snatched the cicada wing knife into his hand, and a big stone in Pan Long's heart finally fell to the ground.

In the battle just now, although these green forest masters who besieged him felt aggrieved, he himself felt even more aggrieved.

Anyway, he is also an invulnerable and powerful general, who once single-handedly broke through an army of 100,000. Although the dozen or so innate masters in front of him are powerful, he shouldn't have fought until now, and he can't even pick up a single one.

It was really that he was afraid of the sword that sharpened iron like clay, and he didn't dare to stay at all, and his own advantages were only exerted two or three out of ten.

If it weren't for his long endurance, I'm afraid that just running like this would have exhausted himself to death.

But now, the tide has finally turned!

The Cicada Wing Knife had fallen into his hands, and the enemy no longer had the ability to restrain him. Now he can use his means without scruples to let these people in the green forest know how powerful he is!

Pan Long let out a long, joyful roar and pounced straight at the enemy.

Before he could reach the front, three or four green forest masters suddenly turned around, rushed out of the hall, and broke into the darkness and walked away.

There are few fools who can cultivate to the innate realm, especially these green forest masters. Of course, they could also see that Pan Long had been worried about that treasure knife before, and he couldn't show all his skills.

Now that the threat of the sword is gone, God knows how many means this man has!

It's just that as a congenital master, he is also a well-known figure in the rivers and lakes, so he ran away like this...... It's a shame.

Among the rest of the people, some people couldn't help but scold.

But after scolding for a while, someone ran away again.

This time, no one scolded.

...... Because the one who scolded the most just now has become a dead man.

Pan Long's second shot was really murderous and unstoppable. He roared, and several weapons fell heavily on his body, but only with the sound of gold and iron resonating, splashing countless sparks.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, his arms suddenly stretched out, and he grabbed the owner of a weapon.

There was no need to exert much force, just a slight twist, the man's body had already twisted into a strange shape, and blood was gushing from the seven orifices and wounds, like twisting a towel.

Coincidentally, this person is the one who scolds the most.

Seeing that Pan Long was so vicious, a master who used a scimitar shouted angrily and slashed at him.

He is indeed a real talent, and before the blade arrives, the wind has already cut through the hard stone slabs on the ground. In terms of power, it is even more fierce than the young master who used the cicada wing sword.

Where could the clothes on Pan Long's body withstand such a knife wind, and a big hole was suddenly cut. But through the gaps, he could clearly see that the skin on his body was shining like bronze, and not even a single hair was damaged.

"What?!"

The scimitar master was taken aback, but he didn't expect that the sword style he used with his unique technique would be ineffective at all.

He had enough strength to use the knife, and his body would temporarily stagnate after swinging it. Pan Long took the opportunity to stick to it, ignoring the other weapons that fell on him, and slapped his palm on the chest of the scimitar master.

The master was slapped in the face, and the whole person flew out upside down and hit the pillar not far away.

The pillar of the house that had been strengthened by magic was as solid as metal, and his body hit it, and the whole thing eroded, and in an instant, a whole person stuck to the pillar, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

If it weren't for the clothes, I am afraid that the puddle of flesh and blood would not even have a human appearance.

This palm was even more terrifying than the twist just now, showing a terrifying power.

Ordinary masters of rivers and lakes, if their skills are deep enough, they are indeed able to beat people into a pool of flesh and blood with one palm. It's just that after being knocked out like this, it hits something and then explodes into a pool of flesh...... That's so rare that many people don't even hear of it.

As a result, people fled again.

If Pan Long slapped this scimitar master and vomited blood and died, they might not care too much. But with a slap, the whole person flew out and hit the pillar and rotted into minced meat...... It's really a bit scary, and they can't help but be afraid.

Pan Long did not chase either, rushed to the nearest enemy to him, and hit with his fist.

The man was a man with a short gun, and he had a five-foot short gun in his hand that was full of flowers, and when he shot it, he saw that the shadow of the gun was like a blooming flower, and even his body was hidden in the shadow of the gun.

The flowers that bloom are all murderous.

If he is facing an ordinary master, his shot will definitely make the opponent unable to see through the reality, so he can only retreat for the time being. But using this trick in front of Pan Long is really throwing a flattering eye to a blind man!

Pan Long didn't pay attention to his marksmanship at all, and directly hit it. There was a crisp sound, and the short gun had been directly broken by him.

The marksman, however, was also alert and retreated very quickly. By just a fraction of a second, he dodged Pan Long's fist.

It's just that the fist can dodge, but the fist style really can't dodge.

With the sound of the howling wind, he flew away and fled into the night, but there were long blood streaks on the ground.

The bloodstain stretched twenty or thirty paces before finally stopping in a far corner.

The marksmanship master fled all the way here, and finally could no longer hold it anymore, spitting blood in his mouth, and his body fell limply.

was hit by Pan Long's fist wind, even if he escaped the end of being dead and dead, he had already shattered his internal organs, where could he escape!

Within seconds of his escape, Pan Long swung his fists again, hitting two masters one after another.

These two people have their own abilities, and their names in Yizhou are not small. But in the face of Pan Long's fists, their kung fu is useless.

It's just two more pools of blood on the ground and on the wall.

At this time, the masters who besieged Pan Long finally despaired. Some people couldn't help but shout "The idea is pricked, the wind is tight" - this is a common code phrase in the green forest, which means "the enemy is too strong to fight, and the situation is not good, everyone run".

In fact, there is no need for him to say, everyone has already started running.

For a while, the masters were like cats and dogs frightened by firecrackers, and they fled frantically with their tails between their legs in panic. One by one, the light skills practiced in their lives have exerted ten percent or even twelve percent of the power, and some people even vomit blood while running, but they do not hesitate to use the secret method of the evil path that damages themselves, and promotes the potential of life, just to run faster.

Of course, Pan Long would not stay, and ran out directly after the woman from the Tianshou Gang before.

He remembered that this woman had proposed a vicious plan to threaten him with innocent people, and if he didn't kill such people, he would feel uncomfortable!

No matter how good her light skills were, and no matter where she fled, in short, he had to catch up with this poisonous woman and beat her to death!

After only a moment's work, the hall that had been fought was quiet again, and only the mountain wind whimpered.

After a while, several small leaders of the cottage who were in charge of the sentry came over in fear, but they only saw six corpses inside and outside the hall, three of which had even turned into mud.

These six people are all well-known green forest masters in Yizhou, but they died here silently.

The crowd rummaged through it, and finally took a copper coin from the skull of the young knife master.

A copper coin with a sharpened edge like a knife.

They looked at each other, and it was a long time before someone sighed in a low voice.

"What a 'Yiwen Hero'! This time, his penny bought the lives of six innate masters!"

If Pan Long was here, he would probably smile and say, "Everything will appreciate in value, and copper coins will naturally be the same." ”

From one life for one penny to six lives for one penny, the speed of appreciation of his copper coin is really a little fast......