"Let go!" Hei Yanluo looked at the middle-aged man coldly, his eyes like knives.
"If instructor Tang said this, it's okay, but you can't." The middle-aged man said flatly.
"Hey." Hei Yanluo shot suddenly, his shadow was like a ghost, and he circled the field, but he heard the sound of clicking, and Hei Yanluo returned to his original position. A dozen of Qian Qidan's men were all lying on the ground, moaning Unceasingly, either the arm was broken, or the legs were broken, and all of them lost their fighting power in an instant.
Those students who fell to the ground struggled to get up and walked behind Hei Yanluo. The eyes of the middle-aged man narrowed slightly, revealing a trace of solemnity.
"What's going on?" Hei Yanluo looked directly at Tang Dingdong. Among the classmates, Tang Dingdong had always been the head of the students.
Tang Dingdong recounted the passage of time anxiously, and then waited for Hei Yanluo's punishment. Xinglong Military Academy had strict school rules, and she committed suicide without permission. I don't know-
"Good kill." Hei Yanluo's light sentence not only relieved Tang Dingdong, but also relieved the students behind. Hei Yanluo has always been known for his sternness in school. He is not restrained in his words and smiles. He takes it for granted if he does a good job.
"Tang Tiande, you should know the fate of offending the Xinglong Military Academy." Hei Yanluo's calm voice could not hear any joy or anger, but when he said a word, everyone felt that the building was full of wind and rain.
Only then did the students of Xinglong Military Academy know the name of this formidable middle-aged man.
The corner of Tang Tiande's mouth twitched, with a half-smile: "Hei Yanluo, isn't the consequence of meddling in other people's business not enough? One scar on the face is not enough, should we add another one?"
All the students were horrified. The horrible scar on Hei Yanluo's face has always been a mystery, and those who knew it kept it secret. They didn't want it to be caused by meddling, and it seemed to be related to Tang Tiande.
"Excellent." Hei Yanluo's clothes were suddenly close to the flesh, and he approached at an indescribable speed. He and Tang Tiande were seven or eight meters away, and suddenly they were in front of them.
Tang Tiande has been staring at Hei Yanluo all the time, he has already reacted as soon as he moved, he tried hard with his fingers, trying to crush the neck of the noble young man, but he still took a step, his arm hurt, he had already been caught by Hei Yanluo, and his whole arm seemed to be shattered. It wasn't his own, he couldn't break free even after three times of force, Hei Yanluo's hand was as hard and indestructible as steel.
"go to hell!"
Tang Tiande pecked with his right hand, and he tensed your eagle claw skills to make the nod of the phoenix. It was really shocking, and the wind and thunder blew up. Others only felt that even a huge boulder would be pecked to pieces. Many students exclaimed and dared not look at it. Noble youth.
Seeing that the noble youth was about to be pecked out of a hole, a person suddenly changed in front of him, into the swarthy face of Hei Yanluo.
boom-
A thunder sounded out of nowhere, Tang Tiande took a step back, and Hei Yanluo shook his upper body, pushed with his left hand, pushing the noble youth out, stepped forward with his feet, and made more than a dozen moves in an instant with his right hand, chopping, poking, chopping, stabbing , For a moment, Tang Tiande was covered by hand shadows all over the sky, and there were afterimages.
Tang Tiande had all his kung fu in his hands, and he was going fast and fast, but at this moment he was also caught in a hurry, the figures of the two suddenly rejoined, and they separated for a moment. Tang Tiande screamed and threw it backwards. Almost at the same time, two figures shot out from a distance, still making moves tens of meters away.
"The lunatics stay alive."
"Hugh is crazy!"
One wields the saber and the other wields the sword. The one who wields the saber moves widely and swiftly like thunder, while the one who wields the sword is sophisticated and incomparably subtle. Hei Yanluo calmed down, waited for the sword to come, and suddenly struck out, slashing out twelve palm swords in a row, the swords and swords connected together, like the flowing water of the Yangtze River, one wave after another, continuous.
"Not good—" The face of the knife maker suddenly changed drastically, the posture of the knife changed, the tip of the knife changed, and he swung a circle, but he could not draw any more after he drew half of the circle. into a long river, sending out a terrible suction. He sucked his knife, the strong wind hit his face, his heart was not good, he was about to abandon the knife and backed away, his arm lightened, and he saw an arm holding a knife flying in the sky, blood sprayed wildly, and then felt the pain from the distance rushing like a tide whole body.
"Ah—" The sword wielder roared like a beast, looking at the shoulder-length broken arm, with a ferocious and painful expression. Hei Yanluo turned around, clasped his palms together, pressed hard on the top, and a column of air blasted out.
Wherever it passes, the void is distorted and terrifying.
The long sword of the sword maker almost touched Hei Yanluo's shoulder, and the light of the sword twisted like a snake in the flash. It has been returned to the students.
He snorted softly and fell back to the ground. Although he could have chopped off Hei Yanluo's head with a single sword just now, he would also be seriously injured. He didn't want to hurt himself for a Hei Yanluo.
Snapped!
