Baili Changgu held the dragon measuring ruler tightly in his hand, and his eyes burst out with a stimulating light. He was forced to shoot out of his eye sockets like two sharp blades.

The sword with only half of the remaining sword in the fifth sword's hand was gently twisted, "You are a little different from the evil creatures in the foreign land."

Baili Changgu did not give the fifth sword a chance to continue, so he turned his body toward the fifth sword.

bite!

The sound of the dragon measuring ruler and half of the sword intersected together came out a crisp sound immediately after it was immediately dull.

The two of them had their legs straight and their upper bodies were pressed against each other. The two formed a triangle with the ground.

There was no other move, and there was no need for any fancy things. The two of them were fighting inside.

Baili Changgu's eye was instantly red.

His crazy state is different from the normal vampire crazy state. He always feels that Baili Changgu can control his crazy state.

Like Qiuqiu, he just can't control himself. He looks like he's crazy.

The fifth sword fell into a disadvantage in an instant.

When Wang Lang was about to help the fifth sword, he saw the fifth sword with his index fingers and middle fingers together, lifting them from bottom to top, and slashing them from bottom to top in his heart.

At that moment, I felt like something was untied from the fifth sword.

Snap!

The ground on the soles of the two men's feet was cracked, and both of their feet were immersed in the ground.

Without seeing what the two of them did, they saw them retreat at the same time.

Forced to stabilize his body, Baili Changgu looked down at the blood blooming on his chest, dipped his fingers in his own blood, Baili Changgu slowly raised his eyes, "What a sharp Qi."

The fifth sword wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand and stared at Baili Changgu, "What a sharp sword."

What they said was strange, and this sentence was even more strange. It was clearly the sword of the fifth sword of Qi of Baili Changgu, but from the words of the two, it was found that the two of them had said the opposite.

The fifth sword's body was covered with dense cracks. If you feel a little bit of force, the sword could become a slag.

If you have sharp eyes, you will find that a small gap appeared on the dragon measuring ruler in Baili Changgu's hand.

Even if it is just a small gap, it is enough to prove the power of the fifth sword.

Wang Lang knew the evil nature of the dragon measuring ruler. He didn't know what material this thing was made of, and he could burst out with the power of the fake realm through this thing.

It can be said that if Baili Changgu does not have a dragon measuring ruler, his lethality will be reduced a lot. This dragon measuring ruler is almost his trump card.

Baili Changgu slowly inserted the dragon measuring ruler into the collar of the back neck.

Turn around and take the ball with you and leave.

Who knew that the Fifth Sword suddenly spoke, "You can go, she can't."

Baili Changgu stopped and looked back at the fifth sword. The scarlet eye burst out with a breathtaking light.

Baili Changgu was not afraid at all and repeated the words just now, "You can leave, she can't."

"What if I want to take her away?" Baili Changgu stared at the fifth sword.

"Then don't leave." The fifth sword said slowly.

Baili Changgu suddenly moved.

The two of them touched each other.

The half sword in the fifth sword's hand was completely broken, leaving only one sword hilt. Looking down at the sword hilt, the fifth sword smiled, with a pure smile.

Baili Changgu frowned for the first time and felt something was wrong.

Qiuqiu's eyes were blood red, ready to go, and wanted to rush up to get the fifth sword.

The fifth sword put the sword that was left with only one hand into the scabbard. He reached out and buckled the belt around his waist, slowly twitched, and a soft sword from his waist popped out.

The one-eyed eye behind Baili Changgu bangs fluctuated, "What sword is this?"

The fifth sword held the soft sword in his hand straight, "The fourth one."

"Qiuqiu, you go first." Baili Changgu turned his head and spoke to Qiuqiu.

Qiuqiu refused to follow, "I want to go together."

Baili Changgu turned around and shouted, "Go away! If we don't leave, we can't leave."

Qiuqiu gritted his teeth and finally turned his head, "Senior brother, please hold on for a while, I'll find someone to help."

"She can't leave." The fifth sword turned his head and looked at the fat man.

The fat man shook his hair with only three or seven, which was only three or seven. An iron stick about one foot long and one foot long slipped out from his two sleeves at the same time. One section of the iron stick was an iron chain of more than ten centimeters long and short. There were buttons on the ends of the chain. The fat man quiveredly hung the buttons together and made it into a double numbs.

After shook his hair with only three or seven, the fat man shook his nunchakra in his hand and made a starter move. He also imitated Bruce Lee's classic voice and said, "I'll fight!"

"Run!" Baili Chang shouted lonely.

Qiuqiu turned around and ran.

Wang Lang and the fat man chased each other at the same time.

Baili Changgu came to intercept him, but was intercepted by the fifth sword.

The fat man swung the numb stick in his hand flexibly and chased the ball. Wang Lang threw the black card in his hand out with no effort to cover his ears, silently reaching the ball, cutting the ball's trousers and cutting the ball's leg bend.

Qiuqiu staggered, and the fat man's nunchao greeted him.

This fat man looks very kind-looking, but he is really not ambiguous when he starts to move. The stick is firmly made on Qiuqiu's head. If he continues to hit, he will definitely smash his head.

Qiuqiu turned around in the air, avoiding the fat man's nunchao, supported the ground with one hand, and shook the dragon trainer whip with the other hand and threw it towards the fat man's face.

The fat man's hands were intertwined with the nunst sticks, and he entangled the dragon trainer whip.

"Brother Wang, fuck her!" the fat man yelled.

Wang Lang flew over without saying a word and hit Qiuqiu's head with a knee.

The ball flew horizontally. After rolling on the ground for several rounds, he slapped his palms on the ground and pretended to hit the fat man, but he didn't fight hard. He just made a fake move, and swung the dragon trainer whip in his hand towards the wall next to it, and swung his body towards the wall above.

The fat man was so flexible that he jumped over the wall and swung the nunchao onto the Qiuqiu's head.

Qiuqiu wanted to run, but his speed was comparable to that of the fat man. In addition, Qiuqiu was in a crazy state and was very irritable. The fat man chased him like this and Qiuqiu stopped running. He turned around and started fighting with the fat man.

Wang Lang wanted to intervene, but after he went over, he could only watch. Both of them had weapons, and Wang Lang only had a pair of fleshy hands. He was not a body that was indestructible, so he dared not go up to create it.

The two of them were hard to part with each other, and Wang Lang held the black card in his hand and was about to find an opportunity to give Qiuqiu a moment.

The fat man's kung fu is not bad at all. But the fat man just outputted a wave tonight, and his stamina was a little unable to keep up. After a while, he was panting and sweating profusely. He turned his head to look at Wang Lang, "Brother Wang, you take over the shift, I'll take a break!"

"Give me the nunchaku."

The two found an opportunity, and Wang Lang took the nunchao and made it on Qiuqiu's head.
Chapter completed!