The clouds are floating in the gray sky like mountains. The ups and downs cannot block the sight of people wandering back and forth, let alone the shadowy figures on the ground on Shenzhu Po.

It was like a deep, bottomless cold pool, where a fisherman in a coir raincoat and a diving ichthyosaur were confronting each other through the duckweed that blew away. What they saw in both places was vague and trance-like, and they were just competing.

Whose patience will run out first?

There were ripples in circles due to the wind, and countless strange shadows were faintly revealed, so a hand holding the pole covered with black spots seemed to be frightened, and the contradiction between anxiety and silence on the palm of the finger had nowhere to hide, but

After the storm subsided, the figure still sat firmly on the water, still waiting for the prey to take the bait.

"It's not even time to close the hook yet? I've been waiting so impatiently."

The expression on Shang Kexi's face covered with black spots was invisible, and his doudou blocked his gloomy eagle-like expression. In the background were countless armored elites.

There are no fish in the pond at the moment, and he is not a lioness. In fact, Shang Kexi is just standing in Gaofu and gazing vaguely, like a man watching fish in the abyss. But when the riding whip in his hand hangs down unconsciously, it is like a fishing hook thrown into the water.

It is held very firmly by both hands, enough to reveal the overwhelming chances of victory.

Shang Ke sighed with joy or sorrow, and slowly returned to his horse and returned to his tent. Now the lives of countless people are tied to one, but there are always duckweed-like memories floating in his heart. They linger for a long time and happen to be covered up.

The fire in his eyes.

His true thoughts were unstated, and there was nowhere to tell him, because it was the first time for him to know that being a fisherman overlooking the overall situation was such a surprising experience, which could make the ambitions that had nowhere to rest gradually become as big as the sky.

Cloud dragons are generally capable of being dark and bright, large and small, roaring in the clouds and singing in the rain, and they can do whatever they want.

Counselor Jin Guang remained silent. Now every rainy day, his injured leg on the right side would feel a dull pain. This was the stubborn disease caused by his broken leg when he was unwilling to surrender to Shang Kexi and wanted to escape. But who knows that things are unpredictable.

The final facts proved that the single-husband hero in front of him was actually his own father-in-law.

Jin Guang looked at the figure on the horse and sighed slightly, not intending to answer Shang Ke's question.

Ming Zhu and Bole are all yesterday's flowers. Now the real mastermind of Pingnan Palace has reappeared in the big tent, and no one knows his thoughts.

——Sigh, what a strategy this is, he can't even see through it.

Jin Guang secretly sighed at the other party's handiwork. He was in vain and could not get a glimpse of it until today.

Yes, everything seems to have changed.

The change began when the imperial court ordered the annihilation of Southern Shaolin and the defeat of Wuyi Mountain in four provinces. Today, not to mention the imperial court and the rebels, they are trying their best to recruit martial arts masters to work for them. The level of the struggle between the two sides has long since changed from the state to state.

The open battle turned into a back-and-forth battle in the arena.

God's will and people's will always seem to be like a boat floating on the water, floating on these undercurrents whose true appearance is unclear.

As a result, the imperial court began to confer officials and titles to recruit talented people. The Geng family of the Prince of Jingnan regarded the Fuwei Escort Agency as their confidant. The Wu family of the Prince of Pingxi had already recruited a large number of experts to move around. Under such a scene, everyone thought that

Shang Kexi, who is firmly established in the city of Guangzhou, will definitely buy people's hearts with generous salary and treasures in exchange for the strength to fight on the Jianghu level.

But who could have known that under Li Xinghe's plan, Shang Kexi's ambitions and methods this time were far higher than they could have imagined!

On the surface, he doesn't care about martial arts matters and allows Shaolin Wudang to fight in Guangzhou City. In fact, he has already set up a dragnet to lure these martial arts people into a trap, and even the person behind the scenes will take the bait. Everything is just like today If you follow the rules, you will live and if you go against them, you will die, thereby gaining control of a group of minions that are more ferocious and obedient than other forces!

"My lord, don't worry. The dragon-fishing bureau set up by the villain has just begun to work. Now these martial arts bandits are stubbornly resisting. Someone will naturally deal with them."

Li Xinghe's sinister face always blends in with the gloomy surroundings, and he even has a flattering smile on his face. This man is obviously the most timid and afraid of death, but he can always plan the craziest plans and undress Pan Bian wanted to catch a dragon, but Jin Guang couldn't imagine how arrogant the person in front of him must be to have the idea of ​​catching a dragon in the vast sea.

What is puzzling is that the series of poisonous schemes and conspiracies he spoke of, at the moment when Feng Ting and Hai Tao came together, actually gradually gave birth to the passion of a king of pennies.

In the stormy sky, Jin Guang subconsciously looked at Dahu and returned to the military tent, and heard someone's voice again.

