"I see, it's just that that person is cunning and cunning, maybe he won't succeed. ”

Kim Hyo-yong's eyes lit up, and he finally discovered the most critical thing.

In the corner of the battlefield, Duan Shamen, the head of the academy, put down the teacup in his hand for the first time, smiled faintly, and casually brushed his beard, which was actually not messy at all.

Fan Lingyu and Sha Ye were on the left and right sides of the drunkard master, and when they heard the gunshot, they immediately understood, and at the same time they struck a blow at the drunkard master.

Fan Lingyu on the left came out with both palms from low to high, although it was just an ordinary blow, the huge force was enough to shatter the bricks laid on the ground, and for a while the smoke was filled, and her killing was hidden behind the smoke, and she passed through this barrier with lightning speed, quickly approaching the drunkard master.

And the sand industry on the right suddenly turned his palm into a fist, no longer aimlessly catching, two punches up and down, and at the same time blasted towards the wavering enemy.

Qiu Wuyi was surrounded by flames, and suddenly fell from in front of the drunkard master, but his body was hidden in the cloak, and he didn't make a move for a while.

The sudden change of attack also made the drunkard master notice a little strange, and his ears also heard the sound of Ling Qi pulling the trigger, but this shot was not only far away, but also completely inaccurate, even if it hit the big luck, it could only hit Qiu Wuyi who was blocking in front of him.

This was obviously a mistake in the battle, and the drunkard master felt more or less sorry in his heart, and he smiled evilly and stretched out his long arms, like a gorilla standing upright from the ground, and the legs supporting his body crouched deeply, and his neck suddenly pounced forward, passing between Shaye's fists.

After Fan Lingyu blasted out his palms upwards to bring up the dust curtain, the real killing was the subsequent straight fist assault, which was already the limit of her understanding of the word "tactics", for Fan Lingyu, who was only good at frontal combat, the meaning of the word battle was one-on-one head-to-head combat.

Perhaps in response to Fan Lingyu's fighting mood, the drunkard master swept away the slippery just now, bent his thumb, clenched his fist with the momentum, and slammed his fist towards the direction of Fan Lingyu's attack, the power was quite large, and the air wave immediately blew the dust that had not yet dissipated into a circular hollow.

However, at the moment when his fist met Fan Lingyu's move, the drunkard master sniffed vigorously, and the fist he was holding suddenly changed into a palm and quickly flicked upward. The first time to update this move seems to be strong, but the strength sent out is crooked, Fan Lingyu's boxing is fierce, but the changes are very little, and the palm of the drunkard master is as before, closely following the path of the opponent's force and sliding to the side, the whole process is as easy as a game.

"Whew!"

The flames burning from Qiu Wuyi's cloak were already close to the drunkard master's face, and the overly bright light was very dazzling even in the daytime, and the drunkard master easily defused the flanking attacks on both sides, but he never waited for Qiu Wuyi's attack to come.

"Uncle, I'm going to take the initiative!"

The drunkard master was very jealous of Qiu Wuyi's silence, so he simply laughed, leaving only one toe to support the weight of his whole body, and his right foot flew towards Qiu Wuyi.

"Thank you. ”

The smile on Qiu Wuyi's face became more and more weird, and he didn't dodge at all, nor did he make any moves, and he stayed in front of the drunkard master in front of him.

"Whoosh!"

The drunkard master kicked out, passing through Qiu Wuyi's burning cloak with extreme accuracy, but the strange sensation that followed made his face stiffen.

There was nothing inside, the cloak of the Lone Vulture Wings was too big to wrap Qiu Wuyi's whole body, at this moment, Qiu Wuyi actually shrunk his body tightly into a ball in the cloak, and under the cover of the firelight, it was impossible to see what kind of movement his body was doing from the outside.

The moment the flaming cloak was split open by this kick, the drunkard master's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinpoint, and he saw a bullet pass through Qiu Wuyi's flame cloak, although it looked like it had been shot in the back. More and faster chapters are here.

At this point, all the developments were expected by Jin Xiaoyong, under the influence of Fan Lingyu's Freedom Pupil, the defense of everyone around him would drop sharply, including Qiu Wuyi's cloak, although it seemed to be a disadvantage, but the bullet could easily penetrate the cloak with almost no impact, and it has always maintained its lethality.

However, Jin Xiaoyong is not very optimistic about this tactic, in the final analysis, this is just the cleverness of young people, and there are countless flaws.

"Take!"

Qiu Wuyi's left hand had already pinched the corner of the cloak, and when the sound of the wind in his ears reached that position, he suddenly pulled the cloak towards the drunkard master who was close at hand. More and faster chapters are here.

"What!"

Jin Hyoyong was the first to exclaim, his huge body stood up from the throne, and the sudden burst of huge force pressed the blue brick ground under his feet to a sink.

Although he has taken a back seat, Kim Hyo-yong has nothing to do but martial arts, and he is even more experienced in a hundred battles, even if he is in the position of a bystander, he is confident that he can see through what is happening in the battle at a glance.

However, Qiu Wuyi's actions exceeded his expectations.

