"Hand over the Divine Soldier Dragon Scale Thorn, Rao Er will not die!"

In the quiet bamboo forest, the lone shadow of Tsing Yi stood on the bamboo tops as if weightless, and a pair of cold eyes looked down at the iron man standing next to a corpse.

Looking down, contemptuous, as if the big man who had just killed a few people could not pose any threat to him.

"If you have the ability, come down and get it!"

The big man of the iron tower raised his head and laughed, and the man in Tsing Yi frowned slightly when he saw this, "Since you want to think, no wonder I have a hot hand!" ”

Before the sound fell, the green shadow fell from the sky, and the soft sword bamboo leaf green attacked the big Han Tianling cover, and when the big man felt the crisis, he did not panic at all, his legs were bent, his waist was bowed and his fists were closed, and he shouted "Ha", and his body was straight and jumped high like a hidden dragon going out to sea, facing the man in green clothes.

"Smack!"

There was a soft sound, and between the lightning and flint, the two of them had already staggered up and down.

"Poof......

The man in Tsing Yi who fell to the ground, blood slipped from the corners of his mouth, and the moment he just fought, he was punched three times in the lower abdomen, at this moment, the dantian was shattered, and the internal force was like a flooding river, uncontrollable, combing, and wasted, and the skill of penance for many years was lost.

"Tsk, with such strength, you can still learn to grab treasures, it's really a ghost!" The big man of the iron tower turned his head to look at the man in green clothes, and the ridicule on his face was not concealed at all.

"Spare your life!" The man in Tsing Yi didn't care about any anger, let alone the demeanor just now, knelt down and begged for mercy.

The big man of the iron tower smiled at this, "It's not impossible to spare your life, say, how did you know that the dragon scale thorn is in our hands?" ”

"This, this!" The man in Tsing Yi had a bitter face, the resentment in his eyes flashed, and when his hand was slowly put into his arms, he said: "Yes, it's a ...... named Bi, let's die together!" ”

The face of the man in Tsing Yi suddenly became very hideous, with weakness, resentment and anger rushed to the big man of the iron tower, only expected, this big man had already reacted, and without waiting for him to sprint a few steps, he was kicked out of the air, and he never landed, and the all-plastic grenade in his hand made a "boom" loud sound, and the killing range of six meters was enough to tear his body to pieces.

Looking at the corpse that was blown up beyond recognition, the big man grinned and walked towards the depths of the bamboo forest, shouting as he walked, "Senior sister, senior sister, hurry, quickly give me gold sore medicine." ”

As the bamboo forest went deeper, the stumps and broken arms all over the ground, like the scene of the Shura slaughterhouse, came into the eyes of the big man, and the big man was not surprised at all, if these robbers who wanted to seize the treasure and kill people were still alive, it would be strange, after all, the person who was holding a blood-red war knife and was covered in blood was nicknamed the Blood King.

Blood Monarch, Wu Feng, is his senior brother who he respects and fears, reveres his strength and character, fears his viciousness and indifference, and is very fortunate that he is his junior brother.

"Brother Biao, did you ask anything?"

Hearing Zhou Xiaojie's somewhat unfamiliar voice, Biao Zi shook his head, just now one of the people ran away, but they didn't ask what the result was, in fact, there was no need to ask anything at all, it was the woman who was let go by Wang Nan who spread it around, so as to cause these unnecessary troubles.

Since leaving the sea of flowers, in just two hours, he has encountered four robberies.

In this regard, Wang Nan regretted a little, regretting that he let go of the woman in a moment of confusion, if what he expected was not wrong, the number of robberies would be more and more.

"Senior brother, why don't we change our disguises......"

On one side, Han Qi applied gold sore medicine to Meng Biao's waist while saying this to Wu Feng, who looked a little unfamiliar.

"There's no need for that."

Wu Feng saw Zhou Xiaojie's face excited, and shook his head with a smile, which made Zhou Xiaojie depressed, and finally had a place to use, but Wu Feng still didn't agree, and couldn't help but look at Wu Feng with a little resentment.

This Wu Feng doesn't care, there is no doubt that as long as Zhou Xiaojie helps everyone change their appearance again, then the trouble will be solved, but why change their appearance, those trialists who come to snatch treasures have masters, but in general, they are uneven, just right, it can allow Meng Biao and Han Qi to conduct actual combat training, and it can also make Wang Nan more familiar with the fighting methods of ancient warriors.

How can you easily let go of such a good opportunity for actual combat.

Only the strong who come out of actual combat, there are no masters who work behind closed doors, battles, and the most brutal battles can sharpen the strongest!

Seeing that Han Qi had already helped Meng Biao tie the bandages, he smiled, "Let's go, it's time to go!" ”

As soon as these words came out, Han Qi was a little expectant, and Meng Biao had a bitter face, in front, there was no treasure, some were fighting and fighting, no, and walking out of the bamboo forest a hundred meters away, two big men rushed out of the forest, holding knives to block the way of the group.

"Ahem, don't say much, leave the dragon scale thorn and the dragon slaying duel ......"

The two men carried the ghost-headed big knife, and they didn't look shy away, as if they were not plundering, but buying something in the store.

"If you don't mind, please stay with your lives."

Looking at the two of them, their faces were sallow, their eyes were blazing, but they were all attentive, the hand holding the big knife did not move at all, and the left hand was behind the back, the master, Wu Feng was happy in his heart, only by fighting with the master can there be a better actual combat effect, this is like playing chess, playing chess with a stinky chess basket will only get more and more stinky, smiling, saying, his eyes have fallen on Han Qi and Meng Biao.

As soon as the two big men heard this, they were all furious, and they wanted to kill this rampant person to the ground immediately, but the two of them were not in a hurry to make a move, staring at Wu Feng and a few people with knives, according to their observations, the target was not a soft persimmon, and the number was several times that of them, but even if it was a hard stubble, since it came, it did not intend to return empty-handed.

Returning empty-handed, of course, Meng Biao and Han Qi will not let them return empty-handed, to let them return to their hometown with regret and unwillingness, without Wu Feng saying anything, the two of them just stood up from behind Wu Feng, stood empty-handed, and stared at the two solemnly.

Master, Han Qi Meng Biao must concentrate on it, and there can be no negligence, they have a feeling, the feeling of being targeted by a beast, as if no matter what they do, they can't escape the fangs and claws of this beast. And the two big men are also like water, just now these two people stood behind Wu Feng, not conspicuous at all, but standing up at this moment gave them some pressure, although both of them stood empty-handed, but there was no flaw in their bodies!

"Hoo ......"

A hot summer wind blew, a few bamboo leaves fell to the ground, and the battle was about to break out, but at this time, a wild laugh sounded in the bamboo forest.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect to meet the famous Yan family brothers here."

With the appearance of this voice, more than 20 trialists with various blades rushed out from all over the bamboo forest, and without a few breaths, they surrounded Wu Feng and the others......