The wind blew, and a leaf broke away from the branches and floated down. The figure surrounded the white figure, and the branches swayed violently. The figure slid to the ground against the tree body, and its neck tilted, and it died there. Around the figures, there were still besieging each other, covering each other and moving, no one cared about who was the one who was hit.

Slap the slap…

A pair of white socks and black shoes ran on the ground. Every time the steps passed, the soil burst. A heavy gun went forward and blocked a man with a long stick. He slashed his palm on it. Zhou Tong shook his arms, swung the heavy gun away, and pushed the other party's palm back.

"Master Zhou... Thank you for helping me..." The man said, and the old man twisted his back and threw it back. As he rolled on the ground, the figure of the white scholar robe on the opposite side forced several people to kick in, kicked him, and stepped towards the position where the person just said thank you. The ground cracked, and a piece of bluestone buried in the soil was also smashed to pieces.

The mud was muddy and the gravel splashed. Zhou Tong took half a step, raised his iron arm, and shot it simple and simple shot to "Bai Ning's chest. With a bang, the robe was lifted up, and his long legs were turned up and he pressed down the spear head. The old man's arms were shocked violently, as if he was pressed down a thousand pounds. With a bang, the spear head was buried directly into the soil.

"Seeking for a dead end." "Bai Ning" stared at him coldly, and his feet slid forward along the head of the gun. The gun body could not bear it, so he bent inward and bowed the whole thing.

Nearby, two people from the martial arts world rushed over with their weapons. "Bai Ning" just moved his arms. Two muffled sounds sounded in their chests. The figures fell back and rolled to the ground and turned into blood gourds.

Zhou Tong was pressed by one of the opponent's feet, and suddenly released a hand and fist to open the leg of "Bai Ning". He shouted loudly, "Ah!!", and the heavy gun flipped up the soil and shoveled it downwards. "Bai Ning" kept flying backwards. Behind him, a Green Forest Man who used a knife rushed over from behind, and a knife was slashed on the back of the back figure.

可

The figure turned around and hurriedly caught the blade with one hand.

"ah"

Zhou Tong raised his face, raised his arms suddenly, and the spear head shoveled to the ground suddenly flew upwards. The spear head rubbed through the air. The moment it touched the other party's lower abdomen, he reached out with one hand and held the steel gun that was coming in lightly. "Bai Ning" glanced at the old man with a slant, twisted the blade clamped with his right hand, waved it, and with a bang, two pieces of blades and corpses flew out, and blood dripped from the air.

There were not many helpers around him... Zhou Tong shouted again, and he broke the heavy gun out of the opponent's hand with both hands, and swung the wheel around.

Huh... In the blink of an eye, the gun rod became bent in a hurry, and the ground under the old man's feet burst open with a loud bang. When his feet were trapped in the soil, his arms slammed downwards.

With a loud bang, "Bai Ning" flew back to the tower monument in a somewhat embarrassed manner and dodged to the side. The inscription behind him was directly smashed into pieces by the force that had just reached its peak. The fragments of the rock splashed into the air, and the embarrassing figure waved his sleeves to sweep it away.

The old man arched his back, panting, staring at the figure over there with an angry eyes. The other party shook his cuffs and looked over. Not long after, footsteps sounded from behind. The old man dared not look back, but he could also hear that the young man Li Wenshu brought the rest of the people over.

"Don't come over," he shouted with everyone on his back.

At this time, the people from the martial arts world who came over seemed to have not heard him. They rushed up with weapons and relied on the crowd. Among the crowd, Qin Mian looked haggard and red with his eyes, as if he was running wildly with everyone.

"Bai Ning!!! I'm going to give my sister Wan's life back"

The white figure stood at the four-shattered inscription, "I won't play with you..." Then his feet suddenly fell to the ground, stretched out his arms, spread his palms into the air, gradually darkening, and a light black smoke floated up.

In front, there were many overlapping figures running towards this side, and "Bai Ning" grabbed the air, and the black became rich. When someone rushed to see the other person's face clearly, he subconsciously stopped and felt a little scared.

"Don't go over! You are no match for him!!" The old man was still shouting behind him.

After this sound, "Bai Ning" stretched out his arms and pushed forward.

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Suddenly, the wind broke, and the soil on the flat ground was blown up. The person in front stagnated, then the whole body flew back without sound, and his body suddenly exploded in the air, sprinkling blood and flesh, pouring the whole person holding weapons behind him, and he also directly hit the figure of Qi. His clothes shattered for a moment, and his body was shattered and his body was foul.

Qin Mian ran in the middle, not knowing what was going on, and then he felt like he was hit by a sprinting war horse. Then he turned dizzy and smashed on a tree. The shaking leaves fell on his face, and even the perception of blood flowing out of his mouth could not be felt.

Finally, Li Wenshu saw the whole process clearly. More than a hundred people went up, and the other party just had one move... and they all lay down after one encounter. Some people wailed and died in a black and festered state. Some people escaped the disaster, but were also affected and were seriously injured.

"Bai Ning... Bai Ning's martial arts... Didn't he use a sword?... Empty hand... How could empty hand be so powerful..." Li Wenshu was stimulated a lot and his body swayed and stumbled.

The next moment, he suddenly pulled out the Jinyan Sword, ran wildly on the soil, and rushed towards the other party. "Bai Ning" looked at him, turned around expressionlessly, and waved his sleeves.

"No, don't live"

After a short rest, Zhou Tong stood up from the ground, swung his gun and picked up a piece of inscription the size of a millstone from the ground, and smashed it in front of the rushing figure.

Bang

The stone exploded and exploded in the middle between the two. Only then did the figure realize something and hurriedly stopped. "Bai Ning" turned his back to the two of them and walked towards the stairs hovering under the Tower of Tongtian, with a cold warning.

"I don't care about foreign affairs. Get out of here and don't bother me."

Li Wenshu and Zhou Tong looked at each other, as if they were a little surprised, unlike the style of the admiral of the East Factory. On the other side, they were about to step on the ladder and lowered the first step.

A sound came from the wind.

On the wall where the stone steps were against, rows of tiny steel needles were tinging... The extremely nails came up. "Bai Ning" glanced at it and looked towards the other side of the woods. The long-sleeved red sleeves danced in the air. The graceful figure was leaping on the end of the tree, and six or seven other figures followed behind it, and then fell down.

‘Bai Ning’ turned his head.

"Xiao Ping'er... I put you last time, because I don't want to have any troubles. You guys are endless."

The skirt was raised, and the little feet wearing embroidered shoes were walking below. The woman glanced at Zhou Tong and the others over there, as well as the wailing people in the martial arts world, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth.

He held his hand behind him and looked at the other person with his chest.

"I'm here, I'm not fighting you."

"Oh?" The eyes of 'Bai Ning' finally had a look of confusion.

"Because... really, he has come here, he wants to come to you to settle the old accounts." She said.

At the foot of the mountain, the sound of horse hooves gradually rose, and the outlines of war horses appeared at the end. The firelight was divided into two rows. In the dim and swaying light, the Jinyiwei, the Sword, and even the six doors of the constables came one by one, squeezing the space.

Then, they all knelt down on one knee.

"We welcome the Lord"

"We welcome the Lord"

The sound of thousands of people sounded in this night, and the frightened birds were flying around the mountains. In the darkness there, a figure came over and raised his robe and sat down.

A eunuch hurriedly slapped over as a stool.

Black gold-edged pattern, dragon-painted python. A black knife inserted into the soil, Bai Ning took off his mask and looked over there.

"…haven't seen you for a long time."

ps: Update today
Chapter completed!