As soon as Ji Nineteen of the parties made a choice, the leaders of the small forces on all sides tacitly closed their mouths very closely. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

No matter how bad they usually are, they didn't choose to choke each other at this time, and no leader was stupid enough to stir things up.

They all restrained the younger brother behind him to retreat a few zhang, so that the encirclement that was originally only a few zhang square circle was instantly expanded into a space of more than ten zhang square circles, so that the two of them had enough space to move and fight.

"Quack, the boy in white is arrogant, look how grandpa ravages you. Seeing that everyone had made room for them, the two sandbag-sized fists shook each other, and said with a crunching sound of knuckle pinching.

This party was eager to try, but Ji Shijiu on the other side didn't take him seriously. He was thinking about how he could quickly torture and kill this black tower man to deter so many monks.

The deep eyes lit up, and he had already paid attention, and then his body stood up, and he squinted proudly at the big man of the black tower, his right hand stretched out, and he clenched his fist with one hand, only stretched out his little finger and hooked it lightly at the black tower man.

At the same time, the left hand naturally hangs down to his side, and secretly pinching the trick non-stop. That sword and sword trembled, ready to attack and kill together.

This silent teasing seemed to really infuriate the black tower man.

"Oh, the child is rude, pick up Grandpa Montenegro's top fist. "The man of the Black Tower used his housekeeping skills from the beginning. I saw that the hands he had just clenched were instantly separated, and with a shake of his hands, two swarthy fists slid out of his sleeves like armor, instantly enveloping the two fists the size of sandbags.

As soon as he mentioned his mana, the black tower man opened his bow left and right, and threw several punches at Ji Nineteen's position with one left punch and one right punch.

For a while, the black fist shadow bombarded the sky like a grenade, hissing and vicious wind, and the mana vibrated endlessly.

The power is really amazing, and there is really a feeling of Mount Tai pressing the top.

However, Ji Nineteen was not afraid of this kind of attack at all, if he couldn't even take this attack with a turtle shell, how could he still fight his way out of the encirclement.

A sword and a sword weapon do not directly intersect with these fist shadows, bypassing the side of the head and striking from the side. The sword still pierced through the air, and the knife chose to go up from the diagonal bottom, which seemed to be a routine of up and down.

Obviously, both of them were eager to kill each other, and they chose to play directly from the body, and they didn't play the fighting trick of attacking me and defending and you defending me.

The people around him are quite familiar with the housekeeping skills of this black tower man, and it is difficult for ordinary foundation building monks to resist a single punch without a protective light shield. Many beginner-level light shields couldn't even withstand his blow, and not long ago, a monk of a hostile force fought with him and was broken by his shield with one punch and killed with two punches.

The monks behind him all shuddered, and they all felt that this young man in white was too big, and he must have been beaten by fat, and if he said that he would die under these dozens of punches, they still wouldn't believe it.

No matter what, he can break into the forbidden treasure alone and get out safely under the hands of the ancestor, and his ability is also extraordinary.

And those big and small leaders who watched coldly didn't think so, presumably this kid was fearless and didn't take this guy's Black Mountain Top Boxing Technique seriously. Probably because he had to do with his ugly and bulky turtle shell.

The young students who were originally quite handsome used such defensive equipment to reduce points, which really made those aunts and daughters-in-law twitch their faces, and they didn't want to be distressed.

And the gamblers who pressed Ji Nineteen to win raised their hearts to their throats, praying one by one, 'Boy, you have to fight, don't be knocked down by this black tower man in one round.' ’

The other few ghosts who overwhelmed the Black Tower man and won were overjoyed, it seemed that this time they had been favored by their ancestors.

This kid is so immortal that he actually chose to resist the strong Shen group of attacks of this black tower man, and no matter how you look at his attack, he is also sissy weak and tight, and there is no possibility of winning.

Yes, this is the effect of Ji Nineteen. As soon as this black tower man appeared, he felt that this guy must be taking the power route, and his strength was due to lack of skills.

Provoke him first, let him run wild, and then resist the opponent's attack without knowing whether he is alive or dead, and when the other party has his own identity and contempt for himself, the first choice is not to dodge his own attack.

