The two men turned over one after another and then there was a sound.

"who?"
He Fang mouth drink himself out of the wall body in half a handle soft sword has appeared in the hands of the sword light shining on one side.
Meng Jian and Ma Gong followed suit and jumped out.
Three people came into view one after another, but it was two bodies.
In this short blink of an eye, the two men were vigorous and powerful, and they were killed by people.
"who?"
Meng Jian gun stopped in front of He Fang roar loud.
"Come out!"
"Woof …"
"woof!"
Dogs bark one after another, and some courtyards are even more subtle’ rustling’. Obviously, I heard the movement here.
"Must it be that big?"
A figure in the dark slowly line out shake head a way
"Others still have to work late at night, yelling and disturbing people. Where is the public morality of the quiet pavilion?"
"Who are you?" He Fang holds soft sword with caution.
"How dare you offend the whale gang? Do you know what it is?"
"Ah …" Zhou Yi gently hummed and dumped the long knife of cutting.
"I was just about to ask!"
"Monday?" Ma Gong Shen Kou
"Is it you?"
"Is it meaningful now?" Zhou Yi smiled faintly.
"You three might as well shoot!"
He stood with a knife and looked relaxed. At first glance, he was full of flaws, but I didn’t know it, but it made people afraid to act rashly.
Knife!
Ma Gong’s eyes contracted and he looked at Zhou Yi’s long knife.
He found that no matter how Zhou Yiru moved the blade, it didn’t shake at all, and even the qi and blood movement seemed to be suppressed.
There are many experts in red-violet teaching, among which there are naturally many experts in knife cutting, but there are few who can do this.
Even the Lord who has refined dirt and successfully repaired red incense can’t do it!
"Be careful"
Ma Gong low mouth.
"This person has a strong knife method!"
He Fang, Meng Jian smell speech heart is not a tight.
Meng Jian!’
"yes"
Meng Jianshen took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes and approached slowly with a gun in his hand.
The gun is the king of hundreds of soldiers, and it is also a thief of hundreds of soldiers. It is often impossible to prevent people from being powerful, fast and changeable in human fighting.
Double guns are even more so!
Meng Jian’s short gun is only three inches long, and its blade is sharp. There is a red tassel, and the gun tip is hidden in the red tassel and stabbed out.
"Hey!"
Guns go with people.
The pace of coordination is a straight stab, and it is even more difficult to predict and resist the double-gun serial.
It is with this skill that Meng Jian’s status around Dong He can be shaken.
"Ding …"
"when!"
Collision ring
Holding a knife in his hand, Zhou Yi, although still green in face, is always scary, and the knife light flashes firmly to stop the incoming spear.
The knife is shaking, and the hammering gun type shows instability instantly.
Three strokes!
He is sure to slay his opponent on the spot in three strokes!
But there are two people besides Meng Jianchang.
"Going …"
Ma Gong has always been cautious, but once he has made a decision, he can instantly abandon his distractions and go faster than He Fang.
Red lotus palm!
The industry is burning!
Ma Gong’s hands in the palm of his hand were a latosolic red move, as sharp as a high wind and a crossbow, and he stepped on it one step at a time.
Peng!’
The palm strength turned out to be a virtual explosion.
Refine the skin into a great success!
No one thought that Ma Gong, who has been silent for a long time without breathing, had a feeling of being in teaching and was about to be refined.