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Buzz, buzz...

In the palm of the master of the history museum, a steel forged club shook with a hand, and it turned out to be buzzing.

Like a bronze bell, Dalu, trembling in all directions.

A sudden stabbing, even more ear-piercing screams, but the sound made many bandits pale.

Facing the front, I am afraid it will be a hole, without exception.

Sticks are like spears, piercing, stabbing, throwing, and banging, and many methods are turned into oolongs that are full of madness.

"Rumble..."

In an instant, the compacted ground was torn apart, mud and smoke were everywhere, making it difficult to see with the naked eye.

Just listen to the loud noise, which comes from it.

"The three chiefs." A bandit with worry on his face, asked in a low voice:

"Big Chief, there will be nothing wrong, right?"

"Don't worry." Lan Xiuying's beautiful eyes flashed:

"Although this person is very strong, he is not yet an opponent of the big boss."

The air in the field shook, the smoke and dust scattered, showing the history of the master holding a stick and a spear.

"drink!"

He yelled, raised his front hand slightly, contracted his back hand, shook his waist and abdomen, and pierced the stick.

In an instant, all his energy and energy melted into this stick.

An unremarkable front stab was hit, but it was like a sea wave rolling wildly, and there were gusts of wind a few meters ahead.

On the ground, a large piece of land was smashed away by force.

"Peng!"

Such a powerful stick stopped abruptly.

The green-faced tiger smiled grimly, stretched forward with one hand, his arm flushed with blood, tightly holding the front end of the club.

"So it was marksmanship?"

He dismissed a smile, stomped his feet, and an infinite force emerged, pushing the master of the history museum back and forth again and again.

"Go to the gun head, don't you want to kill people?"

A frontal punch was blasted, and the main body of the History Museum shook, and a thread of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Hidden cultivation base, do you want to be a world-class expert?"

With a palm down, the master of the history museum tried desperately to intercept it with a stick, but was swept away by Juli fiercely.

"There is a story, right?"

"To be a great hero, right?"

The green-faced tiger roared again and again, the power of his fist beat one blow, and in the end it was blood red all over.

When the palm came out, the red light surged like a ghost.

"Kneel down to Lao Tzu!"

"Peng!"

The master of the history museum weakened his knees and fell heavily to the ground. The club in his hand was also blasted into several pieces.

A terrifying coercion emerged in front of him. It was difficult for him to resist, even the roar in his mouth appeared to be weaker and weaker.

"Humph!"

The green-faced tiger strode forward with a sneer, stretched out his big hand, and easily clasped the head of the master of the history museum.

"If you want to be a hero, you have to see if you have this ability!"

"hiss……"

He took a deep breath, his eyes faintly throbbed, and a strange energy burst out of his palm.

Energetic energy rushed into the main body of the history museum, madly curling up the essence, and then surged upward again.

"what?"

"Do not!"

The main body of the History Museum trembled, his eyes widened, but he couldn't stop the blood flowing out of his body.

But after three or five breaths, he, who was originally a burly man, had shrivelled and shrivelled, as if he was seventy years old.

Such strange scenes not only make the onlookers look at the devil, but even the bandits turn pale.

Lan Xiuying even tightened her beautiful eyes, showing concern:

"The master's skill has become more and more domineering, but his xinxing has also become more and more cruel..."

"Who is in charge here?"

Suddenly, a light and fluttering voice fell into everyone's ears clearly.

Even if the surrounding strong wind roared and the fire burst, it could not be suppressed.

The crowd was taken aback and looked to the side after hearing the sound.

There, a man who looked like a weak scholar took the child and stood quietly in the field.

Although the visitor seemed weak, Lan Xiuying stretched her body subconsciously, touching the soft whip on her waist with one hand.

When did this person come here?

Although her movements were very small, she could not escape Moqiu's perception. She immediately looked sideways:

"It's you?"

Before the sound fell, his figure appeared in front of the opponent, and the two were less than three feet apart.

No one can see how he moved, just like a ghost that appeared in the day, making people chill.

"Uh……"

Lan Xiuying opened her mouth slightly, subconsciously wanted to move, but found that she was unable to move at all.

It's like an invisible mountain imprisoning the body, except for the sound, even a blink of an eye can't be achieved.

what happened?

"it is good!"

In the field.

The green-faced tiger's eyes widened, and he flung the dying history museum owner in his palm to the side.

"Another master, it's time to come!"

At the sound of falling, he laughed, his whole body was full of blood, and the whole person turned into a red glow and charged straight.

"Um?"

Mo Qiu raised his eyebrows as if he was a little surprised, then his complexion sank, and he lifted it with one hand.

Giant Spirit Hand!

In mid-air, an invisible giant palm fell from the sky, like the force of a thousand jun, and boldly blasted above the blood.

"boom!"

The big earthquake trembled, and a palm print covering an area of ​​about ten feet deep appeared in the center of the venue.

At the center of the palm print, it was the blue-faced tiger who had just shown its mighty power.

There was silence in the court.

Everyone looked at the master of the museum, who was like a skeleton, and then at the blue-faced tiger who had collapsed on the ground, all looking dull.

"Uh...uh..."

The body of the green-faced tiger was trembling, and his muscles throbbed, desperately struggling to raise his head from the pit.

"Dead...damn it!"

"what!"

He looked up to the sky and roared, his eyes were red, and he suddenly jumped high, roaring and rushing again.

"Give me..."

The phantom shook in front of him, and a huge boxing front hit head-on, sweeping with infinite power.

"Peng!"

Heisha true body!

Da Hei Tian Fist!

