Sword Among Us

Chapter 1154, the sword is frightening (recommended)

Chapter 1154

"You owe a million people, and in the end you will definitely help Hu million. I don't want to be meaningless, and I don't want to find trouble for myself... I walk away."

The white-shirted son said a word, and everyone was shocked. Not only did all the male compatriots dare to believe that even some of the stunners such as Osaya were reluctant to swear, and even more unbelievable, they believed that the famous son of the soft-skinned egg was actually connected. Hu million also sipped in it.

Go away!

This sentence is the same as that of Osaya and Hu million.

"Humph!"

"The courage is not small!"

The Hu who spit Chinese spoke coldly: "The owner of the family, only the owner of the house can drink orders! What are you waiting for? Don't take people quickly!!"

The red lama also promised, the big red gong danced the hurricane, the nearby tables and chairs were suddenly torn and flew in all directions, and others were swept back to avoid the fish.

"presumptuous!"

The moves of a group of red lamas are not directed at the white-shirted son, but the old man who stood behind the white-shirted son and brought them a lot of oppression. The latter’s hands were shaken and the two lamas were directly The earthquake has to retreat a few steps, the strength of both sides is strong and weak, at a glance.

choke! !

The cold flashed.

In the late stage of mythology, the old man’s sword was unsheathed, and a little cold star instantly turned into a layered sword, and the sword sprinkled around, forming a circle, and protecting the white shirt.

A group of red lamas moved up and down, and the slender palms fell on the swords, and they were all offset. The sound of ping-pong was endless.

At the time, the inn lobby became a battlefield!

In addition to the table and chairs that the white-shirted son sits on, the tables and chairs are all fragmented, and even the most skilled craftsmen are hard to repair.

......

Snapped!

Hey! !

The pieces of the table and chairs in the inn were flying, and the gold-studded jade and a few buddies were hiding in the side and watched with trepidation: "I know that these barbarians must provoke right and wrong... Xiaowu! Go to prepare, wait for them to finish, not to kill them. A few current dishes can't be..."

"Ah, boss, I don't want to eat." Xiao Wuyi's face is awkward.

Gold inlaid jade eyes:

"moron!"

"I don't eat it when I eat it."

Xiaowu firmly shakes his head.

"It's not for you to eat, you are an idiot." Jin Jianyu was anxious, and he went up to the head of the man. "I am not going to prepare the guy, wait for more guests to come over, no table to entertain..." ..."

......

The strength of the late masters of mythology is stronger than the early stage of the paper mythology. It is not a problem with one enemy, three enemies and four, but with the increase of the number of red lamas in the end, the old man gradually can not support, and the strict sword defense line gradually appears. Vulnerabilities.

"Aha!!"

A red lama grabbed the opportunity of the old man's turn and turned from the side, a long shout, enough to open the crack of the cracked stone and greeted the back of the old man.

But when the palm of the hand arrived at the back of the old man, suddenly a majestic force slammed into his chest. The latter was like a smashing boulder. The chest collapsed on the spot and slammed at a faster speed. To the people who watched the war.

puff!

Blood sprinkled.

The red lama supported the small half body and pointed to the direction of the white-shirted son. "You, you..." said half of it, didn't come up in one breath, fell to the ground, and was on the spot.

However, the old man in the late stage of mythology is still in trouble!

I suddenly heard the wind behind me, and when I was shocked, my eyes showed a trace of flaws, and my chest was hit by two notes;

Hey!

Although the old man's sword swept out to hurt and injured, but when he came back, the mouth still oozes a trace of blood, his face is pale, his chest is violently ups and downs.

"kill!"

Although a group of red lamas were forced to retreat, they just saw a picture of one of their companions being killed. The shackles were even more stern, and they screamed in unison. The momentum rose and the palms of the world slammed into the sea...

In the late stage of mythology, the old man’s face changed!

Eleven red lamas were all shot out, and the momentum was even above the masters of the two mythical kings. This slamming him could not be accepted anyway, not to mention the fact that he had a dark wound.

at this time……

The silver fox and the phantom noticed a strange sword on the table in front of the white shirt!

Hey!

Even the man with the sword suddenly disappeared like a gust of wind.

So fast!

The people in the inn were surprised and surprised. A sly sword smashed into the eleven red lamas before the arrival of the palm wind!

Oh...

A series of tearing sounds.

A group of red lamas fluttered back and forth, smashing a few tables and chairs and slamming them.

No one knows what happened.

In the air, the palms of the wind are so astounding that they can't stand the foam of the scrutiny...

A group of red lamas were swayed by a gentle white shirt, and without exception, all the chests were torn open and the blood flowed.

As for the white shirt!

The moment the sword appeared, he returned to his seat, as if he had never moved. The long sword rested on the table, toasted, lightly, and leisurely.

"hiss……"

I don't know who brought the head, and there was a sound of cold air in the inn.

