The thieves thought in amazement and funny: this man was a fool to block the knife with his hand!

... At the same time, Lu Xiu's right hand suddenly cut across the running horse's head ...

The thieves are grinning their stinky mouths to their ears: this is also very funny! Breaking the palm? That 's a horse, is n't it that a hard palm is not wasted, let alone a gap!

Suddenly, in the short-sighted eyes of the young man on the left hand side of the young man, a transparent water shield was suddenly formed there. More than seventy knives in Jiang Wuliu split the knife on that shield, which was a substantial one. The ripples of the circle flew apart on the water shield, and the snoring kept on. For a moment, the seventy-two swords split.

Three hundred people choked ...

Jiang Wuliu has deeply regretted it, at the moment when the water shield appeared! The crazy blood rain knife is so light. As if the knife was chopped on the cotton flower, the strength of the jack disappeared.

Two horses and one mistake ...

Three hundred pairs of eyes subconsciously fell on the slammed hand, where a green and green energy knife had been stretched out. The blast of indignation stirred up a burst of air. The green light flickered slightly.

Jiang Wuliu's horse rushed out, squirting blood in front of the horse-a heavy horse's head crashed to the ground. The rest of the body rushed out of the three meters, and then cut to the ground, and tossed all the way. Jiang Wuliu flew into the ground and landed on the ground. His unfocused eyes had not yet found the focus. A strong wind that drove the heaven and earth aura had completely covered him from the ground.

... looked up at a loss, one palm from the sky. Lu Xiu's high-level intermediate martial arts tactics have been shot down from his head.

Jiang Wuliu passed countless lives and deaths. In a flash, the madness in his eyes had replaced the confusion, and the sword rolled in his hands to meet him, which was his proud bloody sword.

Puff the ground, forty-eight knives were able to wave at the time of life and death like a sword. The dust on the ground flew into the sky under the force of a knife. Finally, he received a place with Kuang Taojue. After a loud noise, Jiang Wuliu's arm noodles generally hung down, his face was ashes.

The thieves who have not closed their mouths are cold in their hearts: what happened to the four masters, only one palm above ... there is also a green ghost knife below--

He had already seen it, but he couldn't move up a bit, the meridians in his body were broken, there was no complete organ, and the knife underneath was no longer important.

puff!

In front of him, all the sword was gone, Jiang Wuliu bowed his head, felt that his lower body had left his body, and fell on his own. Blood was leaking from the waterfall at the break.

And his opponent had retreated five meters away, a pair of faint eyes looked at him without expression.

"Did he never kill anyone?" Jiang Wuli thought at the last minute.

In one breath, only two moves, a warrior peak, the four heads of Funiuzhai hung up! It was too fast for the ragged guys to think too late.

The front of Wulan Mountain was surprisingly quiet. Three hundred horse thieves that killed and numbed were as small as a small fire brake in the rain. Each one looked grey and trembled. In front of life and death, everyone is the same. Great martial arts fellow initiate Mizuki! Only a teenager! Where did the plague gods come from? The elder brother, a thunderous martial artist, couldn't fight him at all, but he couldn't! Moreover, with such genius, can be cultivated from an early age, can possess advanced attack martial arts, then where he came from, his family is an absolutely unbelievable terrorist organization. You can't beat him, can you leave him, even if the second child rushed down from the mountain and tied him at most, he wanted to leave him and kill him silently, so that the family would not know that it was a dream.

"... Grey Three!" Lei Jingtian called.

Huisan promised to hurry up. "Slap!" A pain in his face, Lei Jingtian gave him a slap in the face.

Then hit immediately, jump off Malay, and give a deep salute. "Excuse me, my name, the Funiu Mountain Thunder is willing to listen to my husband's dispatch after the shock."

With his fixation, his legs were still shaking.

"My surname is Lu," thought for a moment, and Lu Xiu said, "I'm not here to exterminate the mountain. Don't bother with Huwuzhuang in the future. There is also the Lan girl who is mine." He added a self Thought it was a good reason.

