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Volume 3 Smiling Proud Chapter 7 Breakout

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    Chapter 7 Breakout

    He once thought about his own situation. His internal strength was not deep enough and he had not reached the state of fearlessness. Therefore, when walking in the outside world, he needed to keep a low profile and not show too much edge.

    Surrounded by more than a dozen people, Pan Hou and the other two men kept their expressions unchanged and yelled loudly. The Emei thorns in their hands were as sharp as a snake's letter, and they resisted three or four people at the same time. The other two old men were also not far behind. One used a sword and the other used a sword.  The sword, the light of the sword was like lightning, the shadow of the sword was vague, and water could not penetrate it. Xiao Yuesheng stood in the middle, just standing by and watching.

    This group of people is quite good at attacking in groups. Song Sishan stood outside the circle, folding his hands, with a sneer on his long and narrow face: "Pan, there is no need to struggle. If you just surrender, I am not a stingy person. I will spare you."  One life!"

    "Fart!" Pan Hou yelled angrily, and the Emei thorn swung out faster. With a "pop" sound, it pierced the arm of the person on the opposite side without stopping. He flashed to avoid the sword thrust from an angle.

    The injured man retreated quickly, and the people behind rushed up to fill his gap, resisting Pan Hou's frontal impact, advancing and retreating, with skillful cooperation and full tacit understanding.

    "Haha" Pan Hou laughed twice, waving the Emei Thorn while laughing: "Have fun, have fun!"

    Xiao Yuesheng stood behind him. Seeing that the expressions of these dozen people remained unchanged, their expressions were calm, and their attacks were still unhurried. It was obvious that he wanted to grind them to death, so he reminded him: "Gang Leader Pan, let's rush out."

    "Okay, rush out!" Pan Hou agreed. With a shake of his arm, the Emei thorns danced into a ball and exploded into a ball of silver pear blossoms.

    "Dang Dang Dang" sounded three times, Emei stabbed the three swords at the same time, and Pan Hou moved his feet towards the door.

    There were four other people standing behind Song Sishan. Seeing this, one of them rushed out, unsheathed his long sword, turned into a little cold star, and stabbed Pan Hou quickly.

    With a crisp sound of "dang", Pan Hou raised his Emei thorn to resist, and when it touched the tip of the sword, he couldn't help but take a big step back and returned to his original position.

    Xiao Yuesheng stood behind him. When Pan Hou stepped back, Xiao Yuesheng could only take a step back and stand in his original position again.

    Once again, we were in a tough fight, with three or four people fighting against one person. Although each of them was not as good at martial arts as Pan Hou and the other three, they worked together in a tacit understanding. They came and went, covering and resisting each other. It was like one person with three heads and six arms, and they were extremely powerful.

    "Song, you've got a chance!" Pan Hou was caught in a bitter fight, his expression did not change, and he laughed loudly: "If you continue to pester me, don't blame me, Pan, for being ungrateful!"

    "Oh¡ª¡ª?" Song Sishan folded his hands and said with a smile: "Could it be that Gang Leader Pan still has a killing move?"

    Pan roared and swung Emei's thorn quickly, laughing loudly: "If you can force Pan to use his killing move, you Song Sishan must be quite capable!"

    Song Sishan sneered: "I would like to learn from you!"

    "Since you are so ungrateful, Pan will not be polite anymore!" Pan Hou snorted in a deep voice and shouted loudly: "Spectral Stab¡ª¡ª!"

    The Emei thorns suddenly transformed into several handles, and the shadows of the thorns enveloped the three people in front of them. First, there was the sound of "dang, dang, dang," the sound of gold and iron, and then there were two "puff" sounds.

    There were two people in front of Pan Hou who suddenly stepped back. The people behind them were quite surprised, and they were stunned for a moment, and they were a little slow to take up their positions.

    Pan Hou took the opportunity to rush forward and shouted: "Get out!"

    He rushed forward desperately, as if he was possessed by a god, and he was majestic. In front of him were the shadows of Emei thorns all over the sky, like several thorns attacking at the same time. It was extremely frightening. It could be said that he was invincible, and there was no one who could defeat him. In the blink of an eye, he was already there.  Rushed to the door.

    When he arrived at the door, he couldn't help but stop. The four people blocking the door were all old men with different appearances. They all looked calm and unwavering.

    They looked indifferently at Pan Hong, who was all hair and beard. He swung his long sword in his hand and formed a sword net, which stood still like a rock hit by the roaring waves. No matter how fast Pan Hong danced, it was still difficult to break through their sword net.  .

    "Damn it, I just don't believe it!" Pan roared and charged forward again, swinging the Emei thorn faster, and the thorn shadow in the sky rolled over, seeming to engulf the four of them.

    The two old men behind him were under greater pressure. Song Sishan and the others were chasing after them, swarming forward, trying to eat them in one bite.