Even the silver fox and the phantom, there is also a feeling of unprecedented stimulation, heart and soul shock!

Hu million's face is slightly ugly!

The two Hu people stood up in vigilance and pulled out their weapons, blocking them in the vicinity of Hu million, staring at the white-shirted son;

Oh! !

Dozens of red lamas came in from the door, separated from the crowd, or raised their companions on the ground, or returned to Hu million to guard, or guarded against the white shirt, the atmosphere inside the inn was once again Become nervous, and the smell of gunpowder is stronger.

“Hu million is going to bring so many mythical masters to find the desert palace?”

A group of people in the Fengfeng Building have also left their seats and got up and looked at everything that happened in the lobby.

They listened to the system announcement and knew that there was a big event here. Someone started the site of the New Longmen Inn and took it to the treasure of the Desert Palace before they came here to see what happened.

But the situation at hand is clearly beyond their imagination!

Hu million!

A wealthy businessman who is rich in the world!

Brought hundreds of mythical realm masters to Longmen Inn...

Plus the martial arts people who met along the way;

The people on the side of the ruins of Xinlongmen Inn;

The army of the Jinyiwei system;

A mysterious young swordsman who has seriously injured a group of mythical masters...

The phantom suddenly felt that his strength was somewhat low. Just like dozens of elite brothers around him, it seems that even the million people who are determined to be in the desert palace can't cope!

"..."

Wu Kuo received the eyes of the phantom.

Unmoving, another letter pigeon broke out.

......

Because the white-shirted son was shocked by the sword, the atmosphere in the inn became complicated.

Hu million seems to feel an inexplicable sense of crisis from the other side's reach. Although he is protected by a group of masters, he still has no austerity, staring at the white-shirted son who exposed the peerless strength, and did not dare to order the people under his hands.

The only thing that did not show much surprise in the results of this fight was the source of the ‘Osaya’!

This mysterious Western beauty seems to have judged that the white-shirted son is very good in the morning, and it only shows the color of appreciation from beginning to end.

Until the atmosphere of the two sides fell into a stalemate, this opened the deadlock on the field:

"The sorcerer's swordsmanship has achieved the realm of the integration of human and sword, and is fully qualified to enter the desert palace and gain the share of the desert of the desert."

Osaya’s words shifted everyone’s attention from the situation that was just full of gunpowder to the treasures of the Desert Palace.

Most of the martial arts people present at the scene showed a greedy look.

......

Osaya speaks again:

"The slave family has an idea. The son and the Hu million cooperate to help him get the same thing inside. As for the other treasures, all of them belong to the son. How do you see the son?"

"No need."

In the late period of mythology, the old man interrupted Osaya’s proposal from the back:

"The time for the desert palace to appear is not much, and the organs are heavy. It is impossible to carry the gold jewelry inside. The treasure inside is not very useful to us. I add the owner’s attention. Things are the same as Hu’s ones.”

"..."

Osaya’s face changed and she resented: “The son.”

"..."

The white-shirted son silently raised his glass of wine, and for a moment he blinked his eyes: "Give your benefactor a word, a person with a scent of sorrow, keep his wealth, and say, the world, he... no qualification!"

call!

Wen Yan, in the right side of the hall, Hu million can not help but grow up, condescending, cold and stare at the white shirt son: "The son is afraid of misunderstanding, I Hu million, life is only a lifetime It is a businessman who pursues fame and fortune. There is not such a big ambition... But the treasure in the desert palace, I am determined to win! Osaya, I promise you, from now on, you come to me, the master with me. Together, help me with the people who dare to compete for the treasures of the desert palace... After the success, we will be clear and we will not owe each other!"

"What is the word?"

"A word is fixed!"

Hu million high chin, the tone is categorical.

The silver fox was keenly aware that at the moment Osaya promised Hu million, the white-shirted son had an extremely slight frowning expression.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

At this moment, suddenly there was a loud rolling laughter outside: "The world is big, it is not the kingdom! The treasure of the desert palace, the ancient things, is also the thing of my former dynasty... even if the Germans live, you Hu Millions are just a vendor, full of copper smell, but not the Lord!" The sarcasm of Hu million in the words is very obvious.

"Who!!"

"Stop!!" "Insult the owner! Die!!"

Outside the inn, a series of anger and messy walks and the sound of the swordsmanship sounded.

The inside of the inn was shocked.

This is still very lively, coming after wave after wave.

Snapped!

The door was quickly knocked open!

Countless sights are focused on the past.

Many people are right.

A group of people who were obviously dressed up by the Central Plains swaggered and walked in! Behind them, many of the martial arts masters who came out of the game and the Hu million people battled into a group and confronted each other.

"Which way is this coming?"

Many people secretly guessed;

Only when the white-shirted son heard the former dynasty, his body trembled slightly, and his eyes flashed a surprise.