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The split between male thieves and female thieves gave Sun Changkong a rare hope. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info and Gao Yanfei still plays the role of a little white face, and puts on a submissive look.

"For so many years, I have been obedient to you, not because I am afraid of you, but because I love you. I tolerate you everywhere, do you really think I'm afraid of your soft finger gun?"

Obviously, the middle-aged man at this time was completely angry. A man can be passionate in love, but once the passion has passed, he can also become cold and ruthless. That's what he's in right now.

"Do you think that if that happens to me, I can really let go? I am also a woman, but let me ask, since I followed you, I have lived a stable life? I have followed you to fight in the north and south, hiding in Tibet, and I have more scars on my body than I have ever been years old. Have I ever complained after all these years?"

As she spoke, the woman's eyes moistened. The middle-aged man realized that he was wrong and hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him.

"Don't cry old woman, don't let outsiders laugh. ”

"Joke, what's wrong, I'll cry!"

Gao Wanfei felt that the situation was not much, so he glanced at Sun Changkong, who understood and glanced at the backyard, and the two of them turned into black wind shadows and swept towards the back.

"It's not good, these two boys have to act and go together. ”

Husband and wife work together to break the gold.

Before Sun and Gao flew across the lobby, the swords and guns behind them were already roaring. Seeing that the situation of the two was in crisis, the black flame bloomed behind Sun Changkong, grabbed Gao Wanfei on the side casually, and rushed into the backyard with lightning speed.

Sun Changkong didn't stand firmly, and he heard the curtain on the hall "clattering" and breaking into flakes and scattering. If this blade wind is cut on the body, it must be flesh and blood.

Fortunately, there is a lot of space in the backyard, and the two of them can show it. But at the same time, the woman's soft finger gun also has the creativity to wield. Therefore, who knows whether the deer will die, especially not.

"I'll go first, you recover as soon as possible!"

Without waiting for Sun Changkong to refuse, Gao Yanfei had already drawn his sword to meet him.

Looking at the countless sword light in the air. Sun Changkong couldn't help but sigh that the ink sword that he had just broken not long ago had actually become his combat partner today, and fate was really a wonderful thing.

As soon as the male thief and the female thief appeared, they were already fighting on their own. The woman threw the tip of her spear and wrapped it around the high flyer in front of her. The middle-aged man flew in front of Sun Changkong, and attacked with a knife.

"Little white face, you almost mixed up today's good things, and I almost killed the family at home. Originally, I wanted to spare your life and only abolish your cultivation. Okay now, I don't have to worry about it, keeping you alive is to let the tiger go back to the mountain. Boy, come here!"

The woman's eyes flickered with poison light, and the dragon tendon soft finger gun in her hand immediately burst out, straight to the throat of Gao.

Looking at the middle-aged man again, he was not so anxious, he looked at the treasure knife in Sun Changkong's hand, and his face was moved.

"Your knife is the knife of this heroic bandit?"

"That's right. ”

"I said it looked so familiar. But how did you get his saber?"

"Hmph, I bought it from him at my expense, can't I?"

"Oh~ Originally, that old guy really went into hiding, I thought he was just talking. ”

"The old-timer he didn't go into hiding, he was still fighting at the last moment of his life. ”

Speaking of this, Sun Changkong felt a faint pain in his heart, remembering the scene when he was chased and killed by the Treasure Pavilion that day, and now Sun Changkong still feels cold. again

Thinking of the heroic bandit knife after sacrificing his life to save himself and the three fats, his heart was even more uncomfortable.

"What? You said he was dead? Really? You didn't lie to me?"

The middle-aged man's reaction was unexpectedly excited, Sun Changkong looked at the other party for a while, sad for a while, happy for a while, thinking that he was crazy.

"Do you know your seniors?"

I went out with him and my inner man, and we have been with each other for more than 20 years, but unfortunately because the Tao is different, we finally parted ways. We've met in the decades since, but because we haven't talked for a long time, the old friendship is long gone. But who would have thought that I didn't have time to see him for the last time, it's really ......"

The man was grief-stricken one second, but the next moment he drew his knife and slashed straight at Sun's face.

Fortunately, Sun Changkong's hand has always been on the handle of the knife, so the other party moved together, and the Linlang treasure knife was already out of the sheath, and it caught up with the trend with a countercurrent wave.

The countercurrent pays attention to the qi sinking dantian, flirting with the backhand, and forcibly destroying the weapon with the retrograde power of the aura, killing and injuring the enemy from the bottom up. Sun Changkong already had an injury on his body, although he had breathed, but for some reason the injury recovered extremely slowly, and it was not until just now that he healed two or three out of ten. In addition, the middle-aged man in front of him is unusually tricky and difficult to stop. Under this struggle, another mouthful of blood mist erupted from Sun's mouth, making the man's face bloody.

"Master!"

When the woman saw that her husband had become like this, she could not tell who was injured, and now she was facing a fierce attack, so she had to resist with all her might.

"Take advantage of people's unpreparedness, what kind of hero!" Sun Changkong wiped the blood on his mouth, raised his knife and scolded.

