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Chapter 1283 The first master of the curtain camp

Dou Qusheng pulled the man in the prison car and exerted force. With two clicks, he actually broke the man's arms at the same time. The injured person immediately let out a cry of pain.

It was at this moment that Dou Qusheng's brows frowned.

He pulled off the cloth cover on the injured man's head. Seeing that the man was a young man in his twenties, he immediately realized that he had been fooled.

If the person caught by Jiang Wei was really the deputy governor of Tingwei Mansion, how could it be a person of this age, and how could it not even be able to catch a blow from himself?

As the Zhongyuan official of Muying, he has been exposed to the highest level of secrets over the years. How could he not know who the deputy chief of Tingwei Mansion is, and how could he have not heard of the four words Liuyun Feixiu?

It was obvious that this person was fake, so he immediately looked at the man in a prison car behind him, but saw at least a dozen soldiers from Muying unknowingly opened the prison car behind him and were pulling the prisoner out.

It was at this glance that Dou Qusheng saw the unusual things in the prisoner.

The man's hands and feet were tied with chains, and there was a huge iron shackle on his shoulders. This treatment was obviously different from the young man who attacked him just now.

So Dou Qusheng snorted and rushed towards the prisoner.

"Stop him!"

Jiang Wei shouted hoarsely, obviously anxious.

Dou Qushengren was in the air, slapped his hands forward, and the two strokes fell into trouble and his chest collapsed at the same time. The injury seemed shocking.

The chest instantly collapsed, but a big bag bulged up on his back. It can be seen that his spine was bulging up by the force. Such fierce palm power, even a galloping horse would be slapped down by a palm.

Several long knives slashed at Dou Qusheng's body, but Dou Qusheng didn't care at all. With a sweep of her sleeve, two or three people were swept away, kicked out again, and another person was kicked away for more than a foot.

Such strength really scared the remaining guards, and no one dared to step forward rashly.

Jiang Wei was already chasing Dou Qusheng from behind at this time, and slashed Dou Qusheng at the back of his head with a knife. Dou Qusheng seemed to have eyes behind him, and grabbed the guards in front of him and threw them back.

It was too late for Jiang Wei to take the move, and the long sword slashed at the guards under his command.

Among the dozen people, Dou Qusheng was like a lion rushing into the flock of sheep, and no one in front of him dared to block his sharpness.

Jiang Wei pushed away the corpse in front of him and slashed at Dou Qusheng's neck with another knife. Dou Qusheng still didn't turn around. He took a step forward, grabbed the shackles on the prisoner's neck, and swung the person backward.

A sound of it!

Jiang Wei slashed the shackles with this knife, cutting off more iron chains on the shackles, and sparks flew everywhere.

The man wearing shackles suddenly moved and kicked him backward. He was extremely fast and strong, facing Dou Qusheng's lower abdomen.

Dou Qusheng punched his left hand down, and reached out his right hand to grab the prisoner's back.

This punch hit the prisoner's heel, and the kick was smashed to sink, and Dou Qusheng had already grabbed the prisoner's clothes.

The prisoner twisted his body and his clothes were torn apart by this fierce force.

The next breath, the prisoner split his hands and the chain in his hand broke accordingly. He actually pulled out a sword from the huge shackle on his shoulder and swept across Dou Qusheng's throat.

Dou Qusheng snorted: "Sure enough, there is a problem."

He bent his left hand and bounced it accurately on the sword. With a slight sound, the sword was swung away to the side.

The next breath, the prisoner grabbed the shackle with his left hand and pulled it away. The shackles immediately separated. He held half of the shackle with his left hand and smashed it at Dou Qusheng's head as a hammer. However, the long sword was under the shackle, and it stabbed Dou Qusheng's lower abdomen like a poisonous snake.

Dou Qusheng did not dodge or dodge, and even grabbed the prisoner's long sword with his left hand.

He slammed upwards with his right fist, punching the shackles, directly breaking the strong shackles.

After another breath, Dou Qusheng grabbed the sword body with his left hand and tried to break it. With a bang, the sword was broken by him.

Dou Qusheng threw the broken sword out. Jiang Wei was startled and slashed. This knife was accurate. He hit the half of the sword, but he didn't expect that the horizontal sword in his hand would be broken by the broken sword.

Jiang Wei turned his head suddenly, and the sword that had broken his long sword could still fly out of his neck, rubbing a blood mark on his neck.

After Jiang Wei avoided it dangerously, he stabilized his body and looked at it again. The prisoner had been grabbed by Dou Qusheng.

With a sting, the mask on the prisoner's face was torn apart by Dou Qusheng. Dou Qusheng looked at the person's appearance, and then his eyes widened.

Because this person was not the deputy chief of the Tingwei Mansion he was looking for.

At this moment, among the crowd of the mud-shou people, a man wearing ordinary mud-shou costume suddenly stepped out and slapped Dou Qusheng's back with a palm.

Dou Qusheng seemed to have reacted, and turned around suddenly, but saw that the man was at least two feet away from him, and this palm would not be able to slap him anyway.

But this happened, Dou Qusheng's face changed drastically.

He retreated immediately, but he was still half a minute slower.

A sleeve flew over and hit Dou Qusheng's chest with a bang.

Dou Qusheng retreated sharply, his face turned pale.

While he retreated, he also blocked Jiang Wei's sneak attack on him.

After stopping, Dou Qusheng took a deep breath and pressed down the bloody smell, looking at the man who took action, his eyes narrowed.

"Flying Clouds and Flying Sleeves, the reputation is well-deserved."

Dou Qusheng felt like a tornado was raging in his chest, and his blood was so turbulent that he could hardly suppress it.