An arm fell from the sky, fingers still gripping the knife tightly. This is naturally the arm of the sword wielder. The three of them fought too quickly, and the arm fell off after the battle was over. The sword wielder stopped screaming, and stared at Hei Yanluo with resentful eyes, wishing to choose someone and devour him . A large number of people rushed out from the urban area, and two of them ran very fast, rushing over to bandage his wound.
"Wait a while and find a chance to escape, everyone take care of yourself." Hei Yanluo whispered. All the students were shocked when they heard this. In their eyes, the instructor is the most powerful. No matter what dangers he encountered, Hei Yanluo never said a word and never showed weakness. , but now for the first time, he said that he took care of himself, which shows that the situation has reached the point of life and death.
Seeing Hei Yanluo's serious face and the panic on the faces of his classmates, Tang Dingdong regretted it for the first time, all because of his recklessness.
"You're right." Hei Yanluo seemed to have seen Tang Dingdong's psychology, and a plain sentence made Tang Dingdong immediately glow with high fighting spirit.
More than 50 people rushed out, all of them were strong and weighed more than 110 kilograms. After these people rushed over, they quickly separated from the crowd and knelt in two rows, wielding knives and swords, and Tang Tiande, who got up from the ground, stood at the front Guard, stooping deeply. A classic car that symbolizes the noble status is used from the gate. This kind of old antique should have been placed in the museum, but now it has been driven out.
"Hello, third master!" More than fifty people shouted in unison.
The car door opened, and a middle-aged man in his forties walked out. His figure was thin. His steps were very light. There were two mustaches at the corners of his mouth. When he smiled, he turned up slightly. He first glanced at the pale Tang Tiande and the knife wielder with a broken arm, and smiled, but did not speak, but the two bowed their heads deeply, too frightened to take a breath.
"Who is this person?" Liu Wei'an noticed that since the middle-aged man appeared, the whole market has become quiet, and people on the edge have sneaked away. The person who didn't walk is not because he didn't want to leave, but because he was worried that his movements would be too big and attract other people's attention.
"Master Qian!" Seal Qing said in a low voice.
"Mr. Qian? What's his name? His father is so arrogant?" Liu Wei'an was curious. He couldn't be a father and call his son Mr. San.
"Hush—" Seal Qing turned pale with fright, "Master, keep your voice down. The Qian family is very powerful, and if you offend someone from the Qian family, you will basically be unable to survive." Seeing the panic in the surrounding crowd, he spoke He didn't hear Liu Wei'an's rebellious words, so he felt relieved and said in a low voice, "I don't know the name of the third master Qian. I only know that he is the third one. Everyone calls him the third master."
"Are you afraid of him?" Liu Weian asked casually.
"No one here is afraid of him." Seal Qing smiled wryly.
"Can he still surpass Ma Xuewang?" Liu Wei'an asked back.
"Governor Ma is the governor of a province after all. His every move is watched by many people, and he can't do many things, but Mr. Qian never has to worry about doing things, and he is also the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau." Seal Qing explained.
"Thugs in legal clothes." Liu Wei'an said.
"This metaphor—someone came again." Seal Qing was surprised, this time the people who came did not come from the urban area, but from outside the suburbs.
Students, nearly one hundred students, had replaced their school uniforms with camouflage uniforms. Many of them no longer had the childishness they should have seen at the age of eighteen or nineteen, and their scarred skin added a mature atmosphere.
Hei Yanluo saw so many students rushing over, the anxiety in his eyes flashed away, he didn't speak, his expression was normal, he watched Qian Sanye quietly after reading Qian Qidan's body and then walked over.
"Anyone who bullies our Xinglong Military Academy doesn't want to live anymore."
"No matter who it is, we can't bully our classmates."
"No need, we advance and retreat together!"
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The blood of the students was boiling. Although most of them were not carrying weapons, there was no trace of fear in their eyes. With a wave of Tang Dingdong's hand, everyone shut their mouths, showing the prestige of the eldest sister.
At a distance of ten meters, Third Master Qian stopped and looked at the scene with great interest. He smiled lightly on his face, as if the dead Qian Qidan was not from the Qian family. When the students of Xinglong Military Academy calmed down, he glanced at Tang Dingdong, and then fell on Hei Yanluo: "Ten years ago, you meddled in your own business, and I left a mark on your face. , I don’t have a long memory.”
Tang Dingdong felt a chill in his heart, this person turned out to be Mr. Qian. Qian Sanye is very famous in Xinfeng City, but few people know that he knows martial arts.
Hei Yanluo waited in silence.
"The Qian family can't die in vain. Anyone who kills my Qian family will die, and another 10 lives will be added." Qian Sanye said casually, but it shocked and angered all Xinglong University students. If it weren't for the fact that Hei Yanluo hadn't spoken yet, they might have already cursed out loud.
"Third Lord, forgive me. When Instructor Tang left, he handed over the students to me. I can't let him down." Hei Yanluo said.
"You're pressing me with the surname Tang!" Third Master Qian was furious in vain, with a murderous aura gushing out.