"Hmph, I didn't kill you with a knife, count your fate! You yellow-haired boy, you still want to lie to me about what knife you bought. Do you know that this treasure knife is his beloved thing, let alone selling, even if it costs his life, he will not hand over the knife. It must be you, it was you who used conspiracy and trickery to plot against him behind his back, and I will avenge him today!"

Without Sun Changkong's defense, the middle-aged man swung his knife and went up again. This time, his knife path was very different, maybe he saw Sun's power and didn't dare to underestimate it, and as soon as he made a move, he used his famous stunt and stole the knife.

There are a total of thirteen types of stealing knives, each of which has only its own special position to deal with, such as stabbing the enemy's eyes when it stabs its eyes; and cut off his feet. However, although the previous twelve styles were sharp, they were not lethal. What really makes people feel desperate is the thirteenth type of skull, taking the target item on the head, as simple as eating and drinking tea. Since his debut, there have been a total of sixty-eight people who have been "beheaded" by him. Moreover, these sixty-eight, some are a generation of famous people, some are heroes of the rivers and lakes, and there are a few bandits like them who are famous for killing people and setting fires, in short, none of these who were killed by him are easy to deal with, but without exception, all of them have become his souls under the knife and have become stepping stones for him to move forward.

As soon as he made a move, it was a breakup of the thirteen styles of stealing knives.

Of course, he didn't want to break up with his wife, he wanted Sun Changkong and his right arm to break up. He had just made up his mind. It's just that the other party didn't inherit the mantle of the heroic bandit, if he really let him get the true inheritance of his senior brother, or even pass on his cultivation, then the situation would be very unfavorable to him. He has been wandering in this land for too long, and there are many people who have killed themselves because of mud and water. He wouldn't be that kind of stupid person, so he had to solve the "him" in front of him as soon as possible, and he hadn't figured out his routine before "he" figured it out.

In Sun Changkong's view, the man's target was his chest, and he didn't see that the direction of the knife was his arm. This is where the knife is ingenious, and it is also where he is critical. Without his habitual hand, what else can he rely on to defeat the other party and kill out of here. But time didn't wait for him to think, and the man wouldn't let him worry too much. Just as his knife was about to collide with the Linlang Treasure Knife, the sword qi had already swept through the blade of the latter, and went straight into Sun's right shoulder.

"Poof~"

It was as if a freshly ripe cucumber had been cut off by a kitchen knife that had just been opened, and before Sun Changkong could even struggle, the knife qi had already pierced his flesh and flesh, chopped into the bone marrow, and then pierced out from the other side and shot into the wall behind him, leaving a faint, crescent-shaped trail of blood.

"It's not good! I'm going to die! I can't resist it! My arm is useless! Can I still live? The opponent is too strong! What's wrong with Gao Wanfei?"

In an instant, some exclamations and questions flashed in Sun Changkong's mind, but the middle-aged man's offensive against him continued. If he doesn't fight, there is only one way to die. But if you insist on fighting, it is still a dead end. It doesn't matter if he dies, after all, he has already come to his senses. But there is also an innocent person by his side - Gao Wanfei, if he dies, then he will not escape this fate. Since it is no longer an owl that only concerns him, it is his responsibility to find a way to solve the current checkmate situation.

The arm was broken, but it was not completely separated. In just such a ten-thousandth of an instant, Sun Changkong had already made up his mind to help Gao Yanfei get out of here, even if he was killed here.

Seeing that Linlang was about to fall to the ground, Sun Changkong's left hand hurriedly picked it up, and at the same time, his right arm began to fall off. Sun Changkong suddenly retreated, shaking a little, the middle-aged man's strength was all focused on his forearm, so his center of gravity was forward. was flashed by the other party like this, and almost fell to the ground.

She also holds a knife in one hand, so he still has one hand to hold the ground.

However, just as the man leaned forward, Sun Changkong's right arm had already fallen to his waist. He wanted to wait a little longer, to give himself a little relief. But he was afraid that the other party would be too fast and would not give himself a chance to breathe, and he was afraid that the injury on his shoulder would be too severe and he would faint in pain.

So, he made a move. But he didn't move his hand, neither did he move his knife, only his cross bone, and his right leg. I saw that his thighs swayed, his calves relaxed, and his toes quickly tightened when they reached the lowest point, kicking his broken arm with precision, and sending it to the middle-aged man who was less than two feet away from him.

The moment he stepped out, he almost heard the sound of his bones shattering, and also heard the man's exclamation of surprise.

"Bump!"

"Wow!"

The man fell to the ground in response, and Sun Changkong jumped into the well. For a while, the blood was permeated, and the fishy smell was tangy. Gao Wanfei shook twice, and fell to the ground without support, but he was half-kneeling on the ground with the support of the black sword. There were more than a dozen penetrating wounds on his body, the most serious of which was less than an inch from the mouth of the heart, and although it did not hurt the heart, it punctured a large blood vessel for blood transfusion, and a large amount of blood continued to gush out of it, and in a short time it was all over his clothes.

Fortunately, he, like Sun Changkong, also wore a black power suit, fortunately, he already liked black.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, it must be better!]

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