The voice of the Black Emperor came from the mask and said, "How dare I? I came here just to ask Mr. Chen about one thing. How did my subordinates offend him and were actually massacred. Please ask Mr. Chen to go back with me and make it clear."

Wang Shiheng couldn't help but say, "It was your subordinates who came to provoke him first, block the road and rob us, but blame us?" Shen Yuanjing gently pressed his shoulder and said, "What he ordered is not to know, don't worry about it."

Wang Yaoyu didn't say a word, and rushed forward and slashed at the Black Emperor with a sword. The other party did not hold any weapons, raised his right hand and punched him. The sound of Dangdang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang

The Black Emperor took a half step back, let go of his fist, his fingers in a claw shape, and he attacked first. His arms were raised straight forward, almost not bent, and his moves were either poking forward or shaking his arms, scratching up and down, left and right, shaking them all against his shoulders. His body was also straight, his knees were not moving, and he jumped on his toes, and his movements were extremely flexible.

"Zombie Fist!" Wang Yaoyu knew a lot and immediately recognized this boxing technique, with a solemn expression. This martial arts is both internal and external, and is famous in the world and has great power. After practicing it, once he uses the skills, his body will be like gold and iron, and his magical weapons will be difficult to hurt.

However, very few people practice this skill, because the tricks are straightforward and very stiff when turning. It is difficult for a person with great talent to achieve success. But if you only practice half of it, it will not only be useless, but also drag down your own kung fu.

Wang Yaoyu's long sword in his hand did not stop, and he still made a move, attacking vigorously. He didn't know what material the Black Emperor's gloves were made of. They were very strong and could not leave a mark if he could stab them.

The sharp claws outside the Black Emperor's palm were very sharp, shining with cold light, and it was very agile when scratching. When he encountered the opponent's sword moves, he clenched his fists and met them to fight to the point. Although his skills were not deeper than the opponent, his armor was made of iron from the sky. He was carefully trained by him, and external force poured in. Only a few clicks in the joints were heard and it was scattered invisible.

After more than a dozen moves, Wang Yaoyu became more and more surprised and said to himself: "This person's internal skills are very authentic. He cannot have them unless he is a high-ranking sect or aristocratic family. I don't know which chess piece was set up in Yuezhou."

He knew that it would be difficult to overcome such a person by fighting for a long time. He changed his sword in his hand and changed his momentum. Every move was like a long river surging, with both continuous resilience and a momentum of surging the river and roaring into the sea.

Wang Shiheng looked at it and admired it all over the place, and couldn't help but say, "The black water soup will spread all over the world! The second uncle's sword technique has become extraordinary and saint."

Shen Yuanjing nodded in response. It was really this sword technique that he could not find any way to deal with it. If he fell into it, he would not be able to escape.

The pressure on the Black Emperor was also very high, and he jumped even more eagerly. He stepped on the ground ten feet to sink by a foot. The sharp claws on the gloves also lost their original power and could not be attacked, leaving only the skill of parrying.

After a few more moves, Wang Yaoyu found the right opportunity, swung his hands away, and pushed three swords to his left chest. He took four steps in a row before he avoided it, but the dragon head pattern on the armor on his chest was cut off, revealing a white mark.

"Cough cough." He coughed twice, raised his hand to hold the sword that the other party slashed over, and said, "Get money and eliminate disasters with others. It is also a matter of doing things for others. How can the two stand aside and hold their troops unmoved?"

This was said to Wang Fei and Chu Kai. Since the beginning of the fight, these two people just intercepted Shen Yuanjing and Wang Shiheng. Looking at the fighting between Wang Yaoyu and the Black Emperor, they looked solemn, but they did not add it.

Hearing this accusation, Chu Kai laughed dryly and said, "I thought Brother Hei came here to get a bargain, but he didn't know that you were misunderstood by us." He then carried the Xuanhua short axe and went forward to attack.

Shen Yuanjing held the sword in his hand and waited for more than a dozen moves. Seeing that Wang Yaoyu was fighting against two, he was not at all inferior, so he felt relieved.

Chu Kai started the fight for a while, and suddenly felt the pressure increased for a moment, and sighed in his heart: "It turns out that he had hidden his clumsiness before. I guess the reason why he was slow to leave was to hold us back so that his two nephews could do it. As long as I really tried to fight with the reckless man, I couldn't withstand the thousand moves. However, the deeper we went to Yuezhou, the more we had the advantage, and the stronger the dragon came, and we had to take it."

Thinking of this, he quickly placed his position in the right position, his offense was no longer radical, leaving three-pointers in his hand, guarding against accidents, and then said, "Brother Wang, why haven't you taken action yet?"

Wang Fei stared at Meng Xiang and said, "This surnamed Hei is very tricky. How can he prove that he is indeed in the same group as us? Also, why did this boy Meng Xiang get involved with him? He was obviously sent to capture the next person named Shen, so why did he come back alone?"

Chu Kai said vaguely: "Maybe he has gone a wrong way and accidentally bumped into it. Don't bother with me anymore, come over quickly."

Wang Fei shook his head and said, "No, I want to understand this matter. Meng Xiang, I'll ask you, where is Xing Qing and Mao Ming?"

Chu Kai cursed in his heart: "Idiot! You care about this at this time, no matter what he is. Let's deal with the "Shura Sword" together. There is still time to grasp a mere innate one." But he knew this person's temperament and would ignore anything when he was angry, so he kept silent and focused on his enemy.

Meng Xiang lowered his body and said in a slight tone: "When Mao Ming saw that the momentum was wrong, he left us and ran away first. He would definitely not dare to come to see you. The rest of Xing Qing and I were hard-working to support him. His name was Shen... The young master was killed. I escaped by chance. I was chased all the way. I hurriedly went apart, but was encountered by the Black Emperor in front, so I led him to help again."

"Bare!" Wang Fei was furious and said, "You three can't beat two, and you can't beat them, and one person is still damaged. What about my subordinates?"

Meng Xiang said with a sad face: "King, there are no three to fight two. We can't even deal with Mr. Shen, otherwise how could Mao Ming run away? And your subordinates were scared to death. Not only did they dare not come forward to help us siege, but they also ran faster than anyone else." He also felt resentful and said indignantly.

The three people in the fight also heard this. Wang Yaoyu looked happy, but Chu Kai's face changed drastically, and he seemed to be unable to believe it. The Black Emperor was wrapped in armor and could not see anything, but his moves were much faster, and he was obviously not calm.

Wang Fei was stunned for a while before turning his head, staring at Shen Yuanjing, and said, "I didn't expect that you are really so powerful. How old are you? Seventeen or nineteen?"

He walked over slowly as he said, with a grim smile on his face, and said, "My favorite is to catch you young geniuses, step on your feet, smash your hands and feet one by one, smash your head."

Wang Yaoyu suddenly became impatient, plucked up all his true energy, poured into his long sword, waved his hand, swept towards the two opponents. The Black Emperor refused to give in at all, and grabbed his fists with both hands and pushed them hard. Chu Kai was the same. While praising the reckless man's head, he finally knew how to attack the enemy's weak point, he held up Xuanhua short axe and chopped it down from top to bottom.

Seeing that his second uncle was entangled and unable to take off his body, Shen Yuanjing choked and pulled out his long sword and attacked Wang Fei first. Wang Shiheng followed him, but was stopped by Meng Xiang. The latter shouted: "King, I will block this person for you, and you can deal with the Chen surname with peace of mind."
Chapter completed!