The words of the mourning dragon made the street quiet, and then a strong murderous aura erupted from Nie Pohu, the black-faced god, Tong Xiaoxiao and others, and the breath shocked the wind and clouds, and several restless clouds appeared in the sky above the good taste inn.

"If you give it, you will die in three days, and if you don't give it?" Liu Wei'an took a good time and didn't think about it at all.

"If you don't give it, you will die now, and the death will be even worse." The mourning dragon smiled even brighter.

"What if I kill Li Duwen?" Liu Wei'an asked again.

"You can't kill him." There is an irresistible will in the voice of the dead dragon.

When the words fell, the knife light flashed, and almost no one could see the movements of the black-faced god clearly, and when they saw the knife light, the thick-backed leopard-headed knife had already returned to its sheath. The crisp sound spreads through the air, and it lingers.

A fine bead of blood oozed from Li Duwen's neck, starting from the throat and circling around the neck, becoming more and more obvious, and the blood beads were connected into a line. Li Duwen seemed to sense something, and suddenly looked up at the black-faced god. Feeling his head light, rolling down from his neck, Li Duwen's eyes turned into horror after a moment of doubt, and then quickly turned into dead gray and completely froze.

Quiet!

The air on the long street was unprecedentedly quiet, and many people felt chills behind them. As the face of the mourning dragon, kill the people of the Li family. Whether it is the identity of the mourning dragon or the background of the Li family, which one is not a character who stomps his feet and the blue city will tremble, and the black-faced god will kill when he says kill, simply and neatly, without dragging the mud and water. Such a knife technique, deep and fast and accurate, this is a pleasing thing to the eye, but everyone has a feeling that the end of the world is coming, and they can't help but want to leave.

"You killed him!" The strong murderous aura was like a volcanic eruption, and the voice of the mourning dragon was colder than the wind of the cold winter moon.

"You said it was for you? What you say is alive, what I give is dead, the approach is not right, but the person must still be this person, and then! The black-faced god grinned, and flew up and kicked Li Duwen's head at the Mourning Dragon like a ball.

"Catch them for me, don't kill them, I'm going to let them taste the torture that no one in this world wants to try before dying." The Mourning Dragon closed its eyes, and the True Qi of the Protective Body suddenly erupted when the head touched the body, instantly smashing the head into pieces, and spilling flesh and bones all over the ground.

The doglegs on both sides and the swords of the men behind them came out together, killing the good taste inn. The shopkeeper's face was almost crying, and he wanted to speak, but he didn't dare. Fortunately, Liu Wei'an didn't make it difficult for him, and the black-faced god and Tong Xiaoxiao took the initiative to jump off the inn to avoid the situation where the battle burned into the inn.

The moment he landed, the black-faced god and Tong Xiaoxiao lightning struck, and the flickering sword light made the eyes of the enemies who were close at hand squint, and the time of this squint decided his life and death. The black-faced god staggered past him, a trail of blood expanding infinitely on his neck.

"Ho-ho-" The dogleg rushed forward a few steps and fell headlong.

Tong Xiaoxiao's life-killing hammer opened, with a force of thousands of catties, and the dog leg that rushed up touched it lightly, and immediately let out a painful scream and flew out.

The black-faced god suddenly accelerated, crashed into the pile of people, the sword flashed, a miserable scream sounded, and the seven big men spun and flew out, falling five or six meters away, motionless, and a blood mark overflowed from the center of his eyebrows.

In a few breaths, a third of the Dragon's men hung up. The Black Bull, the Yellow Bull and the Stone Ox only took over the enemy, and the gap between the different levels was too big.

The mourning dragon was able to dominate the south of the city, naturally not because of the ferocity, but because it was indeed outstanding. The people under him, whether they are from the legs of the dogs who are evil

is still a specially recruited thug, and his strength is quite good. The three of Shi Niu, in the Ping An team, belong to the best, and in the face of the thugs of the Mourning Dragon, they can only tie.

The mourning dragon snorted softly, and the four gray-clothed men who had been closely following him walked out of the two of them, and walked out of the two of them. Step by step, clear, but incredibly fast, inserted into the battle in an instant. One person has big sleeves and flutters, making the kung fu in his sleeves, and the other person is holding the Emei thorn and making a tricky move.

The black-faced god's eyes flashed, and he preemptively stopped the Qiankun in his sleeve, this person's aura was restrained, and his strength was unfathomable. Tong Xiaoxiao faced the person who used the Emei thorn, but with just one move, he almost shook the deadly Mixed Yuan Hammer away, and the tiger's mouth cracked, overflowing with bloodstains.

The man in gray took a step forward, instantly shortening the distance between the two, and the Emei thorn stabbed up and down, as fast as lightning. Tong Xiaoxiao's face changed greatly. The Deadly Mixed Element Hammer was still in mid-air, and the whole body was empty, and there was no time to defend. As soon as the daughter was fired, a petite figure bolted in.

It's Lu Yan.

I saw her wrist flick, and two sword flowers bloomed, shooting two Emei thorns respectively.

Ding!

The man in gray was shaken, and he couldn't stand taking half a step back, and suddenly his eyes exploded, and he opened his eyes roundly. Both hands slammed into each other, but they were a step too late, and a wisp of sword light flashed from the middle of the Emei thorn that had not yet been closed, and it was motionless. Lu Yan staggered past him, killing the thug behind him, the sword light flickered, stabbing three people in a row, and when the fourth person fell, a wisp of blood overflowed from the center of the gray-clothed man's eyebrows, and he fell straight down.

