As soon as Ziqianhao's wrist shook, the tip of his sword trembled into thousands
of stars, like a stone in the Milky Way. It was so erratic, and it poured down
to the enemy in such a hurry: "Nothing else, just the gold and silver in your
castle." Wei Qiang struggled desperately to parry, and stepped back in
impetuosity: "You, you, you, your despicable behavior, aren't you afraid of
Jianghu chivalry denouncing it with one voice?" Ziqianhao's body was fluttering,
and his four dazzling swords flashed like lightning. They were like flowing
clouds, like angry waves, like phoenixes, and like a row of waves. He said
lightly, "If they have this pleasure, of course I, Ziqianhao, will accompany
them!" The figures of the two men suddenly separated and gathered, and between
them, the shadow of the sword was like a mountain, pressing down heavily, the
whip was like a waterfall, and the surging waves greeted each other. In the
clangorous sound, in the blink of an eye, each of them had attacked and rejected
seventeen strokes and twenty-nine styles! On the other hand- Wu Tong was
fighting to the death with the middle-aged scribe. His big saber was exquisite
and skillful, but the other side was a fleshy palm. Although the man was bony
and scaly,
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in his hand, but he couldn't get any advantage! With overwhelming superiority,
the troops of the Guzhu Gang had cut down most of the enemies who had rushed in
advance in an instant. However, with only twenty enemies left, the Yuma Fort
behind them had already taken over. There were about four hundred people in this
group. As soon as they rushed, the situation changed immediately. The two sides
had turned from a one-sided form into a melee, a flesh-and-blood melee! The
young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, with the help of a big man with a
spot top, led more than two hundred Yumapao characters to the right side of the
green gauze tent, and before they reached it,
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but now they had shouted and rushed in.. In the melee, the four cool-looking
young men of the Guzhu Gang were fighting with three old men in their fifties.
The three old men were two thin and one fat. The two thin men each held a pair
of short poles and rotten silver hooks, while the fat one used a pure steel axe.
The Guzhu Gang was four to three, and the situation was not too strong. While
fighting with Wei Qiang, Ziqianhao watched the evolution of the battle around
him. In the midst of his nine swords, he said with a smile, "Lord Wei, if you
are willing to hand over ten thousand taels of gold and three thousand bags of
white face and one thousand bolts of silk, Ziqianhao will withdraw his troops
immediately, eh?" With a big face like a black pot, he still said, "Don't dream.
My surname is Zi. I'd rather have my head broken than be bent. Just see if Yuma
Fort is as easy to bully as you imagine!" Thick eyebrows suddenly stood up, and
his eyes seemed to be flowing with waves of blood. Ziqianhao shouted, "I'll know
you won't be good. Wei Qiang, you go first on the way to the underworld!" In the
shouts, the four dazzling swords suddenly trembled like waves,
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"whoosh" interwoven into a net of life and death, while the flashing layers were
heavy, the Hui people were flying, and the tip of the sword trembled into stars,
floating and sinking up and down, which was so powerful and fierce that it was
no longer like a sword held in the hands of a "person". In the dark at the same
time out of the sword to help! Yes, this is exactly one of the unique skills of
Ziqianhao, who is known as "Magic Blade and Ghost Sword": "Eighteen Styles of
Samsara"! Climbing the moon with six fingers, Wei Qiang suddenly felt purple
electricity everywhere, like snowflakes in riotous profusion, and like the
fierce sun in his eyes. In anger, he crossed his heart, and the dragon scale
whip suddenly changed into a round circle with his left hand. When he saw the
moon arc in the air, he flew down the cover and circled vigorously. At the same
time, his huge right palm with six fingers had sunk out, like the iron fist of
the God of six Ding, so it came and went without a shadow and split! The arc of
light reflected each other, the whips and swords collided with each other, and
Ziqianhao's voice shouted: "What a good hand to'climb the moon and chop the
laurel '!" In the cry, the figure will be in a hurry, Ziqianhao "grinning"
poured out three Zhangs, four dazzling sword to the air, with the power of the
sword, his footsteps slightly floating to grab two steps to stop, here, big
finger climbing Wei Qiang is covered with blood, a black face has become the
color of pale gold, but he is holding the dragon scale whip in his hand, a pair
of eyes like a copper bell staring at each other, his body, God, There are seven
wounds that are bleeding! A loud cry of horror and joy came from the mouth of a
big fellow of Yuma Fort who had discovered such a scene: "No, the old castle
owner was injured." The cry was long and mournful, containing infinite fear and
panic, so that there was a sudden chaos in Yumapao, and in a moment it had
retreated a large part! The three characters of the Jade Horse Castle rushed
desperately to their castle owner's side, intending to save them. Three feet
away, Ziqianhao snorted coldly and fell in. Four dazzling swords fluttered and
flashed. In a series of "poof" slashes, the three burly men had fallen to the
ground at the same time before they had even had time to cry! Six fingers climb
the moon "wow" spurting a big mouthful of blood, "choke" sitting on the ground,
his whole body twitching, pointing to Ziqianhao with a trembling hand: "You..
You You are so.. Disabled. Cool. You Is there any.. A little People Human
nature! Ziqianhao smiled proudly and said coldly, "The two countries are
fighting against each other. Lord Wei, how can we talk about human nature
again?" Six Fingers Climbing the Moon was so angry that he let out a wild roar.
Suddenly, there was a great pain in the wound. His face suddenly changed. Beads
of sweat as big as soybeans trickled down his forehead. Ziqianhao said coldly,
"Lord of the Great Castle, let's see the Guzhu Gang sweep across the Jade Horse
Castle!" As soon as he had finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of
clothes and wind, followed by a sharp voice of grief and indignation: "Father,
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Ziqianhao quickly turned around. Ha, a girl with a graceful figure and a
beautiful face flew through the crowd in the fierce fight. She was dressed in a
powder-blue tights, wearing a powder-blue headscarf, and holding a pair of
Mandarin duck swords in both hands. Well, typical Wulin girl posture! Staring at
her coldly, Ziqianhao was speechless. Sitting on the ground, Wei Qiang,
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