"Death to Lao Tzu!"

The long-haired man shouted angrily, kicked his feet, and rushed forward with golden light in his arms.

In this battle, but the opponent closes his eyes and does not move, who can endure it?

The white-robed boy in front of him was motionless, his long hair was overjoyed, his body was suddenly shortened, and he raised his hand to grab the other party's ankle.

At this moment, Han Dongwen's eyes suddenly opened, his waist arched and jumped on the spot, and his long hair was caught in the air.

"And with your sorcery, I'll see how long you can hide......"

Long Hair subconsciously cursed, and suddenly realized that this time it was not as pale as the previous dodge, and he hurriedly looked up to see that the soles of Han Dongwen's shoes had already kicked on his nose.

"Poof!"

Before the big man's mouth could be closed, his cheeks were hurt by this kick, in order to maintain the balance of his body, he hurriedly supported his body with both hands and squatted, and the white-robed boy in the air had already turned over half a circle with the force of a step, and landed firmly in front of him.

"You ......"

This action is fast, but it doesn't rely on the magic that flashes with white light?

"Fuck, look for death!"

Being trampled on his face, the big man scolded angrily and looked up sharply.

Han Dongwen in front of him seemed to have changed in an instant, with a straight face, looking at him expressionlessly, as if to say......

Again.

The fly missed, the long-haired man panted and looked around, saw that there were a few stone benches in the backyard of the Yuhua Building, stepped over and raised his legs and kicked on it, hugged the bench surface of the stone bench into his arms, and shouted that the muscles of his arms were bruised, and he smashed the stone bench like a javelin!

This momentum is amazing, if it is not for the experienced people in the battlefield, at least they will panic, and the long-haired man is sure that the other party will not be able to take it.

The first machine, Guo Jack, was still standing still, watching the stone bench fly towards him, motionless as if he had a root under his feet.

In terms of the IQ of the battle, Jack Guo crushed Han Dongwen, which can be seen through the battle at the door of the law department.

Just as the puppeteer in the same game relies on AI hosting, Duan Qingzhu and the puppet in the teahouse will definitely not be manually controlled by Jiang Keyin throughout the whole process, if so, Jiang Keyin alone can not only use the art of human puppetry, but also proficient in knife skills, as well as Duan Qingzhu's mysterious spell of words, which is also too exaggerated.

Since you can't quickly break through the defense and solve the battle, then leave it to the professional.

The stone bench roared, and if the first machine turned around and fled to the left and right at this time, it would be in the arms of the other party, and the long-haired man grinned his teeth and looked at the left and right sides of the first machine, ready to burst out at any time and make up for the real fateful circle.

"Huh!"

There was a sharp sound of breaking the air, and two daggers were thrown at the left and right sides of the flying stone bench at the same time, which Han Dongwen Jin had never let go of in his hand before.

What kind of magic is he going to use to teleport?

The long-haired man cheered up and stared at the two flying daggers, which direction did the other party want to teleport to?

Left or right?

"Bang!"

With a deafening sound, the stone bench smashed straight into the wall, and the pale light of the two daggers was gone, and they were thrown to the ground without even making a sound.

Beat...... Hit?

The loud noise made his ears ring a little, and the long-haired man was stunned for a long time before reacting, and a disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Hmph, this little cub of Han Yingzong fights like a fly, but he can be regarded as caught!

If he knew that he couldn't dodge, Lao Tzu would have used more force just now......

While thinking so, he walked forward a few steps, raised his leg and was about to kick away the stone bench to see what Han Dongwen had been smashed into.

"Bang!"

As soon as the big man's feet stepped on the stone bench, suddenly there was a sound from under him, and the stones burst into the air, and a heart-rending pain came from the calf—on the ground full of stones, a sharp hook had burst up at some point, and the force was so strong that it snapped into his ankle bone, like a vicious dog made of gold and iron, and buckled his instep to the stone bench!

When......!

A dusty hand stretched out from the gravel like a ghost, and grabbed the big man's calf, before he could react, he only saw a golden light in front of him, and several snake-like ropes were wrapped around him, tying his joints backwards at once, even though the rock armor full of golden light was attached to his arms, it was difficult to move for a while, and he lost his balance and staggered.

Is it a golden knot?!

"Fuck! See how I explain it to you......"

His arms couldn't move for the time being, one foot was nailed to the ground again, his body was out of balance, and the big man was a little swaying, and the arm that grabbed his calf at the first machine pulled his body up from under the stone pile, and his waist twisted in the air, and a rabbit kicked the eagle and shook the big man in the face.

"Click!"

"Ahem——!"

The long-haired man's huge size could no longer maintain his balance, and he was about to smash to the ground sideways—but he couldn't fall again, and his huge weight pulled the right leg that had been firmly bitten in place by the short hook, and the pain that pierced his heart suddenly exploded in his mind.

Ever since he learned the Avalanche of the Mighty Mountain Alliance, how could he have suffered so much flesh and pain?

At the moment, he was afraid that his calf would be scrapped if he lasted one more second, and the long-haired man was almost relieved by reflex, and his arms were peeling off like sand and stones, so that he could lose a little weight on his upper body and not break his right leg.

As soon as the rock armor was unloaded, the Jin Hui Jie, which was originally tied to the periphery, became tighter and ate into his flesh, and the first machine had already landed and turned around, and fell in front of him in two quick steps.

"Chop!"

The big man's forehead was bruised, and his face was flushed.

This cub would only blindly dodge before, for fear that he would be scratched a little skin, and he was all lying to himself?

He threw out two daggers to keep himself engrossed in guarding against him for teleporting with that hex, but he stood still and didn't dodge or dodge to take this tentative blow, and he took advantage of himself to see the dagger lay this insidious thing?

Fuck, if I'm engrossed in staring at him, how can I do this?!

Fortunately, in order to attract his attention, his two daggers had been thrown away, and he still had a few respite......

"Deputy Alliance Leader Luo! Save—"

He was just about to shout at Yuhualou, but the first machine in front of him was so indifferent that he approached like a puppet, and there was no expression on his face at all.

So what? As far as Han Yingzong's outer kung fu is concerned, what do you rely on if you don't rely on swords, rely on their winter tearing fist?

"Poof!"

There was a muffled sound, the sound of a sharp weapon piercing the skin and piercing the flesh.

The long-haired man's eyes widened and he lowered his head slightly in disbelief.

Blood flowed all over the ground, staining the white-robed Hanying on the first fuselage.

His stomach had been smashed through the arm of the first machine, and even the pain was a beat slower to reach his brain.

The first machine slowly withdrew his hand expressionlessly, and it seemed to have become a dark red arm, and the skin and sleeves were all covered with fishy and sticky blood.

"What is this......"

Before the long-haired man could finish his last doubts, a frightened expression suddenly appeared on his face, which had been pale from blood loss.

That hand.

The knife-like hand that pierced through his proud forged flesh—

It's not a human hand at all, it's a beast, it's a monster!

There was a click.

The sharp claws and strange bones of the first hand's hands contracted and recovered strangely and savagely, and gradually changed back to human form with this click.

The long-haired head finally hung down, and his unsightly eyes stared at the red and yellow spreads on the ground and the fragments of internal organs, and he was not breathing.

The first machine stood motionless, as if it were a catcher guarding the scene.

After a few moments, his expression came alive, and his eyes looked around.

"Awesome, really beat ......"

Han Dongwen turned his head and swept his eyes over the long-haired man.

"What the fuck? it? ”

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