Almost at the same time as Long Aotian shouted, a black thing whistled straight towards the orange-haired face.

Although the orange hair's perception strength is a little bit worse than Long Aotian's, he is an out-and-out battler with a heritage, and he has a lot of experience in facing the enemy.

He had already sensed that he was being attacked, but the flying thing was so fast that he only had time to deflect his head and avoid the front, but the side of his face was slammed into the side of the face.

In the scream, the lightsaber in the orange-haired hand was scattered, and the unscathed Long Aotian looked at the opponent who was rolling with his face covered in a daze, as well as the blue brick on the ground.

Most of the buildings of the Kepu Federation are made of this bluestone brick. The size and weight of this standard brick is similar to that of the red bricks on the earth, so Meng Nan's hand feels quite good, and he shot a brick and knocked down a second-level combatant.

But this moment, it also aroused the anger of the remaining three people on the other side. Originally, they just had the intention of teasing, thinking that the orange-haired person could handle Long Aotian, who didn't know how to move, and Meng Nan, who didn't have a lightsabar card.

But who knows, but the swordsmanship was broken by the bricks.

This time, the other party was no longer holding up, and a stout man with black hair and gray shirt and a tall thin bald head rushed out.

The black-haired man rushed towards Long Aotian, and halfway through, a light knife transformed from his wrist and slashed it down, with unparalleled momentum.

And the bald head who rushed to Meng Nan was a very different kind of combatant. The weapon he conjured up with the card reader turned out to be a light whip, and with a slight turn of his wrist, thousands of whip shadows formed a light net, enveloping Meng Nan in the past.

Meng Nan just picked up a brick from the ground and knocked down the orange hair, he had long known that he would anger the other party. So without waiting for his opponent to rush over, he scooped up a brick again and smashed it towards the bald head.

The bald head sneered, with a flick of his wrist, several silky whip shadows turned out, smashing the bricks in the air, and the air was filled with stone powder, and his thousands of whip shadows had firmly covered Meng Nan.

Meng Nan knows that his body will never be harder than a brick, so let the demeanor or something die. He rolled around on an extremely embarrassed lazy donkey, and ducked back.

The smile on the bald man's face was even thicker, his light whip was extremely long, as long as he moved his wrist, Meng Nan had no time to stand up, and could only roll on the ground in embarrassment, avoiding these whips that came from the air.

However, although Meng Nan was precarious on the surface, until the whip shadow in the air became denser and denser, there were still no scars on his body.

On the contrary, it was Long Aotian on the other side, who had been forced into danger by his opponent at this time.

Long Aotian's opponent, the perception strength is even above Long Aotian. The light knife he conjured up was not only condensed and powerful, but also his combat experience was extremely rich, and every knife was cut from unexpected angles, which was very tricky.

Long Aotian finally understood one thing, he was neither Guo Jing nor Yang Guo, facing a powerful opponent, there was no dragon eighteen palms of the strong and there was no Dugu sword technique. In just a short moment, his shoulder was slashed by the other party, and the light of the lightsaber in his hand instantly dimmed.

Meng Nan shouted: "Let this boy go, it has nothing to do with him." ”

Under his own attack, this guy can still speak, which makes the bald head a little embarrassed, and the light whip in his hand is wielding more and more fiercely.

"I'm not leaving!" Without waiting for Lian Cheng to speak, Long Aotian had already shouted very resolutely.

"We are Anda. Whoever wants to hurt you must first defeat me! ”

Anda? Meng Nan's heart trembled. When he told a story to Long Aotian, he told him that Guo Jing and Torre had formed Anda. At that time, Long Aotian was still interested in kneeling down with him to form Anda, but he was prevaricated by his own smile.

But at this time, Long Aotian said the word 'Anda', which made Meng Nan feel a deep emotion and responsibility.

If I don't die! Anda Aotian, I will share blessings and misfortunes with you! Lifetime!

But in an instant, Long Aotian's opponent had already turned his wrist and slashed the card reader in Long Aotian's hand, and the lightsaber in Long Aotian's hand disappeared instantly, and finally his opponent was unwilling to embarrass this young man who didn't seem to be mature, and punched Long Aotian in the stomach and disintegrated his combat power.

Long Aotian curled up on the ground with his stomach in his arms, unable to get up. This also stimulated Meng Nan's opponents. The partner has already taken down a second-level perception combatant, but he can't help a guy who doesn't have a lightsaber card equipped.

So his whip swung more and more intensively, and Meng Nan rolled underneath in embarrassment, and behind him was the shadow of the whip, which reached the dust raised by the green bricks on the ground.

"Su Gu, you can't do it!"

The stout man who defeated Long Aotian was proud, and opened his mouth to stimulate his partner, the bald man was furious when he heard this, and pushed his perception to the maximum, and the rain-like whip shadow immediately blocked all the space in front of and behind Meng Nan.

