When he was thinking that Master Tian Bugui and the "tuberculosis ghost" appeared in front of everyone, Hu Yuanzhong and others felt a little disappointed. If he hadn't seen the master walking towards him as usual, the people in the sword formation would have probably given up.

"Du Qingyuan, I must kill you today. You despicable and shameless guy, who is just a wise man, actually uses such a vicious hidden weapon."

The beard on Tian Bugui's mouth was burned out directly, and his eyebrows were gone, and his hair was curled in a lot of areas. The mud stained with his body had two small buns of hills piled up on the left and right sides of his head, which was almost no different from a big bull that had just rolled out of the puddle.

Du Qingyuan ignored Hu Lili, whom Tian Bugui said. Since he joined Gao Taiyuan, he had done anything and killed anyone over the years, and was still related to the righteous path of the world. This time he accompanied Wu Yonglin in Taohuagou to understand that in Gao's martial arts and the powerful army, he was really vulnerable in the face of perfect conspiracy and traps. To put it bluntly, he and others were like ants. One day, maybe they would be killed by people like Wu Yonglin. After understanding these things, he no longer cared about any evaluation of others.

Live casually, freely, freely, with the mind moving as you wish, the mind moving as you think, the mind moving as you wish, the mind moving as you wish, and you do whatever you want, and I can't do whatever you want. The Heavenly King can't take care of me. If Du Qingyuan used to kill someone, there would be a reason. Now he doesn't need a reason for killing people. If he is too late, there is really no good person in this world. Those people around him don't save several lives in their hands, and they all live for their own selfish desires. Why are people like Wu Yonglin living? If he can understand it from his heart, he really won't mind taking out his sword-handled heart and seeing it clearly.

"The old man from the bull's nose, now he is really the old man from the bull's nose." Wu Yonglin's most appropriate metaphor made Du Qingyuan and others laugh.

Tian Bugui's lungs were so angry that his lungs were almost blown up. But when he saw Du Qingyuan who was silent and calm, Tian Bugui suppressed the anger and waved his hand up. The original "Star Picking Sword Formation" once again formed a more reliable sword net, but the "Star Picking Hand" turned into the "Yanbo Taoist" Tian Bugui, and Hu Yuanzhong filled Mo Gang's position.

"The dark sky is low, bright stars are following, cows fly and cows are fat, who are you missing, the stars in the sky cry, the roses on the ground wither, the cold wind blows, are you still thinking about the pool of water?"

When Wu Yonglin's strange tune came out, Tian Bugui blushed and his ears twitched, and his expression roared: "It's so noisy. I'll send this sick man to see the King of Hell first and ask him to be a companion for Gang'er first."

Du Wenjun next to him, Duan Suzhen's original smile was restrained and her heart tightened. Just now, Du Qingyuan was attacked by the thirteen people and was almost unable to resist. Why did this jumping Wu Yonglin always like to touch the tiger's butt and poke the hornet's nest? Why did he always like to die? When Duan Suzhen supported her body with her scabbard and was ready to join the team breaking the formation, she was pulled by Du Wenjun.

"It's useless to go up. That kid has many ideas. I think he was deliberately angering the bull's nose." Du Wenjun felt that it was not appropriate after all, it was a matter of being acquainted. After all, it was a matter of being acquainted with each other for no reason, which would be absent from everyone's demeanor. But seeing Tian Bugui's embarrassing appearance really looked like a bull. He had already acquiesced to this title in his heart. A smile on his face made a rippling heart in Du Qingyuan, who was unintentionally seeing all this. The moment the two of them touched their eyes, there seemed to be thousands of words in their hearts. They didn't say anything, and it was impossible for Du Wenjun to forget Du Qingyuan. Looking at the familiar wine gourd that his senior brother had changed into when he had changed into, Du Wenjun's heart had already flown like a bird. It turned out that he had his own heart.

"But" Duan Suzhen wanted to tell a few words, but the two sides had already reached a "ping-ping-pong" melee.

Although Tian Bugui and others said that they would first kill Wu Yonglin, the main target of the "Star Picking Sword Formation" attack was still Du Qingyuan. Since Tian Bugui joined, the "Star Picking Sword Formation" has become even more unpredictable, and the speed of the sword is getting faster and faster. The other twelve people are constantly expanding this advantage, squeezing Wu Yonglin and Du Qingyuan's range of battles is getting narrower and narrower.

Tian Bugui's move "Lonely Lantern Mixing" led the sword shadows that turned into thousands of sword shadows and stabbed Wu Yonglin's whole body. The speed was incredible. Du Qingyuan looked at Hu Yuanzhong and Peng Dalu who had just pushed out a palm from Tian Bugui, and guessed that these two people probably borrowed some of their true energy to their master Tian Bugui through the transmission of skills. Otherwise, how could the other party burst out the "Lonely Lantern Mixing" that needed to gather energy in such a short time.

"Be careful." Du Qingyuan was now entangled by the other people of the "Star Picking Sword Formation" so that he could not escape. It was too late to get rid of the ten people who stuck to him in this crisis to rescue Wu Yonglin.

Du Wenjun, Duan Suzhen and others were watching the battle on the side and were so anxious that they didn't know what to do.

Wu Yonglin did not dodge or dodge the sword that Tian Bugui stabbed in his chest, and rushed directly.

No matter how gorgeous the sword move is, when facing a madman who wants to die with him, he will lose his original power of three points, because the swordsman does not want to fight with his life. When facing the sword that was also stabbed in his chest, Tian Bugui turned sideways. The sword that had just stabbed the other person's heart was tilted several inches. It was almost impossible to kill the other person.

Wu Yonglin did not let Tian Bugui get too much advantage. When he used his body to withstand the other party's strange sword, he stabbed the other party's sword to the side. After a "sneer", the greedy Tian Bugui was also heavily stabbed on his arm. If Tian Bugui continued to stab Wu Yonglin's body and was lucky enough to kill the other party, he would inevitably throw away one arm and become a one-armed swordsman.

Tian Bugui sensed the deep cold and painful skin of the sword. When the blade was about to cut the bone on his arm, his body retreated rapidly, and then he avoided the knife that the other party was desperate to pass.

"What are you waiting for? Stinky Taoist priest, if you can't bear to use that thing, we're all going to be done." Wu Yonglin, who was bleeding from his shoulder blades, shouted loudly at Du Qingyuan who seemed to have some reservations.

Du Qingyuan then realized that the reason why Wu Yonglin had been angering the bull's nose Tian Bugui was to let Du Qingyuan take the opportunity to use the fire and phosphorus bombs.

Du Qingyuan blushed and said guiltyly: "I just used it when dealing with the old Taoist Niu Nose."
Chapter completed!