The Inverted Dragon’s Scale

“Inspection Division.” See you soon, Choi.

Li Kefeng chewed the name in his mouth and his eyes flashed with a sword and light.

Since Choi's death, the surveillance system has been reorganized. Choi Mei is one of the three great histories of the newly appointed King Chu Xianda of the Westwind Empire.

Although it is called Long History, because there is no palm print on it, Choi Seeing's power is greatly valued by the King. Recently, he has frequently led the IGD's claw teeth to stir up the clouds, arresting and questioning countless Lu family members, as well as officials close to the Lu family.

Lately, everyone was scared and the grass was full of soldiers. The battle between Choi Lu and his family intensified, and the big war started.

Therefore, when Li Kefeng, a Lujia iron system, sees Choi Mei, he will naturally have no good mood.

“The Patrol Department received a report that someone had been killed on Long Street. At Heaven's feet, this illegal act is really hateful. The Chief of Patrol exercises his duties. I wonder what Chang Shi intends to intercept?” Li Changfeng held the sword in his hand and drank it loudly.

With a scornful smile on Choi's face, he let the snowflake stain his horn white and said coldly: “Unfortunately, the Inspectorate General is investigating the case ahead of him and is looking for a repeat offender in the court. In order to prevent criminals from being taken away, we can only seal off the area. This road doesn't work, General Li should find another way. ”

Li Kefeng looked angry and said: "Is CHOI Changshi waiting for me? We're already on our way here. Where's the point of going back? Looking for another way? Running from another road to West City, I fear the killer has long fled. How do we capture criminals? ”

Li Kefeng held on to the handle of the sword, his voice was hidden and he said: “Li Xia can't understand, there are villains in front of him, but the Inspectorate General harassed him, obstructing the patrol chief to carry out his duties. Li Xia, the guardian king, would like to ask the previous question, what does these villains have to do with CHOI Changshi? Otherwise, why would this be ridiculous? ”

“General Li, there are some things you can't just say. Even if you don't think about your future, you should think about your own little home safety. There's some responsibilities you can't afford. ”

“Li Xiaozheng, sit at the end of the line, do the right thing in the Hall of Mankind, do the right thing in accordance with the law. I don't get it. Why did Changshi say such a thing? Is it true that the king gave you the power to bully and persecute your colleagues? ”

“Li Kefeng, you want to die?” Choi glanced slightly, killing Machine Tong now.

The robe is windless and snowflakes are hard to get close to.

With Choi Mei at its core, Fang Yuanbai did not see the wind and snow, no murmur.

“To die. ”

Boo!

Choi saw that the voice had just fallen, and more than a dozen black robes around him drew a thin sword between his waist and swept towards Li Kefeng.

Choke!

Li Kefeng's sword sheathed out.

He rode on the horse and stared down at Choi Mei. He kept his horse racing posture.

Choke!

Nearly a hundred long knives came out of the sheath at the same time. Nearly a hundred of the city's elite engines came out of their weapons, their eyes were full of blood, their bodies leaned forward, and they could follow Li Kefeng to kill their enemies at any moment, killing more than a dozen surveillance histories in front of them.

This sense of slaughter was felt across the rides, and they began to be afraid, afraid to push them to escape and rush forward.

Those patrol chiefs sharply strangled the horses and stopped them from running.

The more you pull back, the harder those horses are.

Once you let go, hundreds of horses are like hundreds of moving hills, crushing the enemies in front of you into mud.

“Choi Mei, everyone else is afraid of you, I am not afraid of Li Kefeng. I can do the law of the land and perform the duties of the Chief of Patrol. What right do you have to stop me from waiting?” Li Kefeng raised his sword and said angrily, "Sons, let me go. ”

“Strike.” Hundreds of people roaming the city drank it all together.

Chen Jun and Zhang Xiaohu each embraced Li Kefeng from left to right. At any time, they will be turned into arrows to defend their swords and kill their enemies.

Li Kefeng held a long sword and crossed one step forward with a horse in his arms.

Ta-da!

The horseshoe stepped on top of the snow and made a crisp cracking sound of ice.

Ta-da!

Nearly a hundred iron rides simultaneously took a step forward, and the ice on the ground was trampled, as if the earth was trembling.

Choke!

Choi saw the sword drawn from the waist, the sword flat, the sword blade pointed in the direction of the Patrol's hundred rides, and softly drank: “If anyone dares to break into the forbidden land, kill them. ”

“Yes,” a dozen watchmen said.

Ta-da!

Li Kefeng took the next ride one step further, as did Nearly Hundred Patrol's elite.

Horse hissing, shortness of breath.

Near both sides, the air almost solidifies.

