Just now, no matter how fiercely Wang Chao and the group of warriors brought by the young masters killed, they smashed the tables, chairs, flower pots, and all kinds of things in the entire room. Even the ground was full of potholes and desolation.
It's like a hurricane passing through.
The two-meter radius where Long Xiaoshan sat was always calm and calm.
No matter what kind of palm power, fist power, sword wind or sword energy, the aftermath was completely eliminated when it came to him.
At this time, Wang Chao retreated to his side. After hearing his words, he swallowed the elixir, sat down and adjusted his breathing, while Long Xiaoshan slowly stood up.
The hunchbacked old man, the middle-aged swordsman, and the beautiful woman in red were stunned.
In their opinion, Long Xiaoshan only dared to be so unscrupulous because of Wang Chao's strength.
As long as Wang Chao is killed, Long Xiaoshan, the underground leader of Hechuan City, will be a joke in front of the real Yinmen strongmen.
But Long Xiaoshan actually asked Wang Chao to retreat on his own initiative.
It was slightly beyond their expectations.
Maybe this so-called leader is also a master.
Seeing that Long Xiaoshan's whole body was bland and without any inner energy, even when he walked out, his steps were light and light, unlike a warrior whose lower body was as solid as the roots of an old tree.
No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a great expert.
"Be careful, he is very powerful. He can throw fireballs and burn people to ashes, and he can also block bullets." Zheng Zhongtian suddenly reminded the hunchbacked old man and others loudly.
He was afraid that these three people would be careless and fall into Long Xiaoshan's trap.
This is their last resort.
What if something happened to these three people?
It's hard to say whether they can get out of here today.
With Long Xiaoshan's decisiveness in killing, he would not let go of those who betrayed him.
When the three hunchbacked old men heard Zheng Zhongtian's words, their expressions changed slightly. The fireball burned people and blocked the bullets. The hunchbacked old man said solemnly: "It turns out he is a Taoist master."
If they had doubted what Zheng Zhongtian said before, Long Xiaoshan looked too young and was unlikely to be a master of Xuanmen magic.
But there is Wang Chao in front.
They also became cautious and did not dare to underestimate Long Xiaoshan, lest the boat capsize in the gutter.
But what’s a little surprising is.
Don’t magic masters generally like to hide in the distance and fire cold arrows?
Why did Long Xiaoshan actually move forward leisurely with his hands behind his back?
Doesn't he know?
A master of magic, when faced with a powerful warrior with inner strength, once he gets close, life or death is no longer up to him.
Seeing Long Xiaoshan getting closer and closer, he was already within ten meters of them.
The three people's eyes suddenly turned cold, they were filled with murderous intent, and they started violently.
The beautiful woman in red floated like a puff of light smoke. In an instant, she was close to Long Xiaoshan. Bursts of laughter like silver bells came. In front of Long Xiaoshan, countless graceful beauties suddenly appeared, with revealing clothes and beautiful buttocks and breasts.
, Ruoyin
If it appears, the cooing sound reaches the ears, and bursts of pink mist float into the tip of Long Xiaoshan's nose, making people's muscles and bones feel numb. Long Xiaoshan seems to have suddenly fallen into a gentle land. Everything around him has disappeared, leaving only
Intoxicated like a dream.
The beautiful woman in red saw the look of obsession in Long Xiaoshan's eyes, and a cold murderous intention flashed in her eyes, like a poisonous snake, she stretched out a snow-white palm and pinched Long Xiaoshan's throat, with blue glitter on her sharp nails.
The light obviously contains poison, and the blood seals the throat.
The moment the beautiful woman's fingers touched Long Xiaoshan's throat.
Two dazzling golden flames suddenly burned in Long Xiaoshan's eyes, boom! In the blink of an eye, they swept across the wasteland, sprayed out from the eye sockets, and the golden flames rushed into the eyes of the beautiful woman.
The beautiful woman let out a shrill scream, blood gushed out from all her orifices, and she fell backwards, covering her head, wailing in pain, and her originally beautiful face became like an evil ghost.
Long Xiaoshan’s spirit is so powerful.
It is the body of a spirit.
The beautiful woman's mere mental charm, trying to make Long Xiaoshan fall into an illusion, was like using a sword in front of Guan Gong, and she immediately suffered a mental backlash.
At this time, the middle-aged swordsman walked with his sword.
The long sword shook.
Dozens of sword lights appeared.
It was true or false, a sword stabbed Long Xiaoshan between the eyebrows.
bite!
When the sword light was close to Long Xiaoshan's eyebrows, it disappeared instantly. The middle-aged swordsman was shocked. Long Xiaoshan put one hand behind his back, raised the other hand, stretched out two fingers, and clamped the tip of the middle-aged swordsman's sword.
No matter how hard he tried, even the blade of the sword was bent, but he couldn't make the sword move at all.
Suddenly, a dark red flame burst out from Long Xiaoshan's fingertips.
In an instant, it was like a spark igniting a prairie fire.
The dark red flame flowed along the long sword and burned the middle-aged swordsman's hand. The middle-aged swordsman screamed and quickly threw the long sword away, but the flame had already burned up his palm.
roar!
The hunchbacked old man's attack came almost at the same time as the middle-aged swordsman's.
At that moment when the flames ignited.
Long Xiaoshan's chest had swelled high, and then, like a huge blower, it suddenly sank in. He opened his mouth, exhaled loudly, "Hum!"
A stream of milky white air, condensed like a powerful arrow, shot out from his mouth.
Hit the hunchbacked old man's smoking pot.
Bang!
The smoke pot was flattened, and the white air flow was only slightly deflected, and hit the hunchbacked old man's chest directly. With a crackling sound, the bones in the old man's chest were shattered, flew out, and hit the wall heavily.
At this time, the middle-aged swordsman screamed.
He actually cut off one of his arms and threw it to the ground.
The arm was instantly engulfed in fire and burned to ashes.
In the blink of an eye.
Three great hidden door masters.
One was mentally repulsed and his soul was severely damaged.
One had a broken arm.
One was beaten so hard that his sternum was shattered, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
Everyone was stunned and couldn't believe their eyes.
The strength shown by these three masters just now is already extremely powerful. If they fight Wang Chao, the world will be shattered.
But when he came in front of Long Xiaoshan, he was like a three-year-old child facing a strong man.
In the blink of an eye, everything is broken and broken.
Everyone froze there, not daring to move.
The middle-aged swordsman only had one broken arm. He was the most sane and the most fearful of the three. He was a deadly swordsman and was considered a great master in the Southwest.
I have encountered hundreds of battles, large and small, in my life, but I have never encountered such a terrifying guy.
This man was simply ten times and a hundred times stronger than the most powerful guy he had ever encountered.
Even the pain of breaking my arm was forgotten at this time.
Fan BuTong trembled his lips and asked: "You, who are you?"
Long Xiaoshan chuckled: "You come to kill me, don't you even know who I am?"
Fan BuTong thought to himself, how could he know? He only knew that he was invited by the Cui family to deal with an underground leader in Hechuan City. How could such a person fall into the eyes of his deadly swordsman, so he didn't even ask his name.
Suddenly, a warrior nearby started shaking wildly, staring at Long Xiaoshan as if seeing a ghost, and said: "You, are you Master Long?"
Long Xiaoshan glanced away and said calmly: "Do you know me?"
"I, I, I," the warrior suddenly fell to his knees on the ground, kowtowed, and wailed in a panic: "Master, please forgive me, this villain has blind eyes and cannot see Mount Tai. If you offend the master, you deserve to die. You deserve to die."
