Chapter 657

The angle of fortune seems small, but the strength is particularly amazing.

It doesn't matter. Weizhenhai is like being hit by a train. He retreats again and again, and takes a mouthful of blood. It's hard to stand firm. He starts to pound his Qi. If he hadn't had a good Kung Fu foundation, he wouldn't be able to get up.

Knowing that life and death were at stake, his eyes flashed unwilling and unyielding. He moved closer to buwuhuan and said, "Lord, you go first!"

He looked at Duan Xin, pulled out the key from his waist and lost it. Duan Xin raised his hand to catch it. He heard him solemnly and tragically say, "brother, for my sake... I'll take you nvpiao nvchang to protect my master from this disaster, OK?"

Duan Xin is stunned. Do you still bring such a lonely person?

In fact, he likes weizhenhai very much. The bad thing about this guy is that he talks in vernacular after drinking wine, but his advantages are also appreciated. He is loyal and strong. He can be regarded as a tiger general. Maybe that's the case. He can pretend not to see when he makes a small mistake and keeps him around all the time.

If the two sides were not on the opposite side, he had the intention to close the weizhenhai.

Duan Xin nodded and said, "brother Wei, don't worry. I guarantee Duan Xin with my 20-year savings that I will work hard to protect the building owner whenever and wherever I go."

Finally, another sentence was added: "all my life!"

Bu Wuhuan frowned.

Weizhenhai was stunned for a moment, but he didn't have time to think more. He nodded to Duanxin to express his gratitude, and then said, "master, thanks for your care for many years. Weizhenhai replied in the afterlife!"

With these words, weizhenhai turned to the elder martial brother, rushed out and roared, "slag, let you know grandpa's power!"

At this time, two guys attacked the Megatron sea from their flanks.

The eldest martial brother saw that it was a head Snatcher, but he didn't agree. He hurried to meet him. The short staff was like a flower blooming in his hand. The staff shadow flew all over the sky. Then, the staff shadow closed and hit the Weizhen sea.

But he was a step slower, or he underestimated the Megatron sea.

Weizhen Haihan rushed here fearlessly. He didn't care whether he would be hit or not. He had to take a rhythm when he was completely dead. The secret way was bad. Elder martial brother wanted to step back, but it was too late.

The short stick hit the head of weizhenhai, but the strength has been withdrawn by eight points.

Weizhenhai stabbed it out with his stick, right in his right eye and stabbed it in half an inch.

Although it was only half an inch, it was his eyes. People couldn't stand it. The eldest martial brother howled miserably, pedaled back, and the short stick spilled his hand. Blood flowed out of his eyes. He didn't grasp it or not. He jumped in pain.

However, his other eye was still working well. Seeing that weizhenhai rushed again, he hurried back, grabbed a younger martial brother's collar and threw him away. He thought he could slow down weizhenhai's momentum. Unexpectedly, weizhenhai was holding the heart of death. His combat effectiveness suddenly increased by a large part, threw his stick and stabbed him out, not only stabbing the younger martial brother's throat, And came close to him.

The elder martial brother was frightened and shouted, "help, help!"

When someone saw this scene nearby, three or four people jumped over. The fastest one was younger martial brother Feng. As the hairless dog said, he did have a sharp knife. After coming over, he stabbed the elder martial brother's heart like electricity. The elder martial brother howled in pain, which was extremely shocked and painful. However, no one pity him or even looked at him. His death, Like his humble scream, he soon drowned in the battle of others.

Lu Yanfeng didn't get angry because his disciples fought so disorderly, robbed of military achievements and even killed their own people. He didn't blame his disciples for being deterred by Bu Wuhuan throwing knife to cancel the task.

In fact, he is still very happy.

Because this just shows his majesty and horror, and also shows that only he can shake the field.

He enjoyed the feeling.

On weekdays, he taught his disciples that if they judged that someone could no longer fight in battle, they could kill him in order not to let him lag behind. As a teacher, they would not blame you for your ruthlessness, but also count you as one head.

The elder martial brother was blind in one eye and lost his weapon. Of course, he can't fight any more.

So younger martial brother Feng killed him without hesitation.

In order to cultivate the most elite disciples, Lu Yanfeng stimulates them in this way, which is also the main reason for the uneven people in Wuwei hall, but Lu Yanfeng is too lazy to manage. He thinks he is not wrong.

Now it seems that the disciples are competing with each other. He is really right.

As soon as they say meritorious service, they do everything they can for master. They don't hesitate to fight head to head and even kill each other. What does this mean? It shows that master is supreme in their hearts. How can it be wrong?

Looking at the crazy disciples, Lu Yanfeng was proud. See, only I, Lu Yanfeng, could train a wolf like disciple. He inserted his surfboard into the beach and grabbed a long pole cigarette bag behind his ass.

On the ship, weizhenhai fought four people alone. He rushed around like a terrible rhinoceros. Every shot was enough to frighten people, but everyone knows that he is now a dying trapped beast, and the disciples of Wuwang hall, like wolves, continue to increase wounds on him.

It's like wolves playing with tigers.

On the other side, bu Xiaoqi was also entangled by seven or eight people, and she was able to handle it easily. It came from her own exquisite knife skills. However, the disciples of Wuwu hall didn't give it in vain. She put down a few and made up another few. As they approached Bu Wuhuan, she gradually felt great pressure.

Bu Wuhuan still sat steadily, his eyes fell somewhere on the ground and paid no attention to the battle. The sea breeze blew her hair and clothes. It was such a battlefield that she seemed more thin and helpless.

Duan Xin threw away the crab shell, wiped his hands on him, and bu Wuhuan said, "let's go?"

Bu Wuhuan said, "go? My people are fighting for me. How can I go? "

Duan Xin said, "but I have promised..."

Bu Wuhuan said, "you go."

Duan Xin was stunned and said, "you let me go?"

Bu Wuhuan said, "it's a failure. I can't press you back to the ghost gate."

"Oh, well," Duan Xin stepped back a few steps, as if he really wanted to go.

Bu Wuhuan sighed and said nothing more.

Suddenly, a sharp knife appeared from bottom to top, as if out of thin air, stabbing into the eyes of Wu Huan.

It's too fast and too sudden.

Younger martial brother Han, although his right leg was affected by the wind, the sharp knife was not affected by the wind.

With his short stature, the boy drilled from people's crotch. Instead of participating in the battle, he stared at Bu Wuhuan and kept curving close. Although his eyes were small, he was smart.

If you want to do meritorious service, you must do great meritorious service!

There is no greater credit than doing somersaults without joy.

Although stabbing her blind in one eye will destroy her face, younger martial brother Han doesn't care, because the master said that the disfigured step Wuhuan or step Wuhuan can still perform thirty-six movements on the bed.