"It's my turn so soon?" Wang Ziqiao looked at Long Yuan, but he didn't stop, strode forward, pushed open the door and entered.

The door closes automatically, and there is only one ten-watt electric light in the hundreds of square meters of warehouse, and it is still flickering.

"Humph!" Wang Ziqiao's eyes stared at the lamp, and with a shock of spiritual power, the electric light exploded.

Boom!

It's dark when you move indoors.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

A barrage of plastic bullets rushed at Prince Joe.

Wang Ziqiao had already prepared, every move of anyone in the room could not escape his mental power perception, and under the restrained breath, he quickly penetrated under a wooden frame box, and quickly changed the location, leaning on a pile of sundries.

At this time, there are not many people who can find Wang Ziqiao, except for the twelve members of the dragon group who should have been eliminated.

"......"

A sword roar came from above Wang Ziqiao's head, and the silver sword light went straight to Wang Ziqiao's throat.

"Really?" Wang Ziqiao could clearly sense the sharpness of this blade, and if it was wiped on his neck, he would definitely die.

Hurriedly turned around to dodge, and then quickly reached out his arm, grabbed the wrist of the person above, and pulled down hard.

"You come down for me!" Prince Joe scolded secretly.

Touch!

The one above was thrown to the ground by Wang Ziqiao, and the long sword in his hand had also been snatched away by Wang Ziqiao.

As soon as he wanted to move, Wang Ziqiao kicked him out and kicked him under the shelf.

At this time, there were already a few eliminated members who surrounded Wang Ziqiao, and Wang Ziqiao easily determined the other party's location with a little sense.

Rub and rub......

In an instant, dozens of sword shadows were struck, each sword would erase the hair on the top of the opponent's head, and then grabbed one person and blocked it in front of him.

Bang bang bang!

Three plastic bullets were nailed to the body of the captured man.

Wang Ziqiao raised his hand and threw this person towards several armed policemen not far in front.

With his feet touching the ground, Prince Qiao jumped up lightly, followed by the person who was thrown out of the coffin, and he pounced.

The three armed policemen hurriedly dodged, but Wang Ziqiao's figure suddenly appeared, and under three consecutive swords, the weapons in the hands of the three were shot down.

The crisp sound of the sword sounded, and the three of them covered their necks, all of them were terrified, because they found that there was blood on their necks, although they could not affect their lives, they also started to be frightened, and when they looked for Wang Ziqiao, they were gone.

In the entire warehouse, there are a total of twenty-nine people, twelve eliminated personnel, sixteen specially trained special police officers, and one is the deputy team leader Yimei.

In the dark, it is Prince Joe's world, and there is no one here who is more suitable for the dark environment, although Prince Joe does not use magic, but his force value is enough to deal with these people.

Soon, only the last five of the twenty-nine people remained, including two Gu Wu and two special police, and Yi Mei had been sitting in the deepest part of the warehouse, motionless.

The four of them cooperated with each other, back to back, and looked around with some panic, but they couldn't find Wang Ziqiao at all.

Tweeted!

Two faint sounds of breaking the air appeared, and two plastic bullets hit the foreheads of the two Gu Wu respectively.

The two of them were stunned and unconvinced, but according to the rules of the game, they were already dead people, and they reluctantly retreated to the side.

Before the remaining two armed policemen could react, a barrage of plastic bullets was fired at them.

Prince Qiao carried a gun, threw it aside, looked at Yimei in the innermost, and said, "Come out, I will fight with you!" ”

Yimei clapped her palms, stood up from the cross-seat, and slowly approached Wang Ziqiao, about three meters apart, and said, "Yes, do you have the ability to see at night?" ”

"I think you should know the induction in martial arts, right?" Prince Joe asked rhetorically.

"If it's just induction, then your induction is too sharp, in just three minutes, twenty-eight people have been solved, but it's a pity that you challenged me too early, and you are so sure to hold on for two minutes?" Imei smiled.

Wang Ziqiao's heart sank, knowing that the other party was a master, he stretched out his hand into his waist and pulled out the soft sword.

"I didn't expect you to still have a weapon with you, let's shoot, you still have a minute and a half!" After Yimei said a word, he put on a gossip posture.

"Hehe, according to what you say, as long as I don't fight you?" While Wang Ziqiao smiled, his figure was also retreating.

Yimei was stunned for a moment, but her expression was suddenly angry, her feet were like mud, and she quickly followed.

Wang Ziqiao's eyes narrowed, and when he saw the other party coming, his figure did not retreat but advanced, and suddenly changed his original direction, and the long sword was handed forward, aiming at Yimei's throat is a sword.

The tip of the sword grazed the air, and with a sharp sound, it flashed.

It's just that Yimei also raised her hand very quickly, and it seemed to slap lightly on the sword.

Boom......

Prince Qiaoton felt a huge shock force coming from the sword, so that he almost lost his long sword, hurriedly withdrew his arm, and after a moment's pause, he handed out a sword again.

Rub and rub......

Wang Ziqiao's long sword was getting faster and faster, and it was dozens of blows in the blink of an eye.

"Eight palms...... Sixteen Palms...... Thirty-two palms! ”

In one breath, Yimei also slapped fifty-six palms, and successfully intercepted all of Wang Ziqiao's sword stabs, and the last palm landed on Wang Ziqiao's chest.

Boom......

Wang Ziqiao's figure flew upside down, only to feel a panic in his body, qi and blood surging up, almost a mouthful of blood spurting out, hurriedly running the demon god skill, and between two breaths, the qi and blood were leveled.

Seeing that Prince Qiao had changed like this, Yi Mei was puzzled, but said in his mouth: "You have already suffered internal injuries, so you should quit the school, so as not to affect your future practice!" ”

Wang Ziqiao smiled: "There is nothing to do, but your dragon gossip palm is indeed extraordinary, I have heard that your gossip door is two yi give birth to four elephants, four elephants give birth to gossip, from the eight mother palms into eight eight sixty-four palms, out of nowhere, you can instantly hit the thirty-second palm, I don't know if the road has been completed, and then hit the last sixty-four palms?" ”

Yimei's expression was calm: "What? Would you like to try it? ”

"Uh, you can really do another sixty-four palms? Are you at the Grandmaster level? Prince Qiao was surprised: "How old are you?" Thirty at most, right? ”

"You don't need to ask about this, now that five minutes have passed, you have passed the assessment, are you going to fight? Or is it out now? Imei asked.

Prince Qiao was eager to try it and said with a smile: "How could I give up such a good opportunity?" ”

As he spoke, he picked up a hard sword from the ground and said, "Few people know that my two hands can make a sword at the same time at the same speed, so you have to be careful this time!" ”

When Yi Mei heard this, her heart sank, and her demeanor became extremely serious.