The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 945: Player

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The opponent has five holy masters and thousands of monk soldiers.

There are only two saints on my side, and one of them is a long-range player.

The ten thousand Divine Sword Army seems to be evenly matched against the thousands of monk soldiers. The biggest problem now is these five holy orders.

That woman, did she say that to me?

If...isn't she Xu Yunqing?

How is she doing now?

Fu Xiaoguan's eyes were searching in the distance, and he saw Xu Yunqing. Xu Yunqing fell to the left. She struck the ground with her sword and stood up with difficulty.

She spit out a mouthful of blood, wiped her mouth with her sleeve, and smoothed the messy hair from her forehead.

But then, Fu Xiaoguan saw the old monk flying towards Xu Yunqing - "Shoot him...!"

Fu Xiaoguan roared loudly, and Bei Wangchuan concentrated on shooting an arrow.

"Here comes the gun!"

Xu Xinyan took off the black box, and Fu Xiaoguan opened the black box - "Bei Wangchuan, keep shooting at him!"

Bei Wangchuan shot one arrow after another.

A great monk in red flew towards them. Xu Xinyan was about to meet the enemy with a long sword in her hand, but was stopped by Fu Xiaoguan: "Don't move!"

Fu Xiaoguan took out the big gun, but held the small gun in his other hand.

Bei Wangchuan did not look at the holy monk who flew over. He had been shooting arrows at the head of the Buddhist sect.

Jia Nanxing fought a **** battle. He restrained two monks in red, but he was injured in many places.

The great monk in red who rushed towards Fu Xiaoguan roared in the air, and the long sword in his hand came towards him. At the same time, another great monk in red came with a long sword, and the sword was fierce. , as if the sunshine in the sky was cut off.

Fu Xiaoguan held the small gun, narrowed his eyes slightly, and aimed at the big monk in red who was holding the sword.

At this moment, the great monk in red suddenly felt a chill. This was an instinct from his heart. He didn’t know where this huge danger came from. He had already used up seven percent of his strength. He was only ten feet away from Fu Xiaoguan.

"Go to hell...!"

He saw Fu Xiaoguan's fierce look, and then he heard a crisp gunshot...

"Bang!"

One shot hit the center of the eyebrow.

There seems to be a flower blooming in the sky.

But another knife has arrived.

Fu Xiaoguan shot again instantly, but this shot failed to hit.

He fired several shots, but only one shot hit the leg of the knife-wielding monk.

The sword was sharp, but it didn't change.

Bei Wangchuan's arrow finally missed.

The old monk holding the tin staff flew up again. This time he did not fly towards Xu Yunqing, but towards Fu Xiaoguan!

He stood up from the ground, waved his tin stick in his hand, and rushed straight towards Fu Xiaoguan!

At this moment, Xu Yunqing didn’t know where the power came from. She roared: "Bald donkey, die!" She also spread out her figure and chased the sect leader. With a bite of her silver teeth, she threw The sword in his hand.

The sword was as bright as a shooting star, and it went straight towards the sect leader's vest!

The sect leader turned around at this moment, dropped the tin staff in his hand, and knocked away the sword with one strike. The staff's power was still strong, and it hit Xu Yunqing like a mountain.

Xu Yunqing looked at Fu Xiaoguan again and shouted: "My son...are you so stupid? Run...!"

Fu Xiaoguan picked up the big gun and didn't look at the slashing knife.

He needs to fire this shot, for the sake of the woman he met for the first time, the mother of his body!

He steadily raised the gun and took aim. In the scope, the old monk's tin staff hit Xu Yunqing's body before his eyes.

His cheeks puffed up and he pulled the trigger at that moment.

This is the last bullet.

The moment he pulled the trigger, he was relieved.

At the moment when he pulled the trigger, Xu Yunqing gritted his teeth and punched the staff.

At that moment, Jia Nanxing was pierced through the abdomen with a sword, but his fist smashed the head of a great monk in red.

"Bang...!"

At the moment when the gunfire sounded, a sword came from the east.

The sword coming from the east cut off the one that struck Xu Xinyan.

At the moment when the sword was broken, the body of the sect leader suddenly burst into a cloud of blood, which was extremely brilliant.

Fu Xiaoguan didn't put down the gun. He saw through the scope that the shot hit the old monk's abdomen. The old monk was knocked away by the powerful force of the shot. You deserve to die!

Then, he saw the sect leader's face... He was actually smiling!

Fu Xiaoguan hurriedly turned the gun, and through the scope, he saw the last scene - the clan leader's tin staff hit Xu Yunqing's shoulder!

Xu Yunqing was falling, but her face was facing in the direction of Fu Xiaoguan. She was also smiling, her face was covered in blood, and her mouth was bleeding.

Fu Xiaoguan's whole body was cold, "Mother...!"

He roared, dropped the big gun in his hand and rushed out.

Xu Yunqing fell to the ground, and the ground was covered with fine peach blossoms.

The flowers have just left the branches, but they are still very beautiful.

Fu Xiaoguan squatted on the ground, picked up Xu Yunqing, and yelled with all his strength: "Mother...!"

