Three hundred and twenty-eight town three mountains twenty-one
The straight punch that was drilled into Wei Changpan's chest was exerted. Wu Erlang, whose arms were as long as ape, used a force on his fist to break the young man with one punch, and made him fly backwards for more than two feet.
Ye Chenliang's complexion was at first gloomy and sunny, and then he showed a decisive look. He placed the pottery mat in his sleeve on his lips, and then his voice was melodious and loud.
The fighting sounds in this room were undoubtedly heard by the minions in the inn, which were separated by thin walls of several layers of thin walls. When these minions were about to rush to find out, they could hear the noisy and melancholy sounds, these insights
The shallow little Yaoshan minion didn't know what was going on, and after a moment of pause, he wanted to rush to the room again.
Then those unprepared among them were stabbed from behind, or cut into their stomachs with one knife.
Among these little Yaoshan minions, who were loyal to Wu Erlang, all died in a few moments. Most of them didn't understand until their deaths. Why did the brothers on the mountain who were together day and night suddenly say nothing about it?
The swords face each other.
Ye Chenliang's confidant succeeded much easier than expected. They wiped out all the loyal Wu Erlang at a price that was almost unscathed. The glory and wealth promised by the three leaders were right in front of them, but these should have been happy.
Ruokuai people seemed to have lost their souls, staring blankly at the bodies on the ground who died with their eyes closed, and those brothers on the mountain who could have laughed and laughed not long ago.
Are they wrong?
"Everyone cheers me up! The glory and wealth promised by the third leader are there, and we have made most of it now!" The leaders of Ye Chenliang's confidants came to their senses first and shouted:
"This transaction has been completed! If you want money, you have money, and if you want women, you still just sit there and do something stupid!"
The words of the leader made these people cheer up like a dream, and each person's eyes flashed with hunger. The king they once respected and feared is about to become the biggest stepping stone for their glory and wealth in the second half of their lives.
He clenched the knife again and rushed back to the big house where the heads of the family were.
The brothers' blood on the knife is still warm.
....
Like a mountain pressing on the top.
This is the most intuitive feeling when Wei Changpan and the little Yaoshan King fought each other. Wu Erlang, who did not pull out the sword from his waist, suppressed him with his power with his two fists. After the momentum was interrupted, he
He was unable to deliver a complete knife again, and the continuous pressure of the fist like a turbulent turbulent flow made him have to try his best to protect the vital points.
Wu Erlang's fist may not be the fastest seen by Wei Changpan, but in terms of boxing posture, it is unique and fierce.
He originally thought that the boxing of the Zhang family in Qishan County was a rare martial arts on the battlefield, but the boxing of the Xiaoyaoshan leader in front of him seemed to be even more serious, and his fists were straight for human life.
If it weren't for the fact that his body was extremely strong, the two punches on his chest would make the ordinary three-story martial artists feel angry on the spot. Even so, Wei Changpan still felt a faint pain in his chest when he was breathing, probably because his bones were beaten.
The cracking damages the internal organs, but fortunately, it will not damage the combat power in a short period of time.
After Wu Erlang said that he would kill Wei Changpan, the little Yaoshan king did not speak anymore, swung his bulging muscles in his fists to break his clothes, and then it was torn into a strip of cloth flying all over the sky.
Kill people just because of killing. Why do you want to talk so much? Wu Erlang, who was naked, keenly noticed the fleeting flaw of Wei Changpange's punch, and then he punched his face and waited for the latter to raise his hand and raise his knife.
Obstructed vision,
Taking advantage of the situation, he kicked his feet hard in the middle of his thigh.
It is not the key point, but it is often the strongest place for the muscles and muscles of the human body. If you are an ordinary person, you will be able to break the sky with this kick and you will get rid of the bruises and swellings on your own after a while.
But Wu Erlang is not an ordinary person.
With a muffled bang, the young man clenched the knife and was unstable. He staggered and was about to stand again when he punched again.
In the middle of the door.
Wei Changpan, who was beaten several steps back by this punch, seemed to have made a temple of water and land. The chimes, cymbals and cymbals sounded together. He shook his head hard, as if he wanted to put it in his head.
All the instruments that Qiming were thrown out.
He was a little surprised. Now it should be the best time for the Xiao Yaoshan King to take advantage of the victory to pursue the victory, so why did he give him a chance to breathe? If Wu Erlang just continued to punch, at most he would be out of control in just three or five rounds of kung fu.
If you have a few more punches, he will have to meet the King of Hell.
"Ye Chenliang, do you really want to stop the Sa family?" The little Yaoshan king clenched his fists and said in a deep voice, "Let your life be spared, and you are still making trouble here..."
Are you looking for death?
"When the golden wind and jade dew meet, it is better than countless people in the world." The pottery in his hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. Ye Chen fanned out his iron in his sleeves, shaking his long sleeves, and smiled and said: "Youth is more passionate than the festival, but who knows how to feel when he grows old
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"Sour, sour, sour, sour big teeth." Wu Erlang sneered, "Since he decided to die with this kid, don't blame the Sa family for not caring about the past love!"
"When did the king have any affection with us? The so-called affection is just the saying that the king used to masturbate. In the final analysis, it was not the day when he was in Huafu, Heqing County that he was so stupid that he killed you.
