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Xiangwan's face was sinister, and he looked at all this quietly. Wan Jingquan, Xiao Ya, and song Qiu. On her side, she and Xiao Ke, as well as Begonia and jasmine.

Back door. Gao Jie, Yi Lulian, Wan Hua. Opposite is good luck, Wu Qing.

"Xiao Ya, you are still in front of me. Do you think I will lose to you?" Xiangwan haughty smile, "then I advise you not to daydream."

Xiao Yagen couldn't bear it, especially when he was provoked by Xiangwan.

The weapon clanged with a sound.

Xiangwan catches Xiaoya's move and glances at Mo Xiaoke. Mo Xiaoke said with a smile, "Begonia, you go to the back door and help Liangyuan master solve Yi Lulian."

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

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

"You can't keep her going." Molly raised the stick in her hand and hit it down.

Song Qiubai grabs the stick.

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

Begonia found the right time to go.

Four people have been fighting. Song Qiu doesn't often fight with women, but women in xiangmen are not ordinary women. They are even more fierce than men. If they are merciful, maybe it's not surprising that they will die the next moment.

Molly's skill is good. After all, she is the second apprentice. She has the most fights with the eldest martial sister Xiangzi. For a moment, he was tied with song Qiu.

And another pair of Xiangwan and Xiaoya, 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 is cold, and his skin smiles but his flesh doesn't smile, which gives people a cold and gloomy feeling, "Mo Xiaoke? The next xiaoxiangwan

"Xiangwan, please don't call the little girl in front." Mo Xiaoke put his hands behind him, stepped on the fallen leaves and walked to Wan Jingquan step by step. "Wan Jingquan, commander of the 74 army, your internal injury is up to eight points better now. Are you sure you are my opponent?"

Wan Jingquan eyes down, "you can try."

Xiangmen and the people of the 74 army finally got into a fight.

Wan Jingquan is really powerful. Mo Xiaoke tried his best for the first time.

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

The machete grazed his cheek and scratched his face instantly. The soft sword stabbed the shoulder, the point of the sword went into the flesh, and the clothes were red.

Both of them are full of strength. The move is simple. The move is aimed at the gate of life. The speed is so fast that people can't see clearly.

Xiangmen and the people of the 74th army all found the right time and rushed up to fight in one fell swoop.

Back door. Good luck claps on Gao Jie's belly and directly pats Gao Jie out.

"Son of a bitch." Good luck scolded a, looking at the blood on the back of the hand. When Gao Jie was shot, he also slashed the back of his hand. In fact, he wanted to cut off Liangyuan's hand, but Liangyuan was too smart and quick to react, so he avoided it alive.

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

No, what are you doing here! Good luck doesn't kill Gao Jie. I'm sorry for him.

Gao Jie's deep smile, Wanhua is dragged by Wu Qing. Wanhua is very powerful, and so is Wu Qing. After all, the latter is Hazer's elder martial brother and the first apprentice of the old man.

Yi Lulian wanted to help, but she was held back by Haitang.

Thinking of this, Gao Jie had to admire song Qiu and WAN Jingquan. Song Qiu is the one who gives advice, and WAN Jingquan 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 measured smile. "You sent Tian Xiaojiu?"

Wanhua Hukou a shock, bursts of numbness, "not me."

This battle, no matter to whom, is not so strong. The 74th army, xiangmen, had not been able to win or lose from 11 o'clock in the night until 3 o'clock in the morning.

Especially Wan Jingquan and Mo Xiaoke. And the back door high ring, good luck. And Wanhua and Wuqing.

It's three thirty in the morning. Strength obviously poor Xiao Ya was defeated, Xiangwan a punch stun her. Xiangwan buckled Xiaoya's neck, "Wan Jingquan, do you still want to fight?"

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

Women's physical strength is limited, but Mo Xiaoke is different. The more she fights, the stronger she is.

Mo Xiaoke punches Wan Jingquan in the belly and is also kicked by Wan Jingquan in the wound on his 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 he was also holding jasmine, which had just been knocked unconscious.

Xiangwan grabs people and goes to the back of Mo Xiaoke.

