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No, he said so, but Scar Man didn't think so.

Hearing that he was proud to throw a flying knife, he was said to be worthless by Lin Xiangyang, a sloppy beggar, he snorted coldly, and said in a cold voice: "It's really unashamed, but I have a little ability, and I dare to shout in front of me." I'll let you know how powerful my throwing knife is. ”

"A little hairy child who has just comprehended the realm of impeccable is not ashamed to say anything to me, hehe, where did you get your confidence" Lin Xiangyang's tone was full of disdain, and he did have this self-confidence.

This aroused the anger of the scar man, the flesh on his face squirmed hideously, and he shouted fiercely: "It seems that you really don't know who I am." ”

"Nobody, not interested in knowing." Lin Xiangyang pursed his lips.

If he has to memorize the names of any person, then how tired he is

This made the scar man even more angry, thinking that he used to be a famous master, but he disappeared after following Wang Zhenke, but he believed that most of the other masters in this world would remember his name, but he didn't expect this sloppy beggar to insult him like this.

He said in a cold voice: "I will make your life worse than death, and I will also let you know who is forcing you to live worse than death." ”

When these words fell, he suddenly grabbed four or five flying knives in his hands.

The four or five throwing knives were held in his hands, and in an instant they flew towards the sloppy beggar.

Lin Xiangyang didn't take it to heart.

Looking at the flying knife, he raised his hand slightly, and then slowly grasped it.

Immediately afterwards, a flying knife that was moving forward was actually held in his hand like this.

When he held this flying knife in his hand, the corners of Lin Xiangyang's mouth curled, and as for the other flying knives, he just turned his body slightly sideways, and dodged it very casually. It was as if the scarred man's attack could not have any effect on him.

This made the big man with Scar, who had planned to take the opportunity to attack with a knife, widen his eyes.

His flying knife was actually held in the hand of a sloppy beggar like this.

Easy

"How is that possible?" The scarred man set off a storm in his heart.

It's simply impossible.

The flying knife he threw was intercepted like this, not to mention, and it was simply held in his hand

Lin Xiangyang played with the flying knife in his hand and said slowly: "I've said it all, your skills are still poor." ”

"Look for death." Seeing that the flying knife could not be attacked from afar, the scar man suddenly stabbed at Lin Xiangyang with the knife in his hand.

Lin Xiangyang didn't even look at it, and in the face of the attack of the scar man, he didn't even have any interest in taking out the switchblade, the weapon he was good at. Just used the knife that was intercepted just now, raised his hand slightly, and resisted the attack of the scarred man.

He comprehended the seamlessness, coupled with the ultimate return to the basics.

The invulnerability of the scarred man was of no use in front of him.

Because at a glance, he can see through the essence of Scar Han's attack. No matter how many tricks the other party has, there is no way. He can see the opponent's next move at a glance, and he can directly restrict any action the opponent makes in the next moment.

The other party is too weak.

"Is that all you can do?" said the sloppy beggar lazily, "in that case, my old beggar will have no fun at all." ”

"You" saw that he was attacking with all his strength, and was resisted by the sloppy beggar like this, and the scarred man's face turned red.

He began to attack like crazy, and he had to show the sloppy beggar that he knew he was good.

However, every time he made a move, his attack would be restricted by Lin Xiangyang.

Lin Xiangyang seemed to be playing with him.

He made a move, and Lin Xiangyang resisted.

He made another move, and Lin Xiangyang resisted again.

Every time Lin Xiangyang was like hitting a snake and grabbing seven inches, he behaved easily, and he stopped himself, and he was helpless.

This made Mo Haifeng's eyes glow when he looked at it.

He finally knew what a great master he was at protecting him.

At the beginning, although the sloppy beggar also showed his hands, he beat the unsightly Zhou Sen's subordinates in the dance hall unspeakably. But what kind of characters are they, defeating a few little minions is naturally nothing. But now, who is Lin Xiangyang defeating?

