It's so arrogant!

The arrogance was so arrogant, with disdain on his face, he directly attacked Long Ze and wanted to capture him.

In front of everyone's eyes, if Long Ze is really captured by them, how can he save face!

Long Ze raised the bow of the heavens and wanted to shoot them.

"Big slave, this kid is crazy! A martial artist dares to do something to us. The second slave faced Long Ze and kicked the bow and sneered.

"It doesn't matter if he's crazy or not!Help the third young master catch him back!" The big slave looked cold, and directly started to arrest him.

"Woohoo!"

Long Ze fired three arrows in unison and went straight to the big slave.

A bend of the bow can shoot up to three arrows, this is still the result of Long Ze's practice of archery all the way, and no matter how much it is, the hit rate cannot be guaranteed.

The three arrows went straight to the big slave, and the thunder exploded, which was the strangeness of the thundering iron, contaminated with the power of thunder and lightning.

"Kill!" the big slave shouted angrily, took one step at a time, stepped on the rocks, and blocked with a horizontal sword.

There was disdain in his eyes, just a martial artist, how strong the bow and arrow could be.

At this moment, the battle on the field has ended, and everyone's eyes have looked over with hope in their eyes.

They understood the divine power of Long Ze's bow and arrow, and there were people who confronted them head-on, making them look forward to it.

Among them, a master who had just killed the enemy showed up and walked straight to Long Ze.

"Squirt!"

The three iron arrows collided with the broadsword, and the two caused a big explosion, and the overflowing air wave was scorching and terrifying.

The big slave was very shocked, at this moment he was covered in blood, his body was injured by a powerful force, cracks appeared, and he couldn't live!

"Big slave!" The second slave rushed over with an excited expression, he didn't expect Long Ze to be so powerful, the big slave is a dignified martial arts master, but he is not Long Ze's enemy with one move.

The big slave was actually shot, Liu Yifan saw it clearly, looked at Long Ze's bow to the sky, and was slightly jealous.

It's too strong!

Long Ze once again proved himself with his strength, he has this strength, he can fight with the martial artist and cross the gap between the martial artist and the martial artist.

Shoot the martial artist with three arrows!

"You bastard, I want to avenge the big slave!" the second slave looked sad and angry, and bluntly said that he wanted to avenge the big slave.

If you hadn't arrested me for no reason, how would I have killed him? The corners of Long Ze's mouth rose, and he was very disdainful of this person.

Seeing the second slave rushing up, the long knife in his hand was raised, about to cut him under the horse, Long Ze continued to bend the bow, ready to shoot!

"Don't worry, let's kill him!" The man who made the dragon and tiger hand jump out, and the shadow of the dragon and tiger appeared and fought against the two slaves.

This person is very powerful, and the dragon and tiger hand beat the two slaves and retreated, causing everyone to exclaim.

The eldest slave and the second slave are members of the Liu family, and he dared to help Long Ze, but everyone didn't know why.

Some people say that this person's name is Luo Tianjun, a native of Xingyue City. His entire family was killed by the Wuhe Gang, and he had a blood feud with the Wuhe Gang.

And the demon Long Ze is the enemy of the Wuhe Gang!

"Kill!" Luo Tianjun's dragon and tiger hands were strong and powerful, and the dragon and tiger were evolved by the internal force, and the wind and lightning passed away between the shots.

"Boom!"

Thousands of catties of boulders were shattered, and Luo Tianjun took a step further, and the fist bombardment made the two slaves vomit blood.

Luo Tianjun was too strong, as if this was not a level of battle, the second slave was defeated and retreated, and he fell in an instant!

"Thank you brother Tai for helping!" Long Ze bowed his hand and thanked Luo Tianjun.

The second slave has martial arts cultivation and is also a master, but he was killed by Luo Tianjun within ten moves.

Such a master, Long Ze is very willing to make friends!

"A mere martial artist is nothing to the owner! Luo Tianjun said.

Long Ze looked at Luo Tianjun carefully, this is a capable martial artist, with a hint of heroism and uninhibition on his national face. He wasn't tall, just over six feet, but he couldn't hide his manhood.

"That's right, it's just a martial artist, so what's there to be afraid of!" Long Ze looked at Liu Yifan in the distance, with smugness in his eyes.

A big slave was shot by him before he even got close.

A second slave, Long Ze was killed by others without making a move.

Everyone talked about it, thinking that the two martial artists of the Liu family were simply given to Long Ze Yangwei. This made Liu Yifan very unhappy, and his face was very ugly.

"Hmph!" Liu Yifan's expression was gloomy, and the two subordinates were embarrassed, making his face gloomy.

He really wanted to arrest Long Ze personally, but for some reason, he turned around and left with Liu Qing.

At this moment, Long Ze had already decided in his heart that it was Liu Yifan who sent his servants to ambush him.

Liu Qing wrote down the family martial arts, the stakes are very high, it is impossible to say more, and Liu Yifan will not help Liu Qing to avenge. This time, he sent someone to arrest him, and like last time, Long Ze decided that it was Liu Yifan who did it.

"This Liu Yifan is very difficult to deal with, seven guns, seven kills, extremely fierce. Luo Tianjun looked at the departing Liu Yifan and said.

"It's okay, I've got something in place. Long Ze smiled confidently, turned to Luo Tianjun and said, "I don't know what else is going on in Brother Tai?"

Luo Tianjun clenched his fists, knelt on one knee, and said to Long Ze: "The whole family of the contemptible people has been victimized by the Wuhe Gang, and now the owner has set up a banner and come to take refuge. ”

"It seems that the Wuhe Gang has made a lot of enemies, and if I kill them and help the gang leader, it can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people!" Long Ze said.

The arrogant and domineering young gang leader was killed by Long Ze, making Long Ze officially stand on the opposite side of the Wuhe Gang, and he had already killed a wave of masters of the Wuhe Gang.

After all, it was one of the three major forces in Xingyue City, and Long Ze was facing a lot of pressure.

However, it is also a happy event that someone takes refuge.

"It's not just me, the Wuhe Gang has made too many enemies, and I believe that there will be people who will take refuge in the future. Luo Tianjun said that the Wuhe Gang acted viciously, and there was a person who secretly had a grudge against the Wuhe Gang, and he was only one of them.

"The Wuhe Gang is angry with each other, and the martial arts are depressed, and it won't exist for long! With Your Excellency's help, sooner or later you will have to break through the door of the Wuhe Gang. "Long Ze is a good general again, and he is full of spirit.

"Congratulations brother-in-law!" Yun Yi handed Luo Tianjun a cigar, and the five of them watched the battle while swallowing the clouds and spitting out the fog.

"The devil is just a martial artist cultivator, and he actually accepted a subordinate of a martial artist cultivator!"

"That's right, recruit a master like Luo Tianjun, and your strength will be greatly improved!"

Everyone is sighing, this is amazing, it makes people feel envious.

The gap between a mere martial artist and a martial artist is so big that it can actually convince a martial artist, which shows Long Ze's personal charm.

This battle has ended, and among the five people, the apprentice who stole the old ghost defeated three.

Only Liu Yifan and Luo Tianjun successfully killed their opponents.

The first disciple who stole the old ghost has not yet appeared, which makes people very jealous. This is a master at the peak of martial arts, and among the thousands of knights, there is no such cultivator at all.

He was shouting, making the scene very chaotic, but no one dared to fight.

"There are thousands of people, but they are only a rabble, and not even one dares to fight us!"

He's extraordinary, and he's proud.