Gong Xiqiu's arrogance suddenly decreased.

"I don't know if my brother will come..."

He tried to hide the huge dragon head behind the clouds and his eyes were dodging. The eldest brother did say that this thing was used desperately at critical moments, but he thought that instead of fighting with the enemy after exhausting his strength, it would be better to take out all the assets and fight to the death from the beginning.

Not to mention anything else, the enemy must have expected him to do this.

Isn’t this just a surprise attack?

If the enemy is careless, it is highly likely to die at his hands. No matter how you calculate it, you will think it is a good deal.

I never expected that a big brother would appear halfway.

This proves that in the heart of the elder brother, he is still very important! Hehehe, the elder brother loves him more than he imagined! Gong Xiqiu summed up the above conclusion, allowing him to flexibly switch between guilt and complacent emotions. Even the pain of peeling scales that penetrated deep into the bone marrow was temporarily thrown behind him. The herb collector saw the slightly depressed longan rejuvenation and said, disgusting and tickling.

A man and a man are quite worried about his grudges.

Now another unknown guy appeared.

This kind of kindness is really hard to repay.

"Young young man, you have a great future. Why bother to lose your life for the sake of others' dominance and ambition?"

The collector said this to Jimo Qiu, and there was a bit of sincerity inside and outside. A genius is not worth being surprised. The group of brave warriors themselves are washed away by the waves and can cultivate to this point alive. Who was not a genius when they were young? But there were two in front of them, and they were still a pair of brothers and their blood relatives! What a valuable blessing for the collector who has been pursuing blood relatives all his life? Why bother to lose everything for a superior who is unsatisfied with desire?

Gong Xiqiu's giant dragon head leaned forward slightly, blocking the sky light above his head, and falling endless shadows. A pair of longan eyes that were taller than a man flashed with strange expressions, and he sneered disdainfully: "Tsk, I'm really old, my butt is loose, my fart is loud, and my fart is loud, and my fart is loud and my tone is loud."

Who gave him the courage to deal with their brothers?

When was the herb collector so offended?

A decision was made immediately-

He wants to split Gong Xichou's butt into four petals and then behead him!

Jimo Qiu: "Your Highness is not 'other', and her behavior is not 'hegemony'. We are just following the call of our hearts and following the oracles. However, your karma is extremely weak. You should have never killed anyone and often do good deeds. You can reach the top just by waiting for an opportunity. Why bother to get involved in the right and wrong of the world?"

When the herb collector heard this lesson, he felt absurd.

Has he been taught a lesson by a young young student at the age of his age?

At first glance, the other party's words made sense, but in fact they were standing and talking without feeling the pain in their backs. How could the so-called "opportunity" be so easy to wait? How many talented people are stuck here and end their lifespan? Not to mention a person like him who is deeply rooted in the inner demon, there is little hope of breaking through: "Oh, I don't have any speculation."

There is no need to continue talking.

"Since that's the case, Gongyang Yongye, please give me advice!" After the words fell, the blood of the herbicide collector's chest that had been calm for many years began to burn quietly, and the martial arts were poured into the sword in his hand crazily along the tendons and veins. In an instant, the picture of the hundred ghosts engraved on the blade lit up one after another, and hundreds of pairs of ferocious and evil eyes were dotted like stars. They were strange, charming, evil, and cold. When the eyes met these ghost eyes, they could hear the howlings of ghosts and wolves that were suddenly distant and near, as if they were on the eighteenth floor of the Fierce Prison!

The black color condensed a pair of evil ghost martial armor around him.

A sigh came from behind the face armor.

“…It feels more familiar!”

When he saw the excitement from hundreds of twisted faces, a long-lost emotion filled the heart of the picker. As Jimo Qiu said, after he lived in seclusion, he focused on recuperating his injuries, studied menstruation by himself, rarely dealing with secular affairs, and naturally he rarely killed people. In the early years, he would kill a few blind people, but since those bottleneck failures, his mentality has become calm.

How peaceful is it?

