Mu Yuanhan raised his eyebrows and looked at the masked man: "You can get on!" After so many years, not only can you not see the light of your face, but also your skills? ”

"Stand down!" The masked man said to the group of people surrounding Mu Yuanhan.

"Young Master ......"

A man who was also wearing a mask and dressed in black was about to say something, when the masked man's eyes crossed with displeasure, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't you understand what I mean?" Retire! ”

"Yes, young master!"

The group of men dressed in black and wearing masks agreed in unison, and they all stepped back to make way for an open space.

In the next second, the man in the golden mask launched an attack towards Mu Yuanhan.

He kicked towards Mu Yuanhan's flying body strongly, Mu Yuanhan was forced to take a few steps back, and then his waist fell back flexibly, and he avoided it nimblely.

When the masked man launched another powerful attack, Mu Yuanhan had already taken the first step and kicked sideways this time.

The masked man had to quickly stretch out his hands to block Mu Yuanhan's fast and powerful kick.

The masked man was kicked back and his hand was hit hard.

Those black-clothed people saw that their young master had fallen behind, and they all stepped forward for a while, and were shouted by the masked man: "Retreat for me." ”

At the same time as the words fell, the masked man had already leaped in front of Mu Yuanhan again, and the two of them fought together with their bare hands.

The strength and speed of that move and style are intimidating and breathtaking.

In the quiet mountains, on the winding mountain road at night, it seems that everything is silent at this moment, and only the sound of bones colliding can be heard.

These are undoubtedly the two strongest, and if it weren't for ignoring their deadly attacks, it would have been a feast of force value. Wen Ting Pavilion

Before I knew it, half an hour had passed...... However, Mu Yuanhan and the masked man still fought evenly and inseparably.

It's just that this is in the eyes of outsiders, in fact, only Mu Yuanhan and the masked man, who are still fighting again, know that they are already strong crossbow bows, but no one will admit defeat first.

In master duels, winning or losing is often in an instant!

Just as the masked man jumped up and gave Mu Yuanhan a fatal blow, Mu Yuanhan also flew up and kicked over.

In an instant, both of their legs kicked together, and they were kicked several meters away because of the extreme speed and force of each other's kicks.

Mu Yuanhan directly knelt on one knee, and when he was about to get up, there was a heart-piercing pain from the leg injury, and Mu Yuanhan secretly cursed in his heart.

His leg injury has recurred, and if he continues to fight, he is definitely not an opponent of the masked man.

What's more, there is no way for him to delay any longer......

Xing'er, you must be safe!

However, a scene that surprised Mu Yuanhan happened, because the masked man was obviously a few points more serious than him.

Originally, both of them were on one knee and holding the ground with one hand because of this last kick.

But in less than a minute, the masked man couldn't even maintain the position of kneeling on one knee, only to see him curled up on the ground in pain, holding his legs reflexively.

"Young Master...... Young Master ......"

The men in black hurried over to help the masked man up, but he was dismissed by the masked man, and he roared angrily, "Get out!" Get out of here! ”

"Mu Yuanhan, you dare to hurt our young master, I will kill you!"