The three of them hugged me together, and six hands pushed me in turn, knocking me out of the hair salon. I landed down the stairs and was caught by two security guards.

"Damn, aren't you the security guard in the neighborhood opposite?" another guy with tin foil recognized the uncle and nephew, and said crookedly, "Is this the county lord not at home today?"

"The county lord is at home. The uncle was sincerely afraid, "You guys stop a little, this is a person sent by the county lord, and Weifu has a private visit." ”

"I know that the county lord came in person, but what does it mean to send such a thorn? Don't be afraid, just say what this is for. "This person is also smart, seeing that I don't have a badge on my body, he judges that I most likely don't belong to the Lin family. He glared at the two men, his eyes as sharp as knives.

"I'm Dadong Guo Qianye. "At the beginning, I chose to let Lian Po play, the projection gate was only in a moment, the veteran came out with a knife, and his body was hard and strong.

"It's also Daxi Guo Qian!" The guy with his head covered in the back rushed out, threw away the short knife, and roared, "I didn't want to use martial spirits, but now I can move!"

The man's blood was almost gone, and there was a scab on his head, and there was no way to do it again this time. He held up a dark blue portal behind his back, which was so unremarkable that I didn't even want to describe it. One of the generals who came out of it had drooping eyelids, as if he was tired, and his dead fish-like eyes reminded me of Bai Qi when I was first under Zhao Yu. The general's face was lifeless, which meant that he was suppressed by the soul master and had a very unsatisfactory life.

"Hehe, you're still a big Dong Guo Qian, isn't there only one formation-level general?" the Soul Breaker raised his arms and raised his chin and said, "There are people on this street, and we are all under the seat of Marquis Xu." ”

"It just so happens that I know you Marquis Xu, if you want to do something peaceful, you can call him over. If you don't have that face, I'll call you. ”

"You're farting!" the Soul Breaker's face turned red, "Is it possible for us to call Hou Ye?"

When the general of the Youlan Soul Fire heard this, a few ravines appeared on his eyebrows, and he raised the sword in his hand and jumped up, rubbing shoulders with Lian Po, and the swords struck each other for a round. The general was unusually silent, and did not say a word during the battle, only gasps.

"Report your name!" After a round, Lian Po jumped up, flipped onto the car in front of the door, turned around, and pointed the tip of his knife at the general.

The general still didn't speak, but turned his head to look at his ribs, where the armor had cracked open, oozing a little soul blood. He clenched his sword tightly with both hands, just staring intently at Lian Po without the slightest response. The Broken Head Soul Warrior saw that the general of one round suffered a loss, and his heart beat a drum, and his expression was not as arrogant as just now. I noticed that the other two soul warriors looked at him very unusually, and didn't mean much to help him, mostly waiting to see the joke. The owner of the hair salon hid in the house, hiding behind the cash register, picking up the countertop, and staring out.

Lian Po smiled at me, stroking his beard, like a lion brushing his mane, so imposing. He kicked out violently, until the front of the car deflated a big hole, the alarm was already ringing, and he was kicked once, but he stopped screaming. Another soul man was red-eyed, rushed to the car, and patted the front cover angrily: "My car, this is my car!"

"That's just right, no need to pay. Looking for your Xu Hou Ye for reimbursement, mentioning my name works. "After the Soul Break, I have recovered some of my old memories, a few years ago I was bullied more, and then I fought back more, and I am not inferior to them than ruffians. Tonight, I use the strength of wine to teach these soul warriors a lesson, at least so that they don't dare to embarrass the people in this neighborhood anymore. Comparing hearts to hearts, these soul warriors don't understand, and their quality is far inferior to those that Lin Tian initially recruited, they only know how to pinch soft persimmons. I'm not saying that the shopkeeper is cowardly or what, there is no way, in this era, if you don't have a martial soul stronger than the other party, you will be held in someone's hands. The so-called prosperity of the martial soul era and the prosperity of the martial soul avenue are just that there are more people pinching persimmons, and the persimmons have also realized the power of martial souls, and they have become more silent and easier to pinch.

Lian Po carried a knife and slashed from the air, golden light chips fell everywhere, and the instant glow was like a crescent moon, taking a photo on this night. The silent general took a step back, gathered all his strength and slashed his sword upward, asking for the golden sword of Lian Po, but he fell with one blow. His sword couldn't withstand the pressure at all, and it instantly shattered into more than a dozen pieces, spilling out in all directions. With this slash, the general who was about to be silent broke open his chest, leaving a huge crack in the shape of a line. The general fell, and Lian Po also fell to the ground, withdrew his long knife and was shocked, and shouted: "I will let you report your name early." ”

"Defeated at the hands of the general, I wish to know the name of the general. The general of the Soul Fire of the Orchid put his elbows on the ground and stood up halfway. His ribcage was shattered, and black flames suddenly rose across the open space outside the hair salon, and those who didn't know thought the barbecue restaurant was on fire. This general, like Bai Qi back then, also regained his clarity when the soul core was broken, as if something that was weighing on his shoulders was removed. The general's speech was laborious, but it was pleasant.

