Chapter 1083

Mangrove in the north of the city, in the northern suburb of Tiandu, is a high mountain.

On the mountain is an artificial wall.

The city wall stretches for thousands of miles. With the ups and downs of the mountains, it is very spectacular.

Mangroves are in this area, which is often said by the ancients.

The drunkard flushed his eyes, crushed the paper and rushed out directly.

Target, mangrove.

Mangroves are dozens of kilometers away from the Qin family.

It was so big that the drinker jumped into the car and galloped in the rainy night.

Behind Chen Bin and others came the cry, "drunkard, drunkard, where are you going?"

But the drunkard had already gone away and could not hear at all.

Chen Bin said hastily, "come on, keep up!"

It's just after seven o'clock, rush hour.

There's a traffic jam just a few kilometers away.

In a rage, he abandoned the car and flew over the air.

Tiptoe through the crowd, umbrella tip, arrow like rush to the northern suburbs.

Some people were surprised to look at the figure flashing in the rainy night and didn't say anything for a long time.

At the moment, the drunkard can no longer care about shocking the world. He wants to save his wife.

Rain, mercilessly hit him in the face.

A face of resolute drunkard cold face, eyes burst out a frightening light.

It's more than 70 kilometers from the Qin family to the mangrove forest.

the drinker finally arrived at his destination with crazy speed.

Rush into the mangrove, the drunkard yells at the forest, "five children, five children, wife, wife!"

In the dark, there was almost no sound except the pounding rain.

The drunkard rushed up the hillside and cried out.

He crossed a forest to the north of the mountain.

In front of me, the empty land stopped the drinker.

"Wuwa, Wuwa!"

"Wife! Wife

His voice was sent away by internal force, and there was a sneer in the forest.

An old man in black with one arm and a mask watched the scene coldly,

next to the old man, Wu wa was tied up in a tree.

Her mouth was covered and she tried to make a voice.

The rain washed her face mercilessly.

She wants to tell the drinker not to come here,

it's dangerous here!

The figure of the drinker is getting closer, less than 100 meters away from Wuwa.

With a gloomy face and a cold hum, the one armed old man suddenly reaches out his hand and tears the tape that sticks to Wuwa's mouth.

"Drinker, don't, don't come here! Danger

Finally, Wuwa could shout out to remind the drinker not to get close.

The drinker suddenly heard Wuwa's cry and instinctively turned around, "wife!"

"Don't come here, they set an ambush!"

Seeing Wuwa tied up in a tree, the drunkard was very angry. He said angrily to the one armed old man in black beside him, "son of a bitch, dare to touch my wife!"

The one armed old man snorted scornfully, "stop!"

Clank -

a clank of metal sounds, and the sharp sword has already resisted Wuwa's neck.

"As long as you dare to move, I'll kill her with one sword!"

The drunkard stares and stops.

"What do you want?"

The torrential rain could not quench the anger of the drinker.

With a cold hum, the old man with one arm suddenly picked up the scabbard and hit Wuwa on the stomach.

"Ah -"

How can Wuwa stand his blow?

The pain made her scream on the spot.

The opponent is a master of kendo. He is very powerful.

The one armed old man glared at the drinker and said, "I want you to die!"

The drunkard roared, "son of a bitch, you let her go and come at me!"

The one armed old man's brow sank, and then he took up the scabbard and beat Wu Wa's belly.

"If you want to save her, take your life for it!"

Seeing his own woman beaten, the drunkard glared at a pair of flaming eyes, "son of a bitch, I will kill you!"

The one armed old man burst out laughing, "you have no chance! Boy

Zheng!

A clear voice rang out, and the old man with one arm held the sword and brushed it -

with one sword, he cleaved to the drinker.

At a distance of 100 meters, the other side is electrified.

It's coming very fast.

The opponent's right arm is broken, and the left hand sword is used.

The drunkard yelled, "death!"

If you clip your palms, you will resist the opponent's sword power.

How do you know that when the other party shakes, the tip of the sword pulls up the sword flowers, which almost makes the drinker helpless.

"You are a ghost sword!"

Last time in Jianghuai, although he didn't have a face-to-face encounter, he already saw it.Because of that battle, the drunkard heard that the ghost sword broke its arm and ran away in a hurry.

I didn't expect him to come out again.

"Ghost sword cold hum a," calculate you know a face! "

The long sword in his hand shakes, and his sword skills dance all the way to the core.

After all, the drunkard is not Qin Mu. He doesn't have the strength of the peak. In addition, the ghost sword is well prepared, so he is in a hurry.

Seeing the opponent's overwhelming sword moves, the drinker was shocked.

"Ghost sword thirteen moves!"

The technique of ghost sword has its own family. The thirteen forms once dominated the sword technique.

Last time the drunkard was attacked, he didn't have a chance to compete with the ghost sword. I didn't expect to see the real ghost sword technique tonight.

The drunkard's sword suddenly broke his heart.

This sword is the most powerful one in the thirteen movements of ghost sword!

Seemingly ordinary, in fact, it can block all your retreats from all angles and directions.

Unless you can break it.

The drunkard pushed with both hands and hit with his own strength.

Sword edge, actually pierce the real Qi barrier of the drinker.

The drunkard gave a cold drink and had to fight with his internal power.

The strength of the ghost sword mainly depends on the sword. He can get the first chance in front of the drunkard, naturally relying on the sharp sword in his hand.

But after all, he is a strong swordsman, and his strength is not small.

In a certain era of ancient martial arts, Kendo once represented the peak of the whole ancient martial arts world.

What's more, the sword in the hand of the ghost sword is the king of the sword.

If you cut iron like mud, you can break it by blowing.

Just give him a little touch and a big piece will be cut off.

The drunkard was thinking about Wuwa. He wanted to solve the battle as soon as possible because of the heavy rain.

The strength of ghost sword is not weak. The edge of the sword is close to my chest.

The drunkard sank his palms and deflected the sword.

Ghost sword with one arm and drunkard stalemate, two people immediately entered the life and death stage of fighting internal power.

On the top of the tree, a shadow of people came at the drinker in a very strange way.

Sweeping the dust, Peng --

the slender five fingers beat the drinker's heart hard.

Well -

a stream of blood welled up in the drinker's throat, poof -

the blood came out of the sky, the drinker's internal power was weak, and the long sword took advantage of it.

Poof -

the tip of the sword penetrates the drinker's chest mercilessly.

Another spatter of blood came out and splashed in the rain, making the whole neighborhood red.

"You -- we --"

the drinker twisted his body painfully and looked back to see the evil appearance of Taoist priest Qingfeng.

Taoist priest Qingfeng said with a smile, "boundless heaven!"

The ghost sword pulls out the sword inserted in the drinker's body and stares at the dying drinker coldly,

"it's your blessing to exchange your life for my arm!"

"You Mean

The drunkard glared resentfully at the two strong men and fell into the rain.

"Drunkard, drunkard --"

in the mangrove forest, Wu Wa's heartbreaking voice sounded, "drunkard -- don't --"

in the mangrove forest