A tyrant in the south of the city, a lost dragon, died like this?

It's a little too easy, but the facts are in front of you, and you can't help but believe it. Next, everyone understood the reason why Liu Wei'an did not hesitate to kill the mourning dragon. The three of Shi Niu touched the corpse in front of the public, with skillful techniques, weapons, equipment, and space rings, and they stripped a person naked in the blink of an eye, leaving a cloth of no value.

Not an inch of grass is left.

"Boss, I killed Li Duwen, it seems that there is no way to blackmail the Li family." It was only then that the black-faced god remembered this question.

"yes, these people shouldn't be worth a lot of money." Tong Xiao glanced at the trembling cavalry. Seeing that the black-faced god did not hesitate to cut Li Duwen, their pride and luck completely fell to the bottom. This group of people has no limit to what they do, which is what people like them are most afraid of.

The so-called fierce are afraid of the ruthless, and the ruthless are afraid of the cross.

Liu Wei'an and others are more ruthless than them.

"Kill it if it's worthless." Liu Wei'an didn't care, although in line with the principle that mosquito legs are also meat, he exchanged them for some money, but the plan couldn't catch up with the changes, and he had a better choice.

The black-faced god rushed into the room, and after a flash of swords, he walked out of the room. The knife was unsheathed, and the room was completely silent.

The spectators on the long street felt a chill in their hearts. I heard that this Liu Wei'an, who came from Black Dragon City, was a river dragon, but I didn't expect it to be so ruthless.

"Ladies and gentlemen, who is willing to help me lead the way to the Mourning Dragon's lair, a piece of silver." Liu Wei'an raised his voice.

The street was quiet for a while, and then the footsteps sounded, and the players rushed into the hotels and inns like a tide, and the players behind saw that they couldn't fit it and fled for their lives.

"Don't go, everyone, the price is negotiable, if you dislike it, it's not impossible to use gold." Liu Wei'an said. only to find that the player ran faster.

In an instant, the lively street became empty.

"The blue city deserves to be a big city, and it has money." Shi Niu's eyes were full of envy, "I don't want any gold." "His weapons are all silver. In fact, the three of them have followed Liu Wei'an for so long, and it is not impossible to get a gold weapon, but their strength was too low before, and they couldn't exert the power of the gold weapon when they gave it to it, but it was even more difficult to show their strength when they used silver weapons.

But now that his strength has improved greatly, he is qualified to use the gold weapon.

"Four, the others have run away, can you help me lead the way?" Liu Wei'an smiled.

The people on the street were not completely gone, because there were four more people who had not moved. They are the cold man on the roof, the second-rate son who gnaws on the flower chicken, the black-robed man, and the masked woman in the inn.

"Okay, as long as you have the ability, don't say lead the way with you, it's no problem to give you a car." The second-rate son threw away the chicken bones, took out a jar of daughter red, patted the mud seal, and swallowed it in a big gulp. When the rich aroma of wine wafted into the air, the cold man on the roof made a move.

Floating over like a shadow, his bright eyes were like two cold stars, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, this was a person with a heart like a rock.

In mid-air, a little black light jumped out of the sleeve, like a spirit snake out of a hole, as fast as lightning. It turned out to be his weapon, the Zhanger Snake Spear, such a huge long weapon, no one knew how he hid it in his sleeve.

"I'm coming!"

Nie Pohu moved and was stopped by Liu Wei'an. He didn't know the cold man

Who is it, but from the aura of a cold man above Nie Pohu, Nie Pohu is not an opponent.

He stepped forward and threw a punch.

"Fist of Judgment!"

A very simple punch, without any momentum, slowly as if the innocent old man was exercising, and the Zhanger snake spear that was as fast as what time it was formed a conspicuous contrast.

Seeing this punch, the masked woman frowned, and a trace of solemnity flashed. The second-rate drink stopped for a moment when it flowed into his mouth in mid-air, and the time was so short that no one noticed it except for a few people. Only the black-robed man covered his face and could not see his expression.

The greater the power, the heavier the overflowing breath, which is expressed through the sound of breaking through the air and the diffuse breath. Liu Wei'an's punch was clearly extremely powerful, like a thousand-year-old volcano, waiting to erupt in one day, but there was no trace of breath flowing out, such a method, they thought it was difficult to look at it.

Disheveled!

The fist and the Zhang'er snake spear erupted with the sound of leather breaking, under the strong counterattack force, the spearhead of the Zhang'er snake spear instantly stopped advancing, but the spear tail was still moving forward, and the terrible squeezing force made the Zhang'er snake spear bend like a bow, and it shot back in an instant, and a pale palm appeared on the path that the Zhang'er snake spear must pass, as if it was waiting there before eternity.

The cold man was fully prepared, but the moment he covered the Zhangji Snake Spear, he still couldn't withstand the trembling of his body, and the power transmitted from the Zhangji Snake Spear was like a Yamamoto tsunami, surging incomparably.

"Fist of Judgment!"

Before this force could be eliminated, Liu Wei'an's second punch arrived. The cold man gritted his teeth and stabbed out the Zhang'er Snake Spear, like a black streamer breaking through the void, and hit his fist in an instant.

Snort –

The sound of breaking the air was sharp and piercing, and the moment he heard the sound of breaking the air, the face of the second-rate son changed, his daughter's red jar was broken, and the fragmented fragments splashed everywhere with the unfinished wine.

