"Lord’s mansion?"
Wu Tiantong’s side smashed a heavy door plaque with a sneer and marched into the fight. The backyard was full of slaps and fanned a person to the ground.
At the same time, face upwards and drink
"Chen Boyu still doesn’t come out to die!"
"It is you who will die!"
A crisp sound and a steep wind from the side, a beautiful image with an iron sword in hand, roared.
The beautiful image and exquisite iron sword are not consistent at all, but it is cut out in the hands of the bearer, which is spread all over the place.
When the sword broke through the bluestone, there were ferocious cracks on the ground.
Tieguanyin Lin Paner!
"Huh?"
Wu Tiantong side first eyebrows a pick.
"Master!"
"Come on!"
In the face of the sword that came from the angry chop, he turned out to be evasive and evasive. He made a fist with one hand and went against the trend to meet the roar of the past boxing front.
Baquan!
Peng!’
Sword Gang fist strength collided with Lin Paner’s face turned white, and the whole person vomited blood and suddenly retreated, but the general rule of Wu Tian was that his body flashed slightly.
The gap between them is obvious.
This is by no means Lin Paner weak.
The cultivation of innate mixed yuan is really successful, and she has the guidance of her father. Whether she is repairing or Wushu, she is the top strong among the first-class masters.
but
Wu Tiantong is stronger!
And it is hard to understand that it is not innate but horrible!
The aftermath of boxing strength alone collapsed a stone wall on one side, and it was impossible to fly a few fighters close to the pulp refining out of close quarters.
"die!"
A man leaps from the rear with a sword, like a cold star, and points at the back of Wu Tiantong’s head.
"Fei Xingjian Li Guxing?"
Wu Tiantong turned back and reached five fingers, but it was directly buckled to the incoming blade, accompanied by arm twisting, and the iron-cutting sword was also twisted.
The blade of the five-finger sword broke suddenly.
A palm forced Li Guhang Wu Tiantong face dew sneer towering scanning the quartet big drink a way
"Who else?"
"me!"
A sullen middle-aged man appeared near the crowd, and a few flashes of ghosts appeared in front of Wu Tiantong.
"Yang Shensi, the deputy leader of the Bamboo Gang?"
Visually, the visitor Wu Tiantong’s face showed dignified for the first time, and the moon-shielding knife appeared in his big hand behind his big stretch.
Nine swords against the sky!