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The old man's body was still swaying, but his hand holding the bamboo stick was very stable, without a trace of trembling.

The bamboo stick stabbed at the artery in Luo Nan's erect neck at a seemingly slow, but actually very fast speed.

Luo Nan didn't see this bamboo stick that could end his life, and all his attention was on Mo Xiaoyou's pretty face.

"You dare. The first to react on the field was Qi Wei, followed by the three worshippers of the Nangong family.

This roar was unleashed by Qi Wei using the lion's roar of the Buddha Sect with a mellow vitality. Not only can it be breathtaking, but it can also be turned into a real means of attack.

The old man's body trembled even more, and although the bamboo stick in his hand was stagnant, it still stabbed at Luo Nan firmly.

This old man's body did not have a trace of vitality fluctuations, so he was able to avoid Qi Wei's detection. But the strength and skill of the body were developed by him to the greatest extent.

It's just that the strength of this resistance to Qi Weiyin's roaring skill is already comparable to some first-class masters who practice physique, and the explosive power of the muscles in an instant is no less than the huge power of Qianjun.

But this momentary hesitation was enough to stop the old man's movements.

Qi Wei's face was cold, the person had disappeared on the horse's back and came to Luo Nan's voice, his left hand pressed on the side of Luo Nan's horse's neck, and his right hand smashed towards the old man with a fist.

Before the fist was handed out, the surrounding air was already surging, and the qi was ups and downs, like a frenzy of angry waves.

Mo Xiaoyou's frightened mouth opened slightly, after all, she was only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, under the wings of her father and brother, she had never seen any real big battles, and she didn't know what to do at this time.

At this moment, Mo Xiaozuo had already flown to Mo Xiaoyou's voice, reached out to grab his sister's waist, and then leaped backwards to dodge.

The old man's hard-tempered blow was the first time he missed, and he also looked awe-inspiring in the face of Qi Wei's iron fist, and he played twelve points of spirit, and his body dodged Qi Wei's roaring punch in a strange posture.

Squatted on both feet, bowed slightly, and dodged the joint blow of the two worshippers of the Nangong family, and then turned to Qi Wei's side like a snake, and the bamboo stick stabbed at Luo Nan again.

Qi Wei put away his contempt, the old man in front of him may not be as advanced as his own skills, but this assassination skill has indeed reached the peak of the realm.

Every step, every swing, every puncture, contains a trace of natural charm, this is the avenue.

He could always pinpoint the location of that node, a terrifying assassin who reminded him of the terrible organization that was rumored in the rivers and lakes.

Luo Nan still has a bit of hard work, and when he sat down and the horse was pushed away by Qi Wei's palm, he carried it around his waist, and a pigeon turned over and landed on the ground safely.

The rest of the guards also reacted, and they all moved closer to Luo Nan's side.

At this time, Wenxuan Street had become a pot of porridge, and this sudden outbreak of assassination was like a scoop of boiling water poured into boiling oil, splashing countless ripples.

Pedestrians shopping, taxi rushing, young children playing, and frightened cries one after another. In addition, some strong men in Liangzhou have already drawn out their poles and are ready to go down.

A palanquin was swept away by the scattered crowd, and an old woman with gray hair rolled out of it. It looked like his eyes were bad, and he was disturbed by the turmoil around him, and he trembled for a while.

The two little maids surrounded them, at a loss, not knowing what to do, and asked for help from all around, but there were people there who could take care of them.

And the palanquin drivers have long since disappeared.

Previously, a six or seven-year-old child was throwing snowballs with his companions, and at this time, he was frightened by the sudden turmoil and screamed, and ran towards the side of the street, so he just rushed towards Luo Nan's group.

At this time, a twenty-six-seven-year-old beautiful young woman, with a pale face, chased after the little boy, and kept shouting: "Little Seven, Little Seven, come back quickly." ”

Luo Nan was already in a bad mood, and when he saw the child running towards him, he shouted angrily: "Kick this little thing aside for me." ”

One of the accompanying guards received the order, so he stepped forward and kicked it over.

