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Chapter fifty-one, heroic style

It can't be captured for a long time.

The footsteps are getting faster and closer.

King Wan Peng sighed inwardly, knowing that he had missed the last chance to kill Sun Yubo.

The two have fought for nearly seventy moves. King Wan Peng knew that his martial arts and Sun Yubo were equally good. As long as one side did not make mistakes, it would be difficult for the other side to find an opportunity to kill the other side quickly. What's even more deadly is that King Wan Peng understood that although Sun Yubo was assassinated by Lu Xiangchuan and Lu Mantian, he did not leave any hidden injuries that were difficult to heal.

All kinds of calculations failed, and King Wan Peng made a quick decision and also lost his intention to succeed.

Palm and sword fighting.

A terrifying energy storm spread around the center of the two.

Many of them retreated repeatedly before they withstood the terrifying energy storm.

King Wan Peng retreated with the force and landed on the high wall in the courtyard.

The fire in the yard surged into the sky, illuminating the surroundings.

King Wan Peng's body also looked particularly majestic and tall in the fire. There was no expression on his face, his eyes were twinkling cold stars, and he looked like a demon god descending to earth.

He has issued an order.

Yuan Nupeng, Bald Bibing Peng and others were very unwilling to accept it, but they did not dare to violate the orders of King Wan Peng and retreated like a tide.

They retreated quickly, but in an orderly manner and without any confusion. They had withdrawn from the yard in the blink of an eye.

Reinforcements arrived at this time.

Because of the order of King Wan Peng, although Yuan Nupeng and others wanted to fight, no one was in love and fought and fought a path of blood and retreated towards the route that had been planned in their sight.

Although the plan to kill Sun Yubo and seize the territory of Sun's mansion completely failed, King Wan Peng showed his heroic spirit and was still calm. No one could tell that he was a defeated general.

Sun Yubo stood under the eaves and looked at Wang Wanpeng from afar.

The two of them intersected their eyes, as if swords collided.

A faint smile appeared on the corners of their mouths.

King Wan Peng clasped his fists and said, "Brother Sun, has Feng Wuhen returned to Sun's mansion?" His voice was low and he was domineering.

A smile appeared on the corner of Sun Yubo's mouth and said with a smile: "No, I'll arrive today."

King Wan Peng smiled and sighed: "Xiao Yinpeng, Luo Jinpeng, Zhi Haipeng and others are also my capable players. Although I expected that they could not stop Feng Wuhen from returning, I didn't expect them to be so bad. In other words, Feng Wuhen, who was sitting down, was so amazing that my plan failed in the end."

Sun Yubo looked at the opponent and was also fascinated by his style, sighed: "Indeed, if he didn't tell me that King Wan Peng came straight to Huanglong, I would definitely not be so alert. Although Brother Wan failed this time, he did not lose to me."

King Wan Peng laughed, as if he was not attentive to the outcome, and said lightly: "The old man has always been cautious, and he has not suffered internal injuries due to Lu Xiangchuan and Lu Mantian's sneak attack. In addition, his already shocking martial arts skills, even if Feng Wuhen is not Feng Wuhen, it is definitely not a problem for the old man to escape safely, so I still lost to you this time." After a brief pause, he said: "Fortunately, I have already photographed the retreat, so I still have the capital to fight with the old man next time? Our country remains unchanged, and the green waters flow. Meeting again will definitely allow Brother Sun to see the power of my King Wan Peng."

After saying that, with a long whistle, he swept down the high wall.

"I want to leave, ask me if Yi Qianlong agrees."

Yi Qianlong jumped up and rushed towards Wanpeng King like a cannonball.

But King Wan Peng didn't look at him. He raised his hand and shot a palm from the air. The strong palm power immediately shot down Yi Qianlong. When Yi Qianlong climbed up the high wall, he sworded a piece of object from King Wan Peng's hand, grabbed a big tree seven or eight feet away, and flew past the crowd like a flying force, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

Yi Qianlong has extremely high martial arts skills and can completely defeat Yuan Nupeng and others, but he is no match for King Wan Peng at all. It is conceivable how terrible the skills of King Wan Peng have reached.

Sun Yubo stood with his hands behind his back, and never moved.

To be honest, Sun Yubo didn't want to keep King Wan Peng. If he killed King Wan Peng, then the Twelve Fei Peng Gangs would naturally become the one in his pocket. But Sun Yubo knew better than anyone that a hero like King Wan Peng would have set a way out for himself. Once he pursued him, he would fall into the trap and suffer heavy losses.

Sun Yubo always remembers Feng Wuhen's words.

Feng Wuhen said: "If King Wan Peng pressed the ambush at Guandi Temple, then no one could stop him. Otherwise, he had made many arrangements, but we could not arrange them because we could not alert the snakes! If the ambush at King Wan Peng was around Sun Mansion, then we would be very likely to leave King Wan Peng."

Sun Yubo was a little regretful, because King Wan Peng did not intend to burn his boats, so he had no way to keep King Wan Peng.

But what about Feng Wuhen?

Sun Yubo believed that since King Wanpeng did not set up an ambush in Sun's mansion, the people who were ambushing around Sun's mansion must have been cleaned up by Feng Wuhen. In other words, Feng Wuhen must take action.

Can Feng Wuhen stop King Wan Peng?

Feng Wuhen himself didn't know either.

There are many roads to walk from Guandi Temple, so even God doesn’t know which road Wanpeng will retreat from.

However, when Feng Wuhen left the city, he had already made a decision.

He directly chose the most spacious road among the three main roads to wait.

It was pitch black all around. Feng Wuhen asked everyone to light torches to dispel the darkness around them, and they became living targets.

Feng Wuhen believed that if ordinary people saw the fire here, they would definitely not dare to come over. But he believed that King Wan Peng would dare to break into here.

Not long after, the sound of the wind breaking out in my ears.

A figure flew towards me like a bat in the dark night.

This man was actually flying because his feet did not land.

The night was extremely dark, and the man was at least thirty feet away. Feng Wuhen could not see clearly the person's appearance, nor could he see how the man flew.

However, Feng Wuhen could infer that you must have used things like mechanism ropes, otherwise you would not have been able to cross four or five feet without any effort and walk on the ground.

The violent sound from the trees also invisibly proved Feng Wuhen's inference.

Feng Wuhen and others stood in the middle of the road, while the man caught the trees on both sides and flew past at high speed.

The great men held the weapon in one hand and planned to take action, but Feng Wuhen did not.

He knew that if that person did not stop, they would not be able to stop that person. He bet that person would inevitably stop if that person was King Wanpeng.

The man rushed to a tree closest to Feng Wuhen and suddenly stopped and stood above the canopy of the tree.

Feng Wuhen is only two feet away from the tree and more than three feet away from the man.

Under dozens of torches, Feng Wuhen still saw the man's appearance.

The person coming was King Wanpeng.

Feng Wuhen bet right. King Wan Peng came indeed and stopped indeed.
Chapter completed!
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