He knew that the cold man had been defeated.

Ding——

This time, the sound of the collision was extremely crisp, and the two snake spears shot back, and the surface of the brilliance rubbed against the palm of the cold man, and flames and green smoke came out, almost burning, and finally stopped when the spearhead passed through the palm. The grim man's face changed a few times, and a wisp of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"First of all, there is no cost to lead the way." Liu Wei'an had already returned to the inn, and when he came down the stairs, the cold man had already fallen to the ground and didn't say anything, but his movements and posture had already shown that he was willing to lead the way.

"Compared to the excitement to see, count me in." The second-rate young man walked over with a smile. The black-robed man also came out of the corner, without saying a word, following behind the cold man, bending his back slightly, and instantly became unnoticed.

Only the masked woman inside the inn didn't move.

"If you want to leave, you can leave at any time, I'm a good talker. I never eat twisted melons. Liu Wei'an said with a smile.

A cold glint flashed in the masked woman's eyes, and she came out of the window, like a colorful cloud drifting into the distance, extremely fast, and turned into a small black dot in the blink of an eye.

Just when he was completely out of sight, Liu Wei'an took out the Winter Thunder Bow.

Fast, indescribably fast.

The second-rate young man stood in front of him, and he didn't see clearly how Liu Wei'an shot this arrow, and when his eyes caught the remaining shadow of the arrow, the masked woman's screams also came.

The stone ox rushed quickly

Went out, and after more than ten seconds, ran back. Holding a space ring and a long sword in his hand, the space ring, the second-rate son didn't know it, but when his eyes fell on the long sword, a monstrous wave surged in his heart, and the long sword he was very familiar with, the masked woman's portable sword.

The four heroes of the blue city are fighting endlessly in order to compete for the rankings. He fought with the owner of this sword I don't know how many times, and he could only fight with a slight advantage. But in front of Liu Wei'an, he couldn't take a single move.

What is Liu Wei'an's realm? For the first time in his heart, the second-rate son felt that Liu Wei'an was not here to die, and he vaguely felt that Liu Wei'an would be the fierce rival of the dwarf Lu Lao.

"This is good, which of you wants?" Liu Wei'an glanced at the long sword, it was not heavy, but it was extremely sharp, and it was blown and broken. As for the ring, it was given to Yeon'er.

The black-faced god and Tong Xiaoxiao don't look at it, and the two like heavy weapons. Nie Pohu used a bow and arrow, and was not interested in swords. Shi Niu shook his head, he was not used to using this kind of woman's sword. The scalper and the black bull weighed it, and they both disliked it too lightly. The strength of the two is naturally not as small as Tong Xiaoxiao, but they don't like weapons that are too light.

Lu Yan glanced at it a few times, frowned, and didn't move. She doesn't dislike lightness, but this sword is a bit long, three feet six, she likes to take risks, and the short sword is in line with the characteristics of one inch short and one inch strong.

"It's better to keep it for the meat." Seeing that no one wanted it, Liu Wei'an threw the long sword to Yan'er. Yan'er hung the sword on her waist, she was not tall, and the long sword was easy to touch the ground when hanging on her waist. I am not used to putting it on my back. It is best to hold it in her hand, but her hand has to be empty, so that she can serve Liu Wei'an at any time, hesitated, and threw it into the space ring, which is relaxed.

When the second-rate young man saw this scene, he was hit and didn't want to speak, this is a golden weapon, and he is so disgusted by this group of people, this is a golden weapon.

If he wasn't sure it was the masked woman's sword, he would have thought that Shi Niu had taken a fake sword with a layer of gold plated on it.

When did the hard-to-find gold in the Blue City fall to such a point?

The south of the city is a tyrant, and the nest is naturally in the south of the city. The roads are not complicated, they are all big roads, and it takes more than ten minutes to go. Wulong's subordinates had already heard the news that Liu Wei'an was coming, and they were ready for battle.

"Looks like you're going to follow the path of the mourning dragon to the dark?" Liu Wei'an's relaxed tone seemed to ask: Have you eaten?

Without waiting for these people to answer, Liu Wei'an had already taken out the Winter Thunder Bow.

"Kill them all, no matter how much garbage there is, it's also garbage!"

Buzz –

A long, terrifying arrow pierced the void, and when it reached the crowd, it suddenly dispersed and disappeared. A stream of bloody arrows suddenly appeared from the backs of the dozen thugs at the front, and when their bodies flew out, the screams rang out.

"Bead archery!"

The second-rate young man sounded Liu Wei'an's famous stunt, and the sound of the bowstring vibrating was endless.

When the three of them rushed forward to fight the enemy, there were already nearly two hundred corpses lying on the ground. The black-faced god, Tong Xiaoxiao, and Lu Yan were like tigers entering the flock, and wherever they rushed, the thugs fell down with blood.

Nie Pohu's arrows followed the three of Shi Niu, one arrow at a time, and the arrows did not miss out, preventing them from falling into a siege. When the audience arrived in the south of the city, the battle here was nearing its end, and only a few of the more than 700 Lost Dragon thugs were still struggling.

Liu Wei'an put down the Winter Thunder Bow and looked at the top of a house in the east, where a dwarf was standing.