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The domineering aftermath swept all directions, and it was terrifying to watch.

Wu Jianhua, Dong Chenghai, and Liu Gu all looked very dignified, compared to the enemy in front of them, their reputation was much weaker, and they didn't even have the slightest prestige - the name of the person, the shadow of the tree, and the name of the tree would naturally give birth to a lot of invisible pressure.

Bell –

The spear slammed into a black iron bar.

The aftermath is lingering and somewhat harsh.

Wu Jianhua and Baya each took a few steps back.

Baya'er's expression slowly revealed a cold smile, and the iron rod in his hand tightened a few more - at this moment, Wu Jianhua was in his eyes the jackal of the sheep that sneaked up on the grassland, and what he had to do was to use the iron rod to mercilessly smash his bones inch by inch.

The body moved violently.

Baya Er clenched the iron rod with both hands, and smashed it down towards Wu Jianhua from top to bottom with rapid might.

Holding the gun with both hands, he steadily blocked the iron rod, and the strong dark energy still made Wu Jianhua's arms tremble, the tiger's mouth shattered, and blood oozed out.

Baya'er raised her eyebrows.

The iron rod in his hand moved again, this time like a big windmill, whirring and smashing down.

Wu Jianhua's expression became a little painful, the blood on his hands continued to flow out, and then the gun and his body kept retreating, taking advantage of the situation to remove the endless dark energy.

Bang –

The iron rod thrashed down again.

Wu Jianhua's expression couldn't help but change, his knees bent, and he almost fell to the ground.

His feet sank deep into the ground.

The anger in Baya'er's eyes was even worse.

——Since he was a child, he began to shepherd sheep, and the steppe people are the best at riding and shooting, in order to drive away the sneak attack of jackals, but he does not like to ride and shoot, but feels the sense of solidity in his hands with an iron rod, and prefers to chase the jackal, and use the iron rod to mercilessly smash the pleasure of smashing the bones.

Wu Jianhua's strength is naturally far stronger than that of the jackal on the grassland.

Ba Ya'er struck, and the anger in his heart became more and more vigorous.

"Not dead yet?"

There was a hint of questioning in Ba Ya'er's tone.

As soon as the body moved, the iron rod became windy and smashed down again.

Wu Jianhua's eyes froze, his body retreated violently, and he took the opportunity to dodge the attack of the iron rod, and the spear in his hand swept out, and the chill was amazing.

Baya Er was directly whipped out with an iron rod.

The spear is missing its head.

Baya'er's gaze was even more fierce - even a scrawny jackal would fight desperately before he died, but in vain.

The iron rod moved, and once again it was brutally and forcefully whipped down.

Wu Jianhua's expression changed, he turned around abruptly, and burst out.

Baya'er's expression was even more angry, and the speed under his feet was a little faster, and he chased after Wu Jianhua.

The distance between the two is gradually shortened.

All of a sudden.

Wu Jianhua's body froze, and he didn't turn around, but the spear stabbed out mercilessly backwards.

- Back to the pistol.

A chill is shining.

This made Baya'er involuntarily change, Wu Jianhua's trickiness far exceeded all the jackals he killed.

Lazy donkey rolls.

Baya'er dodged Wu Jianhua's blow a little embarrassed, and the sharp tip of the spear cut a thumb-length wound on his cheek, blood oozed out, and Baya'er's expression became even more fierce.

finally had a glimmer of opportunity, Wu Jianhua naturally would not let go of such a good opportunity, the spear stabbed out continuously, and the move went straight to the fatal point of Bayaer.

Baya'er's face revealed a hint of horror, and he directly discarded the iron rod he was carrying, slapped his hands on the ground, and rolled up with the help of powerful force.

The spear moved, stabbing at the tumbling body.

With her arms outstretched, like a sturdy ape, she grasped the tip of the spear and wrapped her body around it.

Above his arms, the green tendons burst out, and the majestic internal force swept out, Wu Jianhua's burst out with terrifying strength, and then slammed down the spear in his hand.

Bang –

The body slammed heavily on the ground, splashing countless dust and grass clippings.

Bayar took the opportunity to get out of the spear.

After rolling his body a few times in a row, Baya stood up.

"What's your name?"

Baya'er stared at Wu Jianhua with deathly eyes.

- Wu Jianhua's strength was beyond his expectations.

Wu Jianhua's expression was very calm, he looked at Baya'er, and said slowly: "Taiqian Wu Jianhua." ”

Baya'er's expression couldn't help but become very annoyed, he didn't expect that he was actually deflated in the hands of an unknown person, which made his heart extremely angry.

"I know your name. ”

"You're going to die. ”

Baya said slowly, her voice was very cold, as if it was squeezed out of her teeth.

Wu Jianhua smiled, and pointed his spear at Baya'er.

——After a few times, he also has absolute confidence in his heart, and the combat power of the eight generals of the grassland is nothing more than that.

……

……

Liu Gu was covered in blood, holding a gun in his right hand, and his body could barely stand firmly.

Tuoba Chunyu looked much more relaxed, and there was no scar on his body.

On top of his fists, blood kept dripping - it was Liu Gu's blood.

"You've come to the wrong place and picked the wrong person. ”、

"I'll tell you the truth - you chose the strongest of the three, so you can die in peace. ”

The words fell.

Tuoba Chunyu's body moved suddenly.

As if a vicious tiger pounced on food, his right hand poked out as fast as lightning, directly and ruthlessly crushing Liu Gu's throat.

……

……

The spear stabbed out.

Dong Chenghai's expression carried a hint of determination, and above his chest, several hideous wounds were constantly bleeding blood.

The spear brought out a wave of qi in the void, straight to Xue Xiangtu'er's throat.

Xue Xiangtu'er's expression was full of ferocity, and the injuries on his body were also very serious, not much better than Dong Chenghai, looking at the spear that came from the assassination, Xue Xiangtu'er's internal force swept out, and turned around him, like a vicious poisonous snake, cold and ruthless.

The spear is getting closer.

Xue Xiangtu'er's expression became more and more fierce and solemn.

Suddenly turned sideways.

The sharp tip of the spear cut a scar on his chest.

Xue Xiangtu'er was unmoved, his body moved, like thunder, and he smashed out with a fierce punch.

The spear was already piercing, and it was too late to retreat the defense.

Dong Chenghai's expression also became fierce, and he simply discarded the spear in his hand and smashed it out with a fist.

Hard-hitting.

The two were separated in an instant.

Dong Chenghai's right arm drooped unnaturally, and the confrontation just now caused his right arm to be directly dislocated, and at this moment, the sharp pain in his heart came out.

Xue Xiangtu'er's right arm trembled slightly, the corners of his eyes kept jumping, his eyes seemed to be about to star, his right hand was hanging at will, and after a closer look, his right hand had been broken from under the wrist bone, and at this moment it was just barely implicated by the flesh and skin.

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