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Three hundred and thirteenth chapter of the sword drawing second

Good guys, the attributes of these four little 13 brats are not low, and one is playing with fire, one is playing with wood, one is playing with knives and one is playing with water. They look very difficult to deal with.

Moreover, I have no idea what the purpose of these four little brats is here.

However, if Duoqing is allowed to step in, he will probably not be able to withstand it, and for others, needless to say, whoever steps on him will die. After all, the current level of players is generally very low, and they cannot exert much combat effectiveness.

"Fujiang, divide yourself into thousands, protect my brothers!" With a loud shout, I took out the boy Che Anzang from the package and slung it at my waist. As for whether it looks good or not, I don't care about it now. After all, I want to save my life.

That's what matters most.

Under the stunned look of everyone, Fu Jiang carried out a bloody wrist slitting.

The blood fell on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, several Fu Jiang were separated, but unfortunately, they were all mosaics. However, even so, some handsome men still roared like beasts, and the meaning was self-evident.

Among the four opponents, only Hongzhong can pose a threat to Fu Jiang. After all, his Fengyue Fire Cloud Palm is not a vegetarian. However, he wants to kill a legend like Fu Jiang with just a fire attribute palm technique in the human martial arts.

The shape of the boss is obviously a bit underwhelming, even though his attacks are strong and blood-rich.

Now that I know the identity of the other party, I can no longer ask silly questions like who are the names of these four people. No matter what, I have to bluff them with momentum: "Su Wen Fengyue Island Master

Feng Wuxing has four powerful generals under his command. People in the world call him the Four Boys of Feng Yue. I wonder what the four fairy boys are here." Just like talking to those awesome people in the world, I first reported the identity of the other party to show my identity.

Knowing how powerful the other four are, this way, we can make the other party relax their vigilance towards us.

When Duoqing and others saw me like this, they knew that I was implicitly warning them that the other party was not something they could match at this stage. Therefore, everyone stayed where they were and were very quiet. No one stood up and shouted at the four boys: "

Do you know us?" Hongzhong, the leader of the four boys, said in an old-fashioned tone. His voice was very confident, like that of a righteous middle-aged man.

"Of course." I nodded and smiled.

"Then hand over the letter, otherwise, the people in this town will be your fate!" He shouted, and Hongzhong's eyes revealed a fierce light.

"Damn it, why are you killing innocent people indiscriminately!" the hero in the crowd yelled angrily.

"Tsk, tsk~" After smacking his lips twice, Hongzhong turned his attention to the hero, I am a kid: "You are such an interesting doll. You have hands on my body, why can't I kill them?"

"You devils!" It seems that this hero is still a master who hates evil as much as I can.

"We have never been good people!" Hongzhong snorted coldly, and continued to cast his eyes on me: "Hand over that letter!"

"What letter?" I knew what he was referring to, but I deliberately pretended to be confused with him.

"Hmph." Hongzhong sneered: "A letter recording the supreme wealth. That is the wealth that the immortal Nanhai tumbler will protect for his whole life!"

After listening to this guy's words, I thought to myself: 'Will there be wealth in that letter? What I saw was just pure murderous intent.' I sneered in my heart, and then I said: "It's okay to say it, it's your sister!"

I said something incomprehensible, and it turned out to be what was contained in the letter. At this time, I said it word for word, and the expression on the boy's face changed.

What followed was an angry shout from Shengsheng: "Who are you scolding!" As he said that, Hongzhong rushed down from the archway, his body in mid-air like a fish swinging left and right. Looking at his hands again,

It is as red as an iron brand, giving people the feeling that it may burst out flames at any time.

His move of swooping down from mid-air is very similar to the flying dragon in the sky in my Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, but unfortunately, using his flesh palm to catch my boy cut is obviously a very unwise thing.

The King of Zombie Yin Sha Gong secretly moved the whole body. My hand was holding the handle of the knife, and it became a little pale because of too much force.

Holding my breath and concentrating, just when Hong Zhong's iron-like palms were about to slap my face, a misty sword light like water mist appeared between his neck and disappeared in an instant.

I have to say that his small hands were indeed imprinted on my face, but the feeling they gave me was not hot, but ice, the kind of coldness only found on dead people. I think this was probably my activation of the freeze.

The result of Wang Yinsha Gong.

“First class!”

"Ka!" She sheathed the sword, and almost at the same time, with a "chi~" sound, Hong Zhong's head and body split into two parts in mid-air, and fell to the ground with blood spraying out.

Draw the sword, unsheath, critical strike, instant kill!

One knife directly knocked out 1,250,000 points of blood in Hongzhong. At this moment, almost everyone was stunned.

Especially the remaining three Fengyue boys, when they saw their eldest brother being killed by me with one knife, they were almost so shocked that they couldn't believe their eyes: "Isn't it possible, eldest brother, was, killed by this kid, with just one knife?"

This is the reflection expressed by Laosi Lantian.

On our side, Duoqing and others also looked surprised, as if I had done some great feat.

"Unsheathing is the end of the attack, and returning the sheath is the beginning of the next drawing of the sword. What a great move to draw the sword!" The Green Goblin was still very knowledgeable and actually saw the origin of my move: "The art of drawing the sword is truly worthy of its name!

It's a pity that compared with Fu Hongxue, she is still far behind."

"Have you ever seen Fu Hongxue's sword-drawing skills?" Of course I am a little unhappy when I hear others say that my sword skills are not good, so I ask this question.

"I've had the honor to see it." This guy was really gloomy. Even though his boss was killed, he was just shocked for a moment and then returned to normal: "Fu Hongxue's sword will definitely not be so hesitant, and it will definitely not be so slow. This time

You have mastered your unique skills and made them useless."

And I answered him like this: "Fu Hongxue's sword is so sharp because he only has one thought in his heart: hate! When he used the sword, he put his life aside, without fear or greed, and his movements were naturally not stagnant. But I am different.

I don’t have the determination to just practice sword-drawing skills for more than ten years. Therefore, my sword only needs to be fast. As for killing with one sword in an instant, I can only say that I try my best. After all, I don’t have the background like Fu Hongxue.

"The techniques that come first." This is indeed true. If every set of martial arts in this game requires players to practice it successfully according to the original work, then even if they practice until their temples turn gray, they still won't be able to defeat NPCs!

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