On the glazed booth in the middle of the Golden Jubilee Building, Wang Liu had abandoned the Oiran and hid in the corner with the "Sanskrit Samadhi Sutra" in his arms, he was so frightened that he closed his eyes tightly, and the jade crown on his head became crooked and funny because of the collision.

Xu Wei, who was almost soaring in the air, reluctantly inserted the scimitar he was carrying upside down, and stuck the scimitar in the jade railing on the glazed platform, and then his waist stiffened, and then his arm was forced, and Xu Wei, who released the sharp knife, changed his posture and tightly grabbed the low jade railing with both hands, and with another force, the whole person jumped up out of thin air and jumped steadily onto the glazed booth.

At this moment, Xu Wei was standing not far from Wang Liu, and he could even clearly hear the frightened Wang Liu still cursing Gao Zhen's ghost idea and the incompetence of the Yunwei Dart Bureau.

Just when Xu Wei was about to approach Wang Liu, he took the "Sanskrit Samadhi Sutra" in his hands first, and the moving Oiran with eyes like autumn water and lips like cherry blossoms commanded several dart masters of the Yunwei Dart Bureau in a hurry: "Quick, the man in Sulan's clothes wants to grab the scriptures, go and stop him first!" ”

The two surrounding dart masters were extremely obedient to the Oiran of the Yin Long Hook Column, and when they heard her order, they immediately swung their knives at Xu Wei and slashed at them.

The sharp knife brought by Xu Wei had just fallen to the first floor, and he put his five fingers together and relaxed to make a hand knife, facing the sharp blade from the elite of the Yunwei Dart Bureau, Xu Wei slashed sideways and accurately slashed the soft dang outside the end of the wrist guard of one person on the left.

Taking advantage of the small space where the man's arm on the left was bounced open, Xu Wei turned around and tightened his five fingers and plunged straight into the soft part of the waist of the other dart master on the right, and grabbed the dart master with a hook under his foot, and slashed it again to the left side and fell over.

Seeing that the dart master of the Yunwei Dart Bureau is also responsible now, Xu Wei has no intention of killing him, so he hurries up and walks quickly towards Wang Liu, who doesn't know what he was stimulated, and seeing Xu Wei is like seeing the plague god roaring and screaming, let Xu Wei not go over.

"Shut up, if you want to die now, hurry up and give me the Sanskrit Samadhi Sutra first, don't talk about the money later, your scriptures and life are gone!" Xu Wei was angry with Wang Liu, and stretched out his hand and said sharply.

How could Wang Liu believe Xu Wei, in his opinion, Xu Wei was obviously a little ghost who ruined his fortune, if there was no Xu Wei, where would there be so many things, he still held the scriptures and chirped crookedly and said nonsense that Xu Wei didn't understand.

Behind him, the two young elites of the Yunwei Dart Bureau sacrificed their lives to kill again, and Xu Wei had no choice but to turn around and accept the move. In an instant, Xu Wei suddenly felt a tingling sensation on the top of his head, and he didn't have a chance to look around, so he instinctively threw himself to the side.

Xu Wei had just landed here, only to hear a loud "boom", and the entire glazed platform shook violently.

Xu Wei, who turned over, looked at the position where he was standing, and a sturdy figure in a coarse cloth short coat had landed there steadily, kicking up a puff of smoke and dust.

The stout man wore a bronze mask, and although he was not as tall as Chen Dongdong, he still exuded a strict oppressive force when he looked around the tiger's back.

In the face of the sudden sturdy masked man who was a head taller than himself, the two young dart masters gritted their teeth and took the lead, from the upper and lower angles, respectively, diagonally slashed and slashed at the sturdy masked man, and the swiftness of the full blow far exceeded the blow to Xu Wei just now.

"Don't! Watch out! The Oiran, who had been quite calm, reminded loudly as if he saw that the visitor was not good.

However, no matter how beautiful the Oiran is, no matter how good it is to boost morale, the huge gap in the strength of the two dart masters and the strong masked man can not be made up by a single "beware".

There was an excited laugh from under the bronze mask that wrapped the whole face, and the strong masked man made a mistake with both hands, lifted up and down, and actually used a pair of fat and thick hands to catch the two slashes at him.

Xu Wei has never seen such a big hand, even a giant like Chen Dongdong doesn't seem to have such a pair of big palms.

