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Xiangwan looks sinister and looks at all these things quietly. Wan Jingquan, Xiao Ya and song Qiu. On her side are her and Xiao Ke, as well as Begonia and jasmine.

Back door. Gao Jie, Lulian, Wanhua. The opposite is good luck, Wu Qing.

"Xiaoya, you, the defeated general, still appear in front of me now. Do you think I will lose to you?" Xiangwan haughty smile, "then I advise you or not to daydream."

Xiao Yagen couldn't bear to go on. He was provoked by Xiang Wan and rushed out.

There was a clang of weapons with a sound.

Xiang Wan catches Xiao Ya's move and glances at Mo Xiaoke. "Begonia, you go to the back door and help the elder brothers to solve the problem of Lulian."

"Good." Begonia should a, turn around and go.

Song Qiu rushed out, blocking in front of the Begonia, "want to go, not so easy."

"She's going, you can't stay." Molly held up the stick in her hand and hit it with a stick.

Song Qiubai reaches out and grabs the stick.

Jasmine thin cool hook up the corner of the mouth, "from now on, your opponent is me."

Begonia found the right time to leave.

Four people are already fighting. Song Qiu doesn't often fight with women, but the women in xiangmen are not ordinary women. They are even fiercer than men. If they are merciful, maybe it's not strange to die at the next moment.

Molly is good at fighting. After all, she is the second apprentice, and the eldest martial sister Xiangzi fight the most. For a while, he was in a tie with song Qiu.

And another pair of Xiang Wan and Xiao Ya, the strength is a little different. Xiao Ya is not weak, but she is not Xiangwan's opponent after all.

Wan Jingquan and Mo Xiaoke look at each other.

Wan Jingquan's smile was cold and cold, and his skin and flesh didn't smile, giving people a cold feeling, "Mo Xiaoke? The next Hsiao Hsiang Wan? "

"Xiangwan, please don't call the one in front." Mo Xiaoke put his hands behind his back, stepped on the fallen leaves and went to Wan Jingquan step by step. "Wan Jingquan, commander of the 74th army, your internal injury is at most eight points better. Are you sure you are my opponent?"

Wan Jingquan's eyes sank. "You can try."

Xiangmen and the 74th army finally fought.

Wan Jingquan is really powerful. Mo Xiaoke used all his strength for the first time.

The machete, like a living creature, cuts on the soft sword. Almost in the blink of an eye, Wan Jingquan and Mo Xiaoke attack each other while running.

The machete rubbed his cheek and cut his face instantly. The soft sword stabbed at the shoulder, and the tip of the sword went into the flesh, and his clothes became red.

Both of them are full of strength. The moves are simple. They are aimed at the gate of life, and the speed is too fast for people to see clearly.

The people of xiangmen and the 74th army all found the right time and rushed to fight in groups.

Back door. Good luck claps on Gao Jie's abdomen, and pats Gao Jie directly.

"Little bunny." Good luck scolded, looking at the blood on the back of the hand. When Gao Jie was photographed, he also made a knife on the back of his hand. In fact, he wants to cut off the hand of good fortune, but the good luck is too clever and quick to react. He dodges it vividly.

Gao Jie stood up and gently rubbed his aching heart, "good luck master, you are really powerful."

No, what are you doing here! If good luck doesn't kill Gao Jie, he's sorry.

Gao Jie smiles with a deep smile, and Wanhua is dragged by Wu Qing. Wanhua is very powerful, so is Wu Qing. After all, the latter is the elder brother of haze and the first apprentice of the old man.

Lulian wanted to help, but was dragged by the Begonia.

Thinking of this, Gao Jie had to admire song Qiu and WAN Jingquan. Song Qiu is a strategist, and wanjingquan has always been the one who makes up his mind. If he doesn't come today, it's not clear who will lose or win next.

The fist is in the palm. Wu Qing thin lips a hook, Yin measurement of the smile. "Did you send Tian Xiaojiu

Wanhua Hukou a shock, bursts of crisp hemp, "not me."

The strength of this battle, no matter who it is against, is not poor there. The 74th army, xiangmen, has not yet won or lost from 11:00 a.m. to 3:00 a.m.

Especially Wan Jingquan, Mo Xiaoke. And the back door of the high ring, good luck. And Wan Hua and Wu Qing.

It's three thirty in the morning. Xiaoya, whose strength is obviously poor, is defeated, and Xiangwan knocks her out with a fist. Xiang Wan buckled Xiao Ya's neck, "wanjingquan, do you still fight?"

Answer her words, is still he and Mo Xiaoke fight sound.

Women's physical strength is limited, but Mo Xiao is not the same. She is more and more powerful.

Mo Xiaoke punched Wan Jingquan in the abdomen and was kicked by Wan Jingquan on the shoulder. Two people step back at the same time, it is inevitable that they are a little out of breath.

"Are you all right?" Song Qiu said that he was still holding the jasmine that had just been knocked out.

Xiang Wan grabs people and goes to the back of Mo Xiaoke.

Mo Xiaoke and WAN Jingquan were injured, and red liquid could be seen everywhere.

