In an instant, the already unclear sky suddenly darkened, the air seemed to have turned into liquid, extremely viscous, the shadow of a goshawk faintly appeared in the sky, exuding a domineering aura, and the middle-aged man was wearing yellow clothes, which also turned into jet black at this moment.

A space of five or six meters, in a flash.

Tang Dingdong's delicate face flashed a trace of horror, the spirit of the middle-aged man locked her the moment she made a move, and there was no one left and right, but she didn't know how to dodge, no matter where she went, under the traction of the opportunity, it would only increase the momentum of the middle-aged man. His arms were staggered, and two daggers slipped out of his sleeves, shining.

With a kick of both feet, Tang Dingdong was like an arrow off the string, and took the initiative to meet it, the dagger or stabbed or teased or slashed, conjuring up a piece of light and shadow, and attacking more than 20 moves in an instant, the crowd saw that the middle-aged man was surrounded by daggers for a moment, and couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

The middle-aged man bent his fingers like claws, and after exchanging more than a dozen moves, he flicked on the dagger.

Ding——

With a clear sound, Tang Dingdong was like a lightning strike, his whole body was shaken, and the dagger in his right hand flew out of his hand, and the direction was exactly in the direction of Liu Wei'an. Her two daggers were like two gates, and when she lost one of them, the door suddenly opened. Between the lightning and the fire, the middle-aged man grabbed her shoulder.

Bang!

Tang Dingdong flew out upside down, stumbled after landing, and almost fell, the clothes on his shoulders were torn, revealing snow-white skin, the traces of three fingers, half a centimeter deep into the skin, and his shoulders became red, swollen and black in the blink of an eye, shocking. From the chest to the abdomen on the right, there are three long blood marks, close to twenty centimeters, as long as it is a little half and a half, I am afraid that it will not be disemboweled.

But it was Tang Dingdong who kicked the middle-aged man's abdomen with a bald head, expecting to be able to force him back, but he didn't know that with a foot down, like kicking a golden stone, the middle-aged man's lower abdomen was extremely hard, and almost broke her legs. Even so, the middle-aged man shot too quickly, and he was still injured.

Escaped by Tang Dingdong, the middle-aged man seemed to feel faceless, snorted, and his voice turned into a sound wave and exploded in Tang Dingdong's mind, Tang Dingdong trembled, a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and when he was frightened, the middle-aged man had already arrived in front of him, his eyes were closed, and he said secretly: My life is over. The gap between the two is too great.

Seeing that Tang Dingdong was about to die under the claws, at the moment of crisis, a huge figure was snatched out of the crowd, why do you say huge, Zhiyin This person is too big, with a big face, a hand, big legs and a big belly, like a mountain of meat bouncing out, I am afraid that it will not be five hundred catties.

Snort –

Roshan turned his body into a weapon and smashed it off the middle-aged man's head, the middle-aged man was naturally unwilling to let this unknown thing hit, his footsteps moved, the lightning moved back half a meter, and the eagle claw gong grabbed Roshan, but he felt that his hand was slippery and abnormal, as if he had caught a loach, but he couldn't focus on it, and finally only scratched two rags.

The strong wind rose from his mind, the middle-aged man turned around in lightning, and a move of the goshawk was sacrificed, which was extremely powerful, and the person who attacked it was very powerful, and a somersault turned back, flexible as a monkey. The middle-aged man glanced at it, but it was a short, thin young man, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a weathered face, but he looked like an old man who had been stumbling in society for more than ten years.

There was another person in the crowd, tall and tall, clean and slender hands, neat nails, this is a pair of hands playing the piano, but at the moment he is holding a three-foot Qingfeng sword, about twenty-one or twelve years old, walking, faintly a noble style, not slow or slow, with a charming smile on his face, and the inadvertently revealed breath makes people dare not underestimate it.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, where did so many outstanding young people pop up, look at this good fat man, he should only be about twenty years old, his strength has reached the late silver stage, and his future growth is unlimited. When he caught a glimpse of Qian Qidan's corpse on the ground, it was already cold, and the killing machine was great.

"Stump, hit him." When the middle-aged man turned his head, he drew his sword and stabbed, like a thunderbolt, and appeared in the middle-aged man's chest in the blink of an eye. Drawing the sword, stabbing the sword, the action is done in one go, fast as lightning, obviously has been practiced countless times, to achieve the realm that can be used without thinking, the most terrifying thing is that he returned his clothes before the sword to let others shoot first, but he was the first to attack, although it was a fair and righteous attack, but it was more silent and swift than a sneak attack.

Snort –

The soles of the middle-aged man's feet seemed to be equipped with a mechanism, moving three feet horizontally, looking at a sword hole in his chest, he was really shocked into a cold sweat, and then a strong killing machine surged up, pounced on the aristocratic youth, before the person arrived, the terrifying energy was in the air, and the surrounding crowd all felt breathless, and their hearts were shocked, and the aristocratic young man in the center did not know how much pressure to bear.

The aristocratic youth's face remained unchanged, there was still a charming smile on his face, the Qingfeng sword exploded, and thousands of sword shadows appeared, enveloping the middle-aged man's whole body, the middle-aged man flicked, dialed, pointed, hit, and belted, the eagle claw skill was complex and changeable, each blow hit the tip of the sword accurately, every time it hit, the aristocratic youth's smile became a point brighter, in the blink of an eye, the two fought more than 50 moves, and the aristocratic youth's smile was also brilliant to a few points, faintly appearing a little hideous.