And Meng Nan was waiting for this moment, he seemed to be rolling in embarrassment just now, but he was actually waiting for the opportunity to make a move. Although his perception strength is not enough, his ** fighting ability is something that no one on this planet has ever seen.

The bald Su Gu, who fought against Meng Nan, actually ignored a very important point. The Federation's fighting style is mostly judged by the strength of perception and the subtlety of tricks. The stronger the perception, the more advanced the battle cards that can be activated. The more powerful it is, the more powerful it is, and the moves play a supporting role.

And Meng Nan, a guy who can't even conjure up a lightsaber, why can he dodge his own attacks for so long?

He didn't expect that there would be people who fought without relying on perception, but only by the strength of **.

So when he attacked Meng Nan with all his strength and gave up the power to defend himself, he finally tasted the bitterness.

The bald head attacked Meng Nan just now, and out of combat habits, he always had a part of the whip to protect himself. Now that he was furious, all the whip shadows were shrouded in Meng Nan, and Meng Nan, who seemed to be unavoidable, suddenly made a strange twist in his body.

If you don't have Jiu-Jitsu skills, you can't do this kind of movement of curling up into a very small ball. So the people, who have no knowledge of this at all, can hardly believe their eyes.

A high-spirited man can actually supple his body to this extent.

Dodging the whip shadow with a strange posture, Meng Nan immediately exerted his strength, kicked his feet on the ground, and rushed into the bald man's arms like cannonballs.

His elbows poked out and slammed into the bald man's chest. The sound of the fracture was clearly audible, and the whip shadow in the bald hand's hand immediately dimmed, and blood sprayed wildly and fell to the ground.

At the same time, Meng Nan did not stop, and rushed towards the stout man who had knocked down Long Aotian with the strength of his feet, his right hand raised high, and a cyan brick was extremely eye-catching.

A stout man can be regarded as experienced in a hundred battles, but at this moment, Meng Nan is like an angry demon god, and his whole person exudes an extremely powerful fighting intent. He didn't dare to hold it up, took a step back, and the light knife in his hand slashed diagonally towards Meng Nan.

However, Meng Nan just shook it, and threw the bricks in his hand towards the stout man, but the man rolled over, rolled to Long Aotian's side, hugged him, stood up and ran towards the exit deadly.

Judging the situation has always been Meng Nan's strength. He knew that although he had abolished the other party's two combat powers, if the remaining two were to go together, he would definitely be abused without discussion. So he immediately chose the thirty-six plan as the best plan.

"What a cunning fellow!"

The stout man slashed the bricks with a single knife and stood there shrugging his shoulders. It's very relaxing.

Because he knew that Meng Nan would never be able to escape.

At the entrance, two men walked out of the shadows, staring at Meng Nan with malicious intentions on their faces, the lightsabers in their hands shining brightly.

What's even more desperate is that the young man with chestnut curly hair who was originally standing beside Bian Liancheng actually rose from the ground and flew towards Meng Nan and Long Aotian with his sword in the air.

Perception Level 3 Kaxiu! The presence of airflow cards can be indulged. Even if he fights alone, he is Meng Nan's absolute nemesis. Not to mention, the two people blocking the door, plus the stout man who still has combat power.

"Okay, well done!" Bian Liancheng nodded approvingly at the maroon curls in the air.

These are full-time combatants. Backups will be left beforehand. It's their habit, and even though they're facing a weak opponent this time, it's still the same way. This is also the difference between professional and non-professional.

If it weren't for these two guys blocking the door, maybe Meng Nan and Long Aotian would really be escaped, which would really make people laugh out of their big teeth.

Meng Nan stopped his running footsteps, put Long Aotian on the ground, and smiled at Bian Liancheng: "I don't resist, you let him go." ”

"We are Anda, Brother Mengnan......" Long Aotian shouted, affecting the injury, grinning and grinning.

"Hehe, this joke is so cold!" Bian Liancheng's small eyes were already squinted and he couldn't see it, and he twitched the corners of his mouth fiercely.

"Don't kill you, just keep your breath."

The stout man with the light knife, as well as the two who blocked the door, nodded when they heard this, and approached Meng Nan and Long Aotian together.

"I can do it alone!"

The maroon curly-haired young man with his body in the air said with a proud face, his body and sword were one, and a sword light like a practice rolled towards Meng Nan.

Meng Nan knew very well that this time it was about more than lucky. He pushed Long Aotian behind him and rushed directly towards the sword light that fell in the air.

Meng Nan's eyes had turned red, and he knew that he couldn't defeat Cassiu, who could fly in the air, but he was sure that when the opponent's lightsard stabbed him, he would give the opponent a blow that would end in the end.

The sword light that fell from the sky was as majestic as a waterfall, and Meng Nan, who was clenching his hands into fists and looking up at the sword light without dodging or avoiding, at this moment, the freeze frame became an unfinished scenery to be continued......

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