However, just when the four of them thought it would be effective unexpectedly.

The fake God of War turned his body slightly, then twisted his body, dodged left and right, and miraculously avoided the ranged attacks of the three people.

"Dragon Step?"

Before he rushed to the fake war god, the fat Xuanwu suddenly stopped his body and exclaimed loudly when he saw the fake war god's movements.

Qinglong, Zhuque and other three also looked at each other, and their faces changed.

They also recognized that the footwork used by the other party was the Eighth Master's Youlong Step

Long Youbu is one of their eighth master's three unique skills. Eighth master relies on this set of steps to be at ease in the rain of bullets.

Famous!

Now, this fake god of war can do it too.

"Hehe! You can see it, then let's see how my kick is?"

The fake war god heard Xuanwu's scream and said with a giggle.

His words made Xuanwu's face change color again, and he subconsciously retreated.

But, it's too late!

Just when Xuanwu was about to retreat, the fake war god kicked him over and kicked him several times in a row on Xuanwu's fat body.

Because of the speed too fast, Qinglong and others could not count how many Xuanwu was kicked, and they only saw a string of afterimages.

Xuanwu's body weighing more than 200 pounds was kicked three or four meters away.

"Even the Eighth Master's Heavenly Crazy Legs, you can do it!"

Xuanwu fell heavily to the ground, staring with his eyes wide open, and after saying a word, he couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood and fainted.

This scene stunned Qinglong and Zhuque.

They knew that this fake war god dared to pretend to be the Eighth Master, and their strength was definitely good.

But I didn't expect it to be so strong!

This is the fat Xuanwu, whose strength is comparable to theirs, and because of their obesity, they are much better than the three of them in fighting against attacks.

But now he was kicked out of touch with a kick.

When the three of them faced the fake God of War, they suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

The other party actually learned the eighth master's dragon walk and the sky's foot. These are all the unique skills that the eighth master relies on to become famous!

However, behind the fake God of War is the person they want to save today. Even if they die today, they have to save the person.

"Two, we are probably in danger today, but I don't regret it. Our lives are given by the Eighth Master. At worst, we will give them back to the Eighth Master today! What about you?"

Qinglong asked, looking at Zhuque and Baihu.

"Brother Qinglong, as you said, our lives are given by the Eighth Master, and the Kung Fu is taught by the Eighth Master. I have no regrets!"

When Zhuque mentioned the Eighth Master, a touch of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

Then the two looked at Baihu.

Baihu was alone in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

"White Tiger, what are you? What are you thinking?"

Zhuque looked at the white tiger and asked.

"I was wondering, the fat man Xuanwu has just fainted now. Should we kill him first? By the way, we can get together four generals of war!"

Hearing Zhuque's answer, Baihu said seriously.

As soon as he said this, Qinglong and Zhuque turned their heads with a strange look on their faces and looked at Xuanwu lying on the ground.

However, at this glance, Xuanwu, who had already "difficult" suddenly jumped up from the ground.

It turned out that this guy saw that the fake God of War was so powerful that he vomited blood and pretended to be dizzy.

Baihu is a gentle person, more careful than Zhuque, and Xuanwu's usual virtues can see through Xuanwu's tricks at first glance!

"Hmph! It's too late, look at my silly legs!"

Just as the three of them were moving and they were about to form a new formation, the fake war god trapped in the middle snorted coldly, and a disdainful voice came into the ears of the four people.

Then, Qinglong saw a foot magnifying in front of him, and his ribs were broken after a few clicks, and then his body flew backwards and fell next to the white tiger.

Before he could come to his senses, he felt a severe pain in his chest and then he coughed up blood.

Also lost the ability to move.

"Brother Qinglong!"

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Chapter completed!