The sturdy masked man laughed wildly, his hands successively took the wind-breaking blades cut from all angles, and with a wave of his palm, he slapped the dart master on the right stiffly and fell straight to the glass booth, remembering a clear and terrifying muffled sound.

If you look closely at the fallen dart master, the left side of his head that was photographed has been sunken.

The dart master on the left slashed angrily at the neck of the strong masked man, the blade was cold and skillful, but it was still a little worse for the strong masked man, he deliberately humiliated the hysterical young dart master, and slightly turned his head to block the blow with two fingers.

The young dart master put away the knife and then moved to avoid the opponent's palm to cut his wrist, but this time the huge right palm of the strong masked man had already moved first, and his powerful palm went straight to the young dart master's face after his body was twisted.

Xu Wei knew that he could no longer save the young man who still had a huge future in martial arts, although the other party was obviously older than him, but the regret in his heart still arose.

It's just that not far from Xu Wei, the scream in the throat of the Oiran is more hysterical than the regret in Xu Wei's heart, "Don't-"

It was too late for the young dart master to block the knife, so he could only barely use his arm wearing bracers to block it, but the power of the palm of the strong masked man was not as powerful as the thunder.

After a crisp and loud sound of bone cracking, the young dart master's wrist guard shattered, his face collapsed, and his waist and tail vertebrae slammed into the jade railing of the booth, and the huge momentum made him fall backwards.

Seeing that the young dart master fell to the first floor, where was the original stunning and generous appearance of the Oiran at this moment, screaming and running towards the railing on that side, anyone could see that there was no Oiran on the booth now, only an ordinary woman who was extremely worried about her lover or brother.

Although there are jade pillars under the seven-colored glazed booth, it is basically still suspended, and if it falls when the auction is hot just now, it may be able to fall on one or two unlucky eggs who squeezed to the front.

But at this moment, although there are still many people on the first floor who are not afraid of death are looking up at the bloody "performance" on the second and third floors, and want to "earn back" all the money they paid for the table, it is obviously not as crowded as it was at the beginning, and the seven-color glazed booth is naturally empty.

Seeing the young dart master who was lucky, his feet bent strangely and fell quietly on the ground on the first floor, and the tears gushing out of his eyes Oiran bit his lip and pulled out the hairpin on his head, and turned around and stabbed towards the mountain-like strong masked man.

The sturdy masked man was startled by the Oiran's sudden life-seeking golden hairpin, but he instantly turned sideways and resisted the hairpin with his extremely strong arm, and slapped it, knocking the Oiran to the ground.

Perhaps because of pity for the fragrance and jade, the strength of the slap of the strong masked man was like a caress compared to before, but the delicate Oiran was still knocked unconscious.

The sturdy masked man pulled out the clear golden hairpin that pierced deep into his arm, and when he saw the blood rushing out, his heart was furious, and he raised his foot to stomp the Oiran on the ground, "Stinky bitch! ”

Xu Wei, who was ready to attack, picked up a horizontal knife on the ground and looked at the neck of the strong masked man, who cared about morality or immorality between life and death, and vowed to end the life of the dangerous person in front of him with one blow.

But Xu Wei was just about to start, and the sound of breaking the wind sounded again, and the countless sounds of hidden weapons came towards Xu Wei from top to bottom.

Xu Wei was helpless, so he had to kick back to dodge, but after the hidden weapon landed, it cracked all around, and countless small fragments came towards Xu Wei, although Xu Wei had waved his knife in time to block, several pieces of hidden weapon slag were still stabbed into his arm.

Following the dense and faint pain on his arm, Xu Wei found that the scum of the hidden weapon tied to his arm was actually just an ordinary porcelain cup fragment, and what had just hit him was not a hidden weapon, but a cup in the wing room on the third floor.

This time, Xu Wei also saw clearly where the opponent came from, the sturdy masked man and the masked man in front of him wearing a half-bronze mask covering the upper half of his face were both from the third-floor wing room directly above the secondary stage.

It was the third-floor wing room where Xu Wei heard a faint sound when he first passed by, and it could be seen that although the third-floor wing had not been lit at that time, the two people had already been ambushed in the wing.

The secondary stage of the wind music on the second floor is only a short arch bridge distance from the seven-color glazed booth, which is much shorter than the distance from the side of Xu Wei to the glazed booth, so it is not difficult for a master to jump directly from the third floor to the glazed booth.

