After saying that, he moved and waved his right hand.

Slur over.

Syllable!

The sound of the slap on the face is very loud and crisp.

Huang Mao's mouth hurt, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, mixed with teeth, and with great force, he slapped him to the ground.

Everyone was stunned.

What kind of means is this? With a wave of your hand, you can knock people down, which is simply unbelievable.

As a young man who had just entered the ancient martial arts world, Chen Xiaodao was not meticulous, and he immediately noticed that when Liu Huainan waved his hand, there was no spiritual power fluctuation in his body at all, which meant that he was an ordinary person through and through.

The question is, how can ordinary people fan people in the air?

Even his master can't do this.

Is it a demon spell?

Doubt does not mean stunned, nor does it mean contempt, he quickly responded: "Everyone surrounds him!"

He's instigated!

Liu Huainan let them be surrounded by knives, his expression was calm, as calm as if he was not the one who was going to be surrounded and killed.

It's an eerie atmosphere, a quiet confrontation with a hideous confrontation, a sign before the outbreak!

"Together!"

Liu Huainan stood with his hands in his hands and hooked his fingers.

Chen Xiaodao was angry, but he didn't dare to be careless, frowned, and made a gesture: "Give it to me!"

"Boy, give me death!"

Even if Liu Huainan had shown the method of fanning people in the air before, this group of scum who were fighting for the tiger did not seem to be afraid, and even a few people took the first step and slashed at him with knives.

"I don't know if the introduction to skin refining can withstand the attack of this machete!"

In the face of the oncoming attack, Liu Huainan didn't have to hide, and even had the idea of whether to reach out and let them cut it.

So he held out his hand.

More precisely, he stretched out his index and middle fingers and caught an oncoming knife.

"Let me go!"

The machete was caught between two fingers, and the scum attacking him used all his strength, but he still couldn't pull the knife out, or advance half a minute, as if it was fixed.

"The speed is too slow, the force is too small!" Liu Huainan whispered softly.

The scum was stunned for a moment, but suddenly felt a huge force pulling, he staggered forward, and then his body flew up.

Yes!

Suddenly, the little scum was in the air, spurting a mouthful of blood, and flew out upside down helplessly, with huge force, causing him to knock over several people.

"Suffer death, be the soul of the master's sword!"

Liu Huainan snatched the knife, suddenly turned around and swung the knife, not only dodging the oncoming several knives, but also hitting the machete rushing behind him.

The scum behind him was rebounded by the huge force and fell backwards in embarrassment.

Liu Huainan bullied up, and without waiting for the man to get up, he stepped on his chest and trampled him out of breath.

He hit it well, and without stopping, he immediately slashed the knife horizontally, dodged another blow sideways, and suddenly squatted down, swept under his feet, and swept over the two of them.

Boom!

A person behind him slashed his head, Liu Huainan stood on top of his head with a horizontal knife, and the knife collided with the knife, making a metallic hissing sound.

Blocking this blow, he was already crouching on the ground, his body fell backwards, and at the same time, with a slash of the machete, two blood marks were cut on his thighs.

A fish leaped and rolled to his feet, sideways dodging the machete that stabbed straight at him.

The eye quickly grabbed the wrist holding the knife, twisted it hard, and the wrist clicked, and it was already broken!

Ignoring the man's screams, Liu Huainan pulled forward with a fierce force in his hand, and then slammed his shoulder into his chest.

Lean on the mountain!

Yes!

Bang!

With a strong impact, the man screamed miserably, spurted blood foam from his mouth, and then rolled his eyes and fainted to death!

Bloody, cruel!

For a time, no one dared to take half a step.

Liu Huainan turned around and looked at them indifferently, blood splattered on his face, like a killing god who came out of Shura's purgatory!

Everyone was terrified, their eyes were afraid to dodge, they didn't dare to look at him, and their hearts were full of terror.

It's horrible!

How could anyone be so strong?

Is this still human?

Ancient warriors aren't so perverted, are they?

Thinking of the ancient warriors, everyone's hearts were fixed, because their boss, Chen Xiaodao, was the ancient warrior.

The boss personally shot it, it should be a hand-to-hand capture, right?

So they all turned their heads and looked at Chen Xiaodao, thinking to themselves, the little brothers can't solve it, it's time for the boss to make a move.

