Bad Man's Marrying a Wife Yeluzhi Dance

Although this little soldier was nothing to Daliang, it was a loss of face to her.

"Okay."

Seeing Zhong Xiaokui appear in front of him, Xiao Fan smiled and nodded, agreeing.

After finishing the words, Zhong Xiaokui raised his hand and swiped lightly. In an instant, a majestic cold air enveloped the surroundings.

Feeling this chilly air, Xiao Fan sneered in his heart, it was useless to him who had practiced the Nine Suns Divine Art.

He just quietly watched Zhong Xiaokui's next move.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Xiao Fan frowned, and saw several slender silver threads attacking him, each silver thread was covered with a faint blue cold light, obviously full of poison.

This silver thread is Zhong Xiaokui's favorite weapon - Mingshui Wensi.

"Hmph, worm-carving trick."

Facing Zhong Xiaokui's offensive, Xiao Fan smiled lightly, and stretched out his hand to grab the attacking Mingshui Wensi.

"Break me!"

Mingshui Wensi was held in the palm of Xiao Fan's hand, followed by a soft chirp from Xiao Fan.

A burst of red arrogance suddenly erupted from Xiao Fan's hands, and the internal force was quickly transmitted to Zhong Xiaokui's hands along these silk threads, and the powerful force directly knocked her back several feet away.

And those dark water threads also shattered inch by inch, turning into nothingness.

"Hmmmm~"

Zhong Xiaokui, who was blown away by Xiao Fan, let out a muffled snort, clutching his chest, a trail of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, his expression changed slightly, and he looked at Xiao Fan in surprise.

I didn't expect Li Cunren, the head of the Renzi Sect of Taiyuan Tongwen Museum, to be so powerful!

"I didn't expect you to be a great master..."

Zhong Xiaokui took a deep breath, calmed down the chaotic internal force in his body, and then looked solemnly at the red flames emanating from Xiao Fan's body.

Shouldn't Tongwenguan's Holy Qiankun Kungfu be a blue flame?

"Aren't you practicing the most holy universe kung fu?"

After realizing this, Zhong Xiaokui exclaimed in astonishment.

"Oh?"

Hearing Zhong Xiaokui's words, Xiao Fan suddenly showed a playful smile, and then said, "When did I say that I practiced the most holy Qiankun Kungfu?"

"who are you!"

Looking at Xiao Fan's contemptuous eyes, Zhong Xiaokui confirmed the guess in his heart more and more.

"you guess!"

Xiao Fan said with a half-smile.

Zhong Xiaokui suddenly fell silent, staring at Xiao Fan closely, thinking about who Xiao Fan's identity is.

"Are you Xiao Fan?"

Suddenly, Zhong Xiaokui opened his mouth, his eyes narrowed into needles, staring closely at Xiao Fan.

"Hehe, that's right!"

Xiao Fan took off the white cloth covering his face and admitted with a smile.

In the next second, he turned into an afterimage, the speed was so fast that it was difficult for everyone to distinguish with the naked eye, and he rushed to Zhong Xiaokui in the blink of an eye.

Zhong Xiaokui was startled, and he slapped out a palm, but Xiao Fan grabbed his wrist, turned around, and directly pushed Zhong Xiaokui to the ground.

"You can't, little girl!"

Looking at Zhong Xiaokui who was held down by him, Xiao Fan shook his head and said with a soft sigh.

"Xiao Fan, if there is a way to heaven, you don't go, but if there is no way to hell, you go to yourself."

"I didn't expect that His Majesty didn't look for you, but you came to the door by yourself."

"You, you are really tired of living!"

Zhong Xiaokui, who was pushed to the ground by Xiao Fan, did not panic or fear, but sneered and said.

As Zhong Xiaokui's words fell, suddenly, there were extremely dense footsteps in the surrounding bushes, and tens of thousands of people rushed out from everywhere in an instant, and then surrounded the place where Xiao Fan and Zhong Xiaokui were. land.

Judging from the sophisticated equipment they wore, they were obviously Zhu Youzhen's imperial guards.

"Xiao Fan, you are finished."

Seeing being surrounded by the imperial guards led by him, Zhong Xiaokui was finally completely relieved, then looked at Xiao Fan with a sneer and said.

"End?"

Xiao Fan scoffed at Zhong Xiaokui's words.

"kill!"

Looking at Xiao Fan who was still not in a hurry, Zhong Xiaokui gave the order directly, and the imperial guards who were still a little hesitant rushed up immediately and surrounded Xiao Fan layer by layer.

