Chapter two hundred and eighty-fifth of the great chaos of the soldiers
In a very short time, Ah Fei had no time to react. He could only watch the steel needle pierce the vital points of the Golden Wheel Dharma King. However, accidents always occur at critical moments. This time, someone really stood up, but the one who stood up was Darba who was desperate. He didn't know where he had the strength to jump up and pounced on the Golden Wheel Dharma King, shouting "Master"!
Darba was closest to Huodu, so this leap even worked. Huodu's steel needle pierced Darba's back, and the poison on the needle was real. Darba screamed but turned over and fell to the ground, and died immediately. However, before he died, he looked back at the national master, as if he wanted to keep the master in his heart.
This scene surprised everyone. The corner of the King of Golden Wheel's mouth twitched and he shouted, "Darba!" but he couldn't speak. Huo didn't expect Darba to jump out. He was stunned for a while, and then sighed for a long time: "It's the same as dying early and dying late. Senior brother, why are you so anxious?"
Darba had already died, and his body turned into white light and finally disappeared. Just like the player's death state, the advanced NPC would also be resurrected, but the process was different from that of the player. There was only a big pestle lying alone on the ground, which marked that its owner had come and also indicated that it had become a masterless thing since then.
Finally, an NPC died, but unexpectedly, the most honest and honest Darba died first.
Huo Du was also a little lost when he killed Darba, but he gritted his teeth and quickly stabilized his emotions. He turned his fan back and said, "Master, I will send you to reunite with your senior brother." The national master sighed and closed his eyes. Huo Du's fan just moved, and suddenly heard Wuhua shouting, "Be careful!", but when he heard a gust of wind, something seemed to go straight to Huo Du's vest. Huo Du was shocked and quickly rolled away, but he still felt a chill on his back, but the clothes on his back were cut. He was surprised when he got up. The person standing in front of him was not someone else, but A Fei who was suffering from the player. At this moment, he was holding a red tassel spear in his hand, his eyes were bright and he didn't look like a poisoned person at all.
"You're not poisoned?" Wuhua and Huo both exclaimed at the same time.
"I am extremely talented, how can I do what I can do to me if I am so sad and clear breeze?" A Fei shook his spear and said proudly. Taking advantage of the opportunity created by Darba, A Fei finally had time to block Huo Du's killing move. But he didn't realize why he took action to save King Jinlun.
Wuhua and Huo looked at each other, so naturally they would not believe A Fei's nonsense. Although they didn't know why A Fei was not poisoned, there was only A Fei in front of them. Even A Fei alone could not cause any storms. The two of them were surprised, but Wuhua said, "Hehe, what can you do if you are not poisoned? Can you defeat the two of us?"
As he said that, Wuhua moved his body and suddenly flew towards A Fei. This time he moved like a rabbit, and the speed was extremely fast. A Fei spear spear sprinkled a spear in front of him, but he used his proud trick to "shelter the wind and rain". Wuhua slapped the gun shadow with his palm. A Fei only felt a powerful force coming, and immediately took two steps to stand firm.
This immediately reflected the difference in martial arts between the two. Huo Du also took the opportunity to attack and launched his fan to attack Wuhua. Originally, A Fei's martial arts were far inferior to the two, but at this moment, he naturally lost to the opponent. But fortunately, he had a way of sheltering from the wind and rain, and he blocked two moves in a row and was almost not knocked down. However, these two guys were both sinister and cunning people, and they would not give A Fei any chance. Just when Wuhua forced A Fei to retreat, Huo Du had already bullied himself to the side of the Golden Wheel Dharma King again and stabbed him with a needle.
A Fei was so angry that he screamed, "It's not fair, two beat me one!"
As he said that, he didn't care about Wuhua, and a straight stab would be to kill Huo Du. If Huo didn't block it, he would be stabbed, so he had to fight back. But in this way, A Fei's empty space flashed out, especially when facing the wonderful monk Wuhua. The white jade-like palm fell gently on A Fei's back, and A Fei spurted out a mouthful of blood, and smashed Huo Du like a cannonball.
Huo Du jumped to the side and hid away. A Fei hit the wall with a loud bang, and there was a mess everywhere.
"He dares to show off in front of us with such martial arts!" Huo Du breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. He knew that Ah Fei should not have much threat.
"The light of rice grains also shines brightly!" In contrast, Wuhua's contempt seems much more literary.
