The Secret of the Seal

In the sword of Wenqi Mountain, the taste is very uncomfortable. The huge and strong crisis, squeezed from all directions, is as if you want to squeeze Ma Yong into a patties. Life and death are only between the beggars, and Ma Yong can't take care of that. He will do all the repairs and do his best to fight with Wenqishan.

"The beasts are still fighting! I see how long you can hold on!" Wenqishan screamed, the sword was more fierce, and the layers of space compressed Ma Yong's activity space.

This is by no means the first time Wenqishan and Ma Yong have played against each other, but this is the first time Wenqishan has completely restrained Ma Yong from the disadvantage. The spirit of the body is swaying, it seems like endless, the feeling of prevailing, makes Wenqishan feel more comfortable.

Ma Yong is already the end of the strong, struggling to resist a moment, finally not paying, his body shape, the flaws suddenly revealed. Wenqishan’s eyes flashed through a cold light, and the sword in his hand was like an eye-opening, such as the thunder and moving, and stabbing Ma Yong’s flaws.

"Not good!" Ma Yong's heart was so fierce, his hair was shocked and erected. I rushed to remedy the remedy. The swords of the Wenqi Mountain were so powerful that the strength was even stronger. All the efforts made by Ma Yong seemed so pale and weak. [

In a moment of life and death, Ma Yong felt desperate. At this time, his ears were so loud, and at the same time, a slap in the face, rushing, not waiting for him to react. The swordsmanship of Wenqi Mountain’s sacrifice suddenly collapsed. Not only that, even Wenqishan was hit hard, blood squirting, and the kite that was as straight as a broken line fell to the ground.

Ma Yong’s heart was shocked. Looking back, it was a big surprise. Zhao Weihu came back.

Seeing that Wen Qishan and Ma Yong had the upper hand in the first battle, killing Ma Yong was a matter of time, and Huang Xiuze did not pay much attention. When Wenqishan was poisoned by Zhao Weihu, Huang Xiuze wanted to shoot again, but it was already late in the fall. He could only watch Wenqishan planted in Zhao Weihu’s hand.

Wenqishan volleyed, Huang Xiuze probed, and the annoying tiger roared. Although Zhao Weihu did not kill Wenqishan, he almost abolished him.

"Huang... Huang Ye..." Wen Qishan hardly bit his teeth and stood up from Huang Xiuze's arms. A pair of heroes were full of anger.

Huang Xiuze nodded to him and said, "You can rest assured! I must be fair to you!"

"Zhao Ye, you can come back!" Ma Yong exclaimed.

Zhao Weihu had a trust in Ma Yong, and he was more appreciative of him. If there is no Ma Yong's desperate resistance, now the patriarch's seal has already fallen to Huang Xiuze's hand, and that thing will be very tricky.

After taking a picture of Ma Yong’s shoulder, Zhao Weihu smiled and said, “Ma Yong, good, Zhao did not misread you! Since then, you are my brother Zhao Weihu!”

Ma Yong hurriedly shouted "Xie Zhaoye!"

Zhao Weihu nodded and glanced at Zhao Xipin, who was next to him. "You and Xipin looked at it, and left the rest to me!"

"Zhao Ye, they..."

After waiting for Ma Yong to finish the conversation, Zhao Weihu shouted with a domineering voice. "You can rest assured! Just rely on them, want to bring me down Zhao Weihu, it is a dream!"

After all, Zhao Weihu swayed and went directly to Huang Xiuze.

The Lord is present, Huang Xiuze knows that the real battle begins. The tiger's body is quite good, and the front face Zhao Weihu.

"Huang Xiuze, you are OK, yelling at me, copying my Zhao’s home?" Zhao Weihu stared at Han Xiuze.

Huang Xiuze smiled coldly and said, "Zhao Weihu, you are not bad. I thought you were dead now. I didn't expect you to be brave."