The battle started in an instant, and two red-faced masks suddenly came towards me, the yellow-faced mask was chanting a mantra, and the white-faced Cao Cao was sneering. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

They are falcons, the most mysterious and powerful group of people in the Jingmen Huang family.

The first family in the rivers and lakes, such a name. Half of the credit goes to them, and in front of them is just a guy who has little reputation in the rivers and lakes, and who broke out with shit luck.

However, this guy once broke out of the round-up team of the Huang family in Jingmen and killed most of them, including Huang Jian, so the falcon was not indifferent. Blind arrogance.

They always despise the enemy strategically and value the enemy tactically.

Tactical attention means that everything is expected before I come.

If I turn around and flee, the door will be full of people, and I will be waiting for it.

And the two red faces who rushed at me also showed skillful cooperation, and there were many subtle means hidden in those grappling hands. All kinds of changes, as if as soon as I change, I will immediately cooperate and step forward to take me down.

There are four of them, as if they are a whole.

I heard the incantation coming out of the mouth of the yellow-faced man, and my heart was inexplicably bored, and I felt a swaying blur around me.

It's like standing on a boat and just encountering the wind and waves.

And in the midst of this shaking, I struck.

Copying defense, side dodge defense, I didn't forge ahead at the beginning and show my majestic strength, but kept avoiding and pulled people into the narrow aisle at the door.

When there is only one person left in the space, one-on-one attack and defense. I struck suddenly.

The fist is a raptor, and the black tiger digs out the heart.

The most fierce blow, the opponent came to block it with a horizontal fist, and I saw his flickering eyes under his red-faced mask. Subconsciously changed his move, turned his fist into a claw, his right hand suddenly grew half an inch, and suddenly grabbed the opponent's wrist.

I poked my index and middle fingers over each other's fists, only to find that the guy was actually wearing a knuckle steel sleeve on his hand.

If I foolishly confront him, I am afraid that I will hurt the other party. But you'll also get your fist on the punch with this thing.

I would even get a blur of flesh and blood on my right hand at the moment of the fight.

Insidious!

He had been consciously hiding his hands in his sleeves, which made me keenly sense that something was wrong, so I prevented him from doing this trick.

Aware of this knuckle steel sleeve, I have a feeling of the rest of my life, and naturally I will not have any pity for this guy, my right hand is forced, and it is suddenly folded in the opposite direction, and the guy's palm makes an ugly bone friction sound, and then a miserable scream, and retreats.

His retreat was very timely, but he avoided the kick that I flew out of secretly.

It's amazing.

Even after receiving such an injury, he was able to know the situation in the field, and at the same time withdraw and retreat, and let his companions come forward to attack me effectively, such a big picture made me look at the falcon with admiration.

In the end, it's a bunch of guys and hole cards who do dirty work all day, and in terms of the performance of this ordinary member, they are much stronger than the previous gang.

This has nothing to do with cultivation, but whether his heart is strong or not.

After the man stepped back, another man immediately took his place, and took out a sharp butterfly knife from his pocket.

The butterfly knife is really like a butterfly, fluttering and beating between his hands, which makes people feel so much.

Except for Kao Yubiao, he is the most powerful person I have ever seen to play with a dagger.

In his hand, the butterfly knife seemed to come to life, constantly changing, and then the sound of the blade clashing with the scabbard, clicked......

He forced me all the way to the door, and there was no way back.

If I am afraid, I stretch out my hand and open the door, I will surely attract more enemies.

And it's a raid.

I had no way out, so I wasn't doding.

The other party has a gorgeous butterfly knife technique, and I have a thick inheritance of the South China Sea vein on me.

South China Sea turtle and snake skills, spirit snake probe.

Like a swimming snake, my right palm spotted the gap and swam abruptly forward, avoiding the opponent's gorgeous knife block and hitting him in the chest.

The moment I got to my chest, I used the technique of beating the monument hand.

My move was a surprise attack, as fast as lightning, so that the other party had no time to react, but when my palm was about to slap on the opponent's chest, I could see the corners of the opponent's mouth, slightly upturned.

Even if he couldn't defend himself, he still had a subconscious excitement.

In other words, he wanted me to shoot him.

Why?

There is only one explanation, that is, just like the guy with knuckles just now, this guy should be dressed with thorns.

When I slapped it like this, he certainly had enough strength, but my palm would also be pierced with flesh and blood by those thorns.

If there's a little more poison on it, I'm afraid I'll have to fall here.

Damn, it's all calculations.

At that moment, I finally knew why the falcon was so mysterious and powerful, because every member here had a life-saving means to kill in actual combat, which was impossible to guard.