Then amidst roars, ten thousand imperial guards attacked at the same time, and the violent and unparalleled internal force gathered together, rushing in like a monstrous sea wave, covering the sky and covering the earth.

"roll!"

Seeing this, Xiao Fan threw Zhong Xiaokui to the Forbidden Army rushing forward.

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"Pfft!"

Zhong Xiaokui, who was thrown by Xiao Fan, directly bumped into a forbidden soldier, and then killed the forbidden soldier on the spot.

"Wuzi——"

Xiao Fan let out a low shout, and the black horse behind him, which had already been ready to go, neighed immediately, and galloped wildly, rushing towards the crowd.

"boom!"

Xiao Fan jumped on the horse's back, and the Wuzhao horse stepped out with both hooves, kicking several people in front of him flying away.

Xiao Fan, who was holding the Coiling Dragon Stick, swept through thousands of troops like a tiger in a herd of sheep. Wherever he passed, corpses were everywhere, and blood flowed like a river.

Every time the Coiling Dragon Stick was swung, at least three people would die. Either their heads would be blown off by Xiao Fan, or their entire bodies would be smashed to pieces by Xiao Fan's stick.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Fan beheaded and killed dozens of this huge team consisting of ten thousand imperial guards.

"Hurry up, don't let him get away!"

Seeing that Xiao Fan was about to break out of the encirclement, the rest of the imperial guards were terrified, they hurriedly shouted, and then urged their mounts to chase Xiao Fan desperately.

Just a pity!

The Wuzi under Xiao Fan's crotch is a peerless horse, how fast it is!

There are very few good horses that can be compared with Wu Xiao.

"Good dog out of the way!"

"Break it for me!"

Looking at the imperial guards blocking the way ahead, Xiao Fan threw out the Coiling Dragon Stick. Immediately, the Coiling Dragon Stick roared out, with a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air, piercing the chests of the people in front of them. The whole stick was immediately stained red with blood.

When the Coiling Dragon Stick pierced through the seventh person, Xiao Fan also rushed to the horse, grabbed the Coiling Dragon Stick, and threw it to the Liang soldiers gathered in front again.

This time, the Coiling Dragon Stick flew out in an arc instead of going straight, drawing an incomparably gorgeous arc trajectory in the middle, and smashed down hard.

"Oh!"

In an instant, a captain of the forbidden army was smashed firmly on the chest by the coiling dragon stick, and then died on the spot, so dead that he couldn't die any more.

And this is just the beginning!

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

...

A Coiling Dragon Stick was like a living thing in Xiao Fan's hands, Xiao Fan kept throwing it, and then caught it again, going back and forth, killing continuously.

"Kill it~"

At this moment, a group of cavalry rushed out of Xiao Fan's front again. The leader was a middle-aged man with a strong figure and a fierce face, holding an iron gun.

This person is General Daliang——Wang Yanzhang!

Previously, when Wang Yanzhang saw the grain and grass camp on fire, he thought it was the Jin army's attack. He was eager for the savior, and he quickly summoned some people to rush here.

There are at least a thousand cavalry behind him, each holding a spear and a scimitar hanging from his waist. They are imposing, and they look like battle-tested, brave and skilled fighters.

"kill!"

Seeing Xiao Fan, without further ado, Wang Yanzhang directly raised the iron gun in his hand, pointed at Xiao Fan, unceremoniously, with murderous intent ready, jumped up first, and launched the attack first.

"Good come!"

Xiao Fan could clearly feel that there was an internal force in the person's body that was no less than that of the mid-heaven, and looking at this person's characteristics, Xiao Fan instantly recognized the person's identity.

Keng——

When the tip of the spear touched the surface of the stick, a huge force was transmitted to Wang Yanzhang's arm immediately, his tiger's mouth went numb from the shock, and he almost couldn't hold the iron spear in his hand.

But Wang Yanzhang is also an extremely decisive person, although he was numb from Xiao Fan's shock, he was not in the least messy, endured the severe pain, his arm muscles swelled up, and then used all his strength to forcibly suppress the iron spear in his hand.

And right now!

"Crack!"

The Coiling Dragon Stick in Xiao Fan's hand suddenly straightened, directly breaking the iron spear in Wang Yanzhang's hand, and then swept out with one stick, directly knocking Wang Yanzhang off his horse.

Immediately, Xiao Fan carried the Coiling Dragon Stick behind his back, jumped up into the air, his internal energy surged crazily, and as he slapped out the palm, the red dragon shadow flew out of his palm and rushed towards the cavalry rushing forward.

"Boom!"

Where the red dragon shadow passed, people turned on their backs, and all the cavalry were immediately shot off their horses, howling again and again!