But Yu Wenling immediately thought of a painful question, now that it is a society under the rule of law, how can you kill people! If you can't kill people, how can you escalate your bloodfall? It's really a dilemma, you can't choose one or the other, you must know that it is six people, if you kill them all, it will be a death penalty, a serious crime!

But now Yuwen Ling doesn't want this, the blood fall is in his hand, how can he stop me?

According to the script, Yuwen Ling walked in like this at this moment, and then turned his back to the sun, let the sunlight shine on his back, and the long projection was presented, so that his figure was presented. When everyone looked at him, Yuwen Ling should wave the sword in his hand, point ahead, and say, "Let go of that girl!" After that, the six thugs snorted coldly and screamed, "Ahhhhhh Rushed up and confronted him, and then Yuwen Ling waved his sleeves, and with a single move, he turned the six thugs on his back, and then Fang Yuehan looked at him with admiration.

Ahaha! It's a little exciting to think about it!

Yu Wenling followed the script and stepped into the back of the big tree.

But he miscalculated, Nima! Behind the big tree, okay! The sunlight is hitting the big trees, and this is originally behind the huge game city, so who is the little bit of sunlight for!

Yuwen Ling couldn't help but let himself cry, pointed before the blood fell, and said coldly: "Let go of that girl!" ”

The six thugs turned their heads to glance at Yuwen Ling, and then turned their heads back and continued to lewd at Fang Yuehan, and the full face almost soared to Yuwen Ling. And Fang Yuehan saw Yuwen Ling, and his eyes also showed a little hope, because he was one of the witnesses on the plane at that time, and he naturally knew how powerful Yu Wen Ling was. Yuwen Ling's appearance proves that she is saved.

"Let go of that girl!" Yu Wenling raised his voice and suddenly felt that he was good...... Silly ......

The six thugs turned around suddenly, and the yellow haired man with "I am the boss" written on his face tilted his head as if he was born with a spondylosis: "Boy, don't be embarrassed, what does this girl have to do with you?" Take a stone and pretend to be forced, and then ask Lao Tzu to rush up and face you head-on! ”

Yuwen Ling was overjoyed, and he was finally going to follow the script!

"Don't get in the way of Lao Tzu's errands, dare to say it, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will flatten you when he comes out," Huang Mao continued to turn his head after speaking, and the pair of lewd hands were already on Fang Yuehan's shoulders.

Yuwen Ling's eyes were cold, and a terrifying aura emanated from him, and a black dragon seemed to appear behind him, and the blood-red eyes were mixed with the anger of thunder and lightning.

The six thugs suddenly weakened their feet, and Huang Mao trembled and said, "Don't play tricks with me, I know many masters." I've seen a lot of your tricks. ”

Yuwen Ling held the blood fall in his hand, and walked towards the six gangsters step by step, this is the suppression of momentum, Yuwen Ling's body has a black Jiao, the black Jiao is angry when he dies, when Yuwen Ling is angry, the black Jiao awakens, at this moment, Yuwen Ling is also angry, he is most unhappy with those who look down on him, like these six gangsters who don't learn and don't know how to do it. aroused the anger in his heart, like the anger of the black Jiao against the heavens and the candle dragon at that time.

The rubies on the bloodfall sometimes flash and sometimes disappear.

Suddenly, the breath on Yuwen Ling's body disappeared, three seconds, Hei Jiao's breath only lasted for three seconds, Yuwen Ling is not Hei Jiao after all, he can't fully inherit Hei Jiao's rage, he is a human being, and the human body has a limit.

Huang Mao suddenly felt his whole body loosen, and turned his head to the red-haired, blue-haired, green-haired, purple-haired, and white-haired and shouted, "What the hell are you waiting for, the guy!" ”

The five colors of Mao suddenly came to their senses, and each pulled out his own weapons, four of them were daggers, and one was a stick, nunchucks.

Yuwen made the left leg slide back slightly, and the distance between the right foot and the right foot was one foot, so that he could better advance and retreat. Entering and exiting freely, probing and fetching.

Huang Mao was the first to rush up, his dagger was yellow like him, Yu Wenling took a closer look, and found that it was actually coated with chemicals, although he didn't know what it was. But it certainly isn't a good thing. Yuwen Ling moved half of the tenfold reinforcement that was originally placed on his hand to the reaction speed, and only five times the strength of his hand was strengthened, Yuwen Ling suddenly felt that the blood in his hand was a lot heavier, and it was no longer as simple as before to swing it.