In the expectant eyes of the other party, I did not pat his chest, but an inch in front of him.

Bang!

I slapped my palm in the air, but all the energy erupted in an instant.

In the strong friction between the energy and the air, there was a bang. Miscellaneous around the ditch.

This palm did not slap solidly, and the power was immediately reduced by sixty percent, but even so, the man was like a thunderbolt, retreating backwards, and I did not hesitate, my hand swiped to the side, and quickly slapped with his right hand for a few rounds.

Grab the blade empty-handed.

This is a small technique in the thirteenth layer of the big scattered hands, when it is exhausted, there is a bit of grandeur, although that person is powerful, but the incident happened suddenly, where can it be compared to this method that has been brewing for thousands of years.

So his splendid butterfly knife soon changed hands.

As soon as the butterfly knife changed hands, I didn't hesitate to make a move, and seriously educated this red-faced man, what the real knife technique should look like.

Simple, clean and efficient.

A second.

I made twelve knives in one second, which is the limit of what I can do, but the technique I use is the same as the slashing technique of the Yixian Knife.

Eight slashes were slashed on the hands and feet, and four slashes were slashed in the face.

Swish!

The twelve knives finally coalesced, and the man's hands and feet were bleeding as he retreated wildly, and the mask on his face shattered into eight petals, revealing a pale, youthful face.

Fear was written on that face.

The moment I stabbed it, I jumped past the man and lunged towards the yellow-faced mask.

He was chattering and chattering next to me, and I was very uncomfortable.

Sure enough, just as I pounced on him, two bony hands suddenly stretched out from under the thick carpet of the hotel and grabbed my feet.

Firm and persistent.

Witchcraft?

My feet were bound, and at this moment, the white-faced Cao Cao didn't hesitate, grabbed my bloody knife, and slashed towards me.

This routine should have been discussed a long time ago, right?

Lore?

Just when the other side was colored, my body was short, and I avoided the whistling blade, and the strength of the South China Sea Demon Record suddenly flowed through my feet, dissolving the white bone withered hand, and then I pounced on the yellow-faced mask and threw him onto the bed.

The moment I threw myself down, I felt a huge earthquake in the heavens and the earth, and the whole building seemed to collapse.

Was there an earthquake?

I looked down again, and saw that the man's eyes under the yellow mask were like the depths of the ocean, and an inexplicable fear was rushing towards me.

Mental shock?

I felt a sharp pain in my head, and another blade swung at me, and without hesitation, I raised my hand and stabbed the other man in the heart.

After the stab, I rolled to the side.

Yes......

The sound of piercing my eardrums drilled into my ears, making me feel a blur of consciousness, and the next second, a large amount of dragon vein qi poured into my consciousness, and I saw a snow-white light slashing towards the door in front of me.

I held out my hand.

The blade stopped an inch above my forehead, and I joined the other man, grappling the hilt.

The left hand was quickly exchanging blows, and eventually stuck together.

After a few breaths, all my hallucinations vanished, and the white-faced Cao Cao came face to face with me, staring wide-eyed.

The guy with the ring just now tried to take advantage of him, but I kicked him down the wall, and when he slipped down, he couldn't get up again.

The two stared at each other, the white-faced Cao Cao panted, and said word by word: "You don't correspond to the strength on the information at all, tell me, how did you do it?" ”

I slowly grabbed the hilt of the knife, invaded little by little, and then said: "The falcon wants to catch me and kill me, I can understand this, but please come next time, at least a little sincerity, send this gang of garbage over, be careful that I turn my face, and kill your Jingmen Huang family......"

The white-faced Cao Cao said with difficulty: "You are really rampant. ”

I was stunned, did I mean rampant?

The white-faced Cao Cao nodded.

At this time, I grabbed the blood knife and took control, but I didn't make a move immediately, but said: "Three days later, I will wait in the Xian Clan Snow Cave of Baitou Mountain, I hope that Huang Yanggui can personally lead the team to solve the grievances between me and her; If not, then the next time I make a move, I won't be left alive. ”

After speaking, I hid a kick in my sleeve, kicked the man away, and then swung it down.

Swish!

In the midst of the terrible blade, the man staggered away, retreated to the bathroom door, and said with a surprised face: "You don't kill me? ”

I walked to the side, picked up my duffel bag, wiped the bloody knife with the sheet, sheathed it, and said, "I'm not interested in trash fish, you clean up after yourself here, don't make us embarrassed by each other." ”

With that, I calmly jumped down from the window on the fourth floor.

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