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Chapter 656 Yang Guo Finally Comes
Fortunately, the follow-up development was just as Hu Biao expected in his heart, facing a flying knife from his lower abdomen.

I just blocked the last throwing knife, and I know that apart from its accuracy and angle, this thing is quite good, but in terms of strength and power, it can only be said to be a mediocre Golden Wheel Fawang.

Seeing that the flying knife was about to stab him, he didn't care much at all.

Just as in the same way, he blocked the upper golden wheel of his left hand at the lower abdomen; this one, according to his judgment, should be before the landing point of the throwing knife.

At the same time, Jinlun Fawang had completed a breath exchange while his chest and abdomen rose and fell slightly.

According to his plan, after blocking the throwing knife, he would rush forward and catch up with Hu Biao, who was still retreating.

Use the fastest speed to kill this confidant of theirs, so as not to have long nights and dreams.

What Jinlun Fawang didn't expect was that he had a strange weapon called 'Chakra' which originated from the third brother in essence.

It is quite advantageous to use it on weekdays because the opponent is not very familiar with it.

Today, it was because of the material that he suffered a big loss.

Anyone with a little common sense knows that gold is too soft a material; although weapons made of pure gold are cool, they are really not easy to use, and their strength is not bad.

Therefore, the so-called golden wheel of Jinlun Fawang is still mixed with a lot of high-quality meteorite iron.

If it is changed to normal conditions, it is definitely enough in terms of hardness and firmness.

But facing the green quality throwing knife produced by the system, everything was different; the moment the tip of the knife hit the golden wheel, it was not bounced away as Jinlun Fawang expected.

Instead, after piercing through the entire golden wheel, it continued to pierce towards the lower abdomen of the target.

Jinlun Fawang's reaction was not slow at all, and he suddenly shouted loudly in a hurry, causing the monk's robe on his body to swell up in the windless drum.

But even so, the sharp tip of the flying knife still had a length of seven or eight centimeters, and it pierced into Jinlun Fawang's lower abdomen.

On Jinlun Fawang's lower abdomen, a wound was created for the first time.

However, compared to the damage directly caused by the flying knife, Hu Biao smeared the same type of poison on the tip of the knife as the same type of poison that Mr. Nanze threw out before he died. .

As soon as this thing came into contact with the blood, it immediately turned the entire wound and the blood that flowed out black.

Jinlun Fawang, who felt something was wrong, immediately changed his complexion.

It is a pity that Jinlun Fawang, a current master, has the ability to resist and detoxify; how can he compare with those unlucky ordinary Mongolian soldiers after Nanze took action.

The moment he knew he had been poisoned, Jinlun Fawang stepped back decisively.

Obviously it was an inconvenient backing action, but the speed of this monk's performance was astonishingly fast.

Not only did Li San, who had just rushed up, miss the double-headed dagger he pecked at the head; even Fenghuahui threw a flying ax that was spinning and chopping, but it couldn't keep up with Jinlun Fawang's speed.

When retreating, Jinlun Fawang also threw away the golden wheel in his left hand in an unusually decisive manner.

After freeing one left hand, in a very short time, he tapped a few times near the wound on his lower abdomen, and took out another pill that looked extraordinary.

After pinching the outer wax shell, he threw it into his mouth.

After quickly chewing and swallowing, Jinlun Fawang's originally tense expression finally eased down.

The expression that was replaced afterwards was a huge anger; a kind of anger similar to that of a small house sparrow who dared to hurt an eagle.

Generally speaking, the throwing knife tactic that Hu Biao just used definitely achieved certain results.

Even if Jinlun Fawang blocked the blood circulation near the wound and took a good antidote; but the combat effectiveness must have been affected, at least it has dropped by [-] to [-]%.

If it's [-]% to [-]%, it's not impossible at all.

The crux of the problem is that the strength gap between the two sides is too big.

Even the Jinlun Fawang, whose strength has been greatly affected, is still as powerful as the ultimate boss in terms of their level.

