Zhang Yunan looked at these people teasingly, and said disdainfully: "A few dogs, they dare to speak out here!" ”

Jun Chen sat on the chair brought by Jun Qingluan, cocked Erlang's legs, although the corners of his mouth were playful, but his eyes were solemn, "Someone is in a hurry to find death, give it a ride, but don't be in a hurry to kill, play first." ”

"Subordinates take orders!"

The sound soared into the sky.

Zhang Yunan also showed a cruel smile, and waved his big hand, "Above, the man is killed, and the woman will be rewarded to you!" ”

"Kill!"

The people of the Partial Moon Pavilion erupted in a monstrous outcry.

Fang Ming snorted coldly, the sword was already unsheathed, and he stepped straight into the enemy group, facing the opponent he encountered just raised the machete in his hand, and then saw a cold light flash from his eyes.

What is it?! So fast!

Well? Where's my knife?

Where's my hand!!

The arm holding the knife was thrown into the air, and the whole arm was broken at the root.

It's so fast that it can't be captured with the naked eye.

Not even the painful nerves responded.

Poof!

One more sword.

A sword seals the throat!

These ants are not even cannon fodder!

The crowd tactics were brought to the extreme.

The black-pressed crowd swarmed up, drowning Fang Ming and the others.

Zhang Yunan's eyes narrowed, with his knowledge, of course, he could see that Fang Ming and the others were strong, and they all used killing techniques, and their moves were all fatal injuries, and no one could hold up the three swords in their hands!

"It's hard stubble."

An old man came to Zhang Yunan's side, a pair of tiger eyes were exposed, his palms were wider than ordinary people's, with thick calluses, and several rough scars.

"Can it be solved?"

"It's going to take some work."

It takes some work, that is, it can be solved.

The last thing Zhang Yunan wants to hear is the word "can't".

The old man said lightly: "You, who is going to take the lead." ”

A man with an earthy face stood up, bowed to the old man with a fist, and then looked at Fang Ming, his eyes were slightly condensed, and with a step on his feet, the dust was fluttering, and he walked on the shoulders of others.

"Death!"

Before the shouting fell, the people were killed.

This palm contained a sharp palm wind, blowing Fang Ming's hair and clothes.

It seems to be powerful, but in fact, it is strong on the outside and dry in the middle, and it is vain.

"Humph!"

Fang Ming snorted coldly.

I saw the sword flashing, blood splattering, and the head falling.

There are no bells and whistles.

There is only one sword.

A simple sword.

Knock Knock......

The head fell to the ground, and the eyes were still wide, with various emotions such as surprise and horror.

Poof!

Fang Ming seemed to have long eyes on his back, and stabbed his backhand behind him, piercing the heart of the enemy who was about to sneak attack him.

The corners of Fang Ming's mouth showed disdain, one foot was placed on the head, he looked at Zhang Yunan and the old man with such a pale face, and then kicked the head under his feet as a football and kicked it down.

Knock knock!

The head rolled to Zhang Yunan's feet.

Fang Ming suddenly stretched out his hand and hooked it, full of provocation.

"Master, let me go!"

"Master, I'll go!"

With just one action, the crowd suddenly exploded.

The few people who called were all the apprentices of the old man, and they were all true.

"Little San, you go!"

"Yes!"

Xiao San is the third apprentice, a man who is as thin as a monkey and over thirty years old.

Don't look thin, but the explosive power contained in the body is not a joke, and it can easily solve eight strong men with sharp weapons.

Sou!

Just as Xiao San was out of the ranks, a sharp sword turned into a cold light and shot from the left.

Xiao San heard the sound of breaking the air in his ears, and subconsciously turned his head to look, and then his eyes widened, and he didn't have time to dodge him.

With a pop, a hole was opened in the center of the eyebrows, and a long sword pierced through the head.

Ziyan's body is plundering.

When Xiao San fell to the ground backwards, he grabbed the hilt of his sword and pulled it out violently.

A mixture of white and red slowly flowed out from the center of the eyebrows and the back of the head, and the person fell to the ground.

"How daring!"

The old man shouted angrily, clapped his palms together, and swept the wind.

Ziyan's eyes showed disdain, his steps turned to the left, his body was flat, his long sword was raised, and he could only see a flash of cold light.

And then......

"Ahh

The old man howled in pain, and the blue tendons on his forehead burst up a finger high, and he almost fainted.

A pair of severed palms fell to the ground, the nerves had not completely disappeared, and the fingers were still moving slightly.

Ziyan mended the knife and kicked the old man down with one kick, and then the white knife went in and the red knife came out, completely piercing his heart.

The movements are clean and clean, without a bit of dragging.

The corners of Zhang Yunan's eyes twitched, fear instantly enveloped his heart, he took a step back, and the idea of running away arose.

But this subtle little movement was captured by Ziyan.

A pair of beautiful eyes are as cold as iron, and there is no trace of emotion.

Zhang Yunan lost the arrogance when he came, his voice trembled, and he kept waving his hands, "Go up, give it to me!" ”

Crash!

A group of people threw away their armor and fled back without looking back.

Errands to win.

They are willing to do it.

But who wants to do the errand of sending them to death?!

It's not that the brain is sick.

Messing with you is for eating, not for death!

Zhang Yunan was blinded, so angry that he stomped his feet, "You guys come back for me!" Give me back! ”

No one listened to him.

You can't protect yourself, who will listen to you.

Jun Chen spoke at this time, "The others don't care, arrest those people first." ”

Those few people.

Including the old man's apprentice and Zhang Yunan.

Killing is also a work of strength.

Those who know each other can let it go, and if you don't know each other and want to work hard, you can give it a ride.

Zhang Yunan also wanted to run, but before he could take the second step, Ziyu stood in front of him with his sword raised.

Ziyan stood in the back.

There is no way forward, and if you want to run, it is too late.

"Zhang Sanye, where do you want to go?" Ziyu sneered.

Zhang Yunan showed an expression that was more ugly than crying, "I, I...... I boiled sugar water at home, I was in too much of a hurry to go out, I didn't have time to turn off the fire, I want to go home and watch the fire......"

"Don't worry, my young master, I still have something to tell you."

Zhang Yunan's hands and feet were cold, he knew that it was impossible for him to get out of the way, rather than sit and wait for death, it was better to fight a way out.

Poof!

A pool of blood suddenly splashed on Zhang Yunan's body.

The whole person was stunned for a second.

Fang Ming pulled a man's hair back like a chicken, the blade of the sword against his throat, and quickly wiped his throat, blood splattered three feet, like a fountain.

Seeing this, Zhang Yunan's back was cold, he knew who the person who was wiping his throat was, he was the old man's big apprentice, and his strength was only one line worse than the old man.

But he was still killed like a chicken by Fang Ming, and he had no power to resist.

This made him finally have a trace of resistance, and he could no longer muster the courage to resist.

Ziyan joked: "Did you want to fight to the death just now?" ”

Zhang Yunan's face changed, and he hurriedly said: "No, no, no, how dare I ......"

"Is it...... Ziyan slashed with his sword, and when he withdrew it, there was a trace of red left on the blade.

Zhang Yunan was shocked and frightened by Ziyan's hand.

Until, there was a sharp pain in the palm of the hand.

When I raised my hand, I realized that three fingers were broken.