Not only did they stop killing people, but they began to save people.

He is proficient in andrology, which does not mean that he does not understand anything else. He has been practicing medicine one after another over the years, and those who are interested will rescue him. Unless he is terminally ill and the medicine is useless, he will have a 70% or 80% chance of survival. Over the years, he is still helpless about the hidden diseases that he cannot have. Other medical skills for saving people have made great progress, but he doesn't like it.

His peace is not because he sees through the world, nor because he is raising his ideological awareness, but because he has to make compromises in the face of reality.

Over time, these unwillingness turned into depressedness.

These depressedness accumulates and becomes thicker, and it consumes his energy bit by bit.

Gong Xichou is not afraid of wearing shoes barefoot, so he fights hard with himself when he comes up, and the medicinal collector is still very troubled. For a martial artist, his spirit is courage, and courage is strength. His current state may not even beat himself from more than ten years ago.

therefore--

A Gongxiqiu fights desperately, difficult, but sure to win.

The brothers fought desperately, and the herb collector was not sure.

Unless, I will fight them too.

Because of these concerns in his heart, the collector lost his momentum of moving forward, which further implicated the Mo Dao's ability to cut through the mountains and seas! These are the conclusions drawn by Jimo Qiu with a faint shot - the collector's sword force lost his important soul!

Gongxiqiu has not lifted his current status.

Although he seems huge and cumbersome, and it is inconvenient to dodge, it is actually not the case. His speed is even better than that of a human form. He and his elder brother can understand each other without using words, attack alternately, and make up for each other's weaknesses!

"Bang--"

Mo Dao's sword aura was approaching Jimo Qiu.

Although the gun is the king of hundreds of weapons, he fully demonstrated the four words "Strong and brave" in Jimo Qiu's hand, the knife in the hand of the herb collector is not an ordinary long sword, but a Mo sword. In the hands of ordinary people, one knife can also shatter the horse harem, not to mention that the owner of the Mo sword is still at the peak of the 19th-level Guanneihou! This sword can cut dragons on it and evil ghosts on it, and it is invincible!

But, still the same sentence-

The magic knife in the hand of the herb collector lacks soul!

He flashed over Gongxi Qiu Long's ridge, and Mo Dao was like an arm in his hand. He bombarded the gun shadow with a knife, and the hundred-foot sword energy was compressed by the limit to less than three feet long. When the blade passed by, it broke through the sound barrier with a broken bamboo force and slashed towards Jimo Qiu head-on. The explosion sound was accompanied by the strongly corrosive ink-colored martial arts scattered in the air. Jimo Qiu took a flexible route, was not good at power competition, and suffered a secret loss when he first came into contact, and was unable to stand steadily, and was knocked away by the huge force like Mount Tai. The whistling and split wind slapped in his ears.

Even the eardrum was cut and painful.

The herb collector took the opportunity to kill him.

bite--

The body of the Modao was tightly pinched by sharp objects.

The two sides collided and exploded, dragging out several dazzling sparks.

The strong dragon breath completely enveloped the collector of the herb. The distance between the two sides was extremely close. Even if the collector of the medicine, he could touch Gong Xiqiu's flying dragon beard with his hand. The collector's face changed drastically, and he tried to hold the blade tightly and pulled Mo Dao back. There was only a harsh sound of tearing in his ears - Gong Xiqiu was also reckless, he opened his mouth and used his teeth to catch Mo Dao!

This time he also solved his doubts.

The 19th-class Guannei Hou's Mo Dao is not as hard as his teeth!

In the midst of lightning, Gong Xichou wanted to bite the magic knife of the herb collector and teach the other party a lesson. The herb collector didn't have to face his longan, and then he knew what the young young man had to do. He sneered in his heart and performed a big move for Gong Xichou!

Gong Xichou: "...Your father is so angry!"

His mouth and head were almost cut in half!

