The young master's face was extremely pale, and his body trembled slightly, not knowing whether it was fear or anger, or both. The swordsman's whole body tensed, guarding in front of the young master, staring at everyone vigilantly.

"This incident is actually a misunderstanding." The young master's voice was bitter, as arrogant as him, and when he said this, he undoubtedly bowed his head, and every word was extremely difficult.

The black-faced god, Tong Xiaoxiao, Lu Yan and others surrounded the two, and their cold eyes did not have any emotion.

Liu Wei'an picked up his ears, gently brushed off the dust on them, walked up to Yan'er, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?" ”

Yan'er bit her lower lip, her beautiful eyes were already moist, and she shook her head vigorously. With this movement, the two bronze steel knives on the neck turned into powder and fell.

If this scene was seen by others, they would definitely jump in surprise, but at this moment, no one cared.

"Don't be afraid, it's all over." Liu Wei'an took out the potion and picked up the ear for Yan'er. "World of Warcraft" is good at this, no matter how serious the injury, as long as it does not die, it can be healed quickly. Those with broken arms and lame legs can also be picked up as long as the potion is good enough. And it won't take long to heal, it's amazing.

The ear is just a piece of meat, and after the medicine is connected, there is no trace of a cup of tea in less than a time. As long as you don't pull hard, it won't fall off. It is estimated that it will take an hour to heal completely.

"I think we can talk." Seeing Liu Wei'an looking over, the young master said seriously, he had regained his calm.

"What are you waiting for? Have lunch? Liu Wei'an said coldly.

"Liu Wei'an, do you know who we are?" The young master's face changed greatly, but he didn't have time to speak anymore, the black-faced god and Tong Xiaoxiao pounced on him at the same time, and the swordsman was stared at by Lu Yan for the first time.

The young master turned out to be a gold-level master, with extremely strong strength, although it was only in the early stage of gold, he alone blocked the black-faced god and Tong Xiaoxiao, and had the upper hand. Shocked and furious, the black-faced god was furious.

He is also a gold-level master, and he is suppressed by other gold-level masters, how can he bear it. His eyes were red, and his thick-backed leopard-headed knife was faster than a knife, only attacking but not defending, like crazy.

On the other side, the fight between Lu Yan and the swordsman didn't seem to be so intense, but it was even more dangerous than on the side of the black-faced god, as long as one mistake was immediately the end of death. The swordsman's sword is tight, the attack is like a spirit snake out of a hole, fast as lightning, and the defensive position is like an iron cable across the river, not leaking.

Lu Yan's killing skills honed in his blood made him helpless to take a swordsman for a while. However, all this changed in an instant when Nie Pohu raised his bow.

The young master and the swordsman felt locked by a terrifying killing intent at the same time, and that feeling was as if the sleeping beast had opened its eyes, and they were unfortunate that they were just in front of the beast.

Rumang's back is not enough to describe the mood of the two, half of his mind is on Nie Pohu, but in this way, the reaction is difficult to mellow and perfect, and Lu Yan, the black-faced god and Tong Xiaoxiao seized the opportunity.

A streak of blood appeared on the young master's face, almost cutting off his left ear. The young master's face turned pale, and his eyes were full of anger.

Tong Xiaoxiao's attack hammer suddenly held the knife of the black-faced god, the two forces intersected, Tong Xiaoxiao was like a lightning strike, and retreated three meters, the black-faced god was also shocked, his arms were numb, and he was almost cut off by the young master's sword, and shouted angrily at Tong Xiaoxiao: "What are you doing?" ”

"I don't know." Tong Xiaoxiao looked confused.

As he fought, Tong's small hammer suddenly hit the head of the black-faced god, and the black-faced god jumped away with lightning, and the strong wind brought by the hammer blew a bloody mark on his face.

"You're crazy!" The black-faced god was furious.

"I don't know what's going on?" Tong Xiaoxiao is very innocent.

"Be careful" The black-faced god didn't have time to ask, and with a turn of the sword, he blocked the young master's ghostly sword.

Tong Xiaoxiao broke out in a cold sweat, and almost cut his neck with the sword. This time, he was extremely cautious, and he collected a little bit of strength in every move, and a piece of sword light rolled over from the side.

With the blood splattering, he lost at least a pound of flesh on his thighs.

"What are you doing?" Tong Xiaoxiao's painful face was deformed, and he looked at the black-faced god with very innocent eyes.

"It's this kid who did it." The black-faced god said with a red face.

"I know, but you're too hard." Tong Xiaoxiao is very aggrieved, I hit you twice, there is no, you give me a moment, and directly cut off a pound of meat.

"I didn't do it to you." The black-faced god said angrily.

"But you take it easy, hey" Tong Xiaoxiao's voice did not fall, and there was an extra blood mark on his body, if he didn't dodge quickly, he would have to split the body.

"This kid is weird, be careful." The black-faced god shouted angrily.

"I've been very careful, but oops" Tong Xiaoxiao hugged his head and retreated, missing a large piece of his scalp and becoming bald.

"I'm Cao" The black-faced god was shocked and angry, "What the hell is this, I don't believe it's bad again, you walk away"

Two fingers fell to the ground, Tong Xiaoxiao's tears were about to come out, pain is one thing, the focus is on grievance. He is silver-level, and the black-faced god is gold-level, and he can't dodge the black-faced god's attack at all.