When Huang Mao rushed to Yuwen Ling, his body leaned forward and made an attack, Yuwen Ling was about to raise his sword to block, only to find that this was a feint, Huang Mao's body suddenly stopped, and the whole person actually leaned back again, but Yuwen Ling had increased his reaction speed by five times, and the bloodfall had just crossed to his chest, and he reacted instantly, from a horizontal trend to an oblique trend, the tip of the sword was raised, and Huang Mao had just finished leaning back, and he saw the blood fall coming, and the whistling wind brought by his own weight made Huang Mao tremble, Hurry up and exert force, wanting to escape the attack range of the bloodfall, but the bloodfall is a five-foot long sword, Huang Mao chose to be close at the beginning, no matter how fast it is, it will eventually be affected, the bloodfall was pumped on his ribs, and suddenly the sound of bones shattering came, and Huang Mao's mouth spurted blood, and he retreated dozens of steps in a row, and he stopped only when he was caught by blue hair.

"It's so powerful," Yuwen Ling secretly praised in his heart, this one hundred and seventy-two catties is really awesome!

", how did he bring such a big thing?" Huang Mao wondered.

"Greenhair comes with me!" Huang Mao said loudly, like this kind of battle with one more than one, it is not good if there are more people, and the side of many people is likely to interfere with their companions, and the side of such a person will be advantageous, of course, if it is a few good friends who cooperate all year round, it is another matter.

Greenhair answered, he was the one with the nunchucks.

Yuwen Ling sneered, did not retreat, but advanced, and the bloodfall in his hand was picked up by him

"How much does this thing weigh?!" Listening to the strong wind blowing in the whirring, Huang Mao's cold sweat remained.

"I'm coming!" Green hair shouted, the nunchucks in his hand reached out, his wrist flicked in mid-air, and the iron chain in the middle of the nunchucks was wrapped around the tip of the sword of the bloodfall, and then the green haired hand pulled, and wanted to pull the bloodfall in Yuwenling's hand, this trick was tried and tested, but this time he failed, because the weight of the bloodfall was beyond his imagination, how heavy is an ordinary sword? It's about eight kilograms and ten kilograms, right? How much does Bloodfall weigh? One hundred and seventy-two pounds! That's about eighty-six kilograms! How can you wait for ordinary people to pull it?

On the contrary, the green hair was almost numb by the reverse thrust.

Yu Wenling smiled, skills, he doesn't have it for the time being, what he has is brute force that others can't match, and when he doesn't meet a real master, this brute force is invincible!

The hand that was strengthened by five times was still very strong, and as soon as Yuwen Ling pulled his right hand, the green hair was pulled over with the nunchucks.

"Greenhair!" Huang Mao roared, everything happened in an instant, a hook, a pull, a pull.

The green hair was driven by inertia and brought to Yuwenling's arms. Yuwen Ling slapped out his left hand, and the green hair said "wow", and the whole person flew out upside down, this time being caught by the pink hair.

Huang Mao's eyes lit up, and the dagger in his hand flew out directly, pointing directly at Yu Wenling's head!

Yuwen Ling sneered, the bloodfall was shot from the bottom to the top, the ordinary knife was in front of the skin of the stone dragon, although it was the skin of the stone dragon that had not evolved, but it was not something that these small knives and small swords could hurt, after the dagger and the bloodfall came into contact, there was a trace of cracks, and the dagger was rebounded and swished into the tree behind him.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, three more daggers flew out, and the four people behind couldn't help but make a move, Huang Mao sneered, "Look at how you take three at once!" ”

"Whoever is stupid will take it!" Yuwen Ling dropped a sentence, rolled to the left and rolled to the side, and the three daggers fell to the side with a "clanging bell".

"Nima! Don't bring such! I didn't say I could hide! Huang Mao roared angrily, in his opinion, the battle between gentlemen should be met head-on, so as not to dodge the anger just exploded in an instant, you look at you! Can we still be friends? How do you hide from us? Our knives have been thrown on the ground and planted in the trees, and you still have a big stick! How does this work?

Fang Yuehan looked at it, and her flat face couldn't help twitching, she usually watched her father and all kinds of masters make moves, that is called a fist to the flesh back and forth, looking at it is hearty, now this fight, is it because it is not at the same level? Whatever you throw at me.

"Be careful!" Fang Yuehan suddenly shouted.

Yuwen Ling was stunned for a moment before he felt someone approaching behind him.

Blue hair! No wonder only three daggers were thrown just now! It turns out that there is another one waiting for a sneak attack in his hands, and Huang Mao is just speaking to attract his attention?!

A knife

Directly above his head, Lan Mao was only in his early 1.6 meters, very short, so he could only jump up and raise his hand high to barely poke Yu Wenling's head.

"Bang!"

One palm!

Fang Yi pointed out, this man like a mountain.

Rigidity and softness, Tai Chi.

Shake the earth, man.