Sun Hunter

I fell back to two steps, Yang Siyuan and Meiling stood beside him with their weapons, staring at Shanpu. Yampu at a glance at the indifferent darts, but still did not show up:

"Why do you want to help people who are famous at the Taihang Sword."

I sneered, and the darts on the chest laughed:

"I'm afraid it's your darts that hurt me. Si Yuan, Meiling, you retreat."

Yang Siyuan and Meiling saw the indifferent to the flying knife, but they didn't see the blood flowing out. They were shocked, but they said indifferently that they had to retreat, and they had to listen. The two retreated to Bai Weiwei and continued to keep an eye on the development of the situation.

Shanpu also felt puzzled. Why did the darts hit the indifference but did not see the symptoms of injuries, and it could not help but remind him of the first time when he was indifferent in the Guandi Temple.

He was not injured at all. At that time, he suspected that he had the kung fu of gold bells and iron cloth shirts, but he was almost kicked to death by himself. Yampu couldn't figure it out.

Living indifferent, the eyes are fierce and strange.

"You are not injured, can you really have the kung fu of iron cloth shirt?"

"Hahaha." I laughed indifferently. He did not expect that Shanpu also knew China's iron cloth shirt.

"Is it ridiculous?"

"Then I will let you die, I don't have the kung fu of iron cloth shirts, it's your dart too blunt, too weak, don't wear my body, do you want to try my flying knife?" I don't know when it will

There was a flying knife in the indifferent hand, and it was on the eyes of Shanpu.

Shanpu suddenly became extremely nervous. He had taught indifferent flying knives. Although it was only a stone at that time, he also made him unforgettable for life.

The knife gripped tightly. I saw him indifferently and laughed again.

"Don't be nervous, I don't plan to solve you with a flying knife, because that's too cheap you."

Shanpu Junwu was completely angry. He howl and swarmed straight into the indifference, like a knife, but they were all resolved by indifference.

After the knife, I found out the opportunity. While Yamura used the old way, the left hand suddenly raised a loud loud slap on the face of Shanpu.

Leave the five -finger mountain printing. He slashed several knives in front of him to prevent indifference from attacking. He shook his head fiercely, and the blurred scene in front of him became clear.

Shanpu did not touch his face. Although he thought, it was a shame for him. His angry limit. Howling made the whole face scary. His double knife flashed with cold light and hit directly.

I was indifferent, this time he couldn't care about his life, and a knife was a powerful killing trick.

I dodge indifferently. He saw that Shanpu had already been killed to fight. He knew that the flaws of Shanpu must be much at this time, but he must not take it out, because Shanpu, a mighty killing method, attacked him.

Although the flaws can be succeeded, they are also likely to hurt themselves. So just use the dragon knife to open his knife and use a variable body to transform to avoid his attack.

Taming a beast, but this beast is more cruel and dangerous than any beast.

Dozens of tricks Hou Shanpu Junwu's knife gradually slowed down, and the large -intensity attack consumed his physical strength. In addition, the knife mouth on his body was still bleeding.

, The pace was a bit messy. The indifferent physical fitness gradually recovered. He finally found the empty existence from Yampu, and the Long Ming Dao Kaishan opened Shanpu's weak spy, and he picked the hands of Shanpu's hands like a pseudo -picked lightning.

The blood on the wrist of Shanpu sprayed, and the double knife fell to the ground. Then I fell into the air indifferent.

He spit a few sips of blood, struggled to stand up, and looked at the indifference.

Meiling felt that all this was too cruel, and she didn't have the courage to look at it again. Yampu was the only Japanese she knew in China. She was messy in her heart, and she didn't know what to do for a while. This war made her worth her to get her worthy of her.

The lover who loved her life also made her lose too much. Her tears couldn't help flowing.

Suddenly held Long Mingdao and walked towards Shanpu step by step, and slowly lifted the knife.

"Come on, it's my honor to die in your hands." Saupu said the blood in the corner of his mouth.

"Don't kill him."

At this time, Meiling yelled and rushed up, hugging and crying indifferently, crying while crying.

"Brother indifferent, don't kill him, let him go."

Although he didn't understand the huge pain in Meiling at this moment, he felt Meiling's willingness from Meiling's crying. Looking at Shanpu, who was like abandoned, he slowly put down his knife.

"Captain, can't let him go, you forgot Sun Ye, the folks of Liu Zhuang, and the wolf soul warrior who has forgotten Zhao Kunming and the wolf soul warrior who died in his hands?"

Say.

Yang Siyuan's words seemed to be a heavy bomb deeply shook the indifference, Sun Yan, Zhao Kunming, the wolf soul warrior and the folks rushed forward. He pushed Meiling away.

The knife raised it again. Meiling stopped crying. She didn't stop it. Yang Siyuan's words also shocked her deeply.

It was gradually murderous. She was not surprised at this change at Shanpu and Shanpu. He came to China to kill countless people.

"Liu Zhuang's folks are killed by you." The indifferent words were cold like ice.

"I don’t know what you say Liu Zhuang, kill it if you want to kill, don't talk so much nonsense."

"Liu Zhuang believes that you must know that the place where we have been stationed before the three battalions is the village where you take people."

"Hahaha, Liu Zhuang, I slaughter the village, you can put all the killing things on my head. But trouble you to get a little bit." Shanpu laughed a few times, but now I don't care about these.

"Shanpujun, when do you come here, how do you know that I will go from here."

"I came here in February, you can't hide me by the killing knife of the god sword."

When he heard this indifferently, he slowly put down Long Mingdao and looked at the enemy with blood and pale complexion. He suddenly felt that he was pitiful.