As Luo Nan's personal guard, he didn't learn anything else, but learned all about his explosive cruelty. For them, kicking such a common man to death is just a matter between raising their legs, and if something happens, there is a top-up situation, which is really treating human life as a mustard.

The child's mother looked frightened, and by this time she had already run behind the child, and hurriedly grabbed the child and rolled to the side.

The guard felt that his face was dull when he fell into the air, and he stepped forward and kicked the young woman in the back of the heart, and this foot had at least two hundred catties of force, which was enough to shock the young woman and the child in her arms to death.

But at the moment when he raised his feet, the young woman, who was still rolling, jumped up in the opposite direction, and at the moment of turning over, her right hand had already pulled out an iron hairpin from her hair, and then slashed across the neck of the guard.

After the young woman's body hit the ground, she turned into a wind and rushed towards Luo Nan, while the original guard hugged the neck that was spurting blood outwards with both hands, convulsed continuously, and then became lifeless.

Just a face, all five guards fell behind the young woman. Seeing this, Luo Nan rushed to the side, but the young woman's body was too fast, and she came to Luo Nan's body in just two steps, and the iron fork in her hand had already pierced Luo Nan's throat.

"Lord be careful. Qi Wei shook the old man back more than ten zhang away with a punch, and then left the old man and ran towards Luo Nan.

Nangong Fu had already hidden in the corner, and at this time, he heard Qi Wei shouting at Luo Nan to be careful, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and he quietly approached Luo Nan, wanting to see it really.

The first old man who stabbed spurted out a mouthful of blood, and with the strength of Qi Wei's fist, his body disappeared into the streets and alleys with a few ups and downs.

The two worshippers of the Nangong family glanced at each other and did not chase after them.

The skill and strength displayed by the old man just now were close to the level of the Grandmaster. With such a master who is good at assassination, neither of them is sure that they will be able to get out of the way, so they tacitly choose to let him go.

At this time, the worship of another Nangong family had already been pouring down the mountain, and the young woman's iron fork did not stab down after all, so she was forced to retreat again and again by this series of palm prints. Compared to the old man at the beginning, her skills are obviously much weaker.

At this time, Qi Wei had already come to him, his palm was open, and he covered the young woman. The young woman's body was bursting with qi, but it would be Qi Wei's opponent, and the next moment Qi Wei's hand grabbed her neck.

However, before Qi Wei could speak, a stream of black blood had already flowed out of the corner of the young woman's mouth.

Qi Wei secretly screamed bad luck, but he didn't catch it alive.

When Luo Nan saw the assassin ambushing him, his heart relaxed, and he scolded and scolded in his mouth, and he wanted to copy the whole family, and put a lot of cruel words such as punishing the nine clans.

"You bunch of shit, so many people let the assassin run away. Luo Nan slapped a captain of the guard in the face.

The captain didn't dare to speak, for fear of accidentally angering the demon king, and he didn't know how to die.

At this time, a snow-white knife light suddenly flashed away in the field, and the old woman who was lying on the ground suddenly bounced up from the ground, and the short knife in her hand stabbed Luo Nan in the back.

"Lord be careful. ”

Qi Wei yelled, and a punch came from afar. The surging fists were layered, although they slowed down the old woman's figure a little, but they did not block the knife in the old woman's hand.

At this moment, a figure rushed over from the side, knocking Luo Nan to the ground, and at the same time dodging the fatal knife.

However, the old man's sword aura still left a one-foot-long knife mark on the man's back.

Nangong fell to the ground, he knew that he was not dead, and the energy around him surged, making a dull explosion, but all this had nothing to do with him.

The sky was still so blue, and the hard slate hurt in his back, and the wound on his back looked like it had been burned by fire. But it's all worth it, if you don't die, you must climb up, Nangong Fu said to himself before he fainted.

Nangong Fu doesn't believe in fate, even if there is really fate, he has to choke the throat of fate.