"The attack hits here, but this place is not a fatal injury. 3. The fastest," said the corpse lying on the ground, touching its chest.

"It's not a fatal injury, but a fatal blow." Another person squatting opposite, used his supernatural power to distinguish the corpse and swept the corpse with confidence, "As for fatal injuries, it can be said that as long as it is a vital place, there are injuries, which add up to it will become fatal injuries... What's going on with this Mingzhi Soul? Is the Mingzhi Soul supernatural power with such a heavy technique?"

"High-mechanical superpowers?" The man who checked his chest shook his head and pointed at the part that attacked the hit, "This is just a flying sound slash."

"How is that possible?" The person who was experiencing his vision immediately returned to the front chest of the corpse.

Feiyin Slash?

He was surprised, not because this ability is so famous, but on the contrary, it is because this ability is too ordinary and too ordinary. As long as the people in their dragon team have achieved the sound of mind, it is easy to master this ability, but few people will waste their time and energy on such a mere third-level superpower.

But now, it is such a low-level superpower that they look down on, which has caused such terrifying injuries. If you kill someone, you will definitely not take this superpower seriously.

Ju Fang.

Lu Ping and others didn't even ask, but they all knew the name of this person. Like them, they were all members of the Dragon Team, but they were even more difficult and unsociable than those of them who were independent and special. But this person's ability was not fake. He committed a serious crime under the jurisdiction of the Changfeng Empire, and the three major jurisdictions sent experts to arrest him, and they did not hide or hide, and they broke out a bloody path. After that, they fled into the Xuanjun Empire and encountered the city lord Long of Zhiling City, and was taken in to the Dragon Team, but they were still alone. Because of the reputation of being fierce, even the Dragon Team did not dare to provoke this thorn easily. Who would have thought that they would die in this cold street so easily.

"Maybe there are other means to limit his actions?"

The man who had another round of vision shook his head gently, but he found no trace. But maybe it was just a means of leaving no trace? While thinking, he stood up, but his eyes fell on the boss who had never dared to move since they came.

"What did you see? Say it to me without missing a word." He pointed to the boss and said.

"Yes, sir!" The boss bowed quickly and said everything he saw and heard was exactly what he saw and heard. After hearing this, the two finally showed a somewhat relieved expression.

"It's quite unexpected to fight."

"Ju Fang must have not expected the other party to take action so decisively."

"But this distance..." After one person looked at the distance between Mu Table and Ju fell to the ground, the two looked at each other and nodded together, and they knew the speed of the attack. Finally, they left without saying a word.

The boss who wanted to close the stall early in the morning did not move. His expression looked a little numb. He looked at the street intersection and saw another figure walking towards him.

This is the fifth wave, right?

The boss thought to himself. After Lu Ping and others left, some people followed this one after another. The two who had just left were the fourth wave. If this person was also chasing this matter, then it would be the fifth wave.

Several waves of people, some were dressed in rags, some were well-dressed; some were vicious, some were cold-looking, but their actions were quite consistent after coming: check the corpse, ask questions, and chase after them.

They seemed to be companions with the dead man on the ground, but no one paid attention to him on the street, and even had no relevant explanation to the boss. The boss couldn't figure out whether he had reported to the official position now.

After sending away wave after wave, the boss was not as panicked as before. He quietly waited for the man who seemed to be the fifth wave.

There was only one person in this wave, a fat man who looked harmless. He didn't even look at the corpse on the ground, but walked straight to the boss and said happily: "Boss, come a bowl of noodles."

"Ah?" The boss was stunned. Isn't this a passerby, but a guest? But how could ordinary guests see someone who is so indifferent on the ground?

"Come on the bowl of noodles." The fat man repeated his request at this time.

"Okay, OK. What kind of face do you want?" asked the boss.

The fat man looked at the dining signs hanging on the wall very seriously, and finally made up his mind: "Come on the bowl of beef noodles and use the largest bowl."

"Okay." The boss didn't dare to neglect it. But there was no difference in size in the noodle bowl here, so he had to put more noodles and cut more meat, and put a bowl full of them. Looking at the fat man, he had actually sat on the table where the five of them had not even had time to collect the noodle bowl.

"The noodles are coming!" The boss didn't dare to make trouble, so he shouted and served this bowl of extra-double beef noodles.

The fat man looked very satisfied, and his eyes were almost sinking into the fatty meat. He pulled the chopsticks and started eating it slurpingly. The noodles were still sliced ​​beef. He took whatever he had chopsticks and sent it to his mouth. It didn't stop for a second, and a bowl of noodles was full. In less than a minute, it was already in the sky. The boss was a little stunned. This was not a place to eat noodles, it was obviously swallowing.

The fat man after eating the noodles showed a satisfied smile, and then his eyes fell on the other five noodle bowls on the table.

This is the noodles left over from Lu Ping and the other five. Before the boss had time to clean up, the first wave of Dragon Team members had arrived. However, the four waves of people checked the body and asked him about the process, but they had never paid attention to these five bowls of leftover noodles.

Five bowls of noodles, two bowls were left with most of them, two bowls had some residual soup, and one bowl, but there was not even a drop of soup left, which was very clean and thorough. The fat man immediately became interested in this bowl.

"Did you lick all the bowls after eating this bowl?" he asked.

"Ah?" The boss was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but walk over. He didn't even pay much attention to the five bowls of leftover noodles. When he walked closer, he found that the bowl was really clean, just like a wash.

"How did he eat?" the fat man asked the boss.

"He... ate very seriously!" The boss thought hard and finally used the description of seriousness, and then felt that it was extremely appropriate.

"Eat seriously, that's great!" the fat man praised, then looked at the other four bowls, and twitched his nose from time to time.

Finally, he glanced at the corpse underground and asked casually: "What do you think of that guy?"

"They?" the boss was stunned.

"That's the people I've been here before." said the fat man.

"They... they were all a little surprised and said that they just used one blow, called Feiyinzhan." The boss really remembered that, after all, the previous four waves, except for the first wave, they were single-handedly without anyone to communicate, and the rest of them were talking to each other. Feiyinzhan, a noun that was unfamiliar to him, finally recorded it after listening to it three times.

"Apart from that, is there any difference?" the fat man asked again.

The boss shook his head.

"Where are their numbers?" the fat man asked again.

"The first wave was one person, then three people came, and then two people came, and then two people came, and then you were." The boss said.

"Okay." The fat man nodded, waved his hand, and a few cents fell on the table.
Chapter completed!