"The speed is not bad!"

The evil servant looked at the man who rushed over with an appreciative look, and even opened his mouth to praise it. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info is like the seniors are pointing out the juniors.

The man did not use the power beyond ordinary people. He also suppressed the power of his own flesh. It's just that the power of ordinary people is used to use the moves. The Pu knife in his hand did not use the blade, but used the back of the knife to chop.

It can be seen that the evil servant still has two blows. Dodged a knife to the left side, and looked like a master again, commenting.

"This knife is good, but the power is smaller! It would be better if it was faster!"

The man didn't say a word, and continued to slash with the back of his knife.

Swish!

The evil servant took a few steps back, with a pleased smile on his face, and said, "Not bad! This knife is a bit interesting! It's a pity that it's still a little slower!"

The two of you go back and forth, a sword and sword, and in an instant, they have gone through several rounds.

This is comparable to juggling general martial arts, which makes the four sons also interested. They all pointed their fingers and began to analyze the situation on the field.

"In my opinion, the trick of the red-faced pariahs does have some merit, but overall it is still too immature!"

"In a few rounds, the untouchables will be defeated. ”

"Hmph! These methods are just the moves of ordinary people, compared to the immortal methods of those monks, they are far worse!"

"That's nature! My eldest brother is practicing in Lushan Temple, and now he is a Jindan monk, and I once saw him cut off a big tree with five or six people hugging each other with a single sword!"

"Hehe! Monk Jindan's ability is not something you can imagine! Cutting off the big tree is not a challenge at all, my family's Jindan Elder can fly with a sword!"

The four sons watched the two people in the arena fight as if they were watching a monkey show. Without the slightest concern about the final result, in their opinion, the end was already predestined.

Yang Yan looked at the competition between the two in the field. His eyes narrowed, and he noticed a detail.

Although the red-faced man used the back of the knife, the simple knife wheeled with a sharp voice. It was the obvious sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air.

I have a little bottom in my heart, since his realm is so high, even if he uses ordinary people's moves, it is not something that this little evil servant can resist.

In other words, this man still has his hand.

Sure enough, after Yang Yan carefully observed, he discovered the secret that this evil servant could accurately avoid the back of the knife every time.

Every time the knife was about to touch the evil servant, it always retracted imperceptibly. Then he swiped in front of the evil servant.

Because the action was so secretive that no one noticed it. They all thought it was the evil servant who had easily escaped.

Even the evil servant himself thought so!

"Interesting, what's this red-faced guy here for?"

Yang Yan couldn't help but glance at the red-faced man a few more times.

And the man in the battle frowned, as if he had sensed something, turned his head, and saw Yang Yan with an incomprehensible gaze, and immediately grinned.

Then he retracted his knife, floated and retreated. Looking at the evil servant, he said with a big grin: "You are not my opponent!"

The evil servant laughed and said, "Do you really think that I am equal to you? Do you really think that I am suppressed by your sword and have no way to fight back? Don't you see that I am deliberately letting you?"

"Alright! stop talking nonsense! If you talk nonsense, I'll break even your limbs!"

The young masters are impatient, and they are tired of watching too many monkey shows!

"Yes, yes, yes, Master, wait a minute!"

The evil servant hurriedly apologized. Then he looked at the red-faced man's gaze, and his eyes became hideous.

"Boy, let me die!"

As he spoke, the hungry tiger pounced on the red-faced man not far away.

The man shook his head and sighed, "Obsessed! Since this is the case, I will send you on your way!"

"What do you say crazy ......"

The evil servant who rushed in mid-air had a hideous smile, and suddenly the sound stopped abruptly, and suddenly, he saw only a whirlwind of the sky.

How do I see the sky?

This is the last thought of the evil servant. Then the field of vision went dark.

Smack!

The head fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and then came to a standstill.

There was also a look of surprise on his face when he saw the blue sky. He did not feel any pain until he died. Just like that, I was reincarnated with the wonder of why I saw the blue sky.

The moment the human head hit the ground, the headless corpse stiffened, and the place where the head was originally turned into a fountain.

Years of practicing martial arts gave him a strong body, gave him a strong heart, and at the same time, gave him a fountain that could release his passion after death.

The blood rushed up five or six meters high!

When the pressure in the chest cavity was released, the corpse fell limply to the ground. The neck section is smooth, and from the stomach, strands of scarlet blood flow.

The pungent smell of blood spread quickly.

It was only then that the crowd of onlookers reacted to what had happened.

"Kill...... Killed ......"

"Someone...... Killed the dogleg of the four bullies?"

"This, this, this ......"

......

"Run for your life!!"

I don't know who roared and woke up the dumbfounded people. It was as if a drop of detergent had been dripped into a dish full of grease, and the oil was visible to the naked eye, and the oil quickly melted. The crowd disappeared in just three seconds, like pencil drawings erased by an eraser.

In order to quickly escape the sight of the four bullies, most people found a small alley and got into it. It doesn't matter where the alley leads.

No matter where the alley leads, it's better than standing still and being remembered by the Big Four!

This time, the aunt who sold Sydney pears did not remind Yang Yan again, because she was already too busy to take care of herself.

Yang Yan retreated with the crowd, but did not run far. He didn't want to get into trouble, but he wanted to see the excitement.

Looking at this empty street, Yang Yan couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. The eyes that looked at the four bullies also became very strange.

What kind of things did you do to make the people of Suncheon City afraid of this?

As soon as it appeared, it came with a mute buff for the whole audience, not to mention, but Nima also had a powerful aura of clearing the field. That's a bit excessive, isn't it?

Could it be that all the bad things in Suncheon City have been done by the four of you?

The four bullies replied shyly: No, no! It's about seventy percent! By the way, the remaining thirty percent is what we command the dogs to do!

The red-faced man looked at the street, sighed bitterly, and his gaze at the four bullies and those dog-legged people became very cold.

"Yan was originally a very rich country! One hundred and fifty years ago, I came here, and at that time, everyone was rich and healthy, and no one oppressed the people. I didn't expect that just one hundred and fifty years have passed, and a tumor like you has appeared in Yan Kingdom!"

The words were like a cold wind in winter, which made the faces of several people opposite the man sting.

The servants and the four bullies all looked at the red-faced man in disbelief.

They captured a message.

One hundred and fifty years ago!

This man, who looks to be only in his thirties, is over one hundred and fifty years old?!

Is it, monk?!

However, what kind of realm of monks can maintain the appearance of a hundred years old at the age of thirty?!

Nima!