Under the heavy reward of Wang Million, the brave men presented one after another, so that Duan Qing, who had been in a hurry before, was overstretched for a while, and some small wounds continued to appear on his body, the injury on his left shoulder was the most serious, even the bandaged strip of cloth was cut into pieces, and the flesh and blood on his shoulder were blurred, under the pounce of more than 30 people, he could only exchange the smallest injury for the biggest victory, and there were nearly 20 people left in the nursing home!

"Aha!" Wang Million was happy, buckled his waist, pulled out a soft sword, and quietly approached Duan Qing with obscene steps, and the rest of the family heads thought of a place with Wang Million, quietly took out the weapon, and wandered around the perimeter of the courtyard, waiting for an opportunity to move.

The actions of these family heads naturally can't escape Duan Qing's insight, but even if they know the intentions of these people, they are not skilled, and they are already busy dealing with these mad dog-like nurses, and the whole shoulder is even blurred with flesh and blood, and when they are not careful, their backs are cut again, and the ruler-long mouth exposes the bronze back, and a blood mark appears, making Duan Qing's body stagger, and the three people in front of him wave a long knife together and slash over, he was in a hurry for a while, and his back was wide open.

What a chance! A family master's eyes lit up, the pace under his feet was wrong, and the whole person rushed forward with arrows, and the long sword in his hand was handed out, and the sharp sword pointed directly at Duan Qing's heart, just one moment can make him feel cold, huh?

Suddenly, the head of the family found that Duan Qing's stumbling footsteps were quickly wrong, and the whole figure suddenly disappeared in place, and the three long knives actually slashed head-on...

"Sleep... Groove!" The lord's eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and he immediately fell into darkness.

"Ahh

The city lord of flowing water, the iron-beaten family, but now the head of a family was hacked to death by his own subordinates, how can it be reasonable?

It's really insidious! Fortunately, Lao Tzu is fat and takes a step slower, otherwise wouldn't it be Lao Tzu who died?

Why hasn't the city lord come yet? Wang Million was secretly anxious in his heart, waving the long knife in his hand eagerly, but his pace slowed down, he was originally a role of beating the side drum, but at this time he directly became a minions shouting and cheering, trying to make himself as difficult to attract attention as possible, another family owner came over and said: "Brother Wang, do you see if you are removing the people now and continuing on, I'm afraid that these dozen people will have to fight out!"

After staring at the battle circle for a moment, Wang Million said: "Brother Zhao, you see that the offensive and defensive speed of the current Duan Qing is constantly decreasing, and the cooperation and consciousness of these dozen people are stronger than the dead guards, maybe they can really create miracles." You have to believe in them, and even if there is no miracle, their death will not be useless, will it?"

The head of the family surnamed Zhao was speechless, although Wang Million's words were ruthless and ruthless, but he also had to do so at this time, as the head of the family, which one did not have a ruthless and decisive side? He just wanted to tell the result of this matter through Wang Million's mouth, because in the last moment, he had already received the news that the city lord had gone out.

At this moment, a column of horses appeared in the street and galloped towards them.

Fei Yuntong came with a group of subordinates, so that the king of millions of people in high spirits, in fact, many family owners were resentful in their hearts, how much money is offered each year? At the critical moment, they don't even show their faces, this is a bit unreasonable, right? But Fei Yuntong just arrived, these people's grievances completely disappeared, only to feel a dawn rising, a warm current sliding through their hearts, this is the pillars of the pillar, the absolute snow charcoal.

"Greetings to the city lord, is it good for the lord to recover?" Wang million people greeted him and saluted respectfully.

"I finally failed to live up to the expectations of many family owners. Fei Yuntong also hugged his fist and didn't say much, in fact, this was the effect he wanted, and then his eyes swept to the battle circle that was still fighting.

The battle situation was very tragic, much more serious than he expected, except for a few who were not involved, all the families involved in it suffered heavy losses, he didn't even expect that even Fang Yunzhong would be killed, originally he just wanted to use the invisible force to suppress the arrogance of the various families, but he didn't expect it to be just one person.

Yes, for the arrogant appearance of these families in the city, Fei Yuntong, as the city lord, has long wanted to pick them up, and no manager will like people who are more arrogant than themselves, but because there are no good opportunities and excuses, this person has helped himself invisibly.

Fei Yuntong squinted, so that his eyes would not be discovered, in fact, he now saw the appearance of various families taking themselves seriously, and he wanted to smile happily, at least he didn't need to worry about these families for five years, if it wasn't for the occasion, he really wanted to thank this young man, but now, his mission has been completed, and everything should be over.

Cut off the head with a knife, gain fame and fortune!

In his heart, he happily put away the abacus, Fei Yuntong raised the knife to urge the horse, and slowly stepped forward, suddenly the young man suddenly burst out with a force, and the seven or eight people surrounding him suddenly shot backwards, Fei Yuntong's eyes changed, and the horizontal knife was tapped, and the monks who shot at him were taken one by one.

However, Fei Yuntong broke out in a cold sweat in his heart, his mind was solemn, and he said secretly: "This young man seems to be completely at the end of the crossbow, but Fang Cai's explosive power is even worthy of the third level of the foundation building period, if Fang Cai is replaced by those family masters who are eight or nine times in the qi refining period, I am afraid that not only will people not be able to take it, but they will also have to be hit hard, it seems that they really have to be careful!"

At this moment, the young man "swished" back into the small building.

The door of the small building was not closed, and it could be said that it was unimpeded except for dozens of corpses.

But Fei Yuntong squinted his eyes again, and said that the realm is all the criteria for measuring monks, but an arrogant and sinister monk of the same level, the result of a battle is obvious, this Duan Qing can survive until now, it can be said to be a miracle, but if his own cultivation and ability are not good, can he really survive?