He deliberately started to attack with a single blow that looked very painless, the flying sword was not huge, it was still a few inches in size, and the knife that swept up did not return to its original size, it was actually less than a foot long.

Such a two-magic device, like a child's toy, can be so powerful in the eyes of others.

There is a world of difference from the sweeping sword that struck hard just now, and the sword that roared and spiraled away.

This black tower man really didn't care, but he still released two layers of shields to protect himself. Since the other party doesn't know whether he wants to take over his own group of boxing in a dignified manner, he is not willing to weaken his reputation in front of many brothers and other forces.

Although he felt that this kid had some conspiracy, he didn't believe in his keen intuition for the sake of that empty face this time.

It's just an extra layer of shielding.

Just as his huge eyes were staring, expecting his dozens of fierce fist shadows to knock the opponent to the ground, or to break through the opponent's ugly turtle shell.

Two consecutive sounds of 'pop' came into his eardrums, followed by a cold sword qi and body sensations all over his body. Frightened, he didn't think about it, and he knew that it was the opponent's small sword that broke through his two layers of defense almost silently, and suddenly the sword stabbed sharply into his body.

The black tower-like body was extremely flexible, and with a strange twist and flash, it was able to dodge the rapid flying sword piercing, and the flying sword that almost passed close to him pierced his clothes and went away.

There were two crisp sounds of 'pop' again, and before the two shields had time to react and dissipate, the flying sword completed a piercing. It's really sharp, but fortunately, his reaction is even faster, and he can't believe that he can successfully dodge this blow.

It seems that the kid on the other side is really cheating, this flying sword is at least a magic weapon, otherwise it can break through the two layers of shields so easily.

Just when he was rejoicing, analyzing the pros and cons, and wanting how to dodge the counterattack of this in-class flying sword after a circle, his seemingly rough face, but his fat head and big ears were tightened again.

There is also a knife, don't say that the knife is also such a product.

Just as he was about to mobilize his strong body to dodge away from the flying sword, the knife that seemed to be slow and fast came up silently.

'Hiss' is really terrifying, but it's a pity that the emergency response of the human body usually can't be continuously exerted, and after dodging the blow of the flying sword just now, the body and consciousness are all relaxed from the tight Xuan, and it takes a process to quickly tense again. This process did not have a great impact on these well-trained and extremely strong monks, but it still had a certain impact.

The flying knife and the flying sword are magic weapons of the same quality, material and weight, and they have always been used in pairs, and the time between them is not long, and the speed is comparable under the nourishment of mana.

What Ji Shijiu wants is this critical time gap, so that his body and consciousness can't react a second time in time.

Sure enough, this seemingly random pinch was successful, but the strong man didn't dodge it in time, and a bucket-thick leg had been split into two by the knife from the sole of his foot.

The blood rain fell, and half of the thick leg also fell in response to the painful scream of the black tower man.

Just as the strong man screamed in pain, trying to remedy something, the small flying sword had already circled back in a big circle, piercing through the back of his head without mercy, and then bursting out of his broad eyebrows after a spiral of seven hundred and twenty degrees after re-entering the body. The tail of the flying sword deliberately brought up a mixture of red and white, and the Ji Nineteen Divine Consciousness attached to the sword body could actually shake off these attached sticky objects with just a flash of thought, but he didn't do so.

This strong man is no longer staggering and unsteady like the knife in the soles of his feet just now, a pair of giant eyes finally focused on the flying sword three inches away, and his round eyes almost bulged out of his sockets. His last thought must have been extremely unwilling and unbelieving, how could he be defeated so quickly?

Unable to figure it out anymore, he lost consciousness after a few convulsions and fell upside down from the sky.

And only a small part of the dozens of fists he swung out at this time hit the slightly rickety figure of Ji Shijiu, who was carrying a dark and cracked turtle shell magic weapon, and was neither a demon nor a demon.

Since the sword has already made a contribution, there is no need for him to continue the play, and he dodges the fist shadow of the person who lost control after the collision.

He didn't even forget to loot his loot, and flew diagonally in the direction where the other party fell, and even more disgustingly stretched out his limbs, learning the panty superman flight posture of a certain time and space.