He knows very well how powerful Wang Zhenke's subordinates are, which can be seen through Xiao Hang's evaluation. Wang Zhenke's subordinates, each of them is not a simple character, they are all elites.

And these elites are in Lin Xiangyang's hands, just like children, they can't even make moves.

Even this scarred man who seems to be stronger, in Lin Xiangyang's hands, he has no temper at all, and he is completely abused.

Lin Xiangyang finally got tired of playing, he kept his mouth covered when he fought, yawned, and said, "Okay, I'm tired of playing, you can also die." ”

When these words fell, Lin Xiangyang's eyes flashed with murderous aura.

Suddenly, his moves became aggressive and aggressive.

He seemed to have changed from Mianyang to a wild wolf, and with one move, the knife seemed to be indestructible, avoiding all the attacks of the scar man, and went straight to the heart of the scar man. The scarred man broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly retreated.

However, Lin Xiangyang moved with a murderous aura, is he still capable of escaping?

Of course not.

Lin Xiangyang comprehended seamlessly, with his speed, since he locked the scar man, the other party had no reason to escape.

Poof.

At this time, the scarred man's eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief.

Because Lin Xiangyang's knife pierced his heart, it was weird and incomprehensible, how Lin Xiangyang did it.

Blood was flowing, and the consciousness of the scarred man's head gradually turned gray.

The scarred man was full of unwillingness, and it was only at this moment that he realized the gap between himself and Lin Xiangyang, which was an insurmountable gap. He couldn't understand how this sloppy beggar could be so strong, he couldn't even parry as a realm master.

Syllable.

The body of the scarred man fell to the ground.

And Lin Xiangyang clapped his palms.

Killing the scar man, he should have behaved more relaxed, but at this time, he didn't have the slightest relaxed look. I saw him frowning. Turning around, I heard the faint sound of going upstairs in my ears.

"It's all settled," Mo Haifeng asked.

"No, the best is yet to come." Lin Xiangyang said slowly. "The real master should have just come out. It seems that Xiao Hang is not so kind enough to arrange such a simple errand for me. ”

In about three seconds, another old man gradually walked up the stairs. The old man, blindfolded with strips of cloth, came upstairs without hurrying to a sword in a scabbard.

When he came upstairs, he sniffed with his nose and muttered: "The smell of blood and the smell of his own people are all dead, it seems that there is a master here." Sure enough, Xiao Hang noticed that we were going to make a move on Mo Haifeng, and arranged for the master to be here in advance. ”

Lin Xiangyang looked at the old man and said slowly: "Yo, long time no see, Sword Demon Qin Dongfang"

This old man is the blind sword demon, Qin Dongfang.

Indeed, he was too lazy to remember nobodies like the scarred man.

But he still remembers the name of a really powerful master.

Qin Dongfang listened to Lin Xiangyang's voice, and his head shook: "Very familiar voice, you know me"

"You should, don't forget me." Lin Xiangyang said with his hands down.

Qin Dongfang's expression remained unchanged: "You are the hand in the sand, Lin Xiangyang"

The perennial eyes that cannot see things have made him practice a keen sense of hearing and smell, and as long as he smells the smell of others once, he can remember them clearly. Even after more than ten years, I will not forget it.

And Lin Xiangyang's breath, that was more than ten years ago

He didn't expect that after more than ten years, he could still smell each other's scent.

When he thought of this, Qin Dong said expressionlessly, "Why are you here." ”

"That's what I should say to you." Lin Xiangyang put his hands behind his back, and then, the corners of his mouth curled.

It seems that Xiao Hang did arrange a chore for him.

Sword Demon Qin Dongfang.

This is a well-known master.

Now, some of them have hit. After all, the sword demon Qin Dongfang is indeed a ruthless character, and it is not so easy to deal with it.

I'm a little busy today, so I can only watch two shifts. Tomorrow the third watch will be resumed.

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