Ma Jiamen: I was forced to fight for supremacy

Miaoyi nodded slightly to Mengyao, and Mengyao bowed as a greeting to Miaoyi.

He Ling picked up the axe and walked in front of Ma Zhan.

"Chopping down trees again?"

"No, go fight."

Ma Zhan was a little impatient and walked up to Miao Yi and said.

"Master, go and help me. If I really can't win, you have to save me."

"Haha, no."

Miaoyi turned and went into the room, locking the door.

"Master, you've learned bad things~."

Ma Zhan turned around and said to Meng Yao and He Ling.

"Come with me~."

After walking west for nearly twenty miles, He Ling could no longer hold on.

"Little Hun...Uncle Master, how long will it take?"

"Twenty more miles."

He Ling threw away the axe and sat down on the ground.

"I'm not going to leave, are you going to tire me to death?"

Ma Zhan whistled, and Lao Ma jumped out from somewhere.

"Xiao He, are you always lazy during training? You can't even walk this short distance."

He Ling was speechless, "Who can compare with a beast like you?"

In more than half a month, He Ling made rapid progress, mainly in physical strength.

Carrying the axe, I walked nearly ten miles from the bamboo garden to the tree felling base.

He Ling was forced to complete the task independently, which allowed his cultivation to improve rapidly.

He Ling's face flushed with anger, "Old Ma is here, and you still want me to carry the axe for so long."

"You're leaving tomorrow. If I don't let you hold out a little longer today, you won't be able to hold out in the future. Look how good your uncle is to you."

After hearing what Ma Zhan said, Mengyao wanted to laugh and said something kindly.

"Huzi, how can you bully a girl like this?

Sister, you can ride a horse."

He Ling snorted at Ma Zhan and suddenly felt a liking for Meng Yao. He Ling jumped on his horse, and the three of them continued their journey westward.

"Guoshanfeng, come out here, I'm going to chop off that useless thing of yours and feed it to the wolves."

He Ling, who was hiding in the tree, pooh-poohed, "How vulgar."

A figure fell from the sky. Guoshanfeng yawned and said sleepily.

"Little baby, your butt is itchy again?"

Guoshanfeng shook the willow branches in his hand, and this time he used thicker ones.

"If you don't want to get into trouble, get out of here!"

Ma Zhan leaned his giant axe on the ground and said proudly.

"I, the Lannisters, always pay my debts."

"What a mess."

"Look at the axe."

Ma Zhan gathered all his inner energy, leaped into the air, and arched his body.

He raised the axe above his head with both hands, and his body became part of the giant axe.

"Creation of the Heaven and Earth~"

With the chop of the axe, Guo Shanfeng's body moved slightly and moved one meter to the side.

"哐~"

Dust flew, and the ground cracked the moment the giant axe fell to the ground.

Ma Zhan decisively let go and kicked the axe handle with his left foot.

With the help of the dust as cover, the axe handle was whipped violently and hit Guoshanfeng in the abdomen.

Guo Shanfeng was much more cautious during this fight and protected his body with his true qi in advance.

The true energy bounced the axe handle back, and Ma Zhan took the opportunity to grasp the axe handle again.

Then he stood firmly on his feet, twisted his waist with all his strength, and swung the mountain-splitting axe horizontally.

"Pick your ears~"

Although Guo Shanfeng had his true qi protecting his body, he knew that it would be painful to be hit like that.

So he retreated decisively, but the axe kept following him.

Just like it was planned, eyes gouged out, teeth picked, turtles turned over...

The horse battle continued without stopping, leaving no chance for the mountain wind to breathe.

After using up all six axe techniques, Guoshanfeng thought he had a chance to fight back.

But the next second, he froze in place.

It seemed as if it was restricted by something, the flow of internal force was blocked, and the protective true qi was cut off all of a sudden.

The real killing move comes after Ma Zhan's six axe strikes. Using the inertia of the mountain-splitting axe, he leaps forward with his left foot and twists his waist and hips.

A whip kick hit Guoshanfeng's chest, directly knocking Guoshanfeng, who was breaking his defense, back.

Guoshanfeng was hit hard by his confusion, and at the same time, he saw a silver mask.

After landing, Guoshanfeng was no longer restricted and was ready to use his true energy to protect his body again.

Suddenly a thin sword fell from the sky and stabbed Guo Shanfeng's little brother.

After seeing the sharp sword, Guo Shanfeng had only one thought in mind, that is, he must dodge the sword.

However, Gang Ma Zhan's whip kick had already caused considerable shock to his internal organs. He could only endure the discomfort and use his internal strength to move back half a foot.

This short half foot saved his little brother's life and also saved his own life.

The tip of the sword pierced the ground, and the mountain breeze made my crotch feel cold.

He Ling's attack did not end there. She twisted her body to the side, and the tip of her sword kicked up a piece of mud and hit Guo Shanfeng in the face.

Guoshanfeng was unprepared for this sudden change. Dirt hit his eyes and he became blind for a short time.

When Guoshanfeng wanted to rub his eyes, he felt a huge force behind him and flew forward again.

The next moment he stopped in mid-air, unable to move.

After being hit repeatedly, he was overwhelmed by the mountain and his consciousness was briefly confused.

After a burst of tinnitus, he only heard a string of arrogant laughter.

“I can resist and fight, and I can seduce you head-on.

Mengyao sets up a formation to control you, the assassin hides in the grass and attacks, and I will collect the kills.

You are just a bandit, you haven't even read the Art of War, what can you use to fight me?"

Guoshanfeng woke up, his tinnitus disappeared, and his vision recovered.

"I've been screwed this time. I didn't expect this guy to be so clever."

The old man with the hooked nose not far away nodded, then shook his head.

It seemed like an approval of the battle plan and dissatisfaction with Guo Shanfeng's underestimation of the enemy.

The old man waved his left hand, and a ball of flesh rushed forward.

The movement of the meatball cannot be said to be running, but rather flying close to the ground.

Ma Zhan was lowering his head to look for a suitable weapon to avenge the spanking.

He suddenly felt a wild boar rushing towards him, "bang~, bang~".

Ma Zhan was knocked out and stuck against a big tree that two people could hug together.

When Ma Zhan slid down from the tree trunk and raised his head again, Meng Yao and He Ling had been restrained and were sitting on the ground.

"Fuck~, a wine barrel."

When Ma Zhan saw who was coming, he sighed like this.

A fat man less than 1.7 meters tall. Ma Zhan, who has lived two lives, has never seen such a fat man.

He suspected that if the fat man moved any longer, he would die suddenly.

The fat man has a wine jar in his left hand, messy hair, unshaven beard, and bare chest.

In the past, it affected the cityscape.

Ma Zhan got up and rushed forward in a low position, and it seemed that he could burst the fat man's belly with one punch.

The next second, Ma Zhan flew back along the original route and hit the tree again.

"It's really a barrel... a human bomb attack. I wonder if a wine jar thrown at me will explode and kill me."

Ma Zhan was complaining in his heart, but he didn't stop.

He charged again, this time aiming for the fat man's head.

But the ending was already determined, and Ma Zhan was bounced away again.

Ma Zhan kept changing his attack targets, and the fat man was bounced away by his big belly.

The fat man was smiling all the time, which made Ma Zhan very angry.