"Give them the people." Two people are almost the same voice, finish Wan Jingquan and Mo Xiaoke look at each other and smile.Wan Jingquan grabs jasmine, and Mo Xiaoke grabs Xiao Ya and walks to each other at the same time.

"In fact, you have lost the battle." Mo Xiaoke said, "after Gao Jie and haze hit, the wound is serious, he is not the opponent of the good luck predecessors."

"We still have ten thousand flowers."

"Wu Qing is not weak either."

With that, the two men looked at each other and threw them out. At the same time, they catch them separately and throw them to the back.

Song Qiu embraces Xiao Ya and Xiang Wan catches jasmine.

Mo Xiaoke tore off the button of his coat and threw it directly to the ground on one side. The blue shirt almost turned dark red. Mo Xiaoke rolled up his sleeve and held a pair of knives in both hands. "And I'm a little tired. I want to win or lose early!"

Mo Xiaoke's idea is also Wan Jingquan's.

Wan Jingquan dropped his soft sword and picked up the knife.

"How about one move to win or lose?"

"That's what I mean."

Mo Xiao laughs, suddenly speeds up the pace.

Everyone held their breath. Wan Jingquan raises his knife and points at Mo Xiaoke.

As the knife rises and falls, Mo Xiaoke and WAN Jingquan brush past each other and take several steps to stabilize themselves.

A move points to win or lose, is faster than the hand.

Xiang Wan narrowed his eyes and thought about the move just now. From the angle of her standing, I can only see that Wan Jingquan has cut three knives in total. But small may block two knives, one knife did not dodge.

Song Qiu just can see Mo Xiaoke's hand. Like the commander, it's three times. The boss of the two moves dodges, but the third one doesn't.

Xiangmen, there are not many people standing in the 74th army. Everyone prays that the people on their side can win.

Time from chop to split, only a short 15 seconds.

"It's a pity," Wan Jingquan laughed

"Yes." Mo Xiaoke gently smile.

As soon as the words fell, Wan Jingquan, Mo Xiaoke's clothes on his chest were dyed red, and his steps shook and he knelt down one after another.

Xiang Wan and song Qiu step forward at the same time. Their weapons are on the neck of Wan Jingquan and Mo Xiaoke.

"Let go Xiang Wan's eyes were as bright as a torch, "or I'll cut down the wanjingquan."

Song Qiu was not threatened, "Xiangwan master, do you want to move Mo Xiaoke's head?"

The back door, Gao Jie, Lulian and Molly all stop and sit on the ground one after another. Obviously, they don't have much strength. Wu Qing's injury is not light, the basic is to assist good luck attack Wanhua.

Wanhua is obviously a little weak. It is really difficult to deal with the two masters.

"Huahua, be careful." Gao Jie has been resting for ten minutes after seeing the time. He can continue to fight.

With the help of Gao Jie, Wanhua is obviously no longer so hard-working.

At this time, blue fireworks rose in the sky, followed by red fireworks.

The blue fireworks are the symbol of the 74th army, while the red fireworks are xiangmen's.

The fighting stopped. Gao Jie covered his bleeding shoulder with one hand, "elder, should we stop for a while?"

"Hum." A cold hum of good fortune made me curious. Why did the two families stop setting off fireworks at the same time?

Is it that the people in the front door are tied? It's not just good luck, everyone thinks so. A group of people stopped fighting and rushed to the front door.

Good luck narrow eyes, distinguish the winner or loser?

The people on both sides stood on each other, good luck walked over, whispered to Xiangwan and Mo Xiaoke, "are you ok?"

"It's OK." Mo Xiaoke replied that he was just caught by good luck.

The heartache on his face and the damage of internal injury were much better than he thought.

"Commander?" Wan Hua came to Wan Jingquan.

Wan Jingquan grinned and raised his hand. "Let's go."

The 74th army, especially those fighting in the back door, were stunned. They didn't expect that the commander would say this.

Xiangwan reached out to the gate and was already impatient. Get out!

If the regiment leader says to go, he must go.

After that, they are waiting for xiaojingquan.

"Xiao Ke, Xiao Ke!" Xiangwan yelled.

Good luck hit horizontal embrace Mo Xiaoke, rushed to the emergency room.

Wan Jingquan, who got on the bus, was unconscious. Song Qiubai began to rescue him from the car.

Wan Hua was sullen and asked the man around him, "why did the commander retreat? Do you know? "

"Of course I know." Gao Jie was also injured, much more serious than Wanhua, "do you want to kiss me, and I'll tell you again?"

Wan Hua raised his fist and hit out.

Gao Jie chuckles and dodges. This time, it's a lot of honesty. To be honest, we've lost the battle

"Lost?"

"Yes, we have lost." Gao Jie held Wanhua's hand. "I was seriously injured. Yi Lulian was unconscious. Your commander obviously can't fight any more. You are left in the 74th army, and song Qiu. I have a closer look, the opposite can fight people have good luck, Xiang Wan, Wu Qing. ""Think for yourself, can song Qiu be an opponent of one of the three of the latter?"

Wan Hua shakes his head, no way! If song Qiu is not injured, it's OK to say that he is seriously injured. How could he be the opponent of the former.

"Suppose Wu Qing held song Qiu. You have to face Liangyuan and Xiangwan. We have lost the battle. "

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