    The thorns all over the sky gradually became sparse, and Pan Hou's breath was heavy, showing signs of exhaustion. Although the power of the splitting thorns was great, it consumed a lot of internal energy. After these rounds, the true energy in the body had been completely emptied, and he was gradually unable to support it.

    "Brother Xiao, I'm really sorry, I'm going to hurt you today!" Pan roared, slowing down his moves to avoid being exhausted, but still laughing loudly.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, reached his hand forward, put it against his back, shook his head, and said: "Gang Leader Pan, there is no need to feel guilty, it's just the right time for me."

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?He looked up to the sky and laughed: "Haha, on the road to the underworld, with Brother Xiao as my companion, I won't be lonely. When we get to the underworld, let's have a good drink!"

    "That's not necessary." Xiao Yuesheng smiled, his internal energy circulated, and he spit it out from the palm of his hand.

    Pan Hou was already exhausted and could barely maintain the Emei School's moves to avoid being noticed by the opponent that he was strong on the outside but weak on the inside. Suddenly, a hot current surged into his back, indifferent and indifferent. Although it was not vigorous, it seemed to be endless and continuous.  Absolutely.

    Pan Hou was greatly surprised. He turned his head slightly and saw that it was indeed Xiao Yuesheng. He was so surprised that he didn't expect that he had misjudged him.

    "Gang Leader Pan, you might as well deceive them." Xiao Yuesheng's lips moved slightly, making a sound like a gnat. Outsiders could not hear the sound, but Pan Hou could hear it clearly.

    Pan Hou was not stupid. While waving the Emei thorn, he was still weak and his bright eyes moved slightly.

    He turned around sharply, glared angrily at Song Sishan who was standing behind the crowd, and shouted: "Song, I will kill you first!"

    After saying that, he shouted: "Protector Cheng, change positions!"

    Protector Cheng had a skinny figure, holding a long knife in his hand, and waved it out with a cold light. It looked as light as nothing, just like holding a firewood stick. When he heard Pan Hou's cry, the light of the knife suddenly rose sharply, and the coldness was overwhelming. At the same time,  His figure moved, and he had changed positions with Pan Hou, standing against the four old men.

    "Kill¡ª¡ª!" Pan shouted, his eyes were red, and he led the three of them towards Song Si Mountain. Emei thorns swung again, scattering thorns all over the sky, which were a bit more powerful than before. Whoever takes the lead  Invincible, no one can stop it.

    Xiao Yuesheng followed closely behind him, tapping him on the back from time to time to inject a burst of internal energy to prevent him from exhausting his internal energy.

    It¡¯s just that the other two old men were under greater pressure. Without Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s help, they were already injured, either in their hands or on their shoulders, but they still still had the strength to use their hands.

    Song Sishan remained calm and allowed him to rush forward. His long and narrow face was covered with a sneer, his long and narrow eyes burst into cold light, and he shouted coldly: "A trapped beast is still fighting, it's just the end of a powerful crossbow!"

    As he spoke, the sword light flashed. He had already drawn the sword out of its sheath, turned into a bit of cold light, and struck directly at Pan Hou's face. His movement skills were excellent.

    With a "ding" sound, the Emei thorn struck the tip of the sword. The sound was clear and crisp. Pan Hong couldn't help but retreat. Xiao Yuesheng gently held him back, so that his figure was not scattered.

    "Okay, how many brushes are there!" Pan roared with laughter, feeling warm and warm inside his body, and his inner strength was endlessly being used. His eyes widened, he shook his Emei thorns, and hummed: "Do you have the guts to give Pan a try?  !¡±

    Song Sishan sneered, glanced at him, ignored him, and waved his hand vigorously: "Let's go together! Kill without hesitation!"

    Song Sishan has a gloomy temperament. Now that the situation is so good, how can he show off his courage?

    Pan Hou turned around and looked back, glanced at the two guardians, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and whispered to Xiao Yuesheng: "Brother Xiao, please leave first!"

    "Gang leader Pan, rush to the door first. When you get to the door, I will take action unexpectedly, or there may be a chance to rush out." Xiao Yuesheng replied in a low voice.

    He didn¡¯t expect that Pan Hou would fight back, and he didn¡¯t want to take action. He knew that the martial arts world was a quagmire. Once he took action, trouble would come to him in endless ways.

    It's just that now, he can't help himself, otherwise, Pan Hou, a generous man, might have confessed here. He shook his head and sighed, if he had known this, he might as well have taken action at the door just now, to avoid having to deal with all the trouble and tying up his hands.  Having achieved invincible martial arts, life is really not a happy one!

    "Okay, let's kill again!" Pan Hou responded with enthusiasm and shouted: "Elder Cheng, change positions!"

    The two people's movements were in perfect harmony, and the people around them could not stop them. They could only let them change positions freely. They couldn't help but feel that their faces were dull, and their offensive became more fierce.