Although he was still following Shang Kexi closely, he still couldn't help but look back at Li Xinghe, who planned all this. This man was now wearing a plain robe and hiding under the umbrella cover, huddled up as if feeling the cold, and his voice was softly whispering. What came out of it, between the lines, was full of ulterior meanings.

"The method of using military force is to surround it ten times, attack it five times, and divide it if you double it. Your Majesty, just do what I say now. What really matters to us is what happens next..."

Shang Kexi nodded silently: "What you said makes sense, sir. I will act according to your wishes."

After a few words, everything was completely silent. Amidst the sound of the armor of the silent guards rubbing against each other and the kicking of war horses, Shang Kexi extended his gaze again, wanting to see what the mind-attacking technique mentioned by Li Xinghe could do. situation.

At the end of the line of sight, there were people doing what they were supposed to do, and everything was going in the direction planned by Li Xinghe.

"Oh? Someone seems to have taken the bait."

………

Chen Jialuo and others knew very well that encircling and not attacking must be because they wanted to catch them all in one fell swoop. The other party was planning to attack people's hearts first, waiting for their own side to surrender.

Pingnan Prince's Mansion is now besieging instead of attacking. Instead, it has sent a master to fight, but he is fighting in different ways. How can the proud and arrogant martial arts people tolerate this? Naturally, it has aroused the anger of many people. For the time being, we will rely on the weak men at the rear to meet the enemy.

Chen Jialuo let out a long breath and glanced slowly at Shen Zhupu. He saw that all the masters after the battle were injured, and several top masters responsible for breaking the formation had suffered great losses. Now Zhao Banshan has lost all his strength after fighting hard, and Wuchen The Taoist priest suffered serious injuries, and the master swordsman was forced to the edge of internal energy exhaustion due to the sword duel, and his face was as pale as gold paper.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Looking at the whole audience now, it seems that only the five masters in moon-white monk robes are still full of energy, but she is sitting cross-legged alone chanting sutras, closing her eyes and paying no attention The things outside seemed to have threatened life and death, and Qi Pengshang's practice of the White Bone Concept reached its deepest level...

The physical and mental exhaustion kept coming, Chen Jialuo suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart. The only solution now was to seize the time to adjust his breath to recover and maintain his strength for the first battle.

"Who else is willing to give it a try? I can accompany you."

The gray-haired old man's moves were as fast as a hawk, and the force in his mouth was as loud as an eagle's cry. Three moves in a row with golden claws and iron hooks flew towards him one after another. The murderous aura between the moves was strong, and the evil aura was extremely frightening. One against three naturally existed.

The meaning of showing off one's kung fu was that even though the three martial arts practitioners in front of them had good kung fu, they were still forced back by a single blow, and the two sides immediately entered into a dispute.

This man is a veteran master who has become famous in the world more than ten years ago. Regardless of his moves or strength, his claws are powerful enough to carve stones and leave imprints. Once anyone who fights against him is accidentally hit, his hands will be damaged.

It was painful and numb, and my arms were swollen so high that I fell into defeat.

Some sharp-eyed people have already recognized him. The person in front of him is Bai Zhen, the head of the Songyang Sect, who is now also a vanguard under the command of King Pingnan Shang Kexi.

Ordinary masters can only delay for a while, but every minute and every second of this quickly depletes the already precarious morale. Now there may be only one straw left between surrender without a fight - just like now, there are already three to five

A weak-willed person decided to surrender.

Anyway, in the eyes of people in the world, it is not a shame to lose in a vigorous fight. At least you have tried your best and you are benevolent and righteous. There is nothing else to say.

Chen Jialuo was quite good at cultivating qi, but he was still almost injured internally by the actions of these people. Seeing that the situation in front of him was at a critical juncture, he immediately stood up with force and planned to use softness to overcome strength. He first withstood Bai Zhen's provocation before making any plans.

But before him, there was an unexpected person who took the lead.

"Okay, let me meet you!"

A tall figure suddenly stood up and came to the front of the formation despite the repeated dissuasion of the people around him. He raised his arms with great strength and involuntarily assumed a posture of attacking the mountain head-on. He stepped forward as fast as thunder and rushed to the front.

Bai Zhen, who heard the sound, looked at it intently, and immediately spread his arms into eagle wings to avoid the sharp blow.

Bai Zhen's expression became solemn, and then he realized that the opponent in front of him had been replaced by a big man with a rough appearance and a broad mouth. Both arms used fists that were as powerful as thunder and as fast as lightning.

Every time a fist is struck, a shout comes from the mouth, which is shocking.

This boxing technique is so fierce and fast that even with Bai Zhen's experience in martial arts, he can't figure out the heel and foot. In the dazzling state, he only sees that the opponent may shout first and then follow with his palm, or the punch will come out first and then the sound, or the punches will sound in unison, or

There is sound but no fists. The shouts and palm movements are almost mixed together. The faster the movement is, the louder the shouts are. Wherever it reaches, the power is overwhelming. It actually uses strength to overcome strength, and gradually suppresses the head of the Songyang Sect.

