The voice is loud and loud.

It feels like everyone in Micheng can hear it clearly, and the sound is not as clangular as it is made by a human.

The fat man who was sitting on the ground resting suddenly got up, muttering something bad, and got up and was about to climb over the wall to see.

He was beaten up as soon as he jumped to the wall.

Wang Lang turned his head and saw that his scalp was almost bursting.

I saw eight people standing on the wall.

All are black, white, green and red.

The personal guard of the Dragon Slaying Real Person.

Eight people jumped down from the wall, and each of them had the same weapons. Except for the different patterns on it, the others were the same.

No one can see clearly what it looks like.

In this way, there must be eight people outside and Baili Changgu facing the fifth sword.

No matter how awesome the fifth sword is, it is impossible to fight against nine.

There are two more people on Wang Lang’s side.

He didn't dare to delay it for too long. Wang Lang's seventh level of Shenlong's power was built on the Qiuqiu's brain with no chance. The Fire God's Power was also used, and the Wuxiangong also operated together, and the more he fought, the more he became more and more vigorous.

It looks messy, but when you listen carefully, you will find that the beat is very rhythmic.

It is not the rhythm of moving and hitting, but an indescribable sense of rhythm, which seems to contain something very wonderful.

Wang Lang was forced to do this because he was forced to do so. The nunchao in his hand was like a machete.

At first, Qiuqiu could still deal with it, but later, Qiuqiu's side became chaotic and a flaw was revealed inadvertently. The nunchakra in Wang Lang's hand slammed heavily on Qiuqiu's chest, and a dull sound came out. Qiuqiu staggered to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The nunchaku in Wang Lang's hand was still desperate to make it on Qiuqiu's head and determined to kill Qiuqiu. Wang Lang did not hit women, but Qiuqiu is no longer a human being. Wang Lang not only wants to hit, but also kill. This has endless troubles, which is not only unfavorable to Wang Lang, but also unfavorable to the people.

Qiuqiu was also very stubborn. His head was hit by the nunchakra in Wang Lang's hand for many times. He was bleeding and had no other reactions. However, his breathing was getting less and less, and he was only inhaled and not venting.

The fat man tried his best to pester eight personal guards.

Wang Lang calmed down his breath a little and grabbed the Dragon Training Whip from Qiuqiu's hand.

He called out fat man and threw the nunchao over. Wang Lang carried the dragon trainer whip and pointed his hand at the eight personal guards.

"Fatty, go and help your senior brother, I'll fight these eight people!"

The fat man hesitated a little, "Can you do it?"

Wang Lang was about to show off, but who knew that there was no one in the fat man.

Holding the dragon trainer whip in his hand, Wang Lang slanted his eyes and the ball lying on the ground was probably dead. If he didn't die, it would be unreasonable. After a while, even a head would be beaten into a brain.

The eight people didn't say a word, forming a circle to surround Wang Lang in the middle.

Wang Lang's eyes are watching all directions and listening to all directions.

The eight people raised the long sword in their hands and scratched their shields at the same time, making a dull sound.

Taking the choice of starting first and then getting hurt, Wang Lang shook the dragon trainer whip in his hand, and the pyramid at the top of the iron whip headed towards a person.

The man blocked the shield and inserted a knife. Wang Lang avoided the knife with a tricky angle. He pulled the dragon trainer whip in his hand into his arms, swinging the dragon trainer whip in the direction of the dragon trainer whip, and the pyramid on the head went in the opposite direction.

Among all the weapons, Wang Lang is the most convenient to use, and he can do other weapons, but he doesn’t feel that way. Only when he is in his hand, Wang Lang feels that I am the overlord on this gai.

He threw the dragon trainer whip in his hand a few random moves, and eight people were both offensive and defensive, holding Wang Lang in the middle.

The fight was very frustrated and the anger was getting bigger and bigger.

Wang Lang deliberately sold a flaw, and one of the guards slashed Wang Lang's shoulder with a knife, which would have to cut Wang Lang's shoulder.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Lang wrapped the dragon trainer whip in his hand around the long knife, and held a black card in his other hand, and directly cut the man's wrist. It was clean and neat.

After picking his palm, Wang Lang held the knife. It weighed only two or three pounds, which was too light for Wang Lang. But it was enough. At least it had a knife, and now I have the final say.

Wang Lang held the knife and slashed left and right, opening and closing.

These eight people were beaten to death by Wang Lang. At the same time, the eight people felt that the moment Wang Lang lifted the knife, his whole person became different, and he felt like he had changed his body.

With the eighteenth stance of the Mad Sword and the seventh level of the Divine Dragon, Wang Lang slashed towards the nearest guard, and then he fought a man with his own sword. The knife in his hand hit hard.

Wang Lang flew up with the last sword, grabbed the knife with both hands and slashed it down with one sword.

He directly chopped the man behind the shield away. After falling to the ground, the man's face turned purple and his chest was flushed violently. In the end, he couldn't help it and a lot of blood was overflowing from his mouth. Seeing that the knife in Wang Lang's hand was actually slightly deformed by Wang Lang.

The strength is self-evident.

Eight people, one of whom was chopped off by Wang Lang, and the other fell down by Wang Lang.

Wang Lang had a strange feeling at that time, and felt that his skills seemed to be much better than before. Even though his injuries have not healed now, his strength is the same as before. If his injuries are healed, wouldn’t his strength be able to go to a higher level? Although he cannot break through to the late stage of the peak return, Wang Lang can still have the strength to fight with other peak return later stages.

The remaining six people can see that the situation is not right, and if they continue to fight like this, they can still be turned over by Wang Lang.

Two injured people rejoined the camp, four and four formed two circles, and one stood between the two, just eight people.

The inner circle was responsible for blocking Wang Lang with a shield, and the outer circle was responsible for attacking. The two circles were turned back and forth, making people confused.

Attack from four angles simultaneously.

Wang Lang glanced at several people a week, and the one who broke his hand was on the inside, and the one who was injured was on the outside, and the knife in his hand was frequently blocked.

It was too late for a few people to adjust this combat plan. It would be fine if no one was injured. But now that the two people were injured, there was a breakthrough.

Wang Lang's expression remained unchanged and was waiting for an opportunity.

Both waves of people in the inner and outer circles were rotating.

Wang Lang had the chance to pull it off. When the two injured people turned to the same line, the knife in Wang Lang's hand brought out a gust of wind.

Wang Lang slashed one in the eighteenth stance of the Mad Sword. Although it was just one, the power of five swords was superimposed, and the seventh level of the divine dragon was superimposed. This is

The two were slashed by Wang Lang and flew backwards. Wang Lang instantly opened a gap in the encirclement. Wang Lang raised his sword and fell. The nearby person was slashed from the bottom left to the top right by Wang Lang.

The formation of several people was in chaos. Wang Lang jumped out of the encirclement without hesitation. He killed the one who was injured just now with one knife, took the knife and ran away, and the remaining seven people chased Wang Lang and came.

After a few steps, there were suddenly a dense gunshot sounds from the other side of the wall.
Chapter completed!