I'm so cheap, you don't want to hit me, do you?

Pumpkin didn't hold any weapons in his hands, and endless black energy lingered on his palms. If he struck down with one palm, he would always be killed with one blow.

It's just a little bit cruel, where the enemy's head was smashed, or a hole was grabbed in the chest.

It is hard to imagine that this was actually caused by humans.

"what!"

A peasant student was so frightened that he turned around and ran, shouting as he ran.

But the next moment, the pumpkin turned into an afterimage and rushed up, slapping the back of his head with a palm.

"boom!"

His head was scratched with several bloody holes.

Pretty brutal.

Wang Xuan was also dumbfounded.

No, it's not that the pumpkin is cruel, but that the disciples of these farmers deserve to die. They have committed too many sins, and the pumpkin is helping them to wash away their sins. Well, it must be like this.

"Take your life!"

Just when Wang Xuan was in a daze, a figure quickly rushed towards his position, it was Chen Yun.

Seeing Chen Yun rushing towards him, Wang Xuan sneered.

Lihen's sword technique erupted, and the sword was like a surging river.

Form a white sword shield in front of his body.

This made Chen Yun not know where to start, and he was stunned on the spot.

Wang Xuan was also stunned.

"What the hell are you attacking! I'm so good at dancing, if you don't come up, how can I hit you?"

"Go to hell!"

Chen Yun finally found a loophole.

The sword in his hand was as weird as a spirit snake.

"Boom."

A loud bang.

It was easily blocked by Wang Xuan.

Immediately afterwards, the Lihuo swordsmanship broke out, and Chen Yun could only defend.

Chen Yun took a few steps back, his face flushed, a mouthful of blood came to his mouth, and he suppressed it.

Absolutely can't spit it out, it will make you look inferior to the other party.

Thinking like this, Chen Yun swallowed the mouthful of blood.

Mmm, a little salty.

"Take your life!"

After the farmer's disciples were all dead, Deacon Feng finally confirmed that there was no other ambush around, and rushed towards Wang Xuan with a strong momentum.

"No one can hurt the young master in front of me."

At this moment, Pumpkin let out a loud roar, and that thin body burst into a terrifying aura instantly, and met Deacon Feng.

Previously, the pumpkin's internal strength reached the eighth rank, but the external strength only stayed at the sixth rank.

But in desperation, he broke through on the spot, and his external skills reached the seventh rank, and the first shot was thunderous.

Collided with Deacon Feng.

"boom!"

A powerful force forms a gust of wind around it.

Deacon Feng's offensive was unexpectedly blocked.

Moreover, Deacon Feng felt as if he had hit a stone with his sword just now, and his chest was churning with blood.

This Deacon Feng is a ninth-rank martial artist himself, and he didn't take advantage of the pumpkin who was both internal and external.

Of course, Pumpkin didn't feel well either, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, after all, there was a big gap between him and the other party in terms of martial arts.

"Pumpkin, are you okay?"

Wang Xuan asked with concern.

"Don't worry, young master, I don't pay attention to this old bastard."

Pumpkin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Deacon Feng like a hungry wolf.

On the other side, Chen Yun was furious.

Wang Xuan was actually distracted during the fight with him, it was contemptuous of him.

"Your opponent is me."

Chen Yun let out a loud roar, his hair stood on end, his feet stepped on the ground, unexpectedly leaving deep footprints, and rushed towards Wang Xuan.

Wang Xuan laughed loudly: "Chen Yun, I didn't expect you, a fifth-rank warrior, to be able to explode with such strength. It's not easy, so I will fight you in a dignified manner."

After finishing speaking, he took out the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Point and pushed hard at Chen Yun.

"Puff puff!"

Chen Yun looked at the densely packed silver needles nailed to his body, with a look of anger on his face.

"Didn't you say we're going to fight in an upright manner? You liar!"

"Anger +199."

The next moment, Chen Yun felt a strong sense of dizziness, and then fell to the ground with a plop.

At this moment, Pumpkin and Deacon Feng are fighting together again.

Deacon Feng's realm is higher than that of Pumpkin, and Pumpkin is beaten back and forth.

"Pumpkin, I'll help you!"

Wang Xuan joined the battlefield.

He slapped Deacon Feng with a palm.

It's just that the other party doesn't look back.

When Wang Xuan's palm hit Deacon Feng's body, it was like hitting an iron plate, it hurt so badly.

"Hmph! You can't hurt me with your strength."

Deacon Feng sneered.

"is it?"

Wang Xuan shouted: "Pumpkin back up."

Hearing the sound, Pumpkin hurriedly jumped out of the battle ring.

Wang Xuan untied his belt and took off the robe on his body.

Deacon Feng:? ? ? ?

What's the meaning?Why did you take off your clothes?

If you are not strong enough, do you blame clothes for restricting your strength?

The next moment, Wang Xuan rolled his clothes into a ball and threw them towards Deacon Feng.

Deacon Feng saw the clothes coming towards him.

Subconsciously raised his palm and hit the clothes.

"boom!"

The next moment, countless hidden weapons erupted from inside, silver needles and iron flakes darts.

It was like a rain of hidden weapons.

All of them shot towards Deacon Feng.

"not good!"

Deacon Feng's expression changed wildly.

Swing the sword in your hand to form a shield.

The sword danced in front of him into a ball of white light, and he couldn't see people clearly, only the sound of clanging clang clang was heard continuously.

Chapter 132

Deacon Feng's martial arts are really high, and the sword dance is impenetrable. With such a short distance and so many hidden weapons, none of them can break through the defense.

Wang Xuan took out several hidden weapons and handed them to Pumpkin, told him how to use them, and then strode towards Chen Yun who was immobilized by the poison.

Chen Yun looked at Wang Xuan in fear.

"Look, your master is so good at swordplay, don't you want to experience it?" Wang Xuan asked with a smile.

"You, what do you want to do?"

Chen Yun panicked, feeling as if something terrible was about to happen.

The next moment, Wang Xuan grabbed him by the collar directly, and with Huangji Zhenqi running, he threw him in the direction of Deacon Feng.

"Ah... Wang Xuan, you are not human..."

"Anger +699."

Hearing the apprentice's screams, Deacon Feng became more anxious, and the sword in his hand danced faster, wanting to get rid of the intrusion of the hidden weapon as soon as possible and save the apprentice.

Just the next moment, I saw a black thing flying towards me.

Subconsciously, Deacon Feng slashed out with a sword.

Chen Yun was split in half, and Deacon Feng's face was splashed with blood.