The scimitar is weird, and the long sword is vicious.

The two men in strong suits who pounced on Di Ren made a sharp killing move.

The sword is as fast as lightning, the sword is like a rainbow, and it takes three moves in an instant, fast, ruthless, and accurate.

Both of them are first-class players, and they have done countless drills for this operation, and they have already had the same mind and tacit understanding, and at this time, the left and right attacks trapped Di Ren in the shadow of the sword.

Di Ren was in mid-air, and in a critical moment, he struggled to strike two punches, the strong wind stirred and tore through the night, and the fierce and powerful power of the Dragon Elephant Fist burst out instantly, forcing the fierce attack of the sword to stagnate, and Di Ren took advantage of this fleeting opportunity to quickly retreat.

Unexpectedly, the strong wind behind him rose again, and several cold rays rushed towards the back, and when there was no way to avoid it, Di Ren had to use a jack pendant to quickly jump back to the ground, and as soon as he landed, the scimitar and long sword had been killed again.

"Who are you?" Di Ren's eyes were red, and his fists rang out in anger.

"Soul Seducer. The knife-wielding man's words were cold and gloomy, the killing intent in his triangular eyes was even hotter, and his shots were more ruthless and swift.

Countless hidden weapons shot out from the rooftops on both sides, and the cold stars weaved into a huge net, blocking the ponies' path.

The pony moves forward in a zigzag pattern, swift as a cheetah in the left and right pillars, and the unicorn knife dances like the wind, shooting down and smashing countless hidden weapons, and from time to time the attacker is hit by the hidden weapon and rolls down from the roof screaming.

The distance of more than twenty zhang was instantly closer, and the pony kicked the pillar, crashing into the man holding the scimitar like a cannonball.

Gold and iron resonate, fists and feet touched, and blood splashed.

The two figures parted at the touch of a button, and the pony retreated seven feet before it stopped, and the unicorn knife cut a crack more than an inch deep on the bluestone road.

The man with the scimitar rolled forward several times, lying on the ground, his hands and feet twitching a few times before he stopped moving, and blood spread under him.

As soon as the sword-wielding man died, Di Ren's pressure dropped sharply, he quickly turned around, his left palm lightly supported the hilt of the long sword, and his right fist slammed the left weakness of the sword-wielding man.

With a crisp sound, the long sword fell off his hand and fell to the ground, the sword bearer staggered back seven or eight steps, and the shrimp bent down and gasped for breath, with a painful look on his face - Di Ren's punch shattered at least four of his ribs.

With a successful blow, Di Ren didn't allow the other party to have a chance to breathe, and when he stepped closer to the sword bearer, four chain ropes came like a poisonous snake roaring like lightning, entangled his hands and feet, and used force together to firmly contain him.

The sword-wielder took out a dagger from his waist and pounced on it with a sinister smile - although there were a little more twists and turns than expected, no one could change Di Ren's death.

The dagger stopped half an inch from Di Ren's chest, and the sword bearer's stiff smile was on the spot, and the long sword that had just fallen whistled and pierced his entire head from behind his ear.

At the moment of life and death, the pony picked up the long sword and threw it at lightning, killing the sword-bearer on the spot, and then rushed over, slashed the left chain rope with an oblique slash, and turned around to slash the right chain rope.

A piercing sound of gold and iron.

A long-handled machete swept over, blocking the downward slash of the unicorn knife.

In the twilight, a hideous and terrifying face appeared in front of the pony's eyes: a high nose, deep eyes, a scorched yellow beard, a mouth of jagged teeth, a pimple on the face, and a striking scar extending from the left forehead to the right corner of the mouth, adding a bit of violence and ferocity.

The two knives met and separated in an instant, and the machete slashed diagonally again, and the pony fought in the street.

The man was tall and strong, and the machete, weighing more than eighty pounds, was as flexible as a snake in his hand, chopping, teasing, chopping, stabbing, and blocking, and the force was so powerful that the blade was over, the walls were cracked, and the bricks and trees were flying.

As soon as the chain rope on the left side was broken, Di Ren was angry, his feet fell into the bluestone half an inch, his right arm struggled, and a figure crashed into the railing on the second floor.

The sound of bones shattering was dull and frightening, and the figure flew up again, smashing through the second-floor window, and the sound of cups, plates, tables and chairs toppling over and breaking and panicked screams in the room came and went.

Di Ren concocted the same method, dragged the big man in the power suit at the end of the last chain rope over, and slammed his body into the knee, and the man flew out like a paper harrier. As soon as the two big men who had cut off the chain had just rushed out from the left side with their knives, they saw a figure whizzing towards them, and before they could react, they had been knocked into the wall.

At the same time, the black-clothed men on the roof rushed towards Di Ren with weapons in hand.

The chaos continues.

Those who are waiting to watch the play, lest the world will not be chaotic, no longer have the heart to pay attention to the fight on the street at this moment, and they are panicking. The visitors upstairs closed their doors and windows one after another, lest they might harm themselves.

"Master Wang, please take care of Brother Wen. In addition, let everyone be on guard and don't mess with themselves. ”

After Murong Yuxin finished speaking, she turned to Shanyuan and said, "Monk, we have to find a way to move the carriage away and join Brother Pony and them as soon as possible." ”

"I'll smash it to pieces, monk. ”

As soon as the red flame stick was raised, the good karma had rushed towards the black lacquered carriage.

Two figures flew from the crowd. The sword is full of flowers, and the shadow of the gun is heavy.

A blind fortune teller is not really blind, and a quarrel hawker is certainly not a real hawker.

Murong Yu Xinjiao shouted, and the snow shadow sword suddenly appeared, stopping the blind fortune teller with the sword in his hand. Kindness also got into a fight with the quarrelsome hawkers.

The sword in the hand of the blind fortune teller is very sharp, but unfortunately this time he met Murong Yuxin, who is smart and ever-changing, so he really became blind in the tenth move, and after the eleventh move, he could only change his life in the Yin Cao Underworld.

The peddler's snake spear spear that he had hidden in the flat pole was now like a dancing poisonous snake, biting at the vital point in front of Zen Karma - in terms of marksmanship alone, he was enough to rank among the top ten spear masters - but unfortunately his opponent today was Zen Karma, who could subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger, so a moment later he was paralyzed on the ground like a snake that had been choked by seven inches.

The tightly wrapped black-lacquered carriage had been cut a few times by the sword air gun wind. Murong Yuxin and Shanyuan looked at the things in the car with shocked expressions.