Li Kefeng stared at Choi Mei, and Choi Mei also stared at Li Kefeng.

The eyes collided in the air, and the sound of a gold iron strike rang across the long street.

Pfft!

Behind the patrol line, a small general's horse was struck by a distant stone.

“Oh."

The horses swept away in pain.

The hoarseness broke the silence between the two sides.

“Go," Li Kefeng whipped, holding the sword in his hand high, chopping it towards Choi in the forefront.

“Kill." Choi saw the long sword in his hand hold several swords and flowers, breaking the iron shield of the front guard of the war horse.

Boom!

The two teams collided violently and another killing started in the snow.

The wind scrapes and the snow is bigger.

The limbs were broken and the blood flowed all over the place.

After filming a black man again, the shepherd became more and more irritated.

His eyes were red and he had a strong temper sweeping all over his body and was about to break out.

These black men are not very deep in the realm, but they are self-organized, and the three or five people come together to form a knife array, giving people a feeling of restraint.

The old men were surrounded by several people in black, who did not attack, but entered and exited with evidence, and cooperated with each other. Even if the old men were better than them, there was nothing they could do.

Their goal is Shepherd Lee.

More black-clothed men approached Li Shepherd. They jumped back and forth, fearless to death.

Li Shepherd bombed one, and another man made it up to him. Smash a crowd, more black men rushing towards themselves.

If Li Shepherd is a red-eyed tiger at this time, then these black men are the wolves who leave life and death behind.

The pack attacked and the wolves tore. It is inevitable and unprotected.

Li Shepherd felt the same pressure just by performing Disintegration.

He knew in his heart that they wanted to die.

He can't die, he doesn't want to die.

“Master, we can't wait any longer.” The Hundred Mile River looked down at the battlefield and looked like a leap to try. “Our mission here is to make sure that this child is killed. Spent so much time letting this kid get away with it. Let me go down and chop him off with one sword. ”

The Hundred Mile River is also a proud man, and it is extremely embarrassing to see that the disciples of his sword hall are so hard-working that they still can't kill the horse to the ground.

In their view, that kid was nothing more than that. However, whenever a Swordhouse disciple holds a sword to take his head, he is always able to avoid it sensitively and then strike a deadly blow at each other.

The Hundred Mile River shows that this guy has quite a lot of experience fighting. It cannot be overstated with words such as' passing through a hundred wars’.

“Trying to kill him is a sword thing. What's the rush?” The wood bath was white and the wind was light, "he said. It would have been too disappointing if he had just done so. ”

“But”

“Three thousand disciples of Shui Shui Jian Hall. ”

“What does the curator mean? ”

“Too much.” The wooden bath is white, "he said.“ Let them eliminate themselves. Only those who survive will be eligible for a deeper sense of Kendo. ”

“It's the owner.” The Hundred Mile River saluted.

Lee Shepherd's body retreated desperately, retreating.

His back had leaned against the cold wall, and he could clearly feel the cold on the stone wall, knowing that his robe was soaked by the ice and snow that had melted off the wall.

After another fist of Shepherd Li bombarded a man in black, while everyone feared the gap, he pinched his mouth and read words.

A golden Big Buddha appeared in the sky, surrounded by bright lights, the world's wind and snow were all dark in front of him.

Urged by the spell in Lee's shepherd's mouth, the golden Big Buddha frowned furiously and raised his demon pestle and slammed it against those in black.

Boom! Boom!

The wind poured and the snow refluxed.

Huge caves appear in the sky, hard bluestone floors clatter, and houses collapse in pieces.

In a gleaming golden light, those in black gathered around were instantly burned to waste.

“Exactly.” Under the roof, the white eye of the wooden bath is delightful. “Exactly. ”

Until now, the owner of the water sword gallery, the students of the sword gallery, died a great deal, but his heart could not be affected at all.

He looked satisfied at the shepherd Li, who had sacrificed the great Buddha, and said, “This is the secret Buddhist law, the Dragon Surrender Tiger Curse, which did not expect to be so dominant. ”

“It's also Taoist" Disintegration Technique "and Buddhist" Surrender Dragon Tiger Curse ". The two Buddhist Daoists are out of school. What is this person's status?” The Hundred Mile River muttered to itself.

No wonder the curator just forbade himself to go down and help with the boxing, because at that time Li Shepherd couldn't stop himself from the power of a sword.

But if you have such a slightly hostile idea, you can go down and fight it, for fear that you've already suffered a great loss.

The Hundred Mile River thought to itself, "If you hit that blow just now, how should you resist it?"

“Starry sheep herding.” The wooden bath said with a white smile. “Besides this, who dares to say Buddhist double cultivation? ”