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Liu Wei'an turned around, different from the sneaky masked man in black in the influence, this is a middle-aged man with a thin body, his eyes are vicissitudes, his expression is decadent, and his eyes are as if they have been frozen in a thousand-year-old snow-capped mountain for thousands of years, without a trace of temperature. Apex Fiction X23UOM

"You're the head here?" The middle-aged man's voice was hoarse and low, as if it was coming from the coffin, extremely dull.

"Who are you?" Liu Wei'an's muscles were tense, and for some reason, the person in front of him gave him an extremely terrifying feeling.

"Someone asked me to kill you." The middle-aged man's steps were gentle and steady, obviously hundreds of meters away, and after a few steps, the person had already said in front of him.

Yang Wujiang was the closest, and without saying a word, he punched out. The fist pierced through the air, creating ripples in circles and spreading, but the power on the fist was condensing at an alarming speed.

Yang Wujiang's strength is not as good as that of an elephant, or even as good as the King of Force, but his fist is extremely explosive, and a single point of strength can produce a very explosive force. The distance of three meters is instantaneous.

Yang Wujiang's eyes shrank suddenly, his fist obviously hit a middle-aged man, and for some reason it became the tip of a sword, it was a bamboo arrow, yellow bamboo, cut at will, and the pulp was smooth and smooth, showing the owner's love for the bamboo sword.

The bamboo sword was an ordinary sword, lightly tapped on his fist, and Yang Wujiang suddenly felt his strength like a punctured balloon, and instantly vented.

Standing behind Yang Wujiang, everyone only saw Yang Wujiang spinning out like an electric shock, and after landing on the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his face was sallow, and he couldn't stand up.

Huang Guofu and Yang Wujiang have a good relationship, a flat pole is knocked on the middle-aged man, the flat pole belongs to the type of stick, but Huang Guofu used the power of the whip to come out, which is unpredictable.

Bite!

Huang Guofu didn't see when the middle-aged man's bamboo sword appeared, when he saw the bamboo sword, the tip of the sword had collided with the flat dan, and a terrible force came, Huang Guofu was like a lightning strike, retreated three meters, his face suddenly cleared and turned white, and finally he couldn't hold back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Everyone was shocked, the two masters were seriously injured without making a move, what is the origin of this middle-aged man?

"Stop!"

Yi Fengjiu and Erzi attacked the middle-aged man left and right. Yi Fengjiu's giant knife is like half a door panel, incomparable, and the two stunned belong to the strength type of warriors, and a mace falls, only with the power of a thousand jun.

Almost at the same time, the lynx, no, it should be called the tiger in the mountains now, Fu Jiang, You Mengshou, Zeng Huaicai and others came from all directions. Liu Wei'an raised the bow in his hand, thought about it, and changed it to a platinum bow.

Ponto, pun.

The bamboo sword lightly clicked twice, to put it mildly, Yi Fengjiu couldn't stagger the tip of the sword with all his strength, and the two stunned people on the other side were the opposite, eager to collide with the tip of the sword, as a result

The two retreated like an electric shock, Yi Fengjiu was a little better, but he vomited blood, his arms were broken, and his mace flew dozens of meters away.

The eyes of the two stunned men were straight, and they couldn't believe that the two bamboo swords, which were less than wide, had such terrifying power.

"Fuck off"

The elephant stepped forward and blasted out with a punch, also empty-handed, Yang Wujiang's attack focused on the point, like a bullet, and the elephant wanted to rock and destroy everything with the power of thunder.

A strong wind blew on the flat ground, flying sand and rocks, but it could not blow the clothes of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man responds to all changes with the same, it is still a plain sword, there is no huge momentum, there is no bright light, and every trace of the trajectory stabbed by the bamboo sword can be seen clearly.

The fist and the bamboo sword touched, time seemed to stop for a moment at this moment, and the next moment, the bamboo sword bent slightly, which lasted for a short time, and instantly straightened again.

The elephant let out a roar of pain, from the fist to the arm, the whole arm was broken, and the person flew out more than 30 meters like a stone fired by a catapult, and smashed heavily on the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

King Li and the metal man rushed forward, and even the clothes of the middle-aged man were touched and flew out upside down. The tiger in the mountain and Zeng Huaicai rushed up, and in the blink of an eye, they were thrown out at a faster speed than when they came.

Bai Xiaodong, Che Zengkang, Nine Dragons...... How fast it was to rush up, how fast it was to come back, only You Mengshou and Fu Jiang persevered a few more moves.

Sweat came out of Liu Wei'an's forehead and ran down his cheeks, he had never encountered this situation, the middle-aged man was really standing in front of him, but he couldn't lock on, he couldn't even aim, he naturally couldn't attack, You Mengshou and Fu Jiang desperately gave him an opportunity, but he never found the time to open the bow.

His eyes were open to the limit, almost bulging out of his sockets, and he still didn't dare to open his bow.

Fu Jiang vomited blood and retreated.

Liu Wei'an gritted his teeth hard, he should have been too nervous, his gums were bleeding, and he planned to shoot out desperately several times, but finally held back.

The archer, like the sniper, has a sixth sense beyond ordinary people, and he has a strong premonition that if he shoots this arrow, he will not hit the target 100%, and he will not even be able to touch his clothes.

