Wu Yuan's voice was hoarse, cold and not loud, but in the ears of the hundreds of Fiery Tiger Gang members around the courtyard, it had a soul-stirring power.
Corpses covering the courtyard!
The blood flowing between the brows of the gang leader ‘Yang Long’ was so dazzling.
The source of everything is the sturdy man wearing a bronze mask and holding a spear in the center of the courtyard.
Who dares to go up?
"He should be the leader of the Liehu Gang 'Yang Long', a second-rate master? He has good strength and speed. It's a pity that I looked up to him and he couldn't even block my shot?" Wu Yuan glanced at the broken wood lying on the wood.
burly corpse.
The bottom line for a third-rate master is a strength of 20,000 kilograms.
The bottom line for second-rate masters is a strength of 30,000 kilograms.
The difference between the two is not too big.
Moreover, Wu Yuan's momentary explosion, with the superposition of three levels of strength, instantly exploded with a force of 60,000 kilograms, which was enough to rival a first-class master!
In terms of strength, they are nearly twice that of Yang Long.
Coupled with the gap in combat skills, one shot is enough!
A warrior's battle is a matter of life and death. Unless the strength is extremely close, it is rare for a battle to take hundreds or thousands of moves to determine the winner.
"What a terrifying marksmanship." The tall, thin young man in animal clothing narrowed his pupils.
The members of the Liehu Gang present were unable to see clearly due to their strength.
But the tall and thin young man in the animal clothing could clearly see that the moment the bronze masked man and Yang Long intertwined, the speed suddenly burst out several times that before, and the speed and power of the spear skyrocketed!
It is completely different from the strength shown before.
If the bronze masked man showed his strength as a second-rate master before, this shot definitely belongs to the level of a 'first-rate master'.
"When did a top-notch expert in marksmanship appear in this small Li city? Or someone with superb skills and three levels of strength?" Several thoughts flashed through the mind of the tall and thin young man in animal clothing.
Top-notch masters are rare even in the Hengyun Sect and are definitely qualified to be at the top.
Each one of them is a famous person.
As for the third level of strength? It’s even more terrifying! There are only a handful of first-rate masters who can reach the ‘second level of strength’.
Triple is even rarer!
"Fire the arrow! Quick, fire the arrow, shoot him to death!" The short, fat and strong man 'Li Ye' roared suddenly, with fear in his roar and a hint of madness.
Gangs and robbers are mostly for money, but they also have brotherhood.
Yang Long is what Li Ye considers to be his eldest brother, a brother of life and death!
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" Although the archers on the surrounding walls were frightened, they still obeyed the order subconsciously.
Arrows shot out like lightning.
Phew! Phew!
Wu Yuan's body was like lightning, and he avoided more than ten arrows one after another. While he was dodging, he turned his left hand and a flying knife appeared in his palm.
"call out!"
Under the background of the firelight, the knife cuts through the night sky like a stream of light.
"Pfft~" The flying knife passed through the head of the short, fat and strong man, easily passing through the helmet. The head shattered like a watermelon and fell directly from the high wall.
The second leader of the Liehu Gang, the hall leader Li Ye, died!
This scene finally frightened the members of the Liehu Gang to their last vestiges of courage. The only remaining top master at the helm, the ‘Fifth Master’, also had a look of fear on his face and did not dare to give any more orders.
Facing that terrifying flying knife, he had no confidence in blocking it.
"The gang leader is dead! The second boss and the fourth boss are also dead!"
"Run away."
"The Liehu Gang is finished. Let's go. Join other gangs. Let's go." Many members of the gang retreated like the tide.
They have no idea of revenge for the gang leader.
The gang leaders are all dead, and most of the other leaders are also dead. Even if they desperately attack and kill the bronze masked man, what can they do?
in a blink.
In the huge courtyard, apart from the corpses on the ground, there were only Wu Yuan standing on the ground and a tall, thin young man in animal clothes standing on the second-story pavilion.
"Your Excellency, I'm afraid you are not a member of the Fierce Tiger Gang." Wu Yuan's voice was hoarse and low. He never left his gun in his hand and was extremely vigilant.