"The last general is Lianpo. In his previous life, he was a Zhao person, and now he is a general in Dadong Guo Qian. Lian Po leaned on the knife and arched his hand, pointed the knife at the Broken Head Soul Master, and sneered, "You really don't know who Dadong Guo Qian is?"

"Dadong Guo Qian, Dadong Guo Qian······" There were already more than a dozen people in front of the hair salon, and a few of them wore badges, but the embroidery thread was of other colors and was not controlled under Xu Baishun's seat. Among them, there was a lean-looking guy who suddenly glared, smashed his hand and shouted: "Ah, isn't this Dadong Guo Qian the one who fought the martial king in the theater? The Wuhun Tan APP is powerful, and it can even post and convene netizens to discuss.

"Martial arts, didn't he let King Lin Wu kill him?" The Broken Head Soul Warrior began to panic, looking at the two people who were traveling with him, wanting to ask for something, "That martial artist who incarnates a martial soul and fights the five gods under the command of the Martial King alone?"

One of the soul warriors nodded, but did not speak, this attitude was unbelievable, and the soul warriors guarding in front of his car did not have the heart to listen to him, but carefully rubbed the patent leather on the front cover of the car, and shouted in distress: "You have to pay me, damn, you have to pay me!"

The Broken Head Soul Man made a color at the accomplice who was still quite attentive, and asked him to deal with it first, while his legs tensed, and he wanted to run to a hot pot restaurant not far away to call someone. I know that this is at the foot of the county lord, and it is relatively stable for the soul warriors, and there are one or twenty people gathered here every night, most of whom are Xu Baishun's people. Hot pot restaurants and barbecue stalls are their strongholds in winter and summer. The fellow soul warrior nodded, I don't know if it was for the message that the martial arts were dead or the request of the soul warrior who really understood the broken head, and the point was like a dragonfly crossing the water, shallow.

"Brother, you hold on, I'll call Da Ge and them over. The Broken Head Soul Warrior pointed to the scar on his head, "I still have to go to the pharmacy to buy some iodine to disinfect it, his hair scissors are not clean." ”

"Call someone to go, find me all the soul warriors on this street, don't care what color the embroidery thread in the badge is, you all belong to Lin Tian, you should be the same to the outside world!" I jumped into the car driven by the soul man, shouted at the broken soul man, and kicked away the hand of the soul man who was rubbing the wagon. This guy was angry, jumped back, stretched out the general's mansion and said: "Boy, it doesn't matter who you are, if your car is broken, you have to pay for it!"

As I said a long time ago, if you find Xu Baishun, he will definitely reimburse you, and he will greatly reward you for your outstanding reconnaissance ability and your courage to challenge Guo Qian. As long as you can have a bigger belly, don't care so much about a car, the next soul will be you!

Behind him was a bronze door, which lay on the ground with a dull thud. The military general also had a bronze face, holding a pair of heavy hammers, stepped out of the portal, sniffed first, and the muscles on his cheeks tightened and loosened. The general was very arrogant, raised his foot on the front cover of the car, and stepped on a pit.

"Mom, how can you do a disservice!" The soul man looked at the car and covered his heart, it was time for a heart-saving pill.

"Don't talk, I'll win for you, you buy a new car. The hammer lifted its foot again, gathered its strength, and like a hammer fell, the front lid was stepped through, and the boot stepped into the tin sheet.

"Good!" multiplies the number of heart-saving pills by two.

"Get out of the car!" the bronzed-skinned general pulled out his foot, and when he saw that he couldn't shake me off, he was in a hurry, so he slammed the hammer directly at me, pushed it sideways, and rotted the engine. The people around took a sharp breath and took a few steps back, all suspecting that the car was about to explode. I jumped down, retreated a few steps, and let the reckless man laugh contentedly: "What is the car, even if it is fried, it can't kill me, only the dead ants - ants!"

"Ants still carry more weight than themselves, and a hammer in your hand is only a few pounds and two - can you compare to ants?"

The bronze general's skin was shiny, and it was like butter under the light. His eyes widened, and he was furious, and he smashed the car with a hammer, and actually blew up the car. The waves of flames rose like demons, burning all around, burning the green flower beds on the streets, pushing out the souls who were covering their hearts, and enveloping me and the bronze generals in them, scorching our bodies. Fortunately, the oil and gas explosion was only a moment, and the car flipped into the sky, dragged the tail of the fire and flew to the hair salon, causing Lian Po to jump up and cut it off, and it was falling outside the store. The bronze general swung his hammer, drove the wind to blow out the fire on his body, and said with a smile: "My armor is invulnerable, what about you as an ant-ant!"

"Hahaha, ants also have big ones!" "The light soul is blazing, I incarnated as a martial spirit, and I also put on a pair of kun back armor, and wore a helmet like a peng's beak, "You said that ants are the same size as you, can I bear you!"

With Zilong's cold soul core in my body, I am not afraid of the high temperature of the flames, and I can move freely even though my body is still wrapped in the flames. Lian Po's soul of gold and stone was also proposed by me, and he created the body of King Kong for me, which can withstand the weight of thousands of jun, not to mention a little firework like a fire?

"It's still an ant—an ant—" cried, and the general himself lost his confidence.