The people watching the battle nearby were all shocked, the blood only overflowed after such a long interval, how fast was this petite and delicate woman's swordsmanship?

Many people subconsciously regarded Lu Yan, a delicate person, as an object that needed to be protected, and only then did they find out at the scene that he was the most powerful person.

A scream rang out, and another gray-clothed man retreated, his right hand empty, and his arm had been cut off from shoulder to shoulder. The black-faced god sneered, "If you want to run, no way!" ”

The leopard's head knife turned into a knife that was tens of meters away, and fell on the head. The man in gray gritted his teeth and shot out of his left sleeve.

Peng –

The sword light collided with the sleeves, the sword light shattered instantly, and the gray-clothed man was shocked, and at this time, Lu Yan suddenly passed by him, and a wisp of sword flashed away.

Ahh

The man in gray let out a terrible scream and fell to the sky. At some point, a hole appeared in the heart, bubbling with blood.

After Lu Yan killed the man in gray, he returned to the thugs again, one in and one out, and the rabbit fell and fell, as fast as it was to the extreme. Many people didn't react, and the man in gray had already fallen to the ground bleeding.

"Look for death!" The mourning dragon was furious, took one step, and suddenly arrived behind Tong Xiaoxiao, hit half of his fist, and suddenly his face changed, and he crashed into the air.

Like an unpredictable prophet, a sharp arrow and lightning appeared there, colliding with a fist.

Bang –

The arrows exploded, the flames spread across the sky, and the terrible heat filled the air. The mourning dragon's eyes shrank, his clothes inadvertently agitated, and a layer of protective true qi floated on the surface of his body, blocking the high temperature from the outside.

Whoosh –

The second arrow arrived.

The mourning dragon hesitated for a moment, and could only give up Tong Xiaoxiao and concentrate on dealing with the arrows. Nie Pohu stood on the second floor, his eyes were like electricity, the bowstring vibrated endlessly, and arrows shot out one after another.

"Ice Rune Arrow!"

"Flame Rune Arrow!"

"Dismemberment Spell Arrow!"

"Burst Talisman!"

……

After a piece of sleeve was blown up, the mourning dragon no longer dared to break the tiger. The straight arrow is not terrible, no matter how fast it is, his realm is higher than Nie Pohu, and he is not afraid, what is unguardable is the arc arrow, thinking that it is missed, Leng Buding turned a corner and came back, and the first arc arrow almost shot the dead dragon through the heart.

The screams in his ears continued, and the mourning dragon's heart became more and more angry, and finally with a roar, a phantom shadow floated above his head, transforming into a terrifying giant beast in mid-air, and the huge coercion enveloped half of the blue city. Countless people saw this giant beast phantom, and their faces changed greatly.

"It's the Lost Dragon, who are you dealing with?"

"I'm afraid that the opponent this time is not ordinary, and he even let the mourning dragon and even the giant beast be released."

"His opponent is terrible, and the death dragon has released the giant beast, which means that he is already extremely angry."

……

Most of the people in the Blue City are familiar with the habits of the dragon, and when they see the giant beast, they consciously stay away from this area, but there are also people who do the opposite.

Around the long street, four people appeared silently. A sharp arrow as straight as a gun, like an unsheathed arrow, stood on the roof. A man with a whole body shrouded in a black robe, standing in a corner, is easy to ignore. A young man of twenty-five or sixteen sat on a stone mill on the side of the road, biting a chicken called flower in his mouth, and eating it loudly. There is also a veiled woman, standing in the room of a certain inn, only the upper body can be seen through the window, and the emerald green dress seems to be unable to cover the towering peaks, which makes people can't help but think about it.

All four were quiet and did not interfere with the battle. It seems that he is a tree and a flower on the side of the road, but the masters in the crowd are subconsciously staying away from them.

Ahh

The last scream fell, and the dogs and thugs of the mourning dragon were all dead, and there was only one mourning dragon left. He had just used the giant beast to suppress Nie Pohu, and the black-faced god almost split his head in half with a single sword.

A trace of anger flashed in the dragon's eyes, and his fists were as fast as lightning. saw a figure flashing, Lu Yan stepped in, and blocked a fist with the black-faced god.

Boom –

The mourning dragon only shook his upper body, but Lu Yan and the black-faced god were shocked back more than a dozen steps, and the mourning dragon was just about to pursue, when the two arrows shot one after the other, and they kept singing. The mourning dragon was so frightened that he quickly stopped, shot the arrows, Lu Yan and the black-faced god fell again, Tong Xiaoxiao did not attack, but kept testing on the side. He was not qualified to intervene in a gold-level battle, but don't forget, he had a gold weapon in his hand.

The silver pinnacle with the gold weapon in hand is enough to deal damage to the gold level.

The strength of the Mourning Dragon is reflected at this moment, one person against three gold levels, and he does not fall behind at all. The four of them fought quickly, and after fighting more than 100 moves, the mourning dragon shook Lu Yan and the black-faced god, turned around and shot out.

No one expected that the mourning dragon would suddenly escape, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed out of more than two hundred meters, and when he was about to rush into the alley, he seemed to see Liu Wei'an move, and it seemed to be an illusion. In the next second, the earth-shattering screams of the lost dragon came from the depths of the alley. After the screams, everything was calm.

Shi Niu swaggered into the alley, and after a while came back with the corpse of the dead dragon.

Sizzle-

Seeing the corpse of the dead dragon, many people on the street took a breath of cold air.