He had long sensed something was wrong with this tall, thin young man in animal clothing.
No panic at all.
Calm and relaxed.
Moreover, when the three major masters arrived just now, the evil tiger Li Ye was following the gang leader Yang Long.
The tall and thin young man in animal clothing walked side by side.
everything.
Each highlights the other's specialness.
"It is true that I am not a member of the Liehu Gang, but Yang Long is my junior fellow student." The tall, thin and young man in animal clothes said: "I don't know why you want to join the Liehu Gang, but warriors have always fought like this. I only hope that you will 'Yang Long'
'Leave your body to me so that I can take it back to the master and bury him alive."
"Shimen?" Wu Yuan became increasingly vigilant.
He remembered the information about Qunxing Tower. Yang Long did not grow up in Licheng. Could it be that he had a big background?
"I'll leave the body to you, okay!"
"But." Wu Yuan gently picked up his spear, and it passed through the clothes of Yang Long's body not far away without missing a beat.
Bang~ A green jade bottle fell to the ground covered with blood.
"Your Excellency, this belongs to my master, please keep it." The tall and thin young man in animal clothes said quickly, with a hint of urgency in his voice.
"This belongs to your master? But this is my trophy, and it belongs to me naturally." Wu Yuan gently picked up the spear in his hand, and the jade bottle rolled up and flew up, and was caught in his hand.
"Take the body away." Wu Yuan looked directly at him.
"Leave the jade bottle." The tall, thin young man in animal clothing stared at Wu Yuan: "I don't want to fight with you, but don't force me."
"Forcing you?"
Wu Yuan smiled slightly, holding the jade bottle in his hand, and suddenly rushed back, trying to leave the courtyard.
Wu Yuan concluded that this jade bottle was extraordinary.
"Stay!" shouted loudly.
The tall, thin young man in animal clothing had already pounced down, and as fast as lightning, he caught up with Wu Yuan almost instantly.
"Boom!" "Boom!" Two sledgehammers appeared in his hands. The sledgehammers were thick and their shadows were so powerful that they enveloped Wu Yuan in an instant.
"So fast." Wu Yuan's pupils narrowed slightly.
too fast.
This is the fastest warrior Wu Yuan has ever traveled through time. He immediately understood that he was a real master!
Even if he is not a top-notch expert, he is still close to him.
"Kang!" "Kang!" There was a sound of weapons clashing. The spear in Wu Yuan's hand was like a dragon rising out of the sea. His muscles and bones completely exploded, blocking the bombardment of the terrifying sledgehammer one after another.
One hammer followed another, like a big wave following a big wave, hitting Wu Yuan backwards one after another.
"More than 50,000 kilograms of power!"
"First-class master." Wu Yuan finally made the judgment, his heart was full of solemnity, and he understood that this time he was really in trouble.
Notice.
Becoming a first-rate master cannot be achieved by simply training and eating and drinking. You must have a certain level of combat skills.
Why?
Only when combat skills reach an extremely high level and have strong control over the body can one hope to tap into deep physical potential and make the body stronger.
Physical strength and combat skills complement each other, and there are few who are only good at one aspect.
"Boom!" "Boom!"
A hammer is a heavy weapon used to suppress people with force.
The two sledgehammers were as light as toys in the hands of the tall, thin young man in animal clothing. Coupled with his footwork, they struck with great force, possessing almost unrivaled power.
"Keng!"
"Keng!" Wu Yuan's spear danced like a dragon. He struck again and again, accurately resisting the hammer bombardment, and then guided it to both sides to avoid being hit by a frontal impact, and actually held a stalemate.
In terms of combat skills, Wu Yuan is obviously much better.
However, the tall and thin young man in animal clothing was extremely powerful and his hammering skills were equally good. In the lightning-fast fight, Wu Yuan was unable to find a single flaw and was unable to do anything.
Just twelve hammers!
"Boom~" Wu Yuan seemed to be unable to withstand the impact of these successive attacks, and suddenly let go of the spear in his hand.
His whole body flew upside down and landed next to Yang Long's body.