A Fei lay on the ground and cursed: "You two bastards. Today I'm fighting with you! The 'flower size' comes out!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a man broke through the door and window with a "boom" and rushed towards Wuhua like a ball. However, Ah Fei held back his injuries, raised his head and tilted his head to a healing medicine, and continued to pick up the red tassel spear and rushed towards Huodu. Huodu and Wuhua were both surprised and faced their opponents. They fought two moves, and Wuhua exclaimed: "Hu Tiehua, it's you!"
The ball was naturally Hu Tiehua dressed up as the shop owner. At this moment, he smiled and said, "Wuhua, I didn't expect that there would be times when we fought. Very good. The old bedbug used to highly respect you, but I want to see what real skills you have."
"Just you? You don't deserve to be my opponent, Chu Liuxiang is OK!" Wuhua said contemptuously, and his palms kept slashing out more than a dozen palms at once.
Hu Tiehua laughed, her body flipped up and down like a butterfly, using his unique skill "Butterfly", and the two fought each other like this. If A Fei could see it, she would find that the martial arts of these two were very good-looking, one was as clear as water, and the other was as graceful as butterflies, with clever tricks but murderous aura. In comparison, the battle between A Fei and Huo Du was much ugly. A Fei's martial arts were originally worse than Huo Du, and with injuries, the difference was even worse. Fortunately, he had shelter from wind and rain, but Huo Du's fan skills were also very powerful. With a few solicitations, he made A Fei's spear stagger and messy. Finally, he seized the opportunity to capture A Fei's wrist.
"If you want to die, I will fulfill you first! I still want to learn this little skill of breaking... Oh!" Huo Du let go before he finished speaking. But Ah Fei laughed and smeared the blood on the corner of his mouth and said, "It tastes good to have a great skill!"
"The Great Method of Transformation?!" Huo Du's face changed when he heard this name. Obviously, the name of this martial arts was too great, and even Huo Du did not dare to take advantage of the situation. He quickly took a few steps back and activated his internal breath, but found that the internal strength was less, but it was not serious. Then his face was slightly slowed down. Even so, his expression was different when he looked at A Fei again.
"What is your relationship with the old immortal Xingsu?" Huo Du said in horror.
"I am his entry-level disciple." Ah Fei brags about not making drafts. Naturally, he will not tell the other party that this is a star-absorbing technique, not a magic method of transformation. It is always good to be able to scare the other party.
"Bah!" Huo was skeptical. But at this moment there was no time for him to verify the authenticity. After a glance at the King of Golden Wheel, who was still closing his eyes to rest, he rushed up again with a ruthless heart. However, this time his moves were no longer as fierce as before, and he was obviously afraid of A Fei's great skill for transformation. After all, the bad reputation of the great skill for transformation is that even the people in this kung fu are full of poison, which is not a joke. This is better, A Fei's pressure was reduced a lot.
Hu Tiehua and Wuhua also fought over the world. In terms of strength, they were not much different. If we really wanted to say who was stronger, maybe Wuhua was stronger. But they would not decide the winner in a short time, so the four of them started fighting in the room. Ah Fei was at a disadvantage but couldn't stand it for a while. He shouted the magic method of transforming the martial arts. Huo Du jumped back like a burning but often could save the situation for a while.
Among these four people, the national master Jinlun Dharma King closed his eyes and rested like an old monk entering into meditation. Ah Fei thought to himself that this person is worthy of being a top master. He is really not an ordinary person who can still be so calm under such circumstances. But Wuhua and Huo are getting bigger and more anxious. If they continue to waste like this, what if the three Mongolian masters will come?
Wuhua forced Hu Tiehua back with one move, raised her head and shouted: "Nangong Ling!"
There are surprise soldiers on each side. This time it was another person's turn to break through the window, but the man looked like a young man. After coming in, he shouted "Brother", and then rushed towards Hu Tiehua with a mistake in his palms. Wuhua pointed to the Golden Wheel Dharma King and said, "Kill him first!", and then pointed to A Fei and said, "Kill this player again!"
Nangong Ling nodded and rushed up like an arrow. A Fei cursed. He knew that this person was Wuhua's younger brother, and his martial arts skills were extraordinary, even higher than Huo Du. At this moment, he and Huo Du came to deal with him, and would he let people live?
"Don't come, I'll call you again!" Ah Fei shouted at the top of his voice.
Chapter completed!