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Chapter 1189 This is Nie Xiaoyu's swordsmanship

The whole process of Wang Junlin's murder was understated and neat. The most important thing was that it seemed simple but was extremely fast. The three stalkers didn't even have time to issue any warning.

But Wang Junlin knew that there must be other people nearby, so he did not stop. He patted the bluestone wall next to him with his left hand, and prepared to climb up the eaves and leave quickly.

However, at this moment, a person flew over from the sky. An iron palm as big as a cattail leaf fan, faintly exuding black energy, hit Wang Junlin's face!

The palm wind was like a knife, and the fishy wind hit his face. Wang Junlin was shocked. The person who came turned out to be a top master who had broken through the martial arts period, and he practiced evil poison palm.

Wang Junlin knew that both the Yuwen family and the Hongnong Yang family had profound knowledge and must have many masters and dead men. Even Yang Jian, although he was a loser, would not be able to gather around him because of his status as the prince.

Few masters.

Wang Junlin didn't know which side this person was a master of, but with just this palm, this person's strength was no weaker than his own more than a year ago.

These thoughts flashed through Wang Junlin's mind like lightning. Wang Junlin narrowed his eyes slightly, and a snow-white sword flashed past. The dragon bird sword was unsheathed, lightly, but it was struck above the head as fast as lightning.

A soft sound of "chi" was accompanied by a shrill scream.

The extremely sharp dragon bird knife directly chopped off the man's left arm and half of his shoulder!

The master's face was pale and in despair, with an incredible expression on his face, and he fell to the ground. Although he was not dead yet, he was so seriously injured that with the medical treatment of this era, he would die sooner or later.

It's just that he couldn't seem to understand that King Qin An, who was famous for his poison skills, could possess such terrifying sword skills. The trajectory of the sword was so weird and so fast that he didn't even have time to show off his strength.

He was chopped into half-dead pieces.

Wang Junlin knew that he could not fight for a long time and had to leave here immediately. However, he struck the master with all his strength and killed him, and his men were also blocked for a moment.

At this moment, the entire alley was surrounded by people.

Wang Junlin looked around and identified that the people who were dealing with him were experts in the military and were escorted by powerful men. There were several men with strong auras and strong auras standing behind them. They were probably the masters of the martial arts recruited by the other party.

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Seeing this scene, Wang Junlin sighed in his heart. It was really better to leave Luoyang as soon as possible.

Although the lineup in front of him was powerful, Wang Junlin naturally had no fear at all. He just wanted to kill less people.

"kill!"

There were shouts of death from all directions in the alley, and countless people rushed towards Wang Junlin who was standing in the alley. The crowd surged past, but it was like a big river meeting an indestructible rock, and the water splashed everywhere, bang bang bang.

The sound of several heavy objects hitting broken flesh pierced people's eardrums, and then the four people at the front flew out like four logs, and smashed a bunch of people behind. It was terrifying.

What's more, it doesn't matter if the four people are dead, most of the people affected by the four people vomited blood and died, and those who didn't die had their bones broken and their muscles broken, and they were directly disabled. This blow killed and injured more than ten people.

Those who dared to deal with Wang Junlin were obviously real outlaws and real masters. Although they were shocked by Wang Junlin's strength, the deaths of more than ten people could not deter everyone's impact.

The impact didn't even pause for a moment before it overwhelmed Wang Junlin again.

The killing started again. Wang Junlin kept using his sword. Each sword seemed to be very casual and very simple, but everyone who rushed in front of him would be chopped away by his strange sword. This sword technique seemed simple, but the whole world

Only Nie Xiaoyu and Wang Junlin can cast it.

A particularly shrill scream rang out in the alley. It was from a person who had been chopped off a certain part of his body by the Dragon Bird Knife, but who was not dead yet.

The crowd was finally stunned by Wang Junlin's terrifying sword skills.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Junlin used his physical skills to kill the crowd behind the alley like a light smoke. Like a ghost, like light smoke, like the autumn wind, he walked past people's bodies, occasionally waving his knife, and

Those people's arms, waists, necks, and other weak points were gently brushed.

Every time it passes by, it will leave behind screams and injured people lying on the ground.

At this moment, Wang Junlin changed his fighting style. He no longer relied on defense in exchange for merit. Instead, he relied on his exquisite body skills and the most energy-saving and energy-saving fighting method to break into the enemy group and attack the enemy's vital points.

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The crowd was surging, and every time Wang Junlin took action, he no longer intended to make the enemies around him fall, but to make them lose their fighting power and scream in pain, jump up, and become jumping trees, hiding the cunning beast he was.

, in the dusk, fled towards the rear of the encirclement.

Not far away, the person presiding over the siege was Yu Wenji, who was sent by Yu Wenshu to gather men to siege Wang Junlin in the city. He looked at the commotion in that place, with a flash of chill and fear in his eyes.

He had always known that Wang Junlin's poison skills and various methods were very powerful, but he had never imagined that Wang Junlin's sword skills were so terrifying. He could beat a group of masters he had gathered like this, and at the same time, he could turn himself into a game player.

The soul can walk through the crowds who are chasing them in full view of the public, leaving behind a slightly fishy blood and taking away the fresh life, but the other party seems so relaxed and casual, like walking through thousands of flowers without touching any leaves.

body.

Wang Junlin didn't even have a wound on his body. He had killed and wounded nearly a hundred people. At the same time, Wang Junlin also succeeded in causing chaos in the encirclement and forcibly broke into a distance of ten feet!

"Stop him!" Yu Wenhuaji's eyes narrowed as he looked at the commotion getting closer and closer to him.

The sound of a crossbow arrow being wound up sounded. In such a noisy environment, it actually seemed very faint. But it was also particularly terrifying.

In the crowd, Wang Junlin used his Dragon Bird Sword to make close contact with the enemy's muscles. At the moment when the crossbow sounded outside the encirclement, the Dragon Bird Sword in his right hand paused.

His ears accurately captured a familiar voice. So his heart tightened, causing his right hand to pause for a moment, inserting it into the chest of a military master who was fearfully rushing towards him, and forgot to pull it out.

In just a split second, in the next moment, he stepped down. He stepped heavily on the hard stone floor with a bang!

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With just one kick, the square hard stone cracked from the middle, tilted up the corners of the board, and poked at the masters who were rushing towards it!

When he was wandering around in the encirclement, he looked relaxed and casual. But in fact, he was using extremely fast speed and powerful precise control. That's why he needed such a domineering kick to stop himself.

The body traveling at high speed.

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