"I just can't figure it out."

Dou Qusheng looked at Mr. Ye, and then at Jiang Wei.

"One is the ward official of Mu Camp, and the other is the deputy chief of Tingwei's Mansion, who actually joined forces to kill me..."

Speaking of this, Dou Qusheng paused for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, Jiang Wei, are you going to rebel?"

Jiang Wei said: "The Jiedushi listened and believed it, and killed my sworn brother Mo Lili. After all, this revenge is to find you first."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Dou Qusheng pressed down his heart's blood and breathed, and he laughed and said, "Just rely on you, what can you do if you join forces? In my eyes, it is still not worth mentioning."

Instead of retreating, he stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Wei.

At this time, Jiang Wei's subordinates tried their best to block the man in black under Dou Qusheng's hands, killing them in the dark.

Jiang Wei had no guards around him. As long as he had to take this move, he slashed at Dou Qusheng's hand with a knife.

But unexpectedly, Dou Qusheng still didn't dodge or dodge. He turned his wrist and his palms upwards, and he grabbed the knife with a force.

With Jiang Wei's strength, he naturally couldn't see the mystery, but Mr. Ye saw it clearly, so he was very shocked.

It’s not that Dou Qusheng has an indestructible body, and can rely on a pair of flesh palms to force the weapon, but Dou Qusheng’s strength is really terrifying.

Before the blade touched the palm of his palm, his fingers had already stuck the blade's body tightly, like iron pliers, stopping the force of the blade.

His strongest one is his ten fingers.

I don’t know how he practiced it, how could he have such hardness, and Mr. Ye didn’t doubt at all that these ten fingers could even penetrate the city bricks.

If it weren't for this kind of character, he wouldn't have been called the number one master of the Mu Camp.

Speaking of which, Mr. Ye was respected as the number one master of the Tingwei Mansion, and his decisive battle with Dou Qusheng at this time became more meaningful.

Mr. Ye stepped forward, and a big sleeve slammed at Dou Qusheng's chest. Dou Qusheng laughed and showed his crazy attitude. His five fingers swept across the claws. After a sting, he tore open Mr. Ye's sleeve.

But in the next breath, Mr. Ye's hand poked out from his sleeve, his fingers gathered together like a sword, and pointed it on the back of Dou Qusheng's hand.

As he fell down, Dou Qusheng's face changed suddenly.

Just one hour before the two sides fought fiercely, Fang Biehen, who was riding a horse, had a particularly complicated expression. He suddenly roared while riding a horse, and then he suddenly stopped the war horse.

Fang Bie, who was sitting on the horse's back, wished he had no idea why his eyes were red, and it was obvious that he was struggling extremely strongly in his heart.

After a long time, he suddenly turned around and rushed out in another direction.

On the other side, more than a dozen corpses were already lying beside Dou Qusheng. He and Mr. Ye fought a decisive battle. The two of them moved extremely fast, and everyone else was caught in the air wherever they passed.

How powerful is Mr. Ye and him? No matter how strong others compete with him, they will be difficult to resist even if they are slightly swept away by the edge.

Dou Qusheng's right hand was actually pierced by Mr. Ye's finger sword before. When he started, blood was still sprinkling on his hands.

Mr. Ye's sleeves were also torn apart, and his broken clothes flew one by one, looking like a flowing cloud that was about to blow away by a hurricane.

Dou Qusheng became more and more crazy as he fought. Wherever he passed, not to mention Jiang Wei's subordinates, even his own subordinates had no scruples. Wherever he arrived, someone was instantly killed.

Mr. Ye felt it was a bit tricky. The kung fu practiced by Dou Qusheng happened to be his nemesis of Liuyun Feishui.

This is the first time Mr. Ye has encountered this opponent who is almost Tianke.

With Mr. Ye's skills, his sleeves were bulging, and ordinary swords could break open, but he could not stop Dou Qusheng's ten fingers.

"I was born with Dou Qusheng, and I am the nemesis of your Tingwei Mansion."

Dou Qusheng smiled grimly while attacking: "If the Jiedushi had listened to me earlier and had killed you before King Ning Li Chi became a powerful force, why would you make you bigger?"

Mr. Ye didn't say anything, just took action while observing Dou Qusheng's flaws.

Jiang Wei wanted to help, but his strength was really worse than those two people, and it would be useless to go up, so he was extremely anxious.

He wanted to use the strength of the Tingwei Mansion to kill Dou Qusheng. If this matter failed, his next plan would be difficult to continue.

The more I look at it, the more anxious I feel, the more I feel, the more I can't think of a solution.

At this moment, he suddenly discovered that there were not many left of the more than one hundred men in black brought by Dou Qusheng.

Only then did he realize that the two men brought by Mr. Ye had extremely strong strength.

Of course, Jiang Wei didn't know that these two were all from the Tingwei Mansion, but at this time he raised hope and shouted to Yu Hongyi and Chen Dingjia: "Go and help your deputy Tingwei."

The two men were originally going to deal with Dou Qusheng with Mr. Ye, but Mr. Ye asked them to deal with the men in black first. At this time, they could almost free up their hands, so the two men supported Mr. Ye.

If there is a fair fight, Mr. Ye will naturally not ask the two of them to help, but this is on the enemy's territory and in the hinterland of Shuzhou. The longer the delay, the greater the variable, and it is better to end it as soon as possible.

With the three of them joining forces, Dou Qusheng was already at a disadvantage. When he was about to be forced into a desperate situation, he suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves.

Dou Qusheng took the time to turn his head and saw that the team coming was his, and then burst into laughter.
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