You Mengshou's second-generation weapon made of new materials was split in two by the bamboo sword, and the bamboo sword twitched lightly on You Mengshou's shoulder. You Mengshou kicked and kicked, retreating more than ten steps in a row, leaving deep footprints on the ground, clenching his teeth, and a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, maintaining this posture, it took five or six minutes to recover.

There was nothing to stop it, and the middle-aged man was exposed to Liu Wei'an without any reservations, and Liu Wei'an encountered the most terrible thing since he chose the archer.

He couldn't lock on to middle-aged people, if he could still use his own people as an excuse to save a little face for himself, then now the last fig leaf is torn.

The chill in Liu Wei's peace of mind was indescribable. The target is in front of him, but he can't shoot an arrow, and the distance of five meters is just enough to exert the power of a bow and arrow, but

He couldn't.

The strong sense of powerlessness made Liu Wei'an almost vomit blood.

The middle-aged man did not feel as much emotion as Qin Xuan, and the bamboo sword stabbed Liu Wei'an very casually, in this process, the middle-aged man's expression remained unchanged, very indifferent.

"Keeping people under the sword"

Two sword lights shot out from a distance, blocking the bamboo sword at the moment of a thousand golden shots, which turned out to be two slender long swords. The middle-aged man flicked his wrist, and the bamboo sword turned into a wave, easily passing through two long swords, and unswervingly stabbed at Liu Wei'an.

Liu Wei'an turned around, different from the sneaky masked man in black in the influence, this is a middle-aged man with a thin body, his eyes are vicissitudes, his expression is decadent, and his eyes are as if they have been frozen in a thousand-year-old snow-capped mountain for thousands of years, without a trace of temperature.

"You're the head here?" The middle-aged man's voice was hoarse and low, as if it was coming from the coffin, extremely dull.

"Who are you?" Liu Wei'an's muscles were tense, and for some reason, the person in front of him gave him an extremely terrifying feeling.

"Someone asked me to kill you." The middle-aged man's steps were gentle and steady, obviously hundreds of meters away, and after a few steps, the person had already said in front of him.

Yang Wujiang was the closest, and without saying a word, he punched out. The fist pierced through the air, creating ripples in circles and spreading, but the power on the fist was condensing at an alarming speed.

Yang Wujiang's strength is not as good as that of an elephant, or even as good as the King of Force, but his fist is extremely explosive, and a single point of strength can produce a very explosive force. The distance of three meters is instantaneous.

Yang Wujiang's eyes shrank suddenly, his fist obviously hit a middle-aged man, and for some reason it became the tip of a sword, it was a bamboo arrow, yellow bamboo, cut at will, and the pulp was smooth and smooth, showing the owner's love for the bamboo sword.

The bamboo sword was an ordinary sword, lightly tapped on his fist, and Yang Wujiang suddenly felt his strength like a punctured balloon, and instantly vented.

Standing behind Yang Wujiang, everyone only saw Yang Wujiang spinning out like an electric shock, and after landing on the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his face was sallow, and he couldn't stand up.

Huang Guofu and Yang Wujiang have a good relationship, a flat pole is knocked on the middle-aged man, the flat pole belongs to the type of stick, but Huang Guofu used the power of the whip to come out, which is unpredictable.

Bite!

Huang Guofu didn't see when the middle-aged man's bamboo sword appeared, when he saw the bamboo sword, the tip of the sword had collided with the flat dan, and a terrible force came, Huang Guofu was like a lightning strike, retreated three meters, his face suddenly cleared and turned white, and finally he couldn't hold back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Everyone was shocked, the two masters were seriously injured without making a move, what is the origin of this middle-aged man?

"Stop!"

Yi Fengjiu and Erzi attacked the middle-aged man left and right. Yi Fengjiu's giant knife is like half a door panel, incomparable, and the two stunned belong to the strength type of warriors, and a mace falls, only with the power of a thousand jun.

Almost at the same time, the lynx, no, it should be called the tiger in the mountains now, Fu Jiang, You Mengshou, Zeng Huaicai and others came from all directions. Liu Wei'an raised the bow in his hand, thought about it, and changed it to a platinum bow.

Ponto, pun.

The bamboo sword lightly clicked twice, to put it mildly, Yi Fengjiu couldn't stagger the tip of the sword with all his strength, and the two stunned people on the other side were the opposite, eager to collide with the tip of the sword, as a result

The two retreated like an electric shock, Yi Fengjiu was a little better, but he vomited blood, his arms were broken, and his mace flew dozens of meters away.

The eyes of the two stunned men were straight, and they couldn't believe that the two bamboo swords, which were less than wide, had such terrifying power.

"Fuck off"

The elephant stepped forward and blasted out with a punch, also empty-handed, Yang Wujiang's attack focused on the point, like a bullet, and the elephant wanted to rock and destroy everything with the power of thunder.

A strong wind blew on the flat ground, flying sand and rocks, but it could not blow the clothes of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man responds to all changes with the same, it is still a plain sword, there is no huge momentum, there is no bright light, and every trace of the trajectory stabbed by the bamboo sword can be seen clearly.

The fist and the bamboo sword touched, time seemed to stop for a moment at this moment, and the next moment, the bamboo sword bent slightly, which lasted for a short time, and instantly straightened again.

The elephant let out a roar of pain, and from the fist to the arm, the whole arm was broken,

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