Roy suddenly turned around, Jin Ming and Wutian's steps were retracted, and the two of them saw Roy's face excited, and they had unconsciously taken a step forward, and they sighed in their hearts!

"Kill ......"

No one expected Roy to take such a step, not even he realized that this small step would start a fight because it touched the cordon of the Silver Guard. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

People and guns are one, people are like horses, guns are like dragons, people move, guns come out, and they kill......

Twenty dazzling silver flames ignited, and the silver spear stabbed out in an instant the moment Roy stepped forward......

If you don't make a move, you will be killed, and the twenty silver armor will implement this principle to the extreme, and there are few live mouths under the silver armor gun, which is not a lie.

The cold light suddenly appeared, the two punches were frosty, the fist was punched before the person, the instinct of the warrior exceeded the nervous reaction, the fist was extremely fast, no more than twenty punches, the fist was like a meteor, domineering and hard, and the edge was exposed.

In an instant, Roy changed into a person, an extremely powerful martial artist, his edge, his cultivation, and his boxing skills were vividly reflected at this moment, and he showed his skills in times of crisis, and he responded so quickly and accurately, this is a boxing master, and the silver armor guard who fought against him felt the most deeply.

"Bang, bang, bang, ......"

Explosion, one punch burst a silver flame, twenty punches burst all the flames, sparks splashed, silver spear trembled, fist and gun bombarded, but the gun fell to the wind.

Kicking and kicking, twenty silver armor retreated, under the violence of this giant, they had to retreat, only by retreating can they unload the huge power of the silver spear......

Roy retracted his fists and stood up, turning into the honest and even a little wooden little giant again, as if it was not him who punched just now, he was free to put it away, this is a kind of control.

At this moment, no one dares to underestimate him, for a master who can burst out with such a fist with a single move, everyone is only afraid.

Jin Ming, who was standing on the side, let go of his clenched fist, he was full of pride in his heart, for the past two years, Roy had been getting up early every day, and he had to practice Tianshuang Boxing thousands of times a day, and he had to punch tens of thousands of punches every day.

The same set of punches, back and forth thirteen styles, he felt bored after a month of fighting, but Roy fought for seven years without distraction.

For seven years, every day has meticulously adhered to the boxing tips handed down by Mr.: fists never leave the hand.

The eyes are above the top of the sky, from the beginning to look down on him, to the end of his impressed, that kind of consistent spirit, has surpassed the boxing itself, has risen to become a sincere way, not great perseverance, great wisdom is difficult to persevere, perseverance, how difficult!

Roy's current skills are not at all under the Wutian of the Daozun realm, if it is a desperate fight, the son of Wutian must also avoid its edge, the martial artist is good at fighting, not only can he suppress the opponent in the same realm, but he will also become more and more courageous......

Although the twenty silver-armored guards couldn't see their expressions, it was not difficult to guess that their faces must be blue, because a thin layer of frost had formed on their silver armor, and the domineering of the Heavenly Frost Fist, even the master of the Sect Ancestor had suffered losses at the hands of Ning Ze, although Roy Xiuwei was far inferior to Ning Ze, but this set of punches was practiced by them together, and they fought together for four years.

Roy has completely obtained Ning Ze's true inheritance in boxing, and there has never been a person who has been able to teach Ning Ze for four years like Roy, not even his son, Roy's Heavenly Frost Fist realm is far beyond his cultivation.

"We're going in," Roy said calmly, looking at the Silverarm, not an inquiry, but a statement, stating his decision to go in.

"No, the garden is important, without the permission of the honorable man, trespasser, die!" the silverarmed guard raised his gun again.

Roy nodded to show that he understood, and he turned back to Wutian and said solemnly: "They handed it over to you, I have important things to go into." ”

Wutian nodded, the sword in his sleeve had already struck, he didn't hesitate at all, this one had never scolded him harshly, and he didn't even ask for anything from him, but he knew that once he opened his mouth, he would never allow him to refuse, and he was willing to work hard for him, for some reason, his awe of this little lord far exceeded that of the one who always punished him.

The gray sword, the gray light, as evil as his gray hair, he covered twenty dazzling spears in it, and the silver armor entered the sword curtain and it was difficult to get rid of it......

"Let's go!"

Roy rarely decides on one thing, almost all things are Jin Ming's final say, but once he speaks, it must be a big deal, Jin Ming knows this, so he neither blocked nor asked, and followed Roy into the Phoenix Garden.

The garden is busy everywhere, the construction of the garden is in full swing, the sound of the trumpet, the sound of the axe and chisel, the sound of the whip, the long whip in the hand of the overseer is like a poisonous snake, drawn from time to time, the skilled craftsman is just enough, almost everyone who does the coolie has whip marks, the new pressed the old, criss-crossed, ugly and terrible.

Two strangers came in, the two of them were in a hurry, they didn't pay attention to anyone, and a few overseers didn't dare to stop them, they were big people who could freely enter the Zunhuang Garden during this time period, and they naturally didn't dare to be presumptuous......

Roy took out a bottle, Jin Ming's expression changed, and there was no trace of a smile on his face, only seriousness.

"Found it?"

"Well, it should be him, although I only saw a back, like the back of Mr., it must be him......"

Jin Ming nodded and said, "We have to hurry, once we find someone, we will take him away immediately, it's too dangerous!"

"Hmmm......"

"Huh...... Actually put two rats in, these silver-armored guards are really getting more and more wasteful......"

It's been discovered!!

Roy and Jin Ming's hearts tightened, and they followed the sound to see an old man in gray robe sitting on the top of a pavilion looking at them with a playful expression......

Roy frowned and glanced at the old man, gave Jin Ming a look of let's go, and the two walked towards the depths of the garden, because the old man looked extremely lazy, and his whole body reflected a laziness.

"I didn't even take the old man in my eyes," the old man flashed in front of Roy and the two, and stopped their way with a hippie smile.

Jin Ming's face changed slightly, he gently pulled La Roy, took a step forward, and said: "The juniors have seen the seniors, we are not disrespectful to the seniors, we are in a hurry, so it is inevitable to be rude, the seniors should not blame." ”

"What's the matter?"

"This ...... Seniors, it's a private matter, and the juniors can't tell ......"

"Hey...... When you say this, I am even more curious, and if you say it, maybe I can still help you?" The old man looked obscene, and he interpreted a lewd face from head to toe.

"Get out of the way!" Roy stepped forward, his eyes cold to the extreme.

"Hehe, little guy, trespassing into the garden, the old man hasn't pursued it yet, you're angry, it's interesting......"

The black and crazy hands, thin as firewood, crooked fingers, ghost claws, ghostly ghost claws, this is a ruthless old ghost, everything else is a disguise, a ghost in human skin, still a ghost......