Martial King’s Retired Life

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There was a lot of ice and rain outside the window, and the wooden window was heard softly and crunchily, and then silver light broke through the window, like the wind was blowing. The sound of wooden windows is extremely slight, and it is almost unheard of in the rain. If not all the players present are experts, it is likely that they will ignore the past. This shows that this offensive is fast. Although this inn is only a small town inn, Jiangnan is quick to be rich, and the wood used is not high-quality, and it is always a good good. However, if this is broken, it can be seen that the destructive power of the other party cannot be underestimated.

The silver light flashed like electricity, but I saw the silver dragon pouring in. When the air spins quickly, numerous splashes are raised. The water drips everywhere and the skin feels sore. This water is naturally the ice and rain outside the window. The raindrops touch the skin and hurt, which is naturally caused by the internal strength.

The emperor didn't look at it, and he didn't retreat halfway. He lifted the knife in his hand towards the sky and split it. When the beep sounded, the opponent's offensive was blocked.

The man yelled, "The thief, the bottom of the hand is so fierce !!" When talking, the bottom of the hand is not slow,-the silver dragon shakes away from the left and right, as fast as the wind, because the water vapor outside the window is very heavy, there is water vapor in the offensive, even There is a faint sense of rushing eyes.

But the emperor was still not in a hurry. The knife in his hand frequently came out, left-to-right-to-knife, which touched the sharp edge of the opponent, and every time he touched the opponent's body shape, it was slower. After counting the knives, the silver light was close to collapse, and it could not protect the original owner's appearance. It seems that the small knife in the emperor's hand is a big-handed knife with a handle, which is difficult to compete regardless of distance and weight.

In the room, four masters were already ready.

They are Tang Ye of the Six Doors, \ 'Hundred Battles Undead' Bai Lai Mu, Ye Luo on the side of the king, and a grinning young man.

The four had arrived as soon as the man was talking. Without waiting for his shot, he could stop him before he rushed to the emperor.

But it is also a coincidence that, except for the five Qianlong seventeen men brought by the emperor, except for one dragon who is older, the rest are young people with less experience. Although it was because the emperor loved him, he wanted to take the opportunity to train, but these people have only a few days to serve the emperor. I don't know the emperor's temper, but they like to go to battle.

If it weren't for the young man, the other three would have snatched up and tied the flowers at that moment.

The young man was surnamed, and everyone else called him the same. No one remembers the name for too long. He is also a man on the side of a king. At the age of twenty-seven and eighteen years, the abundant gods are like jade, and they are extremely handsome. Because the appearance was too soft, the emperor arranged an errand for him. Anyway, although this person is not good at martial arts, he is really careful. As a gentleman, he can make a plate of goods every day, but it makes sense.

Ye Luo saw him stop and anxiously said, "Catch you alone and let it go! The emperor ... the master has been assassinated!"

But the young man alone said, "It's no secret that this person is lurking outside, hasn't Tang also found out?"

Tang Yan nodded and said, "I will be there when I enter the house, and it will be half an hour."

Dugu laughed: "I want to come to our master and found out. Only to figure out who he is and what kind of school, he kept him. The province was shocked and he escaped but not beautiful. At this moment, the master wants to show his skills. Do n’t stop when you are here. You see, this marksmanship is at its best. ”

Ye Luo was startled: "The man used a gun? I said why it was so fast. It turned out to depend on the length of the weapon.

Tang Yan said: "Unfortunately, martial arts are not successful."

Four people-Qi nodded.

Just looking at the indoor fighting, it is said that the fighting is not fierce at all. The emperor waited for work with ease and slowed down with a slow speed. The opponent who beat him was almost out of temper. Since entering the house, this man has covered his body with silver light, as if wearing a silver light shield. At this moment it was dissipating a little bit. It turned out that this man's offensive was all based on a quick word. Under the emperor's play, it really did not take the slightest advantage.

The emperor shouted, using a small knife to perform a large knife, from top to bottom,-the knife force split Huashan, the strong wind hit the face, and the cut face hurt

The man had to stop and heard a loud noise, the silver light scattered and restored to a Taoist figure.

Tang Yan moves the fastest, grabs a kick and kicks this person to the ground, and everyone sees it clearly. This man is only twenty-six and sixteen years old. The born Jianmei star is quite handsome, but he is still a jade-faced man. Tang Xuan took the sword again and found that the silver gun in his hand grew up, but it was an imitation. The ancient-style big gun is rare today. The gun's silver flickered, as if made of silver, but the silver was soft and hard, but the gun was supposed to be a golden iron. Therefore, we can resist the sharp edge of the emperor's knife. Play small 1

"Who are you? Sneaky looking out of the window, it's rude. If you don't tell the truth, teach you suffering."

The politeness of the emperor's words was polite, but it was a custom in the martial arts. Most of them really wanted to give some trouble. And this bitter life suffers four words, if it falls in the mouth of the evil faction, it will be strange and **** and cruel torture.

The young man's face changed, and he grinned, "I'm not as good as people. Now that I am in your hands, Pipisha is accountable. If you want any letter from my mouth, you can't remember it.

Tang Yan was holding the gun. He was observing it and heard the words interjected: "What's your name? Pippi shrimp?"

"Go! I'm surnamed Pi, the skin of a tanner!"

Ye Luo touched his chin, Nahan said, "That's not the skin of Pippi shrimp.

The mad young man with a surname of Pi has a lot of blood to vomit: "You guys are going to insult me ​​and kill

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