Author: Ying Ying Xiong

Pengshan Whip walked forward very arrogantly with his eight-character steps, and faced off against Brother Xiao. He had a desolate smile on his face, and the hideous long whip followed his legs like a snake.

: "Boy, tomorrow I will beg you to pull out a layer of my skin, and beg me to die without my whole body."

"Don't dirty the Xinyue Hotel. If a dead person appears, I will bury him with him, all of you!" Yin Xinyue said coldly, with an icy tone in her voice that made no one doubt whether what she said was false.

talk.

Peng Shanbian's face suddenly stiffened after he finished speaking proudly. He was so embarrassed that he slapped her directly in the face. He looked at Yin Xinyue and smiled sarcastically: "Ahem~~Then pull out a layer of my skin, don't kill anyone, don't kill anyone!"

"

That expression made Brother Xiao couldn't help stroking his forehead and wiping cold sweat. He was really too stupid, and even if he won with such a wrong leg, it would be a stain for his life.

Phew~

And when Brother Xiao was speechless and wiping his sweat, a sharp light flashed in Pengshan Whip's small inverted triangular eyes, his muscles stirred, his legs and arms shook, and the long whip in his leg instantly broke through the air like an attacking cobra,

Making a terrible sound, the power penetrated the soft whip, penetrated the tip of the whip, and hit Brother Xiao's throat with incomparable accuracy.

The barbs on the surface of the whip exude a bloodthirsty light, and are very sharp when applied with terrifying force. The speed is almost invisible to the naked eye, leaving no doubt that this attack can penetrate Brother Xiao's throat.

Although the person who used Pengshan Whip did want to die, the timing of his whipping technique was really eye-catching.

A layman looks at the situation, but an knowledgeable person looks at the door.

Is there any complicated person standing outside at this time?

A honest voice suddenly sounded in the small hall.

Boom!

But it made Brother Xiao's eyes bulge out of his head, and all the slaves in the Xinyue Hotel all let out incredible exclamations.

Although Pengshan could see through Zhuang Ming's strength, he couldn't see through it.

The tip of the knife accidentally hit the east side of the whip, directly blocking the force of the whip that originally swept over Yin Xinyue. The remaining section was not enough, and Zhuang Ming was not hurt at all.

There is something ordinary in this person's body, and he doesn't know what it is.

Because the attack range of the whip is one to two meters, and the whip of Brother Xiao is about eight meters.

At the moment when the long whip tore through the air and swept across Yin Xinyue, the red-gold ancient sword in Zhuang Ming's leg suddenly penetrated through his armpit at an incredible angle, as if there were no eyes on Zhuang Ming's back.

special.

His figure was like a scorpion dancing wildly, and that terrifying long whip was even more like a poisonous snake. It suddenly shot up from the ground, and its ferocious barbs were like a living creature, sweeping towards Zhuang Ming in mid-air.

Poppy's beautiful eyes rolled around, and he found that there was no one among the people gathered around He Hao, but everyone was complicated, even men.

His body was so excited that he was almost close to the long whip, and he missed it. It was thrilling, and he took a long time to figure it out.

The left leg moved out like a dragon, suddenly swooping up in the air, and unexpectedly grabbed the tail of the shadow by mistake.

He, Xiang Xiaoge, also received training from him since he was a child, laying the foundation for him.

Boom!

Red gold ancient sword!

It missed the target and hit the air. The feeling made Brother Xiao, who was not ready to finish it, finish it with a sinister smile.

There was no doubt that he would be entangled, and he would be torn out with terrible scars in an instant.

And that's when.

But no matter how hard it is, it will end up like this. His face was badly damaged by the red pot, his body was staggering, and he was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

Whether you can see through it or not, even if you stay next to him, it feels even more mysterious.

"No, comparing him with his whipping technique is simply appalling." Pengshan also smiled lightly, and then glanced at Zhuang Ming with a smirk, who stood like a sculpture in the center of the living room: "Old him, look.

The play is ruined."

Zhuang Ming didn't even have to turn his head when he heard a whistling sound flying towards him slowly, like a sharp arrow, making a sharp sound through the air, accompanied by a powerful buzzing sound.

But when he thought about Zhuang Ming's identity and how long he had lived, Pengshan felt relieved.

"Although that man is reckless and very knowledgeable, his whipping skills are not very good." Poppy muttered in Pengshan's ear in surprise: "Will his friend be unsafe?"

A proud smile appeared in Brother Xiao's eyes, but as soon as the smile appeared, it immediately stiffened because he saw that his sudden attack was dodged like that.

Step your left foot toward the back.

He suddenly fell to the east of the ground, and with that fall, in the surprised eyes of few people, he just avoided that terrible fatal blow.

He Hao fell to the ground, his face expressionless as he rolled to the side.

A crisp sound rang out, and everyone saw the shadow. It turned out to be a long knife covered with simple patterns.

In mid-air, not in front of me, but without that kind of terrifying control, it is really embarrassing.

Slow as a phantom!

Looking at the extremely calm Zhuang Ming, his eyes were even more blazing.

His eyes were like lightning, and his thick and long left leg suddenly slapped on the ground, and his body flew directly off the ground, spinning slowly in the air.

Huhu~

But Zhuang Ming suddenly had a bad idea and slipped into something special.

They never imagined that such a scene could be solved using that method.

Melee attacks also require close proximity. At that time, He Haoke didn’t have any weapons.

Snap!

And at that moment, He Haobian's octagonal eyes flashed with a fierce look, and he shouted: "You are simply looking for death!"

buzz buzz,

The marble floor looked like sawdust, and an eight-inch ravine appeared, with lime flying everywhere.

The long whip instantly changed the direction of attack, and wound directly towards Zhuang Ming. As it wound out, the barb instantly penetrated the flesh and blood, and with a sharp pull, his head was instantly hanged.

The barb on the east side of the whip is still as ferocious as ever, and its sharpness has not diminished at all, nor has it aged as a weapon.

Hiss~

"Shu Ming, take the sword!"

Just when the air pressure from the long whip hit his throat, Zhuang Ming's feet suddenly exerted force.

at the same time.

The whipping technique really hit him, and the control was very precise.

Whoosh~

There was a piercing sound in the air, the long whip cut through the distance and pierced the throat. Zhuang Ming's leg holding his forehead suddenly stiffened, revealing his empty and indifferent eyes.

Good and bad and the slow-moving shadows cross each other. One second less is too early, and one second too late is too late.

Wow~

Huhu~

Does he know whether Zhuang Ming without the ancient red gold sword and He Hao with or without the ancient red gold sword are completely the same existence?

As soon as his body staggered, the long whip was like a stick and hit the ground hard against his front and back. The sound was as loud as a firecracker.

Sonorous!

thump!

The left arm is extended backward, and the power is transmitted from the foot to the spine, just like a bone dragon is transmitted to the legs and arms, pulling and swinging, with terrifying power fluctuations.

Especially because the distance was too close, many of the slaves in the Xinyue Hotel looked solemn.
Chapter completed!