"Thank you Mr. Lu for recreating great grace. Yes, yes. Mr. Lu rest assured that no one in Funiu Village will be seen within ten miles of Huwuzhuang."

"Send you a word: do something good! Good for your children and grandchildren." After finishing, Lu Xiu jumped on the horse, and turned around and went all the way.

"Yes Yes,"

"... Take your engagement gift back before dark--" Far away, the horse turned a corner and disappeared.

Back to Huwuzhuang again, Zhuangkou was supplemented with yellow sand, and the door of the Black Tiger's house was already painted in red. The people in the first house were all in charge of Zhuangshang's house. Looking at the Black Tiger's family, they were afraid The stubborn mountain people were righteous and angry, and the whole family committed suicide, which put the whole village in a dangerous situation.

Lu Xiu came in, and no one greeted him intentionally. He went into the cabin prepared for him alone. The first time he killed someone, the impact on him was not small, and he could n't practice for a while. He had to open his mother 's space ring to see what light-weight martial arts he could choose. He felt more and more that there was no good light-weight effort and it was inconvenient everywhere. If you want to fight, you can't escape, you have to protect yourself first.

The space opened suddenly, Lu Xiu went directly to the second floor, looking around, and light body and martial arts, there are really few books, fifty or more, compared to other hundreds of martial arts, it is a lot less too much. In fact, the world's body style is nothing more than a fast, unpredictable, martial arts skill reaching 50 or more volumes has been included.

Looking carefully, he couldn't help but be disappointed, most of them were low-level, half were high-level low-level ... eh?

As far as his eyes were concerned, Lu Xiu was shocked; this was ... prefectural! Intermediate level! It's too high!

His heart was pounding, and his outstretched hands were shaking.

I don't know if I can get such advanced martial arts at this level? Although he was a bit worried, a local-level senior martial artist who was taken out of the world was not so eye-catching.

Haven't practiced a prefecture-level martial art!

Lu Xi opened up with a sense of God. Boom, powerful information unfolded in his mind, a lot of powerful consciousness was blasted to a blank, it was only a long time before his eyes cleared.

Damn it's amazing!

Without waiting for him to look, the outside of the hospital suddenly quieted, and it seemed that there was no sound of breathing.

Lu Xiu froze and opened a window busy: there were suddenly more than twenty people in the courtyard, a decent dress, and a humble smile. Be the first person with a smile on his face so that the features are not in place. It's Grey Three.

Ha ha, I didn't expect them to come really fast!

In the small courtyard, there were many preparations that had not been completed. Father Fu in the village was directing a few strong men to set up a color booth. Suddenly, the two people on the shed stopped their movements in the direction of the door, and they looked as if they had been struck by lightning.

Following their eyes, Father Fu and everyone looked at the door. A wretched and familiar figure appeared first, followed by a dozen or so people, twice as many as in the morning.

The black tiger grandfather stood up and stared at the corner of the courtyard where the tiger fork was usually placed. Where is the shadow of the tiger fork, the villagers of the defendant had hid in someone else's house. Their eyes burned like fire.

Looking at the gangsters who patronized twice in a day, the villagers' heart tightened, and their faces showed a horror.

What surprised them was that the group of fierce gods changed their appearance in the morning, smiling and saluting.

Gray San hurriedly returned his courtesy and looked around in the courtyard. Without that evil spirit, his heart was slightly calmer.

"This uncle, you see that we are ready to return to your old mind? Where is it inappropriate? We will change it again, don't scan the uncle's joy." Father Fu said carefully.

"No need," Gray San said busyly. "Everyone is not busy ..."

"Ah-" Fu Fu changed his face. "Uncle, where do you come from, please say ..."

"No, no. This time I'm here to invite all my neighbors to stay busy, Huisan knows it's wrong ..."

Hearing this sentence in the ears of the villagers, he was not afraid of a thunder.

Ask for collection, ask for tickets! Go to the top, burst the sixth of the new book, and then the fifth, and the fifth is very powerful. It seems that he is hopeless this week ... Everyone supports the sparrows, the newcomers are not good at mixing!