Just now, the collector of the herbs frantically poured his martial energy into the Modao, forcibly extended the blade, and stabbed Gong Xiqiu directly in the mouth. At the same time, the body burst out with terrifying strength, which was so strong that Gong Xiqiu could not bite the blade, and the entire dragon body was pulled away from its original position. Gong Xiqiu had to let go of the dragon teeth to avoid it, while the collector of the herbs did not retreat but advanced. His body turned into a meteor and flew into his mouth, while also dragging a knife aura of hundreds of feet long!

The knife is big, long and sharp enough!

If the opponent really wants to fly into his mouth, Gong Xiqiu's head will be in two halves! As soon as Gong Xiqiu retreated, Jimo Qiu attacked tacitly, stabbed him with a shot, and spread the spider web cracks with a point-breaking surface. He skillfully poured it into it, and broke the sword of the collector with one move!

The remaining aftermath was too late to resolve, Jimo Qiu could only make tricks and swallowed it with the spirit of the word to move it to other places.

If the transfer range is small, the ground will suffer.

Qi Cang, who was watching the game, was suddenly smashed.

It has no lethality, but it can make him lose face.

"Ph pah pah pah pah--"

He wiped his face with his right palm, looked up at the battle situation in the air, and his heart was still in turmoil. Qi Cang never expected that Cheng Yaojin's real identity was Gongyang Yongye! This generation of young people have no impression of Gongyang Yongye, but Qi Cang's birth date has not been many years since Gongyang Yongye retired.

At that time, Yang Yongye was still a powerful man in the Southwest Continent, and rumors about him never stopped.

I forgot to say that this person is also considered Qi Cang's idol.

I remember playing house when I was young, and the role of Gongyang Yongye was always the most powerful peers to be the one who could play it. Qi Cang was fortunate to play it several times. There is a detail that he remembers particularly deeply-

Gongyang Yongye’s weapon is Modao.

When encountering an "enemy general" riding a horse, as long as the strength and level gap between the two sides is not big, the actor only needs to grab the tree branch representing Baigui Modao, catch up with the "enemy general" and shout "Look at grandpa killing you and break your horse", and you can win the "head level". It can be said that it is invincible! Time has passed, and young people many years later do not remember that there was such a general star, and Qi Cang also made some achievements in the martial arts path. At this time, he met his childhood idol.

For a moment, thousands of thoughts surged into my heart.

He was instantly pulled back to his former situation, and was a little disappointed when he sighed - he could not see the essence in Gongyang Yongye!

The essence of a warrior moving forward!

The Modao who lost it also fell from the invincible altar!

"Come again-"

Gong Xiqiu spared no effort to treat the dragon's head, dragon body, dragon tail as a spear and shield, and hit the medicinal collector without blinking. Manic and passionate blood flowed through the tendons and veins, his longan eyes were scarlet, and his heart was full of only one thought - tore the worm that was jumping up and down!

The herb collector and his brother both passed more than a hundred tricks.

I have a clear mind.

The reckless young man of the Dragon was better than himself, and the one who came from behind was more agile, and he also gained the upper hand in other aspects. The main reason for not being able to take it down for a long time was that the two of them had a tacit understanding, one was one of them, one was one of them, one was one of them, one was one of them, one was one of them, one was one of them, one was one of them, one was one of them, one was one of them, one was one of them, one was one of them, one was one of them, one was one of them, one was one of them, one was one of them, one was one of them, and one was one of them, and they were one of them, and they were one of them alternately, resulting in his advantage being blocked and they could not gain any advantage in the hands of their brothers.

This is not the most uncomfortable one.

The most uncomfortable thing is that even though I have the strength to defeat the two brothers, I was dragged to break the deadlock and had to waste it.

The problem lies with the enemy, but with himself.

He couldn't find the momentum he should have when wielding the Mo Dao, and his strength he could exert was only half of his peak. It was not easy to kill a Duke Xiqiu who was forcibly promoted to the 19th-level Guanneihou, and his brother who was at the 17th-level Siche Chief!

At least, it is difficult to create a good opportunity to kill.

Not only him, but also Gong Xiqiu brothers also knew this.
To be continued...