Xu Yunqing's eyes opened slightly, and through that sliver of vision, she finally saw her son clearly at such a close distance - his son was very handsome, and he had the same style as my mother back then.

She tried to raise her hands tremblingly, but found that she could not do it after all.

Fu Xiaoguan grabbed her hand and covered his face, "Mom, hold on, I can save you, you must hold on! Someone, someone...!"

"Son... don't bother, mother, my meridians are broken... After what happened, go find your father... His coffin is still in Beijuncheng..."

Xu Yunqing tilted his neck and lowered his hand along Fu Xiaoguan's face.

She closed her eyes, but with a satisfied smile on her face.

A piece of peach blossom fell and fell on her face, where there was still a patch of sunshine.

"Ah...! Ah...! Ah...!"

Fu Xiaoguan looked up to the sky and roared like a furious beast.

"Kill them! I want them all to be buried with my mother...!"

"Disciple, being a teacher is as you wish!"

Fu Xiaoguan turned around and saw an old man wearing blue linen clothes walking towards him step by step.

Others are walking in the air, and his sword is arrogant in the distance - just arrogant!

The monk holding the knife still held the knife in half.

His body is the same as his sword, half a body.

The two parts of his body were falling, but the sword had already entered the peach forest. All the peach trees in the peach forest fell down, and countless peach blossoms were cut into countless petals by the sword energy.

That sword killed the red monk opposite Jia Nanxing, and then cut into the monk soldiers.

The blood energy suddenly rose and filled the entire Taoyuan.

"Fan Wuxiang, you bald donkey, you actually dare to come and kill my closed disciples! I will demolish all your monk temples!"

Fu Xiaoguan looked at it blankly. He carried Xu Yunqing's body and walked step by step into the courtyard. There was no color in his eyes, and there were no tragic wails in his ears.

Xu Yunqing was alive, but died again.

Since she is alive, why has she never come to see me in all these years?

She is really dead now, dying in her arms.

He still has many things to ask her. He wants to know where she has been all these years.

He wanted to know who wrote the song "Farewell Cambridge".

He originally thought that Xu Yunqing came from that world like him, and he still thinks so now, but he couldn't get a personal response from her.

He wanted to tell her everything that happened in that world. He thought there would be such a person in this world who could speak a common language with him.

All of this disappeared like a dream.

The battle is over. The Guanzhu’s sword has killed all the enemies and cut off the head of the sect leader.

The courtyard had been silent for a long time, until the wind picked up, and a broken plum blossom floated on Fu Xiaoguan's face.

He suddenly woke up, looked at the beautiful face in his arms, and stopped crying.

He raised his head and looked at the pale Jian Nanxing.

Looking at Xu Xinyan, who was wearing pear blossoms and raining flowers, at Bei Wangchuan, who was bowing his head sadly, and finally fell on the old Taoist priest wearing blue linen clothes.

"You...are my master?"

Su Changsheng was heartbroken. He pulled his hands into fists, his nails dug into his flesh, and blood flowed from between his fingers and dripped to the ground.

"I am your master, I am late."

"...Maybe this is fate." Fu Xiaoguan handed Xu Yunqing's body to Xu Xinyan. He took a deep breath and stood in front of Yu Wenwen, who had just woken up.

Yu Wendao climbed up quickly, but what he saw was not what he imagined.

Lost?

Lost in this way?

Can't this kill him?

It was only at this moment that Yu Wenwen felt a deep chill. He had carefully planned and exhausted all his efforts, but his flawless Chun Lei plan still couldn't kill him!

Fu Xiaoguan stared at Yu Wenqing coldly. In his cold eyes, the young friend he once drank and chatted with looked like a dead person at this moment.

"You are really stupid! It is true that I want to plot against the Yu Dynasty, not because Emperor Xuan stabbed me, but because I really love the Yu Dynasty."

"I never thought of using force to regain the Yu Dynasty. It was your stupidity and overestimation of your capabilities that forced me to plan the Jingzhe plan."

Fu Xiaoguan takes a step forward,

"I said, if you do something wrong, you have to pay the price!"

Yu asked where he had seen Fu Xiaoguan look like this. He couldn't help but take two steps back, "What do you want to do?"

"I wanted to keep you alive, because it won't help if you die. What I want is to defeat your army and build a powerful empire...because you are incompetent!"

"You cannot give the people a happy and healthy life."

"You don't have the common people in your minds at all, you are just doing it for your own ridiculous rights."

"You shouldn't have involved Fan Guo, and you shouldn't have brought these **** monks here!"

Fu Xiaoguan yelled, with a ferocious look on his face: "Do you know you killed my mother?"

"You...are unpardonable,"

"Remember, if you do something wrong, you have to pay the price!"

Fu Xiaoguan pulled out Xu Xinyan's sword, "No...!" Jia Nanxing exclaimed, but Fu Xiaoguan's sword still fell down.

"I tell you, I want to build a powerful country, and it's called... Daxia!"

"Poof...!"

Yu Wenwen’s body fell down.

Fu Xiaoguan didn't take a second look. He took Xu Yunqing's body and said in a cold and indifferent voice:

"Return to the palace."

"Prepare to conquer Fan State!"