The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

"Brother Chu, don't move around!"

Qu Wuyi let Huang Rong help him to cover his eyes, then laughed while holding a throwing knife.

Chu Heng looked at Qu Wuyi's innocent smile that day, and smiled along with him: "Don't worry about shooting!"

After saying this, Chu Heng suddenly felt a little weird.

"Whoosh!"

The flying knife passed by in response, and directly missed the apple on Chu Heng's head and stuck it on the door panel, causing all the onlookers to break out in a cold sweat.

When they saw Qu Wuyi's unfamiliar movement of throwing a flying knife, everyone couldn't help but sweat for Chu Heng.

Seeing that Chu Heng was fine now, everyone felt that even if Chu Heng survived the first time, he might not be so lucky the second time.

At this moment, there was a sudden rush of horseshoes sounding on the street, and after the sound of horseshoes, there was a sound of shouting and killing. (—)

Qu Wuyi originally didn't want to pay attention to these ordinary rivers and lakes battles, she froze for a moment, and was about to continue playing, but at this moment, a familiar voice sounded, making her subconsciously take off the black cloth that blindfolded her.

As for Chu Heng, he didn't have the heart to play with Qu Wuyi at this time. Chu Heng instantly took off the throwing knife on the door panel, and then shot it at the horses that had already run down the street.

Afterwards, Chu Heng's figure flew towards those fleeing people like a roc spreading its wings.

"That is, the people of the Great Yuan Kingdom?"

Huang Rong looked at Qu Wuyi.

Although Huang Rong thought that she was no worse than Qu Wuyi in terms of IQ, when it came to the recognition of these people in the world, Huang Rong felt inferior to Qu Wuyi.

"That man, it turns out that martial arts are so brilliant!"

Seeing that Chu Heng left the last horse behind with a single knife, the eyes of the ordinary people who were watching suddenly flashed a look of wonder.

For these ordinary people, it seemed impossible to imagine that Chu Heng was such a powerful person.

Such a powerful person, in their minds, should sit on a tall horse all day long, enjoying the food and power of groups of wives and concubines, but he would not go shopping boringly with his sister.

Qu Wuyi didn't look at these people, she pulled Huang Rong by the corner of her clothes, and followed closely those who were chasing them.

"So it's my siblings and Girl Qu!"

Lu Xiaofeng passed by, looked at Huang Rong and Qu Wuyi and smiled.

"Why are you chasing those people from the Great Yuan Kingdom?"

Huang Rong asked curiously.

"You will know later!"

Lu Xiaofeng waved his hands, and chased forward even faster.

Chu Heng looked at the fleeing Da Yuan soldiers, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

Although Chu Heng knew that Shaolin Temple would stay behind, he never expected that Shaolin Temple would fool Pang Ban over.

Thinking of the last time Pang Ban was used by Shaolin Temple to attack Wudang Mountain, Chu Heng felt as if ten thousand grass and mud horses were running past.

Why is this famous Pang Ban I always willing to be the spear of Shaolin Temple?

Chu Heng was a little curious, especially when he saw the exquisite figure beside Pang Ban, he felt that he had to ask more clearly.

This place is the hinterland of the Great Song Dynasty, and Huang Chang, a great master of martial arts, sits in the battle, but Pang Ban still comes to Huayin County to make trouble, which is simply audacious.

"Where to go!"

Qiao Feng suddenly appeared in front of the Great Yuan Kingdom team, causing all the people of the Great Yuan Kingdom who were fleeing 260 times to be stunned.

But at this moment, a crimson figure flew out and directly stopped Qiao Feng.

The rest of the people glanced at the crimson figure, without stopping, and continued straddling forward.

No one would have thought that Qiao Feng, who was already one of the five best in the world, would be stopped by someone.

But if this person is hardworking, then no one will find anything strange.

Although Qiao Feng's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are fierce and unparalleled, the seventy-two moves of Heavenly Demon Hand and Zixue Dafa are not inferior to Qiao Feng's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms at all, and even surpass them.

If it wasn't for the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in Qiao Feng's hands and reaching the pinnacle of a kind of external palm technique, maybe he wouldn't have been able to beat the bloody hand.

Seeing Qiao Feng stop the bloody hand, Chu Heng cast a casual glance, and continued to chase after him.

For Chu Heng, his only goal is that Pang Ban, and the woman beside Pang Ban!

Other than that, no one would be able to stop him.

Pang Ban and others are still fleeing desperately.

Thinking about it, they themselves are very clear about the consequences of being besieged by the heroes of the world in the hinterland of the Song Dynasty. .

Chapter five hundred and eightieth five absolute shots

"It's all my fault. If I didn't want to see that little thief, maybe we wouldn't have been discovered at all!"

Zhao Min looked at Pang Ban with self-blame. kuuhuu

A strange smile flashed across Pang Ban's face: "It's not your fault! It's Chu Heng who has already counted on our arrival!"