

Ye Cheng shuddered inexplicably and felt a burst of sweat on his back. He thought to himself about the exquisite charm skills. I'm afraid this kind of seduction is not the trick of a decent person. The people living in this Valley of Evil are indeed not good men and women.

Anyone who comes out is a devil.

While thinking about it, the team led by the two men had already rushed over and stopped ten feet outside the battle circle. The exotic woman smiled charmingly and said: "Beggars, monks, you two are really powerful. You will be a living general."

It seems that the slave family has really lost to you after these reckless people have dragged on until now! It’s up to you how you want the slave family to accompany you tonight!”

I saw the great monk's robes suddenly swelled up, his sleeves spinning like big wheels, sweeping his whole body violently, and everyone who touched his sleeves was ready to fly away, and everyone spurted blood from their mouths, and they were instantly dyed red.

ground.

The monk glanced disdainfully at the group of people lying on the ground, and said with a smile: "I said, big sister, you will definitely lose. If you don't believe it, I will just come to you and want to taste the kung fu of me and the beggar. I will do it tonight."

Let you enjoy it well, Lord Buddha, my skill cannot be overshadowed!"

The beggar above the camp gate also quickly counted his knives, forced Feng Leiyun and the others to move away, and said in a cold voice: "If you don't clean up these annoying things, how can I, an old beggar, enjoy the beauty at night? I don't like to be overheard.

!”

"Hmph, you old guys, your combined age is almost 150 years old, and you are still flirting here, and you don't feel disgusted. I will ask the old and sick man not to give you two medicines. Look at you.

I can still stand up at night!”

The silent little man on the side said coldly and glanced at the woman with dissatisfaction.

The old beggar shook his head, revealing his pitted face under the disheveled hair, and said sharply: "Did you see that the little lunatic in the Valley of the Evil has also learned to make fun of people? If you want it, let Miliguli give it to you.

Well, she has made everyone happy overnight, and she has long coveted your virginity!"

"Fart!" The woman yelled loudly, and shouted in a way that did not match her outfit at all: "Old beggar, if you dare to drink the urine of the little lunatic, I will be yours from now on. How dare you

?”

The old beggar curled his lips and said: "Old beggars don't have the courage. Old diseases and diseases can't be cured. I still want to live for a few more years!"

Ye Cheng turned to look at Guishou, who had half-closed eyes on the side, shrugged his shoulders, and said with a smile: "The people here are really not normal. Kill them as soon as possible, and Bashu will be less harmed in the future!"

"Boy, don't be petty. Don't think that I, the Evil Valley, don't know your details. It's good to be able to rise so quickly in Bashu. But how can you little things know the muddy water in the land of Bashu? Today you

Don’t even think about leaving, leave them all to me, the old beggar!”

Ye Cheng glanced at the beggar, his sinister eyes made people shudder, but it was of no use to him. He simply ignored him and said: "It is said that the Snow Demon King Yifeng and Sushou Qingyan Kang Xuezhu are not here in the valley. I really don't know if you group of stragglers are still here."

What kind of commotion can it stir up!"

Hearing this, the remaining masters of the Brotherhood were shocked, and their faces were filled with joy. Guishou was also a person who deeply believed in this way. Without waiting for the other party to speak, he shouted violently: "Kill me, the top ten evil people."

, one head in exchange for a piece of purple quality equipment!”

This order immediately made the eyes of the remaining thousands of people shine. You must know that even now, the Brotherhood Association only has one piece of purple-quality equipment a month. A piece of purple-quality equipment is extremely valuable. It is said that "man-made"

"A bird that dies for wealth will die for food." "Under a heavy reward, there must be a brave man." This order was no less than an injection of chicken blood to everyone. They all rushed towards the old beggar and the old beggar standing in the stand, waving their weapons desperately.

The great monk instantly drowned him in the sea of ​​people.

Guishou didn't say much. He led the guards to the camp gate and rushed inside. He carried something like a trap on his hands, but the trap was bladed at the palm position, and the sharp cold

The awn lets people know that this thing is definitely very sharp.

The little madman and the coquettish-looking Miliguli who rushed out from the inner valley also had a cold light in their eyes. They raised their right hands slightly and waved towards the entrance of the camp, which had been reduced to a pot of gruel. Behind them, there were nearly two hundred people.

The vicious-looking man looked like a hungry wolf upon seeing a fat sheep and pounced on it.

Ye Cheng looked at this group of wolves and tigers, and couldn't help but shook his head, thinking that the Valley of the Evil is indeed an unusual place. These two hundred people are probably as strong as the guards of the General Altar. This is the Valley of the Evil.

Elite, what I killed in those days was just a bunch of small miscellaneous fish that didn’t hurt my muscles or bones.

Slowly taking out the double eagles, he stood proudly on the top of the arrow tower, bent his bow and set an arrow, and sighed softly: "It seems that the nine arrows of breaking the sky need to be practiced well. There are so many targets, it would be a pity not to use them. It is not a waste."

Good habit!”


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