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

"Give the people to them," the two men almost said in one voice, and WAN Jingquan and Mo Xiaoke looked at each other and laughed.Wan Jingquan grabs Molly, Mo Xiaoke grabs Xiao Ya, and walks to each other.

"In fact, you have lost this battle." Mo Xiaoke said, "after Gao Jie and Hazer fought, he was not the opponent of the good old generation with serious wounds."

"We still have flowers."

"Wu Qing is not weak either."

After that, the two people looked at each other and threw out the person on their hands. At the same time, they catch each other and throw them to the back.

Song Qiu hugs Xiao Ya and Xiang Wan catches Molly.

Mo Xiaoke opens the button of his coat and throws it to the ground. The blue shirt almost turned dark red. Mo Xiaoke rolled up his sleeves and held a pair of knives in both hands. "And I'm a little tired too. I want to decide the outcome as soon as possible!"

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

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

"How about one move to win or lose?"

"That's what I mean."

Mo xiaoridiculous, suddenly accelerated the pace.

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

When the knife rises and falls, Mo Xiaoke and WAN Jingquan pass each other, and they walk forward a few steps to stabilize.

It's faster to win than to win.

Xiangwan narrowed her eyes and thought about that move carefully. From the angle she stood, we could only see that Wan Jingquan had cut three knives. But the small may block two knives, has one knife not to dodge.

Song Qiu just can see Mo Xiaoke's hand. Like the commander, he has three moves. The boss dodges two moves, 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 will win.

Time from chopping to parting is only 15 seconds.

Wan Jingquan chuckled, "it's a pity."

"Yes." Mo Xiaoke smiles gently.

As soon as the voice fell, Wan Jingquan and Mo Xiaoke's clothes were dyed red. In a flash, they knelt down one after another.

Xiangwan and songqiu step forward at the same time, with their weapons on WAN Jingquan's and Mo Xiaoke's necks.

"Let go!" Xiangwan's eyes were burning, "or I'll cut down wanjingquan."

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

Back door, Gao Jie, Yi 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, and he is basically assisting Liangyuan to attack Wanhua.

Wanhua is obviously a little weak. It's really hard to deal with the two masters.

"Huahua, be careful." Gao Jie has been resting for ten minutes and can continue to fight.

With Gao Jie's help, Wanhua is obviously not so hard.

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 the symbol of xiangmen.

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

"Hum." Good luck cold hum a, in the heart curious unceasingly. Why do two families set off fireworks at the same time and say it's over?

Did the men at Qianmen draw? It's not just good luck. Everyone thinks so. A group of people stopped fighting and rushed to the front door.

Does good luck narrow its eyes and decide the outcome?

People on both sides of each other to hold a good stand, good luck went over, whispered to ask Xiangwan and Mo Xiaoke, "is it OK?"

"Nothing." Mo Xiaoke answered, and as soon as his voice fell, he was held by good luck.

The heartache and internal injury on his face are much better than he imagined.

"Chief?" Wanhua comes to wanjingquan.

Wanjingquan smile convergence, raised his hand, "let's go."

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

Xiangwan stretched out his hand and pointed to the gate. He was impatient all over his face. Go away!

If the head of the regiment says to go, he will certainly go.

After waiting for WAN Jingquan to leave, Mo Xiaoke fainted in the arms of good luck.

"Xiao Ke, Xiao Ke!" Xiangwan yelled.

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

Wan Jingquan, who got on the bus, was also in a coma. Song Qiubai began to rescue him from the car.

Wan Hua was depressed and asked the man around him, "why did the commander retreat? You know what? "

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

Wan Hua raised her fist and hit out.

Gao Jie chuckles and dodges. This time, we are much more honest and truthful, "in fact, we have lost this battle."

"Lost?"

"Yes, we have lost." Gao Jie holds Wan Hua's hand. "I'm seriously injured. Yi Lulian is in a coma. Your commander obviously can't fight any more. You are the only one left in the 74th army, and song Qiu. I have a close look. There are still good friends in front of the people who can fight. Xiang Wan and Wu Qing. ""Think for yourself, can song Qiu be the opponent of one of the latter three?"

Wanhua shakes her head, no! If song Qiu is not injured, how can he be the opponent of the former.

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