"Look at the way you're still laughing!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly, his hand was forced, and with a dinging sound, the three-foot Qingfeng swordsman was cut in two, and the aristocratic young man spurted out a mouthful of blood and crashed into the crowd. The middle-aged man grabbed the second shot, just grabbed a piece of clothing. He had no time to chase after him, and reflexively greeted the thin young man and the big fat man known as the stump.

One is as big as a mountain, attacking Shen Xiong, with great strength, and the other is as agile as electricity, bouncing like flying, and the cooperation is seamless, and it actually entangled the middle-aged man for a while, but it only caught the middle-aged man off guard. The middle-aged man has rich experience, after more than a dozen moves, he figured out the flaws of the two, only three moves, the two of them have hung up the color, when the danger is born, the aristocratic young man is back, I don't know where to find a sword, and the sword will be stabbed.

Three young people, one is as fast as flying, one is infinitely manpowered, and one is strange, any one of them is an extremely outstanding junior, placed in other places, they will be able to shine, but they are not enough to see the middle-aged people, more than a dozen moves, as the aristocratic youth was injured again and vomited blood, the three took the initiative to attack and became defense.

Bang!

The middle-aged man shrank his hand in lightning, the bullet grazed his skin, and the scorching air flow made his skin get a little goosebumps, and when he raised his head, Tang Dingdong shot three more shots.

"Humph!" The middle-aged man flicked his sleeves, and the clothes of ordinary materials became as hard as iron, and the bullets on them could not penetrate, and the sleeves shook, and three bullets shot out, which were the thin man of the company, the stump and the aristocratic youth.

The thin man groaned and turned over to avoid it, with an extra blood mark on his face.

The aristocratic young man slashed with his sword, slashing at the bullet impartially, but he couldn't avoid the force of the bullet, his chest shook, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he took three steps back.

The stump let out a loud scream, his left cheek was bloody, and half of his ear was shot off by a bullet.

Tang Dingdong was shocked and angry, and limped up.

"Ding Dong, you go first." The aristocratic young man stepped forward with his sword again, and the sword sneered, unlike the lightning fast before, slow and heavy.

The middle-aged man showed a little dignified, his hands moved, and the shadow of the claws in the sky appeared, attacking the thin man, the stump and Tang Dingdong who pounced on him respectively, and at this moment, more than a dozen camouflage uniforms that knew at a glance that they were students squeezed through the crowd and rushed in, shouting loudly.

"Which bastard would dare to bully Ding Dong."

"Dare to bully to Xinglong Military Academy, the feeling is impatient."

"You have to catch the flagpole and squat under it!"

……

"Classmates, go away, this person is amazing!" Tang Dingdong was in a hurry, stepping up her attack, hoping to entangle the middle-aged man, but the middle-aged man's strength was already too much higher than her, and she was in a hurry, not only failed to pose a threat to the middle-aged man, but instead showed a flaw and was caught by the middle-aged man, and pointed a finger on the dagger.

Bite!

Tang Dingdong spun and fell out, spurting three mouthfuls of blood in a row, and his face was extremely pale.

"Bastard!" More than a dozen classmates were furious, no matter how much they bullied, they lost their light, and rushed forward in a swarm, some of these students were evolutionaries, some were not, but whether it was or not, the shots were extremely sharp, clean and neat, and they were military fists.

Military boxing is the crystallization of many years of reform in the army, simple, clear, powerful, beginner has been powerful, easy to practice and difficult to become, there are many people at the intermediate level, but very few can practice to the higher level, in addition to teaching methods and diligent practice, talent is also very important, and more than a dozen people in front of them, all of them have practiced to a high level, the crowd of onlookers, those who know are not aware of it, and those who do not know are all surprised.

However, the biggest disadvantage of military boxing is that the outer door kung fu, no internal force support, can be fast, not lasting, more than a dozen moves, even the shadow of the middle-aged man is not next to each other, the classmates are sharp, at this time, the middle-aged man suddenly launched a fierce attack, a scream sounded, the students flew out one after another, fell out more than ten meters away, or a scratch on the shoulder or chest or back, deep visible bones, a painful face.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen classmates were all injured and flew out, leaving the aristocratic youth, the thin man and the stump still struggling to support, but they were already sweating profusely and couldn't hold on for long.

"Take them all down." The middle-aged man shouted at the men brought by Qian Qidan, Qian Qidan brought a total of twenty people out, and was killed by Tang Dingdong Eight or nine, and half of them were left, and when he heard the order, he immediately rushed to these students who were lying on the ground and couldn't get up.

"Stop!" At this moment, a figure shot from a distance, this person's face was dark, and a scar on his face was like a centipede, extremely terrifying, stepping on the shoulders of the crowd and rushing over.

He is one of the instructors of the Xinglong Military Academy, Black Yama.

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed, not only did he not stop, but accelerated the speed of his attack, the thin man was first unsupported, was clawed on the back, screamed, flew out, and then the stump was bounced away.

Bite!

The half-truncated sword of the aristocratic young man flew out of his hand, and when he was about to retreat, it was too late, his throat was tight, and he had been caught by the middle-aged man's neck, the figure flickered, and the black Yama fell to the ground, and the palm he slapped was hurriedly withdrawn, and he threw a mouse bogey.