But the difficult thing is that the brocade robe mask man who covered the upper part of his face with a bronze mask not only performed precise and swift secret weapon kung fu with a teacup and wine cup in the air, but also landed lightly and almost without a sound, and this person's body light skills are probably still above Xu Wei.

"You dare to move her? Looking for death? The brocade-robed masked man stretched out a foot to block the stout masked man's imminent step, "Hurry up and get down to business, what about the scriptures?" ”

"Isn't it there?" The sturdy masked man looked at Wang Liu in the corner, who was trembling all over his body, and the jade crown had already fallen to other places, but Wang Liu didn't dare to move at all.

If it weren't for the "Sanskrit Samadhi Sutra" in Wang Liu's arms, which was made of the best material for oil and waterproof, this sutra might have been soaked with Wang Liu's sweat by now.

The masked black clothes on the arched bridge have been killed, and the other five junior elites of the Yunwei Dart Bureau on the glass booth are making the last resistance, and the four flower-clothed teenagers who were previously responsible for holding the golden thumb sculpture to distinguish the bidders were also killed in the chaotic battle.

The half-masked man in brocade looked at Xu Wei, who had been interrupted by himself, and provocatively stretched out his long tongue, his eyes under the mask were as high-pitched and pleasant as his companions, making people angry and intimidating.

The brocade mask man is about the same size as Xu Wei, but anyone who sees the two of them will definitely think that this brocade mask man is much taller, just like his tongue, this brocade mask man is also tall and thin, and has long legs, long arms, long fingers, and long hair.

In Xu Wei's opinion, this "long man" is much stranger than the strong masked man just now.

It's not that the young dart masters of the Yunwei Dart Bureau don't want to avenge their comrades who practice martial arts together, but now there are wolves and tigers in front of them, and they seem to be white meat roasted on the fire, so they can only seek self-protection first.

Seeing that the dart master of the Yunwei Dart Bureau fell two more, the brocade-clothed masked man said to the sturdy masked man beside him: "I can't hold it anymore, you go get the scriptures, I'll stop those black-clothed people, and before that, give me some weapons." ”

"Gotta order, young master Jingui!" Hearing this, the man in the sturdy mask raised his arms and slapped several palms at the jade railing in front of him, shattering a long part of it.

Outside the Golden Jubilee Building, the thunder roared and deafened, and it went straight into the restaurant, and at the beginning, the dripping light rain and dew turned into a torrential downpour in the blink of an eye, and the pervasive white mist and water vapor also diffused into the Golden Jubilee Building.

"Enough is enough." The brocade mask that bent down to pick up the gravel on the ground smiled feverishly at the corners of his mouth, his body flipped as if accompanied by dance music, his ape arm waved like a shadowless whip, and in an instant, countless locust-like jade stones flew towards three sides.

Xu Wei waved the knife with both hands and retreated to block, and the flying locust jade stone with strong power collapsed the horizontal knife that Xu Wei picked up full of gaps, and after a while, the blade was almost useless.

The flying locust jade stone ruthlessly stabbed in the direction of the last three elite dart masters who were facing away from the brocade-clothed masked man, and the back, back of the head, arms, and legs suddenly burst into blood, and the masked black-clothed people who rushed to the front were all instantly knocked down by the flying locust stone.

Even at the same time, there was still a part of the surplus flying locust jade stone was thrown at the people on the first floor who were doing good things for fun, and as the flying locust jade stone hit the faces and bodies of several people downstairs were full of horrific blood holes, and the people ran and trampled in a frightened atmosphere.

"Hahahaha, happy! Kill you all! The brocade-clothed masked man who ruthlessly slaughtered everyone in front of him with a locust-like broken jade glared at Xu Wei, who had almost all the broken stones at the moment, and said arrogantly: "See how long you can block it!" ”

"Really?" Xu Wei threw away the horizontal knife full of gaps in his hand, loosened his arms and ankles, and said, "Then come and see, you madman." ”

It's just that as soon as the words were finished, a "pop" firework sound passed through the sky above the Golden Jubilee Building, almost bursting above Xu Wei's head, even if he was suppressed by Zhang Long and Zhang Hu, Xu Wei, who didn't feel too panicked, now only felt a chill from his back through his throat.

Not just two masked people, not just the Sanskrit Samadhi Sutra.