Rumble!

The man's fist looked hard and powerful, making people wonder if it was a fist, like a steel bullet weighing a thousand pounds, hitting the road, enough to punch the solid road out of a deep crater, the smoke filled the sky, the sand and gravel flew away, Jiang An and Luo Jia hurriedly dodged.

Luo Jia's body was as light as a swallow, and his movements were graceful, like a weightless feather falling lightly, not in a hurry or impatient, not at all panicked or worried about the shape in front of him, and he didn't even want to help Jiang An.

This guy, since you want to pretend to be handsome, let him go, thinking about Jiang An just now, he raised his eyebrows, and said with a cold face: "I still have to rush home to cook for Qing Nan, and I don't have time to accompany you." ”

Thinking about what Jiang An said and the expression of his actions just now, the anger in Luo Jia's heart poured out from all over his body, and he was clearly weak and pitiful, and he still wanted to pretend to be a martial arts master, and he hurried to cook for Qing Nan, hum, he killed himself!

Jiang An dodged the man's fist, and was slightly surprised in his heart, this guy's strength is really strong, it is not easy to deal with, Luo Jia doesn't know how to help, do you really want to watch yourself fight alone with him?

Death workers often don't know that they are looking for death.

"I don't want to hurt you, after all, the dragon demon is also a precious demon spirit, which is very useful, if you are willing to give up your relationship with Qing Nan now and let her successfully return to Yanjing, I can give you a lot of benefits, money, status, beauty, you can do it."

The man's body passed through the smoke, and his long hair exploded like a hedgehog, like a steel needle stuck in his head, ready to stab at the river bank at any time.

Jiang An looked at the man, and these single dogs have nothing to say, all day long I know that it is really hateful to break up the world's lovers, only to fight with him, Jiang An exerted his strength at his feet, and rushed towards the man with a long sword.

The man's body turned, quickly dodging the attack on the riverbank.

Jiang'an's charging action did not decrease at all, the short sword was sharp, the action was fast and fierce, and it pierced towards the man's lower abdomen, this is the benefit of the long and short sword, and the offensive is like flowing water.

The man's fist swung over, he was very confident in his fist, this is his weapon, the hardness is comparable to an ordinary kitchen knife, he is the king of close combat, he is not afraid of the iron edge, and the swing of his fists is an offensive.

Boom - blood flowed from the man's fist, Jiang An and the man exclaimed at the same time, Jiang An was surprised because this guy actually blocked the sharpness of the short sword with his bare hands, only a little blood flowed from the back of his hand, as if he had just accidentally been cut by a pencil knife.

The man was even more surprised than Jiang An, because he knew how powerful his fist was, and the demonic power was condensed in his fist, like a dense protective film wrapped around the fist, seamless, it could be said to be a perfect defensive posture, and at this time, Jiang An broke his iron fist, how could this not surprise him.

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With the experience of the past, the man did not dare to fight against Jian Feng lightly again, but his skills were still not limited, and while dodging the attack on the river bank, he also found the gap and punched out, and his hands continued to fight fast in the gap between the two swords, and the action was so fast that it was dazzling.

Jiang An gradually couldn't keep up with such a speed, and often he only stabbed a sword, but the guy had already punched two or three times, and many times, Jiang An felt the fist rubbing against his cheek, and the whirring wind was like a knife cutting his face.

If he hits him in the face, I'm afraid he will be disfigured.

Wow!

Syllable!

The blade of the sword on the river bank slashed the back of the man's hand again, this time the wound was slightly deeper, and the blood flowed more.

Regardless of the injury on his hand, it can even be said that this is his trick to lure the enemy, and his fist found the right opportunity and slammed into Jiang'an's chin, but fortunately, Jiang'an dodged in time, and this punch hit Jiang'an's collarbone.

Egan's body flew upside down, his bones seemed to be wrong, and half of his shoulders couldn't move.

Click-Jiang'an's abdomen exerts force, and he backflips in the air with the help of thrust, which stabilizes his body.

The man's body rushed quickly, his black hair flickering in unison, and hundreds of sharp hairs shot towards Jiang An, these attacks were just to attract Jiang An's attention, and his fists were already clenched together.

Boom - Jiang Bank dodged back and forth, his body moved in small positions at a high frequency, and his left shoulder had a lot of problems, and he could only move in small increments, relying on the long sword in his right hand to resist these sharp hairs.

Seeing that the man's body was about to rush in front of him, Jiang An's eyes flashed with a fine light, and the figure of a giant dragon appeared in his dark golden pupils.

Roar - the invisible dragon power rushed out of Jiang An's body, as if the monstrous giant Lang was pressing towards the man, after using Long Wei many times, Jiang An can now roughly master the use of Long Wei, first let himself fall into anger, and then launch the demonic power of the whole body - out.

The man's expression changed slightly, his pupils began to contract, his body's movements began to slow down uncontrollably, and his strength was slowly disappearing, is this the dragon power of the dragon clan? Sure enough, a faint look of surprise flashed in the man's eyes.

Jiang An breathed a sigh of relief, although he was not his opponent, fortunately, with the help of Long Wei, most demon lords had no way to face Long Wei, this was his magic weapon to win.

Long Wei's control time was about five seconds, and Jiang An quickly came to the man with a long sword and stabbed it with his sword.