Brother? Others believe that Wu Erlang was killed by mistake, so I can... "
Before he finished speaking, Ye Chenliang, who was shocked to find a fist wind rushing towards him, moved sideways and avoided the punch. This flower-picking master, who was confident that he could rely on his body skills and had room for maneuver even if he was defeated, actually met Wu Erlang.
After facing each other, I realized how difficult it was to hold on Wei Changpan for more than ten rounds but had no strength to fight back.
"Three Heads, we will help you!" Just as Ye Chenliang was in danger, those confidants finally arrived near and witnessed the battle between the king and the third heads and the fifth heads in front of him, but they all looked at each other and hesitated. After all, Ye Chen
When Liang promised them wealth and prosperity, he never said he wanted to kill the king.
But when I got to this point, my sword was covered with my brother's blood. If I couldn't go back to Xiaoyao Mountain, there was no reason to wince.
The leader roared, not knowing whether to give his subordinates or to give him courage, he jumped high and raised his sword and slashed towards Wu Erlang. He knew the difference between him and the king, so he took advantage of his whereabouts.
It is good to add strength to the weapon, even if you cannot achieve success with one sword, it is good to set an example for those accomplices who are still shrinking.
This person is very self-aware, but he still misjudged the distance between him and Wu Erlang.
For example, the mountains and streams are compared to the rivers, and the sparrows are compared to the swans.
The weapon went to the empty space. The leader in Ye Chenliang's confidant knew something was wrong. When he was about to retreat, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He felt a little suspicious. Why did he look down at his chest when he had not landed for a long time?
A piece of big arms suddenly emerged in front of him, swinging himself in the air.
There was no heart-wrenching pain as expected, I just felt that all my energy was being pulled away, my vision was
It was going to blur gradually, let alone lifting the hand holding the knife. At this moment, he was finally afraid, his lips moved slightly, and he whispered as if he wanted to beg for mercy from the king in front of him, as if he was putting him down, and perhaps there would be a thread.
vitality.
However, Wu Erlang did not fulfill his wish. He cut off his head with a knife, allowing the headless corpse to fall from the ground and the blood gushed out of his chest to more than one person. The little Yaoshan King bathed in this blood rain
He slowly turned his head here, looking at these little Yaoshan minions who were panicking and betraying him, now Ye Chenliang's confidant.
No matter how good the glory and wealth are, they must have the fate to enjoy it. These confidants of Ye Chenliang were shocked by this bloody scene. The courage that was originally not much was immediately wiped out, and even had the desire to beg for mercy.
Perhaps the king can spare their lives because they have no contribution to Xiaoyao Mountain and work hard?
This policy is feasible!
According to the king's skills, even if the soles of them apply oil on their feet, it is difficult to guarantee that they will be chased by the king and take off their heads. As for who among the group can compete with the king... Joke, that guy just now
The body of a warrior who was on the floor was still killed by the king with one punch?
The few who were most familiar with the wind when they saw the king taking a step forward, quickly threw the blood-stained sword in their hands on the ground, knelt down and kowtowed and cried and begged for mercy in one go. The few people said the same words, and they all said
It was threatened by Ye Chenliang's evil spirits, and based on their loyalty to the king...
"Huang San'er, I'm in Xiaoyaoshan for a year and three months."
"Niu Tietou, I have been on Xiaoyaoshan for two and a half years."
"Zhong Liang, your qualifications in Xiaoyao Mountain for more than three years can be considered an old man."
The King of Xiao Yaoshan said the time he knelt on the ground and rebelled on Xiao Yaoshan one by one, ranging from several months to three years.
"Since you have been in Xiaoyao Mountain for so many days, you should still remember the oath when you submitted your letter of honor on the first day of going up the mountain?"
Take the letter of fame and form brotherhood. Relying on life and death, saving good and bad luck, and relying on good and bad luck...
If an outsider disturbs my brother, he will be killed if he accepts the letter of a letter and his brother will be killed if he accepts the letter of a letter.
Wu Erlang talked to himself, completely ignoring his face and begging for mercy for the rest of his life and gallbladder.
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"I had known that I had spent so much effort to win over such a group of guys, now it seems that it would be really not worth the money." Ye Chenliang, who had a moment of breathing, complained to himself, "How? If you don't have the energy to fight again, it would be better to run away as soon as possible."
Even if we both stood side by side, we would not be the match for this bald donkey.”
Wei Changpan, who tried his best to calm down the turbulent energy in his body like a tide, stood up with a knife. Ye Chenliang was a timely helper, and gave him the opportunity to suppress his injuries and regulate his breathing. Even so, he was still quite far from being full of spirit and energy, and with
Compared with the peak of the year, it was about 10% of its combat power, which seemed injustice, but it was extremely fatal when facing Wu Erlang, a powerful player who could not make any mistakes when facing the enemy.
Wei Changpan, who forced the pain in the internal organs, barely made an expression that was not just a smile on his face, but a bitter gourd: "If we hold on for a while, things will always turn around."
"If you hold on for a while, this bald donkey may not give us a chance to escape."
"I believe them." Wei Changpan shook his head, his eyes firm, "Please believe me again."
Ye Chenliang looked at the eyes of this person who had been disappointed once and decided to believe him again.