It's a pity that his bad taste didn't get anyone's applause, just because these people only thought his behavior was weird and beautiful. Imprinted in the hearts of these spectators is the cunning and murder of this turtle-shell white-clothed youth.

Smoothly, he took the storage bag from the deceased, cut off the sleeve, and floated back to the original suspended position again.

The seemingly complicated process happened overnight, leaving many monks unrefreshed.

The first to react are those gamblers who feel that it is none of their business, and the first time to win is to turn around and find the dealer to lose money.

The dealers who opened their mouths wide enough to stuff duck eggs instantly stepped down from their shocked expressions, and gave away the spirit stones that had not yet been covered like their dead parents, and also added a lot of their own savings.

There is even such an unlucky bastard, who accompanied a lucky person who lost a lot of spirit stones with a high multiplier to buy a round of black tower.

And the monks who stood in front of the encirclement all wanted to stay away from this god-like youth, and they all involuntarily squeezed back.

In a moment, the leaders were even more isolated. These people are still calm, but they are already dignified. It seems that this kid is really difficult to deal with, and I am sad that the ancestor wants to make an appointment with him, and there will be a reward later.

This black tower man was originally a thick and fine character, but he was killed by him so easily, and it was also his face that he was too good, and he lost his sense of proportion to make the other party seem to be light and fluttering, but it actually contained a very clever trick.

The next opponent has to be on guard against this kid's two magic weapons.

Before these people could react, the triumphant Ji Nineteen pretended to be a villain and raised his head and shouted: "Who else dares to let the horse come over and fight with your grandfather Ji." ”

The body is straight, looking up at the sky, with an arrogant posture, with a turtle shell, and a white robe with the sleeves and hem exposed outside the turtle shell, how funny and funny it is.

That's it, and it actually frightened most of the monks.

But the thin leader quickly bounced out, and at the same time, a cold dagger magic weapon was already clenched in the palm of his right hand.

This is the countermeasure he studied with the goatee military division, and he wants to use Ji Nineteen to quickly kill the black tower man to take the position. They were sure that this young man in white would be invincible and intimidating the audience after quickly killing the big man of the Black Tower, and this was the perfect time for him to launch a surprise attack with his quick reflexes.

When Ji Nineteen shouted that sentence coquettishly, this guy launched it brazenly.

He really has the potential to be an assassin, and his speed is not fast, Ji Nineteen's dozen or so words have not yet been spit out, and his figure has exceeded most of the distance once he has crossed a few zhang away.

Ji Nineteen hadn't adjusted the winner's posture to the most perfect, and he had been taken aback by this sudden formation. If there are really hundreds of people of all kinds, there are really existences that are not afraid of death for their own purposes.

It is a bit far-fetched to turn a sword and a sword to fight with this person, and at present, it is relying on this turtle shell defense magic weapon to have a hand-to-hand combat with him.

The head shrank, the big sleeves waved, and the side of the body let the person who came like an arrow from the Xuan stumble into the thick and hard turtle shell. A shrill sound of metal rubbing sounded suddenly, and soon the person who had hit him had already touched Ji Nineteen and flew to the opposite side.

Seeing that he couldn't catch up, the two talisman spells he had just started were still in the middle of the fire, and the swords that were urgently transferred back were still halfway through.

Seeing it, the guy who had just plucked his hair flew out of the range of his rapid attack.

'It's a pity. ’

'It's a pity. ’

The first pity is what Ji Nineteen, who turned around to look at the enemy and sighed, thought in his heart.

The second pity is what the thin man who broke away from the string and stabbed him thought, and the flying figure turned his head, and the deep-set eyes were full of disappointment.

His dagger is specialized in assassinating all, and with his figure, it is invincible, if Ji Nineteen didn't have this ugly turtle shell magic weapon, maybe he would have succeeded.

It's a pity that in the case of a group of enemies looking around, how could Ji Nineteen, who has always been cautious, withdraw his defensive magic weapon. And the shield just now really didn't come in handy under such circumstances, it was broken with one blow, and it didn't even have time to wait for Ji Nineteen to infuse mana blessings.