And after being injured, Jinlun Fawang suddenly had an unreasonable sense of crisis in his heart: If these people in the Xuange camp are not dealt with as soon as possible, the situation may change.

At that time, don't say that you can kill them, even your own life is in danger.

Such a strange feeling made him make a decision immediately, even if he was injured a few more times, he must deal with Hu Biao and others in front of him as soon as possible.

Therefore, in the next time, Hu Biao and the others will pay a terrible price in order to hold back this powerful opponent...

He holds a silver wheel in his right hand, and a pair of fleshy palms in his left hand.

Jinlun Fawang, who was in a state of rage, killed him again.

At this time, although Hu Biao and the other ten people managed to gather together, they still had not had time to form a battle formation; in desperation, they could only join forces in a haste to fight against this terrifying opponent.

Facing the charging Jinlun Fawang, Han Wugou brandished a long sword in his hand.

That is to say, a woman in her forties, with a relatively handsome appearance, but there are at least a dozen scars and sores on her face.

With a flick of the long sword in his hand, there were as many as seven or eight sword flowers, and they quickly stabbed at many important points on Jinlun Fawang's chest and abdomen.

The speed was fast and urgent, which showed that she was able to create a huge name in the Jianghu, and it was definitely not for nothing.

However, in the eyes of Hu Biao and others, Han Wugou's sword flower and speed, which were so fast that it was almost impossible to distinguish the real from the fake, were nothing in the eyes of Jinlun Fawang.

Not knowing how he moved, the long sword in Han Wugou's hand was caught by the silver wheel in his right hand.

After parting with the silver wheel for a while, the high-quality long sword made of hundred-steel refining material was immediately broken into two pieces.

And Han Wugou held the remaining half of the long sword in his hand, and at the same time his whole body was shaken violently, his scarred face changed color three or four times in a very short period of time.

Compared with the face-changing in Sichuan opera, the speed is several times faster.

Then, the whole person seemed to have been acupunctured, and he couldn't move for a while.

She could only watch the rough right palm of Jinlun Fawang slapping her Tianling Gai; at this moment, she seemed to be able to see herself, and her head was smashed immediately.

Fortunately, at this moment, after Feng Rui hit him with the shoulder, he knocked Han Wugou sideways to the right for a few steps.

Let him stagger and fall to the ground, even if a face is covered with blood after hitting the ground, it will make him more and more unbearable, but his life is still saved.

When Feng Rui knocked Han Wugou away, he held up a shield in his left hand, and slapped Jinlun Fawang with his palm.

The next second later, with a sound as loud as iron striking, a faint handprint was actually left on the green quality kite shield produced by the system in Fengrui's hand.

The shield with a handprint on it is ugly, but it doesn't affect its use at all.

What's terrible is that when an astonishing force came; Feng Rui clearly heard the many bones on his body, and immediately there was a 'click~' sound.

Specifically, it was such a male nurse from the modern plane.

The wrist of his left hand holding the shield, the scapula of his left shoulder, the ankles and knees of his legs all broke on the spot under such a pressure that seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

With so many broken bones, it was an extravagant hope for this buddy Fengrui to keep standing, and he fell to the ground in an instant.

This is the terrifying lethal power possessed by the Jinlun Fawang under his full strength, it is really frightening...

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Fortunately, Fengrui fell to the ground on the spot, and did not die immediately because of this; it was not because Jinlun Fawang was kind enough to let the male nurse go.

But when Fengrui fell to the ground, Jinlun Fawang was about to kick out, kicking this Song man's head to pieces.

The horse spears in the hands of Big Yu and Wild Ghost have already stabbed his throat, face and other vital points respectively.

Mrs. Shengying rushed up from behind, and a pair of mandarin ducks and double knives in her hands stabbed at the target in unison.

Among the above three people, Wild Ghost and Big Fish joined in the third and fourth missions respectively, and now it is the sixth mission that the team has experienced.

