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Qin Buji covered his chest that was kicked by the one-armed man in black, and his face turned pale.

This kick made him feel terrible!

It seems to be more tragic than being slashed a few times!

On his forehead, a cold sweat also broke out instantly!

On the other hand, the one-armed man in black was still staring at Qin Buji indifferently.

His eyes were bright, and although his body was a little thin, standing there gave people a feeling of being as calm as a mountain.

This momentum is staggering!

Qin Buji stared at the other party, is this the Ji family's left-handed knife?

What a strong old monster!

He was barely at his peak just now, however, he couldn't resist several attacks from the other party.

Broken Mirror......

This is the true power of the Mirror Breaking Strong!

Obviously, the last time he fought with Uncle Qin, Uncle Qin hadn't used half of his strength yet!

The one-armed man in black looked at Qin Buer, and a touch of pity appeared in his eyes.

This young genius and powerhouse is going to die at his own hands.

Although he felt sorry, he would not stop.

Because that's what the lord told him to do.

This life of his was given by the master, and he will do whatever the master tells him to do.

Besides, after so many years, are there still few geniuses who have died in their own hands?

It's not bad for him!

The only thing that was a little troublesome was the anger of the Qin family after the incident.

However, since the master let himself do it, he must have already thought of a way to deal with it, right?

Thinking of this, the one-armed man in black took the lead in attacking.

His momentum is like a rainbow, like a mountain, like a stormy wave.

The black knife in his hand was raised high, gathering the strength of his body, and his body was as fast as lightning and rushed towards Qin Buji.

Then, when the momentum converged to the apex, the black knife in his hand slashed down.

It's as if a mountain was going to split in half.

Qin Buji's pupils had already shrunk to the size of a pintip!

He knew that this knife gathered all the strength of the other party, and he couldn't dodge it!

Are you going to die?" Qin Buji thought in his heart.

……

The strength of the Battle Song Maniac has improved a lot compared to before.

This has been verified by Qin Buji himself!

But Wang Yong, as the personal guard of the old man of the Wang family, has fought with Qin Buji, and he is still a veteran, and his strength should not be underestimated.

Seeing Zhan Ge rushing up, Wang Yong's eyes froze, and he went up directly.

Two people, one is a leader in the army today, and the other is a veteran.

What they have learned, it can be said that they have come to the same end, and they are all kinds of tricks used by soldiers.

As soon as the two of them exchanged hands, the war song maniac felt the attack of this old man, which was very fierce.

For a while, he was forced to retreat.

And Wang Yong continued to unleash ferocious attacks, so, after a few rounds, the war song was slightly underestimated by the enemy, and Wang Yong punched him.

His burly body, under this punch, couldn't help but take two steps back, and between his eyebrows, it gradually became condensed.

"I heard that you are the best in the Suzhou and Hangzhou army, is that all you have?"

The corners of Wang Yong's mouth flashed with a sneer, and he said coldly: "I thought you were invincible in the world!"

Hearing this, the war song maniac smiled faintly.

He patted his chest and said, "That's all you need?"

"It's enough to knock you down!" Wang Yong snorted and rushed forward like a leopard.

The two fought fiercely again.

The war song maniac was worried about Qin Buer and Qin Wanrou in his heart, and under his anxiety, the strength that had erupted was even more thorough.

Under this anger, the true qi in the battle song mad dantian rolled and moved, whistling through the meridians.

His speed, his strength, became greater.

Bang!

Wang Yong punched the waist of the war song maniac, and the war song maniac didn't seem to be affected much, and at the same time, he flew out and kicked Wang Yong's thigh.

The force of this kick directly kicked him to the side and fell to the side, slamming it on the ground.

Bang!

Wang Yong fell heavily to the ground, and jumped up with a hideous face.

One of his legs was clearly slightly bent by the heavy blow of the war song maniac's kick.

His face was also covered with dust, and the corners of his lips were bitten by too much intensity when they landed, oozing scarlet blood, which was very embarrassing.

Seeing Wang Yong stubbornly getting up, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said indifferently: "Wang Yong, you are still a dog when you are old, and you still follow someone else's surname Wang, is it really worth it?"

"Hmph. ”

Wang Yong spat out a mouthful of blood, and suddenly a sharp military dagger appeared in his hand, and he made a few volleys in the air, and said coldly: "Don't be complacent, as long as he dies, your family will not be beautiful for long." ”

Sou!

As soon as his voice fell, his body leaned forward again, and he stabbed at the war song maniac, finally tearing his face and directly attacking him.

Seeing that the other party was so ruthless, Zhan Ge Maniac had no worries in his heart, and his eyes were gradually clouded with a touch of murderous intent, and he said coldly: "Since you insist on looking for death, then I will fulfill you." ”

Shout!

The war song maniac made a mistake with both feet, and it turned out to be a killing move to meet Wang Yong with his bare hands, and he wanted to compete with him.

Soon, Wang Yong's face changed.

Because he found that the strength of this war song maniac who was famous in the Suzhou-Hangzhou Military Region was even more terrifying than the rumors.

Whether it's explosiveness, reflexes, and speed, Warsong Maniac is even more powerful than rumored to be.

As if it was a war machine, in front of Wang Yong, there was no weakness to speak of.

He didn't know what the Battle Song Maniac had experienced in the past few days, in the past few days, the strength of the War Song Maniac had become much stronger than before.

If he knew this, it is estimated that he would not be so confident and rushed up to PK with the war song maniac.

Syllable!

Zhan Ge frenzied clasped Wang Yong's right hand holding the dagger, and his arms suddenly mismatched.

Click!

With the sound of a broken bone coming out, Wang Yong's arm was unexpectedly broken by the war song madness.

The sharp dagger also fell to the ground with a clatter.

Immediately afterwards, Zhan Ge Maniac kicked his right leg back, as if he had an eye on the back of his head, and kicked it with great precision on the right leg that Wang Yong had just said was hit hard.

Bang!

Wang Yong suffered a heavy injury, and his right leg suddenly lost the strength to support him, and he limped and staggered back several steps before he could barely stand firm.

His hands and feet suffered heavy blows in an instant.

The originally resolute and cold face was slightly distorted because of the pain, and it was very unbearable.

"Whew...... Whew......"

Wang Yong gasped heavily, and a lot of sweat broke out on his forehead.

Even if he can endure it anymore, he is old after all, and someone broke an arm and severely injured his right leg, this kind of injury is enough for him.

But he didn't say a word, just gasped for air.

I have to say that this ability to endure pain is really admirable!