In an instant, the originally unclear sky suddenly darkened, and the air seemed to have turned into a liquid, extremely viscous. The shadow of a goshawk appeared faintly in the sky, exuding a domineering arrogance. The middle-aged man was wearing yellow clothes. It also turned black.
A space of five or six meters came in a flash.
A trace of horror flashed across Tang Dingdong's exquisite face. The spirit of the middle-aged man locked her at the moment of the shot. There was no one around, but she didn't know how to dodge. It will increase the momentum of middle-aged people. With his arms crossed, two daggers slipped out of his sleeves, shining coldly.
With a kick of both feet, Tang Dingdong took the initiative to meet him like an arrow from the string. The dagger stabbed or slashed or swiped, creating a light and shadow, and he attacked more than 20 moves in an instant. Surrounded by daggers, he couldn't help but let out an exclamation.
The middle-aged man curled his fingers like claws, and after exchanging more than a dozen moves, he flicked on the dagger.
Ding-
With a clear and clear sound, Tang Dingdong was shocked as if struck by lightning, and the dagger in his right hand flew out, right in the direction of Liu Wei'an. Her two daggers were like two gates, and when she lost one dagger, the door opened wide. In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged man grabbed her shoulders.
boom!
Tang Dingdong flew upside down, staggered after landing, almost fell, the clothes on his shoulders were scratched, revealing his snow-white skin, the traces of three fingers penetrated half a centimeter into the skin, and his shoulders became red, swollen and black in the blink of an eye, which was shocking. From the right chest to the abdomen, there are three long bloodstains, nearly 20 centimeters, as long as it is a little bit half, I am afraid that it will not open the belly.
But Tang Dingdong kicked the middle-aged man's stomach with his bald head, expecting to push him back, but he didn't know that the kick was like kicking a metal stone. The middle-aged man's lower abdomen was so hard that it almost broke her leg Now, at the critical juncture, the remaining strength turned into a support, and she used her strength to shoot. Thanks to her quick change of moves, she avoided the killer move hidden by the middle-aged man. Even so, the middle-aged man shot too quickly and was still seriously injured.
Being escaped by Tang Dingdong, the middle-aged man seemed to feel ashamed. He snorted, and his voice turned into a sound wave and exploded in Tang Dingdong's mind. The person had already reached his eyes, closed his eyes, and said to himself: My life is over. The gap between the two is too great.
Seeing that Tang Dingdong was about to die under his claws, at a critical moment, a huge figure was snatched from the crowd. Why is it huge? Zhiyin is too big, with a big face, big hands, big legs and a big belly, like a mountain of meat bouncing out , I'm afraid it won't help five hundred catties.
laugh-
Roshan turned his body into a weapon and smashed it off the middle-aged man's head. The middle-aged man was naturally unwilling to let this unknown thing hit him. With a movement of his footsteps, the lightning moved back half a meter, and the Eagle Claw Kung Fu caught Roshan, but It felt abnormally slippery at the beginning of the hand, as if I had caught a loach, but I couldn't use my strength, and in the end I only scratched two pieces of rags.
A strong wind rose from his mind, the middle-aged man turned around in lightning, and made a move of goshawk dismemberment, which was extremely fierce, and the sneak attacker knew it very well, he turned back in a somersault, as nimble as a monkey. The middle-aged man glanced at him, but he was a short, thin young man, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a weathered face, but he looked like a veteran who had been struggling in society for more than ten years.
Another person walked in the crowd, with a tall and straight figure, clean and slender hands, and extremely neatly manicured nails. This is a pair of hands playing the piano, but at this moment they are holding a three-foot Qingfeng sword. They are about 21 or 22 years old. There is a hint of aristocratic style, neither slow nor slow, with a charming smile on his face, and the breath revealed inadvertently makes people dare not underestimate it.
The middle-aged man frowned slightly, where did so many outstanding young people come out, this fat man should only be in his twenties, his strength has already reached the late silver stage, and his future growth will be limitless. When he caught a glimpse of Qian Qidan's dead body on the ground which was already cold, his murderous intent flourished.
"Stump, hit him." Seeing the fierce look in the middle-aged man's eyes, the noble young man said immediately. When the middle-aged man turned his head, he drew his sword and stabbed at the middle-aged man's chest like a thunderbolt. Drawing the sword and stabbing the sword, the movements are done in one go, as fast as lightning. Obviously, he has practiced countless times, and he has achieved the state of being able to use it without thinking. The first person to attack, although he attacked openly, was quieter and swifter than a sneak attack.
laugh-
The soles of the middle-aged man's feet seemed to be equipped with traps. He moved three feet horizontally, looked at a sword hole in his chest, and broke out in a cold sweat. Immediately, a strong murderous intent surged, and he rushed towards the noble youth. Turned out, the surrounding crowd all felt breathless and terrified. The noble young man in the center didn't know how much pressure he had to bear.
The face of the noble youth remained unchanged, with a charming smile still hanging on his face. The Qingfeng sword exploded, transforming into thousands of sword shadows, covering the middle-aged man's body. The eagle claw skills are complicated and changeable, and each blow hits the tip of the sword accurately. With each impact, the smile of the noble youth becomes brighter. At what time, a bit hideous appeared faintly.
