Looking at the smoke around him, Shi Xuan felt heavy.

"Although I knew that someone was ambushed, I didn't expect that I would have the audacity to use an anti-materiel sniper rifle?

"Stinky Shixuan, you can't be gentle! You can't find a wife if you're so rude!"

Shi Xuan was vigilant all around, since the anti-materiel sniper rifles had been taken out, Shi Xuan didn't believe that the other party would be willing to return in vain.

But Lu Yao, who was very arrogant, obviously didn't realize his danger, or didn't care at all, but rubbed his ass and complained with a red face.

The corners of his mouth twitched, Shi Xuan was powerless to complain, but he really wanted to correct Lu Yao's slightly distorted three views.

His lips moved slightly, and Shi Xuan was about to remind Lu Yao to be careful, when a subtle sound of breaking wind came in, which was the sound of the blade rubbing against the air, this kind of blade whimper was all too familiar to Shi Xuan.

Shi Xuan's eyes were slightly dark, his face returned to indifference, as if he was paralyzed, if he could do anything to the enemy, don't move his mouth, even if he didn't bother to give one with an expression.

His ears twitched slightly, and a katana tore through the smoke beside him, heading straight for Shi Xuan's head, but unfortunately it was too slow, and it was detected the moment the knife was released.

Shi Xuan sideways dodged the oncoming knife, his movements were nimble and elegant, looking at the katana passing in front of him, the cold light of the blade flickered, and the slash sparkled on the body made of T-alloy.

The wind pressure of the long knife blew the thick smoke slightly, and a crimson demon mask with an unknown gender appeared in the field of vision, revealing a slightly dark red pupil.

The long knife missed, Zhang Yan paused, a trace of hesitation flashed in his pale red pupils, and as soon as he took a breath, he was about to swing the knife again to cut off Shi Xuan's head, facing a guy who was not a martial artist, Zhang Yan had this confidence.

The fingers were bent into claws, the lightning poked out, grabbed Zhang Yan's wrist holding the knife and broke it up, with a crisp click, Zhang Yan's wrist was dislocated, and it seemed that only a layer of skin and flesh was left, and the silver-white katana fell off his hand and was held by Shi Xuan.

A snort came from the mask, and the voice was rough and low, it was a man.

Shi Xuan looked at the man in front of him with his wrist scrapped, he was so painful that he trembled to his knees, but he still didn't want to scream, and even his eyes were still staring at Shi Xuan, flashing this kind of thing called madness.

"I hope you survive!"

Bang! The head slammed into the car, and the crimson demon mask shattered, revealing an ordinary but vicissitudes of life, even a real demon may not be able to hold up, let alone a shoddy mask?

Let go of the masked man whose life and death are unknown, although the masked man's strength is not good, but Shi Xuan felt the fluctuation of spiritual power from him, although it is very weak, but it does exist, and this trace of spiritual power is full of blood and killing!

Combat is about strength, speed, reflexes, skills, brains, etc., not to be strong to win, not to be able to explode seeds, but the masked man is obviously not.

With a flip of his wrist, the silver-white katana slashed twice, and the blade whimpered, drawing two sword flowers.

Shi Xuan is familiar with the long knife in his hand, each knife is an independent individual, has its own unique temper, it is difficult to exert real strength if you are not familiar, this katana is finely made, the blade is sharp, although it is under the banner of a collection, but it is indeed a good knife.

The long knife was held in front of him, this was to put the enemy who suddenly appeared in front of him, after all, the smoke was still not clearing, and the shouts of killing around him were endless, maybe someone in front of him would come at him with a long knife in his hand.

While being vigilant about the surroundings, Shi Xuan glanced at Lu Yao, who was not far away, and suddenly the corners of his mouth twitched, and he silently withdrew his gaze.

"It's so naïve that I'm worried about Lu Yao, I hope the guy on the other side can survive!"

"Hey~~"

With a coquettish shout, the black long whip flew, wrapping up a masked man who was a little miserable at the moment, Lu Yao's wrist flicked hard, and the masked man flew to a car in the next lane like a duck that was choked by the neck, smashing the front window glass with a bang, and then stuffed into the cab, his body twisted abnormally.

"Die!"

The long knife slashed vertically, and the enemy did not show mercy at all because there was a delicate beauty in front of him, or the person who tried to show mercy had fallen to the ground.

Lu Yao turned around and straightened the long whip to block the vertical blade, looking at the V-shaped long whip and the sharp blade in front of him, Lu Yao looked at the masked man in front of him who was trembling all over his body, trying to make the blade continue to drop by an inch, and smiled charmingly, and then the straight and tender white long legs lightning kicked out, and a straight kick kicked the masked man away, and slammed into a car not far behind him, with the old man who had just been thrown into the driver's seat.

The katana that pressed the long whip into a V-shape lost its support and was bounced off, spinning in the air for an unknown number of times before inserting a masked man who was trying to get close to Shi Xuan, the masked man's head stiffened and moved down, staring blankly at the tip of the knife exposed on his chest, and the corners of his mouth opened and closed with an incomprehensible syllable.

"I......... Knock............ Knock ............"