Of course, Jiang An didn't want to kill him, although this guy was hateful and had a stinky face, but as long as he knew how powerful he was, there was no need to cause too much damage.

"Long Wei is not omnipotent-" The man suddenly raised his head, his movements were even faster, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, he raised his hand to hold Jiang An's right hand acupoint, the qi and blood veins were controlled, Jiang An almost instantly lost his control over his right hand, and the long sword fell to the ground.

Jiang An's expression changed drastically, how could this be, the time was only a second, there was no reason for him to be able to break free from Long Wei's shackles, why could he act?

Jiang An didn't have time to think about it, the man's fist had already attacked, like a rainstorm falling, and he was caught off guard, Jiang An couldn't even see how many punches he had made, and he could only feel it with his body.

Bang bang bang - the man's movements were not merciless, his eyes flashed with excitement, and in just a few breaths, Jiang An felt more than ten punches in his chest, and his body temporarily stopped in the air, like a sandbag without intuition, being beaten mercilessly.

Jiang An's body flew out sideways, the qi and blood in his body surged, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, the man's fist was not only heavy, but also had a thunderous speed, speed is weight, not to mention, above his fists, there was also a thick demonic energy wrapping.

Jiang An suffered a very serious internal injury, and a lot of qi and blood accumulated in his chest, but he was blocked by the man's demonic qi and couldn't spit it out, which made this feeling even more uncomfortable, and the injury was blocked in his chest, which would only keep aggravating Jiang An's injury.

Boom!

Jiang An's body fell to the ground, and this time he didn't have the extra strength to turn over and stand up, his facial features were almost twisted together, and he was in pain.

The man refused to give up, his hands became claws, like a fierce tiger descending from the mountain, trying to choke the throat of the riverbank.

Swish!

Luo Jia couldn't continue to sit idly by, she just meant to let Jiang An taste the bitterness, not to let him die in the hands of the other party, but the speed of the man's punch before was too fast, and Luo Jia didn't expect him to suddenly break Long Wei's shackles, and he couldn't rescue him, so he could only watch Jiang An being beaten.

Although there was a sigh in his heart, there was also some faint displeasure, and Luo Jia's shot did not hesitate at all, and directly wiped it towards Shan Feng's neck.

Wow!

The power of the wind is condensed around Luojia, and it is even stronger than the previous day.

The short sword slashed directly at the back of the man's neck, Luo Jia's movements did not stop, and when she turned around, her short sword was not as sharp as the short sword on the river bank, leaving only a faint white mark on the opponent's fist, but it did not bleed.

"This is already the strength of the seventh generation of demon masters, what have you done?" The man's voice was full of surprise, this girl was still an eight-generation demon lord just now, why did she suddenly become a seventh-generation demon master, what the hell?

Luo Jia was silent with a cold face, his eyes were like falcons in the sky, accurately looking for the man's flaws, and the strong wind around him was like a loyal follower, ready to attack at any time.

Luo Jia's body retreated, and just as the man stepped forward, Luo Jia shot out the short sword in his right hand, and the short sword was extremely fast, almost cutting off the man's ears, raising large pieces of blood and black hair.

With his left hand, he swung his sword and stabbed him in the chest, looking like he was going to kill him.

The man endured the pain of the wound, blocked Luo Jia's short sword with his left hand, and swung his fist at Luo Jia's jade face, without any pity for the jade, and destroyed the flower with his hot hand, intending to change Luo Jia's face.

For goddesses, although they rely on their temperament to win popularity, their faces are still very important and cannot be lost.

Luo Jia did not flinch, raised his small fist to meet it, the tip of the needle against Mai Mang, the two fists facing each other.

Click-Luojia's body quickly retreated, his feet pulled out two black marks on the ground, and he gently shook his wrist, it seems that this kind of strength work is still not suitable for goddesses, they are skilled and resourceful in their hearts.

"Qing Nan is willing to leave Jiangcheng, that's her own idea, I guess she shouldn't know that you will come to Jiang'an, guess your fate, you beat her beloved man like this, you should know her ability." Luo Jia lifted the riverbank on the ground, his eyes full of worry and concern.

"Are you alright, how are the injuries?"

Jiang An rubbed his chest, where scorching qi and blood were churning, almost burning his body.

"It's okay, it's just that the blood is not connected." Jiang An looked at the man opposite and said sharply: "Count you powerful, but I won't let Qing Nan leave Jiangcheng, if you want to get rid of me, I also want to beat you up, ten days later, how about a fair and just duel?" ”

The man didn't look at the blood flowing on his body, and sneered: "Okay, look at how you were knocked to the ground by me after ten days, don't ask for mercy!" After saying that, the man turned his head and left.

"If you lose, do you really want Qing Nan to leave Jiangcheng?" Luo Jia looked at the river bank indifferently.

Jiang An turned his head, his face was full of mystery and cunning, and said: "Who said that, I just said that I wanted to fight him, and I didn't say that if I lose, I will let Qing Nan leave Jiang City, and I have to use my brain to suppress him with my IQ to fight against this kind of guy, I won't let Qing Nan leave." ”

Seeing Jiang An's happy appearance, Luo Jia was very unhappy and punched Jiang An directly in the stomach.