Therefore, the two of them put in a lot of effort in practicing with weapons such as horse lances and long spears.

Although compared to Hu Biao, Xu Feng, Lang Qing and other senior veterans, they are still slightly weaker; but the two of them stabbed almost at the same time, no matter in terms of speed, angle, strength, coordination, etc. Excellent.

Master Shengying's martial arts were even stronger than Han Wugou's.

So much so that the Jinlun Fawang saw that the three of them were killed almost at the same time, and he no longer cared about kicking Fengrui to death, and began to deal with such simultaneous stabs seriously.

Feng Rui, who was lying on the ground, survived because of this, but Big Yu, Wild Ghost, Mrs. Shengying and the other three were unlucky.

With an idea in mind to deal with these people as soon as possible, facing the scene where the three of them attacked at the same time, Jinlun Fawang did not retreat a single step.

After taking a deep breath, his body immediately spun like a spinning top on the spot.

After this rotation started, the only remaining wheels on her right hand were the first to throw out her hand towards Mrs. Shengying, spinning and cutting past.

At this moment, Master Shengying is less than one meter away from the wheel, and there is no way to avoid it.

He could only retreat backwards wildly while waving the two knives in his hands, and slashed out countless times in 'Ding Ding Dong Dang~', hoping to block this side of the silver wheel.

After each cut, the speed of the silver wheel slowed down a bit.

But Mrs. Shengying's mouth would spit out a mouthful of blood; after seven or eight chops, the silver wheel fell to the ground with a "click".

However, there was only one wheel, but suddenly it became three.

The other two copper and iron wheels that were originally joined together were still being cut.

At this moment, Mrs. Shengying couldn't lift her arms holding a pair of mandarin ducks and two knives; she could only watch helplessly as the two wheels cut towards her.

This time, the others had no time to save Mrs. Shengying.

The copper and iron wheels hit his chest and lower abdomen, cutting through several layers of heavy armor on his chest and abdomen, leaving two terrifying wounds with deep bone visible.

Even with the protection of heavy armor, Master Shengying died directly.

As for Big Yu and Wild Ghost, they simply couldn't care less about the scene where Master Shengying was thrown out by King Jinlun Fawang and fell to the ground.

In fact, after the silver wheel was thrown out, the spinning body of the Golden Wheel Fawang just stopped.

Facing the horse lance that the two of them had just stabbed at this moment, there were already empty palms, but they flicked lightly on the seamless blade surface of the horse lance.

Big Yu and Wild Ghost discovered that the Yima Lance, who had used up all his strength to nurse, was stabbing empty under the pull of a huge force.

In fact, the two of them were quite decisive, seeing a horse spearing the air.

Just when he was about to stop and draw back the horse lance to stab again, the Jinlun Fawang clamped his arms, and clamped the pole of the horse lance under his arm socket.

Not waiting for the two to let go of the horses in their hands in a decisive moment, and retreated urgently.

Jinlun Fawang had already grasped the lance with both hands, but after pulling or pushing forcefully, the two of them could no longer hold the lance.

The handles of the guns that were knocked back hit the lower abdomen respectively.

In an instant, the two people who felt that the intestines in their lower abdomen were flipping and knotted under the huge impact force immediately turned into rolling gourds.

After rolling for eleven or twelve steps, the body stopped.

Although he didn't die, he curled up on the ground covering his stomach with his hands tightly, tears and snot all over his face, it can be said that he was extremely embarrassed.

But more importantly, both of them should have suffered serious injuries such as ruptured spleens, and their lives have already entered the countdown.

Because under the current circumstances, it is impossible for someone to come and perform a spleen repair operation after laparotomy...

Although the above scene where all the people work together to fight Jinlun Fawang uses quite a lot of words.

But in fact, it was only three to 40 seconds after the Jinlun Fawang pounced on Hu Biao from under the high platform.

But in such a short period of time, Han Wugou, Feng Rui, Mrs. Shengying, Big Fish, and Wild Ghost.