Quadruple increase!

With a punch, a huge burst of power broke the green-faced tiger's body in a flash, and even shook it into a **** mist in the sky.

Only a piece of cloth was grabbed by Mo Qiu's hand.

The blue-faced tiger, who was still showing great power just now, had no bones in the blink of an eye.

There is no real bones left!

"Now, who has the final say here?" Mo Qiu said again, his voice a little impatient.

"Guru..."

In the crowd, someone had their throat rolling, and countless eyes fell on Lan Xiuying's body.

In the past, she was extremely enjoying the attention of everyone, but at this time she only felt cold all over her body, wishing to find a place to sew in.

"Big...hero." She stammered:

"What's your order?"

"I'm looking for a few people." Mo Qiu said, he had already asked Ms. Liu's current identity through Qiuliang:

"Liu Jinxi, the young wife of Jiangyou Commercial Bank, and Wenying, a close-knit maid by her side."

"Give you two sticks of incense time and invite someone over."

Glancing at the audience, his expression sank:

"Don't want to leave. You can look at your right hand. The black line will spread to your body after two sticks of incense. If there is no antidote, suicide may be more comfortable."

"so……"

He spoke indifferently:

"If you can't find anyone, you will die!"

"The dead are found, and you will die too!"

"call……"

A cold wind whispered quietly across the ground, and a group of bandits in the field looked at the slowly spreading black line on their right hand, and they were all cold.

"Find!"

Suddenly, Lan Xiuying's crazy, sharp roar sounded:

"If you don't want to die, you can **** hurry and find it for my old lady!"

"You don't have long legs, do you?"

Before the sound fell, she worked hard to exert her light skills and rushed towards a tall building in front of her.

It is easier to find people when you see clearly at high places.

…………

escape!

The farther you escape, the better.

Liu Jinxi looked panicked, and with the support of a few people behind her, she desperately fled toward the north.

Behind him, a familiar scream sounded.

Obviously, another guard of the firm was killed by the bandits.

"drive!"

"Peng!"

To the side, the wall suddenly shattered, and one person rushed out on a healthy horse covered in blood.

The rider fractured one arm, leaped down with his teeth clenched, and yelled at Liu Jinxi:

"Madam, get on the horse!"

"Fang Guardian." Liu Jinxi's eyes lit up:

"you……"

"leave me alone."

Fang Huwei didn't know how to escape from that big sword Zhou Shan's men, and he actually snatched a horse.

He waved at Liu Jinxi:

"You get on the horse first, leave quickly, and your subordinates will lead people to hold them. Wenying, help Miss get on the horse!"

"Miss!"

Wen Ying hurriedly helped Liu Jinxi to mount, but found that her wrist was tightly grasped.

"Miss?"

"Wen Ying, you go with me." Liu Jinxi said anxiously:

"The two of us are very light. This horse is enough to carry two people. You forgot that Qiuliang is waiting for you outside."

"Miss……"

Wen Yingjiao's body trembled lightly, and her eyes were already full of tears.

She shook her head, desperately shook her head, her wrists contracted desperately, and even tore the cuffs.

"The young lady treats me like a mountain, if Wenying is still dragging you down at this time, is it still a human being?"

"Seeking good..."

"Just leave it to Miss!"

As he said, his bare hand slapped the horse's buttocks, palms as strong as needles, and stab to the next. The healthy horse immediately neighed and rushed forward.

"Miss, see you in the next life!"

Watching the other party leave, Wen Ying shook his hand and took out the two Hidden Blades, gritted his teeth and rushed towards the bandit.

"boom!"

"puff……"

The guards stayed one by one, and were beheaded by bandits one after another, and the remaining people fled in all directions.

"Your guardian is doing your duty, but it's a pity that you have an elm-headed head and don't open your mind!"

Broadsword Zhou Shan carried the dying Fang guard, grinned, and threw it aside:

"Leave him a breath for the boss to enjoy!"

"Yes!"

"Search!"

"Find out, kill all the men, and leave the women. If anyone dares to resist, don't be merciful!"

"Yes!"

Wen Ying's waist and abdomen were wounded, her right arm was dripping with blood, her body struck a family diagonally, and staggered to flee.

The blood flowed less and less, and the consciousness became more and more blurred.

I'm dying!

Realizing this, she couldn't help but feel sad, and all the past scenes came to mind, and the shadows of people that had been forgotten also came to mind, as if they could be touched.

"drive!"

"drive!"

The familiar sound of horseshoes made her subconsciously raise her head, her eyes trance, her complexion suddenly changed.

"Miss!"

Her face was sad and her voice was weak and moved:

"You...you are confused!"

"let's go together!"

With tears in her eyes, Liu Jinxi suddenly pulled Wen Ying up in the face of her stubbornness, and she was about to return on her horse.

"Dare to come back?" Zhou Shan, the broad sword chasing from behind, looked surprised, and then sneered:

"Really seeking a dead end!"

"Peng!"

"Sizzle..."

Jianma screamed, Wen Ying only felt that her eyes were dark, and she was hugged by her young lady and crashed into a bonfire~lightnovelpub.net~Peng! "

"die!"

Around her, there were constant shocks, constant roars, and the warm blood, which made her sigh in her heart and slowly closed her eyes.

"stop!"

In her daze, she seemed to hear someone yelling, followed by a series of incomprehensible rants.

The next moment, a crying voice rang in his ears.

"Don't die, please, don't die!"

Who is this person, she is so sad when she sees that she is going to die, she must be a good person?

Thoughts turned, and darkness poured in.

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