Bai Zhen's unique move.

Applause began to ring out from the surroundings, and the sound of "Fourth Brother's Good Kung Fu" reached Bai Zhen's ears, and he couldn't help but sigh that the world was so good that the waves were advancing, and before he knew it, there was such a heroic figure appearing on the world again.

"Prince Pingnan is very thirsty for talents, and today he is willing to give you a chance to atone for your sins and turn from darkness to light. Why are you so stubborn?"

Bai Zhen's powerful Eagle Claw Skill was also good at overcoming toughness with strength, but it was hard to see an inch of strength today. This made him cherish the talents of the juniors in front of him, and he began to persuade him again.

His powerful eagle claw skill is powerful and domineering, and his eyesight is even more sophisticated. After several quick attacks, he has figured out the opponent's path. He realizes that the person in front of him has not recovered from his trauma, resulting in many flaws in his moves. He can only rely on

Make up for the shortcomings with a quick and fast fighting style. Once you fall into a long stalemate, even if you are not defeated, your injuries will inevitably aggravate and endanger your life.

"No need to say more!"

Wen Tailai naturally knew his situation, but now all the brothers in the Red Flower Club were at the end of their strength. Only he was left under the protection of everyone before and barely had the strength to fight. If he became a turtle at this time, how could he be worthy?

The camaraderie of helping brothers.

So he suppressed the injury with a groan, and used his thunder hand with all his strength without any scruples. In an instant, he was as terrifying as King Vajra Ming with three heads and six arms.

Seeing another round of fast attack, Bai Zhen understood that the opponent would take advantage of the opponent's weakness rather than take advantage of the opponent's advantage, so he gradually began to retreat, seemingly willing to give up the victory.

But no matter how the other party tried to persuade him, Wen Tailai's expression remained unmoved. His strong body changed his palms and retracted his moves in the heavy rain, and then said coldly: "Thank you for your trouble, the master, but you persuaded Wen to change his sect and abandon the dark side for the bright side. How could you know that Wen

Who is bright or dark in the eyes of you and me, and how can we know who is righteous and evil in the eyes of our martial arts comrades present?"

Bai Zhen's face hardened, and he looked at the gradually shared hatred in the eyes of the people in the martial arts world. He suddenly remembered that he had gathered with these people a few days ago. At that time, he was a distinguished guest and was highly respected, but now he was treated with a cold shoulder.

Waiting for it makes my heart tremble.

But before he could recover from his hesitation, he saw the military attaché robe on his body again, and his previous doubts disappeared in an instant.

"I'm not here to argue with you. I'm just sorry that your martial arts skills were ruined in vain. Your injuries have not healed and you have new injuries. If you are lucky enough to survive in the future, your martial arts skills will be ruined."

Bai Zhen, who had gray beard and hair, said angrily, "You are so full of energy now, but when you are my age, you may not still have the strength. You might as well take a look at the elite soldiers and generals surrounding you. Today, there is no chance of stubborn resistance. If it weren't for

Prince Pingnan is kind-hearted and cannot bear to see rivers of blood flowing, so he will not send me to persuade you to return from your lost ways."

After the words fell, the morale that Wen Tailai had fought so hard to regain fell to the bottom again. The besieged martial arts heroes looked up in confusion, and everyone saw that three miles south of the city was sinking into Zhupu. At this time, as the tide soared, Anzhu was almost flush with the water.

It's high, and at dawn when the tide rises and falls, gulls and herons fly in fright, and the sky is filled with a murderous atmosphere.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Just as Bai Zhen, the head of the Songyang Sect, said, the Zhennan Palace, with three thousand elite guards, has already surrounded Shenzhupu.

The halberd is like a forest trap, locking up No. 100 martial arts master, leaving no room for three levels inside and outside. It is obvious that today it is difficult to escape even with wings.

Not far away, Shang Kexi in sky blue armor was riding a dark black horse and looked up, which made the atmosphere in the martial arts camp still solemn, just like Xuantian in the distance, who was as decadent in color.

"If you want to live, come with me. We are all on the same page after all, why should we die in vain?"

Bai Zhen withdrew the finger power of the powerful Eagle Claw Kung Fu and returned to his disciples, disciples and grandsons. There were also a few lonely martial arts people who followed him with their heads lowered, in exchange for silence from the others.

Everyone understands that even though the martial arts heroes are as skilled as the clouds, Shang Kexi is not powerless to destroy them. The reason for the current deadlock seems to be simply based on throwing a rat into a trap. Neither side wants to get to the point of death. By then, the martial arts masters will not be able to kill Shang.
To be continued...