The man in golden armor hugged the king's nest with his arms and stood close to him. At first glance, it looked like a golden three-dimensional turtle shell.
There was a buzz in Wang Chao's mind, and he stretched out his arms to throw the man in golden armor away, but he soon found that the guy behind him was stuck to him like a dog-skin plaster, and he couldn't break free for a while.
At this moment, the old man in red robe held a blue flame crutch and rushed forward like an arrow from the string. Two sharp lights flashed in his eagle eyes. The head of the stick in his hand stabbed towards the front door of the king's nest like a poisonous snake spitting a message.
, a cone-shaped blue flame was about to pierce through the center of Lao Hanbao's eyebrows.
Soon enough, a man in golden armor at the foot of Wangchao turned around and used the back of his head to block the stabbing blue flames.
Pfft - the blue flames burned on the back of the golden armored man's head, causing a plume of green smoke, and then the head of the stick stabbed him. There was only a tinkling sound, and the golden armored man was shaken and turned his head, staring with two eyes.
The old man in red robe. In this flash of lightning, Wang Chao slumped down like a slippery catfish and escaped from the armband of the man in golden armor. He rolled on the spot and rolled several meters away, easily resolved.
He made a mistake because he underestimated the red-robed old man's abilities and almost stepped on shit in the gutter.
Wang Chao lightly pressed his palm on the ground and flew up. His eyes flashed a frightening blood red, and a snow-white fang loomed in the corner of his slightly grinning mouth. The old Han Demon was teased out of his true fire, and he was already at the point of going berserk.
edge.
Hiding in the commercial vehicle, Qin Bing witnessed this incredible fight with her own eyes. She was shocked beyond measure. She had seen Wang Chao more than once, but she never imagined that this seemingly ordinary, thin old man was actually a real master.
, that magical martial arts made her heart throb, and she secretly felt a trace of envy. It would be great if she could also do this kind of martial arts. At least she would be able to protect herself when encountering such an attack. But she didn't know that this martial arts was from Lao Hanba.
Unrivaled talent and the culmination of countless years of experience.
Wang Chao lowered his head and glanced at the old man's waist that was burned by the blue flames. It was actually burned through a two-inch long gap. The charred skin and flesh were curled, and the bone was visible in the wound. The old Hanba was not afraid of cutting with knives, axes, and saws.
Afraid of being burned by high-temperature flames, wounds caused by blue flames are difficult to heal automatically unless all the scorched flesh around them is cut out. There is no time to care about this now. It is important to find the place first.
The old man in red robe raised his crutch and pointed at the king's nest, and shouted coldly: "Kill..." Before he finished speaking, the old Hanba gritted his teeth and cursed: "I'll kill you, my mother, if I don't kill you, a foreign talent, today, my surname will be written upside down.
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This guy is a master who never suffers any loss, and his name doesn't change no matter how hard he goes.
He was shouting and his men were unequivocal. Wang Chao jumped up on his knees and leaned forward to fight. His whole body was like a cannonball fired at the red-robed old man. This simple movement technique was as fast as lightning and thunder. In an instant,
The man had reached the top of the red-robed old man's head. When the bag fell, his left claw suddenly appeared, like a sharp hook aimed at his throat.
"Hehe!" The old man in red robe smiled coldly, and only heard a screeching sound. The old man's feet were unmoving but strangely smooth and he walked out five meters away. Wang Chao grabbed the empty space with his claws and used his old one before he could move.
A pinch of blue flames hit his chest. This time, he was already on guard. He turned sideways and lightly let go of his long-awaited right claw, which flashed towards his opponent's waist like a thunderbolt. This claw was fast and hard, clearly a tooth for a tooth.
Chi - the old man in red robe smoothly moved out several meters without warning for the second time, dodging the claw that destroyed gold and breaking jade. He moved the mahogany stick in his hand forward quickly, and the blue flame on the tip of the stick turned into several beating blue lights.
The real thing and the false shot were shot everywhere around the royal nest. This old guy used superb and skillful Western sword techniques. The heat soaked in this cane sword was enough to make any Western swordsman in the world feel ashamed.
Wang Chao glanced downwards, and he had already discovered the reason why the red-robed old man saved the day twice. The old man had two small pulleys installed on the heels of his shoes. With a very slight movement, he could slide away several meters with a chirping sound.
At this moment of transition between offense and defense, three hard-shelled golden-armored men flew in and once again surrounded the king's nest, returning to the stalemate that annoyed Lao Hanba.
The hard-shelled turtles couldn't chew through, but their strength and speed were far superior to ordinary warriors. They felt no pain and kept fighting endlessly. Without a good weapon at hand, it was impossible to hurt them at all.
The old man in red robe slipped out of the battle circle and leaned on the ground. He chuckled and said, "Chinese warriors are really powerful. It's hard to tell the winner if we fight like this. Why don't we sit down and talk calmly? Maybe I can come up with conditions that satisfy everyone."
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Wang Chao's eyes flashed red and he said coldly: "How long do you think you can hold me back with these heretical things? If you break these three oblivious shells, you will die."
"Hehehehe -" the old man in red robe sneered three times. As if he had heard the funniest joke, he raised his finger and pointed at the backs of the three men in golden armor and said proudly: "The golden armor on the temple warriors is made of high-strength alloy.
It is impossible to break through steel with ordinary cold weapons, unless you use some of your Chinese generals, Mo Xie, Xuanyuan Longyuan..."
"Wang Chao takes the sword! The old foreign devil is yours, and the three piles of dog-headed gold belong to me." A soft shout passed into the ears of the old Hanba, and then a red light flew through the air. Wang Chao's eyes were quick and he raised his hand to grab the red sword.
Just clasping it, it was a sheathed short sword. Just now, there was a layer of scorching energy attached to the sheath, and it was still warm to the touch.
Wang Chao took the knife in his hand, and his eyes suddenly lit up with red light. He knew that the master had arrived, and all the bird's negative energy was swept away. He held the scabbard with his shaking hand and held it horizontally. He clasped the handle of the knife with his other hand, and a touch of red appeared.
The light made his old face glow.
The old man in red robe felt something was wrong, and quickly turned his head to look at the direction where the dagger was flying. He saw an elongated figure on the cobblestone road in the distance walking towards this direction with his head lowered. The shadow was elongated under the illumination of the street lights on both sides.
Swaying, the man never raised his head.
The person who came was none other than Xu Qing. After receiving the warning from his sister-in-law, he rushed back with all his strength. The strong wind that blew up along the way blew off countless men's hats and blew away the skirts of many women who were not afraid of the cold. No matter how beautiful the scenery was, he could not
I had no intention of admiring it. I rushed back in a hurry to see my sister-in-law in the car safe and sound, and then breathed a sigh of relief. Wang Chao did not disappoint. He lowered his head and walked forward quickly, holding the palm that had been pressed on his waist for a long time.
hilt.
Chi - the Hongming Sword was unsheathed, the red light was shining brightly, Chi - the Longyuan Sword was unsheathed, the blue light flashed, the two figures were pulled out at the same time, and they swooped towards their respective targets in the air like eagles flying in the sky, Wang
The nest passed over the head of the golden-armored man and he struck at the red-robed old man with a knife in his pocket. He kept on saying with a weird smile: "Young bastard, I see where you are going. Even if you escape into a cow's fart hole, I will pay for it tonight."