But they saw a scene that disappointed them, because Chen Xiaodao had secretly turned around at this moment, as if he wanted to leave them behind and run away alone!

Of course, Chen Xiaodao wanted to escape, because he had just apprenticed for a short time, and he had absorbed a trace of spiritual power in his body, and his strength was only a little greater than that of ordinary people, and his body had not undergone qualitative changes.

He was confident that he could defeat three or four people single-handedly, but only if he was not armed, otherwise he would have to explain it clearly.

Liu Huainan naturally knew why he wanted to escape, and couldn't help but snort coldly: "What, you want to leave?"

Before the words fell, the machete in his hand was thrown out by him, and flew straight towards Chen Xiaodao.

The sharp knife made Chen Xiaodao, who was about to escape, feel frightened, and without thinking too much, he immediately pounced to the side and tried to dodge.

But Liu Huainan's blow was too fierce at first, and even if he tried his best to dodge, his shoulder was still cut by a flying knife.

Chen Xiaodao fell to the ground, looked at Liu Huainan with frightened eyes, and trembled: "Who are you?"

"Of course ......"

Liu Huainan hooked the corners of his mouth, moved his feet lightly, put his left hand behind his back, and walked towards him step by step.

The rest of the people just wanted to stop it, but they heard him say lightly: "It's the one who killed you!"

"Hmph!" Chen Xiaodao gritted his teeth and snorted coldly: "If you want to kill me, is it that easy?"

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly burst out, and the knife that he had been playing with came out of his hand and shot at Liu Huainan.

In the meantime, turn around and run!

How could Liu Huainan let him escape? With a slight tilt of his body, he avoided the knife shot from the volley, and drove his right hand to pinch out the magic trick.

Empty palm.

He had been dispatching his aura for five breaths for a long time, and the few aura around him were all taken into his palm, taking the form of milky white gas and making a sizzling sound.

Seeing that Chen Xiaodao was about to escape from the alley, Liu Huainan stopped the magic trick and pushed his right hand that gathered spiritual energy into the air.

Chen Xiaodao ran to the mouth of the alley, and before he had time to rejoice that he had escaped death, his body was as if he had been hit by a cow, and he threw himself out uncontrollably.

At the same time, the back seemed to be knocked down, the internal organs were injured, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out.

"Brother Dao!"

"Quick, save Brother Dao!"

There were a few scum left, and they exclaimed in surprise, making a gesture to rescue Chen Xiaodao.

Liu Huainan sighed, he said that if he wanted to kill him, he would kill him, what can you change?

He moved.

Like a cheetah.

In an instant, the whole person had arrived in front of Chen Xiaodao, looking at Chen Xiaodao who was struggling to get up, a sneer hung on the corner of Liu Huainan's mouth.

"You dare to kill me? Feng Ye will not spare ......"

He was about to say a few cruel words, but Liu Huainan didn't bother to pay attention to it, and smashed a punch on the bridge of his nose, which was neat!

Chen Xiaodao retreated again and again, covering his nose and wailing, his nosebleeds flowing, staining his hands and the lower half of his face.

Bloody!

Liu Huainan didn't mean to stop, grabbed his shoulder, pulled forward, and at the same time, his right leg was raised and bent ninety degrees, pushing it towards his chest!

His chest, sunken into it, mouth and nose, squirt and squirt.

He stared at Liu Huainan with wide eyes, as if in disbelief, stared at Liu Huainan, knelt down paralyzed, and finally, his body fell to the ground.

Breathe one’s last!

There is an autumn breeze.

The alleys are extremely quiet.

Liu Huainan turned around with his hands in his hands and looked at them lightly.

The scum froze in place, terrified in their hearts, Brother Dao ......

Just dead?

How dare he!

Feng Ye......

Everyone's faces were filled with desperate looks, and the hands holding machetes were trembling, and their hearts were cold!

Brother Dao is dead, can they still live?

Dead!

"Do you still want to resist?" Liu Huainan looked around at them and asked indifferently.

Revolt?

Everyone lowered their heads, didn't dare to look at him again, resisted, didn't they look for death?

So, someone threw down the machete, someone "snapped" and knelt.

One, two, until they all knelt down and waited cautiously for the hair to fall, Liu Huainan spoke: "Tell Chen Feng that I will soon kill the door, let him wash his neck and wait, because ......"

"I'm afraid I'll get my hands dirty!"

......