These five people were either seriously injured, near death, or died directly. Anyway, they couldn't continue to exert their combat effectiveness.

Originally in Hu Biao's plan, a total of ten people who planned to form an formation to deal with King Jinlun Fawang seemed to be reduced by half in the blink of an eye, leaving Hu Biao, AT, Fenghuahui, Li San, and Gourou Toutuo. people.

That astonishing speed of battle damage was almost to the point of despair.

Fortunately, the efforts of Feng Rui and the other five people were not ineffective at all.

During this period of time, the other heroes, while fighting with the Mongolian elite, used their weapons to pick up the burning firewood and threw it far away from the high platform.

It can also be regarded as slightly reducing the speed at which the flames under the high platform spread and rise.

It's a pity that the only way they can do it is to such a degree.

There are often two or three heroes, taking advantage of the opportunity to kill the Mongolian elite soldiers around them, they suddenly stand up and rush towards the high platform.

The six fan monks guarding above are not only quite good in strength, they can be regarded as second-rate masters at the top of the rivers and lakes.

Because they both came from Lenggu Temple in Daxue Mountain, the cooperation between them is excellent.

Even if the heroes who charged forward managed to gain a foothold on the high platform, they only had one or two breaths before they had to retreat from the high platform under the attack of these monks.

And Guo Jing, Huang Yaoshi, Huang Rong, Zhou Botong, Master Yideng and others.

Although at the moment the high platform was ignited, it was discovered that there was a huge crisis here.

Shouting 'Xiang'er' in their mouths, they rushed towards this side desperately, but under the desperate sniping of the astonishing number of Mongolian troops, they couldn't rush at all for a while.

On the contrary, in this process, almost everyone was injured.

In short, when he quickly took a look at the surrounding situation and came back, he found that five Jinlun Fawangs had been brought down, and after killing him again, Hu Biao was almost desperate.

This grandson is too strong to beat him at all.

It was at such a time that a loud and long howling sound drifted over with the breeze.

At first glance, the howling sound might not seem loud, but it can completely suppress the fighting of so many people on the battlefield today.

After hearing such a whistling sound, Guo Xiang, who was almost fainted by the high temperature and thick smoke under the high platform, and Hu Biao and others under the high platform, all felt ecstatic in their hearts.

But Jinlun Fawang, who was originally full of ambition, suddenly changed greatly.

The reason is very simple, they have all heard it and recalled it, the above whistle should be made by Yang Guo.

The situation was the same. When everyone looked in the direction of the sound, they could see a miraculous scene a few miles to the northwest.

The Mongolian soldiers who had gathered together suddenly found a passage.

In a passage they separated, a man, a woman and an eagle came through like a big ship breaking through the waves.

That ugly big eagle rushed to the front, whether it was the dense rain of arrows or the Mongolian soldiers rushing up wielding knives and guns.

They all waved out with their pair of huge wings, and then they all flew away.

On the left hand position in the back, a one-armed man in a green crown and yellow shirt swung a big and thick epee in his hand. Every time the sword went out, a Mongolian man was split into the air, just taking off the human skin. Yang Guo of the mask.

After waiting for such a long time, the Condor Hero finally arrived.

But no matter whether it was the above eagles or the Condor Hero, Hu Biao and the others just took a quick look and moved their eyes away.

Focus on the position on the right, the body of the girl in white, Xiaolongnv.

Even if they were far away, they couldn't see their faces clearly at all, and Xiao Longnv was still fighting; but with such gestures and gestures, such a group of otherworldly auras.

It can be said that in an instant, Hu Biao's heart softened inexplicably.

Following that, a strong impulse surged in my heart.

What impulse?Of course, it is to chat with others, tell a joke, drive a car or something.See how the little dragon girl reacts.

Otherwise?Everyone is Mrs. Yang now. Hu Biao is such a serious gentleman, and he is not a thief like an old snake. What outrageous things can he do...

(End of this chapter)