No one thought that there was still a person in this seemingly hidden sewage pipe.
Su Hai Harrier heard the laughter of the two people in front suddenly stop, and was secretly surprised. When he turned a corner, he saw Feng and Dou Muqi standing motionless, and at a position about ten steps in front of them, unexpectedly. There stood a stooped cleaner aunt, even her hair was gray. But just such an aunt with a broomstick made people shudder.
Su Hai Harrier was a little farther away, and the dangerous breath hadn't reached him yet, so much so that he was thinking about how someone would clean the sewage pipes? When he walked in three or five steps, he saw Feng's fist clenched tightly, and the lines of his face were a bit flared because of the tension.
Someone actually knows we are here! How could it be possible that Juncai is an extremely cautious person, although he is careless and informal on weekdays, he is never ambiguous in major matters. Accidents like today, or misjudgments, are simply fatal. It is simply too simple to kill them in the sewage pipe.
Who has such insight and overall view? Those killers with well-developed limbs would definitely not be able to do it, let alone those amateurish guys. Accurate judgment of time, the ability to grasp the overall situation, including knowing the details, such an opponent is by no means general.
Of course, this strong man like a sweeping old monk must not be able to do it, she is just a killer, but since his leadership is as strong as a demon, then she must be at least as strong as a demon.
"Take a good look at you, Brother Feng." Dou Mu Hao didn't even look behind his back, just murmured such a sentence, then rolled his sleeves, and walked towards the cleaner with his body swaying. In his opinion, whatever you do, even if you hold a large broomstick, Lao Tzu is the devil blocking and killing the devil, and the Buddha blocking and killing the Buddha.
The cleaner was motionless and watched Dou Muxie walking towards him. Although Dou Muxie’s six-yao spirit was not sharp, it was majestic and mighty, and most people couldn’t resist it, and opponents who were too far behind would even be involuntarily involuntarily. Kneeling down on both knees, no fighting spirit. But now Dou Mu Hao has urged his aura to the extreme, but the cleaner in front of him hasn't even reacted at all.
She didn't move, and Dou Mu Hao couldn't just shoot directly like this, guarding the main points of her body with infuriating energy, fully guarding the enemy's sneak attack, and then uttering like the Vatican: "This friend is so hard and diligent. It's all here. I just don't know who we have offended, so we can afford a master like you?"
"Someone wants to take your life." When the cleaner spoke, he didn't look at Dou Mu Hao, but stared at Feng behind him, "Are you Daijun?" The voice was surprisingly calm, it was hard to imagine, such a one. The amiable aunt sweeper is actually a killer? "I want to kill you." Auntie was quite confident when she said this, as if there was no King Kong like the black tower in front of her.
"You can't kill him." Dou Muqi's fist gradually clenched, and his voice was full of sonorous voices. It seemed that he raised his hand casually, but it had already blocked the enemy's attacking direction.
"It seems that if you want to kill him, you have to kill it with you. What a pity, tut, what a pity." The cleaner said helplessly, "I don't like killing people the least." After speaking, he sighed slowly, "Unfortunately." Nothing." She doesn’t move, and she’s overwhelming when she moves. The broom in my hand is actually the same as the Judge's Pen, but the Judge's Pen is too long and too big. The judge's pens are all acupuncture points, his broomstick is open and closed, and every broomstick is a sharp weapon under the infusion of true energy.
Dou Muqi suffered a weapon loss, his chest was swept by the broom abruptly, and the clothes on his chest were torn out of shape at once, and his chest was slightly reddish. It was because of the magical skill of Dou Muqi, his chest was still hot. Hurts. "No, do you want to be so strong? The master said that I can look at the rivers and lakes after three to five years of going down the mountain. Why do I meet some Xiaoqiang who can't beat them!" Sora bombarded the Aunt Sweeper. This style of play was extremely laborious, but the opponent had the advantage of weapons.
"The internal strength is good, the head is almost accurate." Aunt Sweeper still commented leisurely after the fight, as if it was not her who was fighting hard in the field, but was explaining the principles of martial arts to his younger generations. "Be careful, kid!" The number of the broomsticks suddenly changed. The dust on the ground was stirred up and the two tumbling figures became a little fuzzy.
"What's the point of the magic wand reduction method? Look at my diamond power!" Dou Muqi was born in Zen, and he naturally has a deep understanding of the magic wand reduction method that originated from Buddhism. This set of staff seems to be full of flaws and lack of stamina, but once the enemy is struggling with it, it will fall into a full set of layers, and cannot get out until exhausted. Dou Muqi was not fooled by this. He sold a flaw and took a step back pretending to be unstable, causing Aunt Sweeper to hit his left chest with the broom. Just when the broom was sweeping to the left chest of Dou Muxie, he had already accumulated energy for a long time and dashed forward, grabbing the broomstick, and the sturdy qi flowed out of his fingers, and he was ready to give birth to it. The wood broomstick is crushed! Abandon your weapons, I see how arrogant you are!
The risk of this action just now is still very high. If you don’t know how to do it, you will be seriously injured. The opponent is also an expert. Relying on the body protector may not be able to receive the enemy’s attack. Fortunately, his chest was only slightly scratched by the broom.
"Crack!" With a sound, the sweeping broom broke in two. The wooden broomstick did not explain it. As the weapon was destroyed, the battle seemed to be over. Dou Muqi was quietly proud of it, and it seemed that I was stronger. The immense pressure that erupted from the tip of my finger just now had to be broken even if it was an iron broom, this supernatural power was qualified to be proud.
"Even the weapon is lost, I think you don't want to fight this battle." With a faint smile on Dou Mu Hao's face, he was about to take a step backwards. Anyway, he has no perfect chance of winning against this enemy. Now he is next to him. Without strong backup, the overall situation is absolutely important. If you can add two to five, and both sides take a step back, that would be great. It's a pity that he didn't finish speaking before he fell back heavily. Dai Juncao and Su Haiyao strode forward, but saw a sharp cut on Dou Muqi's chest.