MTL - My Wife Is the Martial Alliance Head-Chapter 1660 Little tiger

1660 Tigers get out

Chen Junhua's body slipped out again, after all, it was Wu Huang's shot, and his body smashed directly into the back wall.

Chen Junhua's body was embedded in the wall, but he shattered the surrounding stones and stood up, holding the big sword like a door again in his hands.

"It's also my honor to play against the Emperor!"

Chen Junhua is a real martial artist, otherwise Li Fan would not have been abducted.

"I've seen my Huashan Epee, then please try my Dragon Sword."

Chen Junhua said, put the big sword on the ground, and then pull out!

With a sound of Canglang, a normal-sized three-meter Qingfeng was pulled out by him and held in his hands.

"Dragon sword? Children's stuff!"

Emperor Wu said, raising his hand, a strong palm wind directly hit Chen Junhua's body. Although Chen Junhua is very strong in swordsmanship, he can't stop the powerful palm force of Wu Huang! He was blown out again and hit the wall heavily.

"What about even swordsmanship?"

The Emperor Wu mocked, "In the face of absolute strength, even the subtle swordsmanship is useless!"

With that said, Emperor Wu's body flickered, appeared in front of Chen Junhua, and patted Chen Junhua's head directly. But Chen Junhua suddenly stabbed a sword, very fast! He practiced with a big sword all year round, and at this time broke away from the comfort of the big sword, and the speed seemed to be liberated! His sword almost surpassed the speed of sound, and instantly reached the emperor's eyebrows!

"when!"

As soon as Wu Huang reached out, he quickly blocked the sword.

"Your sword is really fast, but it's not enough to fight against puppets!"

As soon as Wu Huang's words fell, Chen Junhua stabbed again and again! He seemed to pierce hundreds of swords in a flash!

The air in front of them seemed to be separated, but Wu Huang also worked hard in the blink of an eye, continuously avoiding Chen Junhua's sword.

"Dragon of Huashan."

Chen Junhua's sting sword is almost unparalleled in the world, and he used his sword skills to force Wu Huang back a few steps.

"You can make me back, you're proud!"

Wu Huang patted the dust on his body and said.

"But that's it, too."

The Emperor Wu seemed to have lost his interest in Chen Junhua. "Hundreds of people, kill him."

"Roar!"

The bear-head jumped directly and rushed to Chen Junhua!

"Dragon of Huashan!"

Chen Junhua suddenly made a quick sword, pierced the opponent's helmet instantly, and poked one of his eyes. But the other party didn't mean to step back, as if he didn't know the pain, he flew into a slap and drew it on Chen Junhua!

A large piece of Chen Junhua's chest was torn, flying out, smashing the back wall and falling outside. But the archangel suddenly appeared, took him in his arms, and flew away with his wings.

"The second pass is over."

Wang Xiaoran stood next to him, and said, "The next step is the third one. Come on."

"No process implies that Guzheng has been lost, and it has lost its fighting ability."

Jiang Feng laughed, "According to the agreement, can we go back and replace?"

"Of course, but the rules are the same, you have to pass the first and second levels again."

"Hehe, Master Bodhi should still be healing."

Jiang Feng laughed, "I have suffered such an injury, I am afraid I can't recover without lying for a few days."

With that said, he took Cheng Mohan downstairs, and after a while, he returned with a sullen face.

"what happened?"

Seeing that Jiang Feng had not been replaced, Wu Huang could not help asking questions.

"That **** monk, he's as good as ever!"

Jiang Feng, a city like this, couldn't help but get a little mad.

"So it seems that the archangel should have the ability to heal quickly."

Long Fangyu has already understood the mystery, "In this way, we who constantly enter and leave the castle are in a disadvantaged state."

"If you have to hit it every time, it will definitely be bad for us!"

Jiang Feng didn't expect that he had miscalculated. Some worries, "It seems that I can only continue to be hard!"

"Then continue."

Wu Huang sneered, "As long as there is something in his mouth, Li Fan can't find any tricks!"

The six had no escape route and could only continue to explore the castle. The Emperor Wu can sense the breath of the strong, especially the breath of Li Fan, which is very strong and getting closer to himself. If it is not the rules of the game, he will definitely smash the castle wall directly and immediately go to Li Fan! But the Emperor Wu was also afraid that Li Fan would use some means. If he didn't have a helper around him, what if he came to Li Fan and was overcast by him?

The Emperor Wu is confident in his kung fu, but he also has a rough judgment on Li Fan's strength. Even if he progressed, if Li Fan showed all his abilities, he should still be able to fight with himself! If there are other masters around him, even if he is weak, it is a straw that overwhelms himself! The reason why he brought Jiang Feng with him was to have such a plan.

"That Li Fan ... what did he think?"

As Niu Xueyan walked, he was still puzzled. "Isn't it better for them to take everyone to fight with us? Why choose such a so-called game?"

"Do you need to say that?"

Jiang Feng was not very good-tempered at this moment, snorted coldly, full of sarcasm, "My three younger brothers are using this opportunity to train his soldiers!"

"Borrow our hands and hone his combat effectiveness."

Long Fangyu couldn't help but sigh, "It's so courageous, good means ..."

"Then we're going to follow his script? Or give an order, let's call it a thousand people, let's hug up!"

"That is the last resort and the next best thing."

Although Jiang Feng was upset, he hadn't lost his mind yet.

"We can't ignore the threat of the four nuclear bombs. This time, we have entered Li Fan's trap and completely followed his rhythm."

"No matter what he does, I'll break it!"

The Emperor Wu is full of confidence, strength is the strongest means!

He followed Li Fan's strength and continued walking in the castle. In front of it was a slender corridor, and a gust of wind passed through the hall.

"Who is ahead, come out."

Jiang Feng put away the fan and said toward the front.

"Oh, they chose a bad place for me!"

The voice of a teenager came through the corridor, and then a torch lit up the side of the corridor, lighting the corridor.

Le Xiaohu stood there, leaning on a stone pillar, and groaned with dissatisfaction.

"Such a place is overcast and haunted, so uncomfortable!"

"Are you Li Fan's apprentice?"

Seeing Le Xiaohu, Wu Huang was even more jealous. This young boy was so talented that he was apprenticed by Li Fan! However, this also illustrates the fragility of Li Fan, like himself, constantly changing his body, no apprentice is needed!