There are four ships of the Cao Gang, and of course there are many masters coming with them. Most of these people are waiting for Wang Yuanding to show his might and easily solve today's affairs, and then come forward and express their respect and praise.

At this time, when Wang Yuanding shouted, he realized that this divine power could not be emitted, so he looked at the swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, and more than a dozen experts jumped up, all of whom were leaping towards the ship in the middle.

The footsteps on the deck were even louder, as if the dozen people who jumped up had swayed the big ship for several times.

"Dan, you immortal Banban, haven't seen such a big battle in a long time." Sanpang was still teasing.

When the three fat fat said this again, Wang Yuanding heard it sincerely, with a familiar accent and a familiar curse. Only in this way did Wang Yuanding find the real master, but the three young people around him could beat him, which made him unable to escape. Then he heard Wang Yuanding shouting: "Kill that fat man first!"

When Sanpang heard this, he looked around and saw that he was the fat man on the deck. He just shook his shoulders up, and a black sword flew up and landed in his palm!

Unexpectedly, Ershu, who was on the boat building, stood up, pointed at Sanpang with a smile, and said, "Yes, yes, kill that fat man first, that fat man."

As soon as the master who had just jumped onto the boat, someone actually looked up to see Ersou and found the fat man in the direction of Ersou's finger.

Sanpang, holding a big sword, was already attacked from both sides. Sanpang's mouth trembled a few times: "Ge, after ten years of separation, there is no legend of my in the south of the Yangtze River. How can people feel happy?"

Sanpang was a little unhappy at this time. The two of them left Shu this time. Not to mention that they were near Shu, even when they arrived in Fushui, Zhu Duantian was also invited to the banquet, and He Zhenqing was there when they arrived in Dajiang County. They didn't want to go downstream, but a few days later, they were treated with swords and swords.

These two fat and thin people in the world, including the Sword Pavilion Sword and the Broken River Sword. How many people dared to shout and kill in front of them? Even the number one sword in the world, Jiangning Lu Ziyou, was very kind and thoughtful.

Yang Sanpang, who said, "In his thirties, everyone in the world fears me", seemed a little unhappy at this time. He wanted to leave some legends for the world when he just entered the south of the Yangtze River.

The legend of Yang Sanpang, the sword of the river was raised, and his fat body seemed a little bloated, and the big sword that was waving seemed not fast. However, it was the masters of the world, and none of them were the enemy of this fat man.

The chopping and chopping that Xu Jie made was full of violence, and there was a clear sense of sharpness and momentum.

The chops Yang Sanpang used were chopping them, like a woman washing clothes by the river, like a farmer waving a hoe in the field, casual, relaxed, simple, without any trace, and without any cleverness.

Even the chopping and chopping Yang Sanpang didn't even want to fight with others.

Chop a knife, and the big knife came in from one person's shoulder and came out from the other side of the man's waist.

With a knife, the big sword came in from another person's head and came out from the man's crotch.

There is also a strange scene where Xu Jie killed people, blood splashed, blood red fell everywhere, and it also filled Xu Jie's whole body.

Yang Sanpang killed someone until the knife left the man's body for a long time before blood was seen gushing out.

Yang Sanpang is the real person who kills people without blinking. Killing is more common and simpler than that woman cutting vegetables and cooking. The movements are like a woman cutting vegetables and cooking. She is careless and very familiar, and confident.

Among the dozen masters in the martial arts world, a few of them have just reached the second level, and most of them are third-level. However, no one can compete with this fat man who is both bloated and slow in action.

On the corpses all over the ground, Sanpang inserted a big knife into his back. The big knife was still clean, and Sanpang said carelessly: "This time, Jiangnan should remember that there is another Yang Sanpang in the world."

A first-class master with his hands and palms still making a "bang bang" sound, he was stunned and panicked. He remembered that there were two masters in the world who were fat and thin, who spoke Shu language.

Wang Yuanding remembered that someone once said to him: "There are two swords in Shu, and the King of Hell can meet."

Wang Yuanding was a little lost, a little scared, and a little nervous.

The hands that could be used as sharp blades became more and more panicked, and unconsciously retreated to the side of the ship.

Xu Jie dragged the blood-drinking knife, and the water pressure cloud feet were low. The knife was not fancy, but it just slashed down hard, but it felt like a shrouding feeling, like a black cloud covering the city.

There was also a sword and a sword beside him, sealing the left and right sides of Wang Yuanding.

Wang Yuanding no longer wanted to take this move, and his feet exerted force and swept towards the water behind him.

Wang Yuanding in the air was still looking back at the ship behind him, and was already shouting: "Switch the rudder, go quickly, hurry!"

Xu Jie also jumped up and flew to chase after him. Yun Shuhuan and He Jiyue followed closely behind.

Wang Yuanding stepped firmly on the deck of his ship. His panicked heart calmed down a little, and shouted again: "Come on the rudder!"

It was Wang Yuanding who had just finished speaking and turned around to see the three young men catching up with him, but his eyes were suddenly attracted by a rapid figure.

A sword light flashed in front of him, and Wang Yuanding subconsciously raised his hands that could block the sharp blade to catch it.

After Wang Yuanding reacted, the sword light was gone, and there was no figure. There seemed to be some trace in the air. Looking at the trace, he saw a thin man sitting on the boat building opposite the building.

Wang Yuanding knew who the thin man was at this time! He also knew who sent the sword light just now!

"Send you to the West!" Xu Jie, who was chasing him with a knife in the air, replied to what Wang Yuanding had said just now!

Wang Yuanding went to meet him again with both hands. Although the young man using the knife in front of him had extremely clever moves, his internal strength was still weaker, so it was not difficult to take this move!

Wang Yuanding, who just went to meet with both hands again, was stunned! He was stunned on the spot!

It was like seeing a ghost during the day, or it was like a landslide and cracking in front of him. Wang Yuanding didn't understand what he saw in front of him, but couldn't figure out what was happening in front of him. He was only shocked, shocked, and his mind was blank.

Only when Wang Yuanding looked at the ground with his eyes, he understood what had just happened, and then he understood why the sentence "The King of Hell is easy to meet" in the world means and what kind of horror means.

The first-class master, Wang Yuanding's cultivation that Wang Yuanding is proud of, Wang Yuanding's confidence in the future, Wang Yuanding's understanding of his martial arts, thought that he was only satisfied with the leader Wang Wei and Jiangning Lu Ziyou, and his mentality of not taking the heroes of the world seriously, was gone at this time.
Chapter completed!