"You don't want to go up, I can do it alone" hurt Tong Xiaoxiao again, and the black-faced god was embarrassed.

When Tong Xiaoxiao withdrew from the battlefield with infinite grievances, Nie Pohu seized the opportunity and shot an arrow.

The arrow shot out like a meteor, passing through the flickering flaw, and hit the swordsman's temple, and the energy of the bursting talisman arrow shattered the swordsman's protective true qi. Lu Yan suddenly approached, and the brilliant sword light pierced the sky and disappeared in a flash. As the figures parted, the swordsman froze, and after a few seconds, he saw a fine streak of blood appear from his neck.

Bang!

The swordsman fell straight down, and the sound that was not loud sounded like a thunderclap in the young master's ears, and his heart fluctuated instantly.

Nie Pohu shot the second arrow, the distance of twenty meters seemed to be non-existent, and the arrow passed through the young master's shoulder, with a wisp of blood shot on the tree of more than ten meters, three inches deep.

The young master's face turned pale, and he could no longer maintain the upper hand in front of the black-faced god.

"The half-immortal should have seen the origin of this person, right?" Liu Wei'an glanced at Xu Banxian.

From the moment Yan'er felt the uncontrolled release of the killing machine and the cold qi that even she didn't understand, Xu Banxian's attention had been on her body, feeling that the bronzes had been frozen into powder, and his pitted face trembled a few times. Hearing Liu Wei'an's words, his eyes rolled a few times, which seemed to be an unconscious behavior, because no matter how he turned, he couldn't see clearly.

"This is the Murong family's Dou Xingxing."

"Fighting the stars?" Liu Wei'an's eyes flashed, and the name sounded very domineering.

Nie Pohu shot the third arrow, this arrow was his famous stunt 'arc arrow', the young master blocked the air, the arrow pierced his right shoulder, and the long sword fell to the ground weakly.

When

The young lord's face is like ashes.

"Boy, are you very arrogant, look at how arrogant you are when you don't have any hands." The black-faced god directly cut off his two arms with two knives, and several pieces of equipment on the young master's body automatically emitted light to defend, but the thick-backed leopard head knife of the black-faced god was also a golden weapon, and it was easily shattered.

"Actually, we don't have to be enemies." Beads of sweat the size of beans came out of the young master's head, but this man was strong-willed and silent.

Liu Wei'an looked at him with a mocking smile.

"I understand you, you are an ambitious person, the forces behind me are unimaginable to you, with my help, you will definitely be able to control the Blue City in the shortest possible time." The young master stared at Liu Wei'an, gritted his teeth and said: "Killing me will not do you any good, on the contrary, you will get a very powerful enemy." ”

"Powerful?" Liu Wei'an said disdainfully: "I don't feel it at all." ”

"I admit that I was careless this time, but the power behind me is by no means something you can imagine, and offending me will not do you any good." Less Lord's Road.

"You still don't know what's wrong with you." Liu Wei'an lost interest in speaking, dropped a sentence, and returned to the Blue City with Yan'er.

"Don't let him die too easily!"

"Don't worry, boss, I'll let him die with a sense of accomplishment." The black-faced god replied loudly, looking excited.

……

The slums, the territory of the Desert Gang.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?" The first words of the desert gang were spoken, and an arrow burst through the air, piercing his throat.

"Someone is making trouble" The second person walked into the footsteps of his companion before he finished speaking, clutching his throat and falling.

"Ahh

Tong Xiaoxiao and Lu Yan shot into the gate like tigers descending from the mountain. The people who rushed out of it only felt that the figures flashed, and two people's necks had already been cut, Lu Yan's hand was like lightning, a cold light flashed, and the three of them fell straight up.

Tong Xiaoxiao was majestic, and he blocked most of the roads alone, and the deadly Mixed Yuan Hammer struck everyone with the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops, rolling up a violent wind, and the momentum was terrifying. The desert gang was so strong that they had to stop.

Black Bull, Yellow Bull, and Stone Ox led the members of the Ping An Brigade to kill them from the edge. Nie Pohu flipped onto the wall, condescending, and as the bowstring vibrate, the members of the Desert Gang fell one after another, and none of the people he was targeting could run away.

The masters of the desert gang were all taken away by the young master, and there were only four gold-level masters left, one of whom was killed by Lu Yan and Nie Pohu as soon as he came out, and then Lu Yan entangled one, Nie Pohu aimed at one, and the black-faced god who arrived in time stopped the last person. The moment Lu Yan killed his opponent, the fate of the Desert Gang was sealed.

The battle ended quickly, and it was only twenty minutes before and after. Some members of the Desert Gang didn't even understand what was going on and hung up.

Shi Niu led the people to raid the desert gang's house as quickly as possible and returned to the south of the city.

"Didn't you torture that bullshit young master?" Tong Xiaoxiao looked at the black-faced god in confusion, "Why did you come here so quickly, your attack was too heavy?" ”

"I cut him into a stick and planted it on the ground, and then I smeared the wound with honey." The black-faced god smirked.

When Shi Niu and the others heard this, they couldn't help but distance themselves a little further from the black-faced god.