Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

I saw Guan Shan Wanli waving his hand, and immediately two cavalrymen jumped down, holding a large ax in their hands, facing the thick iron chain on the suspension bridge, and hacking down, the sparks from the straight chopping flew everywhere, and the pontoon swayed more intense...

Guan Shanwanli seemed to be deliberately teasing them. If he wanted to make a move, he could break the ordinary iron chain in one fell swoop, but he didn't want to, so he asked two soldiers to chop down with an axe.

It's like a cat catching mice, instead of eating them all at once, you have to watch the mice panic and panic...

Zhuge Canglan glared fiercely at Guanshan Wanli on the shore, and shouted, "Hurry up, if the iron locks are broken, none of us will be able to escape..."

The suspension bridge shook so violently that the shaker was dizzy, Wutong was so frightened that his legs trembled, he couldn't move at all, he squatted on the ground and retched...

Han Weiyang walked over, scolded "trash", then grabbed Wutong by the shoulder and threw him to Zhuge Canglan's side.

"Take him away quickly, after I die..."

Zhuge Canglan took a deep look at him, "You...be careful..."

Han Weiyang smiled in the wind: "I know, you take the dragon veins with you, hurry up and go ashore..."

Zhuge Canglan nodded: "Then let's go..."

She mobilized her spiritual power, pulled the somewhat anxious dragon veins, grabbed the parasol tree with one hand, turned around and staggered towards the opposite bank.

As soon as the two of them left, Han Weiyang immediately sacrificed his divine sword, and swept away a large number of cavalry on the river bank with a move of 'thousands of swords', including the two cavalry who were chopping the chains, all of them were killed by his sword.

Guan Shanwan didn't change his face, and sat on the horse and threatened: "You can't escape, just suffer your death..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Weiyang resorted to the wind of the river to make a move of "Cut the Wind Sword", and the wind of the river formed a huge invisible air sword, whizzing and chopping down towards Guanshan Wanli.

Guan Shanwanli's figure suddenly disappeared on the horse's back, and the huge air sword split the horse in half, and even a long gully was cut on the ground, and the cavalry on both sides were also killed and injured...

Han Weiyang's sword hadn't been retracted yet, when he suddenly felt a pain in his back, as if a thin needle had pierced his back, and the spiritual power in his body disappeared instantly.

His heart trembled, could it be that the Guanshan Wanli who disappeared just now has come behind him?

Han Weiyang immediately turned around and saw Zhuge Canglan and Wutong who had already gone away, now standing a few steps behind him...

But Wutong's face was normal, his body was swaying with the suspension bridge, there was a mocking smile on his lips, and there was a youthful spirit in his brows, there was no sign of fear at all, his hand... was still in the posture of firing a hidden weapon and did not retract.

Han Weiyang suddenly seemed to understand something, and shouted angrily: "Wutong, you... pretend..."

Wu Tong shrugged: "Of course it's pretending, if you don't pretend, how can you let your guard down! Shenhou, how about it, my acting skills are not bad!"

Wutong blinked playfully, like a boy who seemed to have played a prank. .

Han Weiyang has no spiritual power in his body at the moment, he tried many times to no avail, his face gradually paled, and he looked at Zhuge Canglan in disbelief: "Zhuge Canglan, you...you..."

Zhuge Canglan smiled, and took a step forward: "That's right, it's us, Han Weiyang, if your life is old enough to come back alive, then I'll wait for you to take revenge..."

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