Retracting the long whip, Lu Yao raised his little head, revealing a slender jade neck, his big eyes as bright as gems sparkled, and he stared closely at a very burly masked man who was much taller than himself not far away, showing an overwhelming advantage in momentum.

The burly masked man and Lu Yao looked at each other, and suddenly realized that there was something about the fierce beauty in front of him, and there seemed to be a feeling of eagerness in his bright eyes, which was like saying come on, come and hit me!

This made the masked man feel ridiculous, but the companions lying around him warned him that it was true.

The burly masked man twisted his neck and let out a crisp bone roar, roaring loudly, and then picked up a long stick of equal height, strode towards Shi Xuan under Lu Yao's contemptuous gaze, and made the most cowardly behavior with the most ferocious attitude.

Burly men generally like to use this kind of long stick with the thickness of an ordinary person's arm, which is very powerful and relatively small in inspection.

Shi Xuan just caught a glimpse of this scene, which is also the reason why Shi Xuan was afraid of Lu Yao, he couldn't beat him, and he couldn't do anything to this lovely girl!

The force was born from the feet, Shi Xuan jumped sideways to avoid the burly masked man's stick sweep and continued to take a few steps back, an inch long and an inch strong, in the face of this kind of stick weapon, it was very unwise to take the initiative to pull away from it, because the katana in his hand was only less than a meter long, and it was inferior to the burly masked man's long stick in terms of power and range.

But Shi Xuan was also very helpless, he was really worried that Lu Yao would suddenly intervene during the fight, not because he was worried that she would snatch someone's head, but because he was worried that her head would be hot and she would beat herself up.

The strong wind was blowing, and the nearly two-meter-long stick smashed head-on, Shi Xuan took a step back, his face was solemn, just by comparing the breath, he could know that the burly man in front of him was definitely not comparable to the previous masked man, not only the spiritual power fluctuations were stronger, but the most important thing was that the skills were not bad, the fighting style was fierce, and he opened and closed widely, which was very unfriendly to Shi Xuan who was holding a katana!

The arm-thick stick slammed into the asphalt, creating a small crater and sending charred black asphalt flying everywhere.

"Be careful~"

Shi Xuan's essence light flashed away, and he took a step forward to approach, but at this moment, the long stick that smashed on the ground bounced up violently, and went straight to his heart like a spiritual snake, swift and ruthless.

After a pause, the long knife quickly returned to defense, and the spine of the knife blocked the stick that stabbed directly, knocking Shi Xuan back a few steps with a bang.

Shi Xuan glanced at the long knife in his hand that was still trembling slightly, his brows furrowed, blood flowed down from the hilt, and the tiger's mouth was shattered.

If I hadn't reacted quickly just now, I was afraid that I would have been pierced through my heart with a stick, even if the knife blocked this blow, my arm was still sore and numb, which showed the power of this stick.

Seeing that Shi Xuan was safe and sound, Lu Yao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, the scene just now frightened her, took a deep breath, bit her silver teeth lightly, and was ready to rescue at any time, and then Liu frowned slightly.

"When did Shi Xuan become so powerful? This gorilla on the other side is a real martial artist, how can you think that Xiao Xuan doesn't seem to be left behind!"

"Okay, you Shixuan, you dare to lie to me!"

Looking at Shi Xuan, who was fighting back and forth with the burly man, Lu Yao was both worried and relieved, but she seemed to remember something, and her serious little face suddenly puffed up.

The long knife slashed diagonally, the silver-white blade cut a bleak moon arc, and slashed heavily on the arm-thick earthy yellow long stick, it was not Shi Xuan's knife that went straight to the enemy's weapon, but what can be done if it is blocked by others?

The center of gravity is slightly heavy, both hands hold the knife and press down hard, the blade and the stick wrestle to make an overwhelming clicking sound, in fact, the blade is only a third of the stick, since the emergence of the aura, all kinds of plants have undergone earth-shaking changes, this kind of wood that can resist the blade slash is not uncommon, and even some trees that grow near the fall of meteorites are not as hard as gold and iron.

The long knife is getting closer and closer to the burly man, who is tall and muscular, but he is inferior in this battle of strength.

The burly man's arm gradually bent, and it was hard to imagine that this guy in front of him, who didn't look strong, could actually burst out with the power to suppress himself at a critical moment, which was really amazing, fortunately, this guy was not a martial artist, if he became a martial artist, the threat level would probably not be lower than that of Lu Yao, who was known as the hope of the future.

Shi Xuan was not surprised by this ending, although he failed to become a martial artist, but he also had his own adventures, looking at the burly man in front of him who was struggling to support, Shi Xuan had a hearty feeling, the previous guy was too weak, there was no realm but no corresponding strength and skills, and the burly man in front of him wearing an orange demon mask had both strength and skills.

Sinking waist, force from the feet, a piercing whimper sounded, the burly man was kicked away with a bang, and hit a car not far from him, the car was knocked into the door of the car collapsed, the burly man stood up in the deformed car, like a king who got up on his throne, but he was handsome for only three seconds, and as soon as he got up, he vomited blood, and every time he breathed, he felt a knife pierced his lungs, which was injured, and his internal organs were injured.

There's no way, the situation just now is either a hard kick or a hard knife, compared with the two, the burly man chooses to take a kick, after all, the next kick will hurt at most.