On the contrary, his flexibility and his domineering power are even more powerful, which easily put him in a desperate situation.

Flashes of air-conditioned sounds came from the surroundings one after another.

Especially the players watching the game with their necks tilted down in the distance, they screamed in surprise.

Someone had a blank look and felt that before he could see clearly what was going on, Jiang Dali had already knocked down his left-hand knife Feng Han in the blast of the slam.

Only masters present, such as Su Xinghe, Duan Yanqing, Ye Erniang, Shaolin Xuannan and others, saw the detailed experience of the two fighting just now, and all looked extremely solemn, and their hearts seemed to be filled with horror.

A swordsman like Feng Han, who has such a wonderful left-hand sword technique, is a top-notch player in the world, but he was easily defeated by Jiang Dali like thunder with three swords, and the fourth sword is absolutely fatal.

On the other hand, Duan Yu, who was fighting with Wu, was even more affected by the battle situation here and began to retreat step by step, and was beaten to the point of running around in an extremely embarrassing manner.

"My wife! Come back, there is no need to make trouble with this stupid boy."

Jiang Dali was in a state of destruction, and his clothes were all tied tightly. He held the golden knife and shouted softly, and the sound exploded in the valley like thunder.

Suddenly, Wuxia snorted lightly, and his palm hit Duan Yu and chewed the mud. He spread his arms and flew lightly to Jiang Dali like an elf. He looked up at Jiang Dali, who was almost two heads taller than her, his eyes full of curiosity and innocence.

"Master, you have become so big!"

As she said that, she stretched out her palm and gestured curiously at the height gap.

"Don't mess around! Go and control the monk from the Western Regions! Feed him the Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill!"

Jiang Dali hummed lightly, took out a bottle of medicine from his arms that was tightly wrapped around his clothes and squeezed against his chest, and handed it to his wife.

Then the muscles and bones trembled, the internal strength was withdrawn, and the state of destruction was withdrawn.

"Oh! Hehe, it's fun!"

Wuya took the medicine bottle and smiled softly, immediately turned around and looked at Master Zangling whose face changed, and walked over lightly.

When everyone around heard the Three Corps Brain Divine Pill, their faces changed drastically and were extremely unsightly.

The seriously injured Master Zangling stared at Wuya with a pale face, and slowly struggling and retreating on the ground with fear, "No, no, don't come here!"

The monkey smiled and approached faster, with an extremely gentle tone, like a considerate young wife saying, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, if you are injured, you should take medicine. This is a good medicine given to you by the village leader, and you will be fine after taking it."

"No! No, go away!"

Master Zangling shouted angrily.

"Eat quickly, if you don't eat the pussy, you will hit you!"

Wu Xiao pointed out the acupoint of the Zangling Shangren like lightning. He smiled innocently as if he was coaxing a child and pinched the mouth of Master Zangling, and took out a pill in the medicine bottle, and smiled into the mouth of Master Zangling, who was frightened in his eyes.

"Wanya, feeding one is enough. This medicine is very precious. This Western Region monk is only worth one."

Jiang Dali saw that Wu Zi was about to continue pouring a bottle of medicine into the mouth of the Tibetan Ling Shang people, and whispered.

Then he looked at the other side where Jiumozhi took the opportunity to escape.

The players in Heifengzhai were also cursing and returning to the crowd. When a few of them intercepted Jiumozhi just now, Jiumozhi, who was almost seriously injured, was killed instantly.

"Jiumozhi is a man of tricks, but this time I broke his hands, so I must have restrained me a lot. This time he escaped by luck. I wonder if he will come out next time when the Sweeping Monk in Shaoshishan fights."

Jiang Dali said in his heart, his eyes flashed, he looked at Feng Han who was struggling to get up opposite him, and said with a faint smile on his lips.

"The left-hand sword on the black list is indeed well-known. It is already a good idea to support two swords in the destructive state of our village leader. It is already a good idea to lose.

Your left-hand sword and your understanding of sword techniques make this village master appreciate it. Are you willing to defect to this village master?"

"This bastard!"

Feng Han gritted his teeth and his eyes slashed, "Do you want to feed me the Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill too? Humph, don't say it's such a poison, even if it's a sea of ​​swords and fire, don't even want me to bend my knees."

Jiang Dali laughed, exerted his arm and inserted the giant knife weighing 200 kilograms back into the fixed knife box behind him, and said lightly, "Of course, this village master knows that a person who is energetic like you cannot be subdued by just poison.

Unfortunately, since we have taken action, in the dictionary of our village leader, we are either enemies or dead."

Feng Han's eyes flashed with rays of light, and his long and shave face was full of coldness and arrogance, "If you want to kill, you will be cut, you will be the only one who wants to kill!"

"Hahaha."

Jiang Dali shook his head, wrapped his arms around his chest and said, "Don't rush to die, why don't we make a bet? If you lose, follow the village leader for three years."

Feng Han's eyebrows suddenly bulged, "What are you betting on!"

If you can live without death, then it is naturally the best not to live without death.

Except for those whose hearts are dead, no one wants to die while still living.

"The waves turn over the clouds!"

Jiang Dali smiled faintly and said, "I know you have lost to Lang Fanyun and want to defeat him again. But you should know that you are not his opponent.

If I can defeat him within the next year and take you to ask more experts in the future, you will follow me for three years.

If I can't defeat him within the next year, then the battle between you and me will be eliminated today."

"The waves turn over the clouds!!"

Feng Han's eyes condensed, and he seemed to recall the long sword rain that he had defeated him, the "Rain Sword Technique" that shocked the world, and his expression was a little dazed...

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