The Strongest Sect of All Times

“Oh, my God! ”

“Six heads of household are fast! ”

“I can only see the shadows, I can't even see the corners of the six masters! ”

“Is this the Medium-Class Method of Morale? Terrible! ”

Bandits look at you with admiration and envy!

“Not bad, not bad. ”

Sitting on the high stage, Zhou Tianbao was satisfied: “Six's seven-step figure is a lot better than six months ago. ”

Next to the head of the house, the man with the white skin laughed: “At the speed of the sixth brother now, it's also very difficult for me to capture him. ”

“Brother Er can't do it, brothers are even more unlikely.” Fathead Ulululu's four-headed grinned.

How can they talk about funny conversations here? Because after the acceleration of the six masters, he was not in a hurry to attack King Chang smiling, but circling around him.

“Boy! ”

“I'll show you what speed is! ”

“Brush! Brush! ”

The footsteps of the six masters continued to accelerate, and the stadium was covered with a residual shadow, producing wind speeds that brought dust in formation.

Second Master shook his head and laughed: “Six brothers are teasing the guy. ”

“The sword is no faster than the six-brother wind. ”

Some of the little bosses were smiling.

“Six heads, break this guy's hands and feet and make him scream like a dog on the ground! ”

“Tortured to death, then chopped off his hands and feet, dug out his eyes, and threw him in a cylinder to be a man for his brothers to admire! ”

Hundreds of bandits shouted.

King standing on the martial arts field laughed, the wind-blown hair was messed up and dusty, so impatient: "Buzzing like a fly in his ear. ”

“Brush!”

As he stepped out, the first cold sword appeared in his hand and burst forward.

Unfortunately, it didn't poke a very fast six-holder.

“Ha-ha-ha! ”

“Six heads of household are so fast, if you can poke them randomly, then...”

“Pfft! ”

In the talking room, the bandits saw something suddenly flying from the martial arts, drawing a beautiful arc and rolling off the field.

Looks like a bald head!

The bandits suddenly changed their colour, hurriedly turned back, and the remnants of the martial arts gradually dissipated. Six masters dragged their heads down a few laps, and the blood erupted like a spring.

Gun Chang smiled and held the sword. “Idiot, don't you know how to bend down? You have to hit my sword? ”

Turns out, after a random poke, he turned his wrist and straddled his sword from top to bottom to left and right.

The family smiled clockwise around the monarch. Because of the speed, it was inevitable to hit the sword blade. The head flew directly out of the body!

Don't say sharp cold sword, even if you pull up a wire in front of it and hit it at the speed of bald head, it will definitely be a split head.

Had to say.

The six-holder who carried out the seven-step shadow was really fast. It was difficult to capture the shadow by fixing it in the 10th period of the King's smile, but fighting was not only about strength, sometimes it was also about the brain, otherwise the pig didn't make a difference.

……

“Six brothers! ”

“Brother Six! ”

“Six heads of household! ”

There was a cry of sorrow coming out of the show.

“Whoo-hoo! ”

In an instant, the anger spread, and the bandit number 200 locked the king's smile, his eyes sparkling with no cover!

“Shit! ”

The lean eight heads and the shorter seven heads rushed into the field angrily, one with a knife and one with a wolf's tooth stick.

Bandits are bandits. After witnessing their companions killed, anger dominates them, and they don't take into account more or less beatings.

“Brush!”

King smiled and stepped on his footsteps, avoiding the attack by two people. "Why? If you can't beat this seat, how much are you prepared to cheat? ”

“Die! ”

Four masters and five masters carried spiritual energy and attacked from behind.

“Brush!”

Gun Chang smiled and flashed his footsteps to the right. His face retracted with a smile and his eyes flashed cold.

He has realized that these brutal bandits do not speak of the rules of the river and the lake, and that the iron heart is going to kill itself together.

“Big Head. ”

Gun Chang smiled faintly: "Is that how you guys entertain your guests? ”

Sunday's bullshit, I almost didn't have my back.

Go to Montenegro and kill my two men first.

Going into Black Wind Village and killing my two heads of household, are you fucking ashamed to call yourself a guest?

“Huh.”

"Son, the man who killed me in Black Wind Village, even if he paid the ransom today, I'm going to leave your life here. ”

“Brush! Brush! ”

In the talking room, four heads of state attacked from four directions.

Gun Chang smiled without confidence. With the primitive cold sword, he could have fought four open twelve segments, and immediately stepped on the cloud walking method to escape.

This flowing cloud walking method was learned by hand when Qingyang City pointed to a defect for a martial arts man. Although the level is less than seven steps, it is at least a primary-point, avoiding a four-man clamp is enough to compete.

“Whoa, whoa! ”

King Chang smiled and walked away, hiding left and right in a limited area, then parked in a safe area, coldly: “It was you who forced this seat to use the base card! ”

“Whoo-hoo! ”

Surrounded by spiritual energy.

“Base card? ”

“There are so many of us in Blackwind, on his own, even if he has a card, he will surely die! ”

Bandits snort by nose.

The four masters stopped attacking and watched King Chang smile to see what the cards could be taken out.

Sunday's boss held his face and said with great interest, "Boy, I hope you get a good bottom card. ”

The bandit's trick is to kill and rob the cargo. If the other party takes out a good card, such as a weapon, they will definitely rob it.

“Whoo!”

King often laughed while releasing his spiritual energy, breathing deeply.

Slightly, the first cold sword in his hand disappeared empty-handed, replacing it with a weapon similar to a knife.

Faced with a samurai, six open twelves, and two hundred fierce bandits, he finally sacrificed the first knife he wished to give away!

“A knife? ”

Sunday's bully shook his head with disappointment.

He also used a knife, a handle knife that had just been cut off from a disciple of Iron Bone, of high quality, which was given to him by an old man with a white beard when he traveled across the river and lake.

Wait a minute!

This guy's knife... is it a little short?

Kingston laughed at this moment, but also had a twitch in the corner of his mouth, because for the first time, he summoned a knife of difficulty and found it only half a foot long!

Half a foot.

It's about the size of a normal toothbrush.

Good thing it's an inch wide, otherwise, King's smile will feel like a fool, taking a toothbrush against the enemy!

No science, no science.

How did it get so small when it was three feet long in a space ring? Even if the difference between a buyer show and a seller show is huge!

“Is this guy out with a knife? ”

“Even an ordinary dagger is longer than his knife! ”

“Shit, the guy below me up, it's longer than this! ”

“Ha-ha-ha! ”

Hundreds of bandits surrounded by martial arts laughed.