It stands to reason that the cloak that had become weak and weak should have no strength, but it was reborn in Qiu Wuyi's hands, and this flick was tantamount to throwing out a powerful long whip, rolling up the bullets in it, and shooting it extremely trickily at the big drum on the head of the drunkard master. Be the first to update

But the direction in which the bullet flew was completely different from the direction in which the cloak was flaid.

And the real situation, except for Qiu Wuyi, only the nearest drunkard master can see clearly.

Qiu Wuyi seemed to be pulling the corner of the cloak, but the moment the bullet entered the inside of the cloak, a dexterous long string that seemed to have life suddenly crawled out from his fingertips, this string completely ignored the direction of Qiu Wuyi's force, and it was really like having his own will, and he twitched the tail of the bullet fiercely.

Although the cloak was thrown forward, the hidden raw strings inside pulled the bullet diagonally upward, and it would be good if he didn't see this scene in person, but the drunkard master saw this scene clearly, and was immediately confused by two completely different movements for a moment.

Even for a short moment, everything is enough.

And at the moment of his confusion, the pre-arranged back hand had already arrived, and the second bullet pierced through Qiu Wuyi's right side through the cloak, pointing in the only direction that the drunkard master could escape, even if he dodged the first bullet, he would inevitably be hit by the second one.

"Whew!"

Ling Qi blew a breath of gunpowder smoke from the pipe, not far away, Cheng Tiexuan was happily comparing a victory posture to her, although it looked quite annoying, but after all, this battle was mainly thought up by him, so Ling Qi felt that it was better not to be entangled.

The bullet pierced through the messy hair in front of the drunkard's forehead and hit the spinning drum impartially, which was not a one-hit killer move, and its power was very limited, but when the bullet touched the edge of the drum, the rotation speed of the drum body slowed down under the interference of this blow. More and faster chapters are here.

"Drink!"

Fan Lingyu rushed forward, tried his best to lower his body and crashed into the arms of the drunkard master, his right palm slammed his left fist, and the elbow of his left arm hit the drunkard master's heart.

After the drum stopped spinning, although the speed of the drunkard master was still fast, he lost his tricky and strange body, plus he was stunned for a moment, and was directly hit by Fan Lingyu's elbow, and retreated again and again under the impetus of the huge force.

At the same time as Fan Lingyu attacked, Sha Ye pushed a palm behind Qiu Wuyi, and the force made the tension relaxed, causing Qiu Wuyi to cross the top of Fan Lingyu's head and fly into the drunkard master.

According to the prior arrangement, Fan Lingyu only used fifty percent of his strength in one blow, and after the hit, he still had the strength to step out and shake to the ground, and he turned around and somersaulted with his strength, and quickly retreated after landing. More and faster chapters are here. Sha Ye did the same, after sending Qiu Wuyi to the drunkard master, he turned around and ran, and the two of them completely left Qiu Wuyi to the drunkard master.

The drunkard master's chest was buzzed by Fan Lingyu's blow, and he knew in his heart that the real killing had not yet arrived, so he simply put his hands in the shape of a cross on his chest, and the three layers of fierce qi around his body burst out, and he adopted the most conservative defensive posture.

As a master-level tailor, his understanding of Tianyi is far beyond the reach of people, although because of the University, he took the initiative not to learn about the new clothes of the five people in Class 1, but for his own Tianyi, no one in the entire continent can know more than him, so the drunkard master thinks that even in the case of a decrease in defense, as long as he uses all his strength, he should be able to resist any attack.

The air suddenly became hotter, not by one or two degrees, but from spring to summer.

The drunkard master saw Qiu Wuyi and the fiery cloak appearing in front of him through the gaps in his open eyelids.

Qiu Wuyi's hands were also crossed in front of his chest, and his body was curled up into a ball, and his posture looked a little ridiculous.

However, Qiu Wuyi's chest was burning with a pitch-black flame, just like the fire he had just seen, and the drunkard master was surprised to find that just by making contact with this fire eye, there was a feeling that his heart was stopping.

"Uncle take it!"

Qiu Wuyi's roar exploded in the sky above the battlefield, and the flames burning on the cloak all turned into a color blacker than ink in an instant, and the sky and the earth seemed to have a power that did not belong to this world gathered on Qiu Wuyi's body from all directions.

"Stop! is enough. ”

Duan Shamen suddenly stood up gracefully from his seat, and gently waved his left hand in the direction where Qiu Wuyi was, and a skeletal arm more than 100 meters long broke through the void above his head, blocking the gap between Qiu Wuyi and the drunkard master with a bang.

Even though some in the audience had witnessed all kinds of fierce battles, the moment the skeletal arm stretched out of the space, everyone stood in place with pale faces, motionless like stone statues.

If there is anyone else who remains calm, it is only Jin Xiaoyong, who once held the core position of the Holy Gate of Tianyi.

"Ahhh ”

The drunkard master grabbed his hair irritably, simply sat on the ground, took the bottle from his bosom and drank it.

Qiu Wuyi, like everyone else, stared blankly at the giant hand not far in front of him, his five fingers, his gaze swept over the skeletal arm without a trace of flesh, and finally landed on Duan Shamen's body.

Duan Shamen saw Qiu Wuyi's gaze, and with his left hand on the tip of his beard, he smiled kindly.

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