"See you can still laugh!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly, exerted force on his hand, and with a ding sound, the three-foot green sword was cut in two, and the noble youth spurted a mouthful of blood, crashing into the crowd. The middle-aged man made a second grab, only grabbing a piece of clothing. He had no time to catch up, and turned around to greet the skinny young man and the fat man called the stump.
One is as big as a mountain, attacking Shen Xiong with great strength, the other is as agile as lightning, jumping like flying, and the coordination is seamless, even entangled the middle-aged man for a while, but it just caught the middle-aged man by surprise. The middle-aged man has rich experience. After more than a dozen moves, he figured out the flaws of the two of them. After only three moves, the two of them were already dead. When danger arose, the noble youth came back again. I don't know where to find him again Come with a sword, straighten the sword and stab.
Three young people, one of them is as fast as flying, one of them is extremely powerful, and one of them is a combination of ecstasy and oddity. Any one of them is an extremely outstanding junior. If they are placed in other places, they will definitely shine brilliantly, but they are not enough for middle-aged people. After more than a dozen moves, as the noble youth was injured and vomited blood again, the three of them took the initiative to attack and turned into defense.
boom!
The middle-aged man withdrew his hand in lightning, and the bullets grazed his skin. The scorching air made his skin goose bumps. He raised his head, and Tang Dingdong fired three more shots.
"Hmph!" The middle-aged man flicked his sleeves, and the clothes made of ordinary materials became as hard as iron and stone, and the bullets couldn't penetrate them. The sleeves shook, and three bullets were shot out, one for the thin company man, one for the tree stump and one for the noble youth.
The thin man groaned and turned to avoid it, with a bloodstain on his face.
The young nobleman swung his sword and struck the bullet impartially, but he couldn't avoid the force of the bullet. His chest trembled, another mouthful of blood spewed out, and he retreated three steps in a row.
The stump let out a loud cry, his left cheek was bloody, and half of his ear was shot off by a bullet.
Surprised and angry, Tang Dingdong limped forward.
"Ding dong, you go first." The noble young man raised his sword again, his sword glowing, different from the lightning-fast one before, it was slow and heavy.
The middle-aged man showed a bit of dignity, and with a move of his hands, shadows of claws appeared all over the sky, attacking the thin man, the tree stump, and Tang Dingdong who was rushing forward, at this moment, a dozen or so students in camouflage uniforms squeezed away The crowd rushed in, shouting loudly.
"Which bastard dares to bully Dingdong."
"If you dare to bully and come to Xinglong Military Academy, you will get impatient with your feelings."
"You must grab the flagpole and squat!"
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"Students, hurry up, this person is amazing!" Tang Dingdong stepped up his attack, hoping to entangle the middle-aged man. It could pose a threat to the middle-aged man, but he showed his flaws and was caught by the middle-aged man, who pointed his finger on the dagger.
Ding!
Tang Dingdong spun and fell out, spraying blood three times in a row, his face extremely pale.
"Bastard!" A dozen or so students were furious, no matter how much they bullied the few, they rushed forward in a swarm. Some of these students were evolutionaries, and some were not, but no matter whether they were or not, their attacks were extremely sharp and clean. Li Suo, it is a military boxing.
Military boxing is the crystallization of many years of reform in the military. It is simple, clear, and powerful. It is powerful for beginners, but it is easy to practice and difficult to achieve. Practice and talent are also very important, and the dozen or so people in front of you have all practiced to a high level, and the crowd of onlookers, those who know it, don't think it is a big deal, and those who don't know it are all surprised.
However, the biggest shortcoming of military boxing is the external kung fu, without internal support, it can be done quickly but not for a long time. The young man suddenly launched a violent attack, there was a scream, and the students flew out one after another, falling more than ten meters away, or there was a scratch mark on the shoulder, chest or back, with bones visible deep, and their faces were painful.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen students were all injured and flew out. Only the noble youth, the thin man and the tree stump were still struggling to support themselves, but they were already sweating profusely and couldn't last long.
"Take them all down." The middle-aged man shouted at the subordinates brought by Qian Qidan. Qian Qidan brought out a total of twenty people, eight or nine of them were killed by Tang Dingdong, and half of them remained. He got an order, and immediately rushed to these students who were lying on the ground and couldn't get up.
"Stop!" At this moment, a figure shot over from a distance. This person's face was dark, and a scar on his face was lying like a centipede. He was extremely terrifying, stepping on the shoulders of the crowd and rushing towards him.
It is Hei Yanluo, one of the instructors of Xinglong Military Academy.
The middle-aged man's eyes flashed brightly, and not only did he not stop, but he accelerated his attack speed. The thin man lost his grip at first, and was scratched by his claws on his back. He screamed and flew out, and then the tree stump was bounced away.
Ding!
The half-cut sword of the noble youth flew out, and it was too late to back away. His throat tightened, and the middle-aged man had already grabbed his neck. The figure flickered, and Hei Yanluo landed on the ground.