    Xiao Yuesheng stretched out his hands, put them on the backs of the two old men respectively, channeled a burst of internal energy, then stopped his hands and adjusted his breath, ready to go.

    Supported by Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s internal strength, Pan roared with authority and rushed to the door in the blink of an eye.

    Song Sishan's face turned blue, and his narrow eyes were filled with cold light. He never expected that this man named Pan would be so difficult to deal with. He could come and go whenever he wanted. If he hadn't invited four elders, these people wouldn't be able to stop him!

    Thinking that if I couldn¡¯t kill him this time and let the tiger go back to the mountain, I might not be able to sleep well for a day in the future, my murderous intention became even more intense, so I drew my sword and rushed forward.

    His swordsmanship is far superior to that of his subordinates. Protector Cheng danced with his long sword in a ball, protecting himself without seeking to kill the enemy. He was already exhausted, but Xiao Yuesheng's internal energy poured in, like a long drought encountering rain, and he suddenly recovered, but this  Song Sishan's swordsmanship was extremely sinister, and with a silent sword strike, just when his strength was getting old, he couldn't avoid it, and he was struck by the sword on his right shoulder.

    Protector Cheng snorted and gritted his teeth, unable to stopXue, waving the long knife, protected his body, and stared at Song Sishan with his eyes.

    "Hi¡ª¡ª!" A sharp whistle sounded. Elder Ge, who was guarding the entrance, only felt a silver light flash in front of his eyes, and a strong force surged from the long sword in his hand. No matter how hard it was to hold, it flew out.

    But it was Xiao Yuesheng who used the magical power of snapping his fingers.

    Pan Hou was overjoyed, his Emei thorn suddenly accelerated, his body rushed forward, his whole body's potential was stimulated, life and death depended on this moment!

    Elder Ge¡¯s cultivation was all about swordsmanship. Without his weapon, he could only take a step back to avoid the Emei thorn. The impregnable door was suddenly broken, and Pan Hong rushed out like a tiger emerging from a coffin.

    "Hi¡ª¡ª!" There was a sharp roar again, and with a flash of silver light, another elder's sword flew up from his hand. Pan Hou saw it clearly this time, but it turned out to be a silver bead as a hidden weapon. The three of him did not have this  This kind of thing must have been done by Brother Xiao.

    On the streets of Xuzhou City, at noon, people mostly hide in the shade and rarely walk around on the streets, making it seem quite empty.

    Pan Hou and the four others were running in front, followed by a group of people chasing after them, causing people in the restaurant to look around and talk a lot.

    Pan Hou used Qing Kung to run quickly, turned around and laughed loudly: "Brother Xiao, I didn't expect you to be a hidden master. I made a mistake this time!"

    "My little brother's harvest skills are not worth mentioning." Xiao Yuesheng laughed and said, what he performed at his feet was a very common light skill in martial arts - eight steps to catch the cicada, step forward step by step, each step took a long time.  Far away, when he came, there was still a leisurely atmosphere.

    "Thanks to Xiao Shaoxia's help, otherwise, I would have left this old bone here!" Elder Cheng chuckled, his old and thin face looked like a flower, the injury on his right shoulder had been acupunctured to stop the bleeding, and medicine had been applied  , Skin injuries, no injuries to muscles or bones.

    "You can't just ignore death." Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, glanced behind him, and said, "We're almost at the end of the field, right?  They should still have an ambush!"

    "Hey, they have an ambush, how could Pan not?" Pan Hou laughed, very cheerfully, and the feeling of escaping from death made him extremely excited.

    As he spoke, he reached out and took out something from his arms, pulled it hard, and shot up into the sky, followed by a long whistle and exploded in the air. Then there was another blast, a double-shot cannon.

    "Brother Xiao, don't worry, my men and horses will be here soon!" Pan Hoo has good dexterity skills, his feet are dust-free, his face is filled with pride, and he doesn't look like he is running away at all.

    "That's good." Xiao Yuesheng nodded and said no more.

    Running to the south of the city, there was still a distance from the city gate. A group of people, about a dozen people, rushed towards us. Pan Hou laughed loudly: "Brother Xiao, we don't have to run!"

    "Gang leader!" "Gang leader!" The group of people shouted loudly from a distance away. They were all strong men, with dark skin and white teeth.

    ¡°You guys, you¡¯re well on your way!¡± Pan Ho laughed loudly and stopped, wanting to be more calm so as not to lose the prestige of the leader of his gang.

    "It's better to leave." Xiao Yuesheng smiled bitterly and pointed.

    Over there, another group of people turned around from the west corner, but there were more than twenty people, obviously coming towards them.

    "Grandma, retreat!" Pan Hou stamped his feet angrily, waved his hand, and used Qinggong again, leading a group of people and rushing towards the south gate of the city.

    They ran all the way and finally left Xuzhou City, leaving Song Sishan and the others behind, and boarded a ship, Pan Hou's own ship.
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