urban wolf

On the top of a tall building, Wuya transcends the mundane, standing against the wind in a blue shirt, with long sleeves and no sword in his hand, but his whole body is like a sword, with the kind of sword that seems never to be muddy for this world. Clear eyes stared at the group of women around him, Xiahou Yiren, Jingzang, Yinye Luanyu, Yingying, Diewu, Qingluan Huofeng, Murakami Zhaohui, Zi Yan, and the savage girl Xiaoyu, whoever Ye Feng Girls with some strength around me all appeared here.

Yehe Jiahua sat cross-legged next to Wuya, and said calmly: "A wise man must make mistakes. We calculated that killing Nangong Yuting would cause Ye Feng's mental breakdown, but we didn't calculate that Nangong Yuting was in Ye Feng's forces. prestige."

Under the high-rise building, tens of thousands of people surrounded the high-rise building, and they were all Fenglang Yeyu's brothers, Li Xuanqi, Wu Dahai, Xu Zhirong, Ma Kai, Ling Fei, and Fenglang Yeyu's fourth brother who came from various provinces. The acting leader, leading the strongest brothers, came to avenge Yuhou. Helicopters were flying around. It was Lin Cangao who came from the Middle East after getting the news. So they drove the helicopter in, Suzhou was in chaos, the army should have been dispatched, but the army was dispatched, but there was no peacekeeping, but all news was blocked on the periphery of Suzhou, and even the most advanced radio waves were used , interfere with the intervention of all signals.

Wuya, a hero of swords standing at the pinnacle of martial arts in Asia.

An emperor in the sword who has looked down on the whole of China for decades as a bystander. When he was young, he killed a thousand people and broke a sword.

Never failed in a lifetime!

Even Leng Yue, Long Si, and Wudang Qingling Daoist, who hold the lifeblood of the Chinese underworld dynasty, and above all, Qingdi Zhenren and Daoist Qingdi have to admit that this man is the real strong man who holds the dragon vein.

"Are you going together, or fighting with wheels? There are so many people, it may not be able to stop me." Wu Ya said indifferently, looking at the situation around him, he didn't seem to feel any fear.

"We want revenge, not confront you." Shadow said coldly.When Muramasa drew his sword, the surrounding air was instantly stagnant and dull. As expected of the number one weapon on the Japanese weapon list, even the most famous and bloodthirsty Tianzhi Congyun was no match for him. It's just that the head has been slashed down, and there is no limit to staying still.Just when he was about to cut down the number one swordsman in the world, Wu Ya smiled smartly, his movements could not be seen at all, and a burst of abundant and blatant sword intent easily forcibly broke the shadow's astonishing aura.

The picture freezes in an instant, as if time has stopped flowing for thousands of years.

Indifferently and peacefully, Wu Ya cross-cutting the sword to hold the Muramasa Yaodao that made his long hair fly wildly because of the majestic sword intent, slightly surprised, then smiled with relief: "Yao Dao Muramasa, good. "

Without saying a word, the shadow did not waste this precious opportunity after drawing his sword first to attack.Qingzhe's feet kicked towards Wuya's wide-open chest with lightning, but after that, the shadow could no longer advance an inch. Because of the stagnant force, Yehe Jiahua cooperated again, and a ray of Buddha's light struck towards the shadow's chest, but at this time The seven-character mantra of Guanyin has already been recited in Jingzang's mouth, and the lion seal is firmly printed on the Buddha's breath.

Immediately afterwards, Zi Yan stepped forward, without the slightest flashy movements. For her, being able to defeat the enemy and kill people is the real realm!

Seeing that both Wuya and Yehe Jiahua were dragged back, Xia Houyi stepped forward and also shot out the sword energy, but as the sword energy dissipated, she told us that what she hit was just an afterimage.

Wuya and Yeho Jiahua were no longer here.

Wu Ya, who hadn't taken the initiative, appeared beside Qingluan Huofeng in a leisurely manner, swung his sword energy, and pushed the two women to the bottom of the floor.

Die Wu's throwing knife surged like mercury pouring down the ground, and shot at Yehe Jiahua who had put the attack target on Xiaoyu's body. The slight numbness of her arm made her a little shocked. What kind of strong person is the trajectory to attack himself.

Everyone's eyes were burning with hatred, and the originally gorgeous illusion of Yinye Luanyu, leaving aside the gorgeous posture and the secretiveness of the front, flew to Wu Ya's side in a profound and mysterious way, but it disappeared without getting close to him. .

In just a split second, blood oozes slightly from the palms of everyone's palms.

There are bright sword stars blooming on the supreme majestic roof, and several vigorous figures like dragons are dazzling when they separate and rejoin.

But suddenly, there was a violent roar on the balcony, and almost everyone was shaken back.

Wu Ya, who stood proudly in the center, and Yehe Jiahua, who sat cross-legged, both showed coldness on their faces. Everyone knew that the real battle had just begun.

Wuya snorted coldly, and the sword energy on his body was no longer stagnant or obstructed, and the transcendent aura burst out in an instant made everyone quietly moved.

Countless sword qi shot out, disturbing all directions.

With a clanging blow, everyone backed up dozens of steps, stopped at the edge of the dangerous roof, and the bloodshot corners of their mouths made everyone terrified.

Yehe Jiahua, who was also preparing to exert all his strength, let out a soft drink. His cool expression remained unchanged, but the murderous intent on his brows was enough to make ordinary people give up resistance altogether. This is the real master, who wins without fighting.

Yehe Jiahua's wrists trembled slightly, and his hands were sealed in a mysterious way that everyone had never seen before. Before everyone recovered, Yehe Jiahua's jade-like left hand was pushed out like lightning, and he shouted: "Break!"

It is better to cut off one of the enemy's ten fingers. Yehe Jiahua also has this awareness. He saw that the strongest of these people is the Xiahouyi people, and quickly hit the Xiahouyi people with a seal

Even if she hurriedly drew a circle and wanted to use the Tai Chi Ye Feng taught her to defend against the sudden attack, Xiahou Yiren was hit firmly in the chest, and the Tai Chi Zangyuan that could have been able to evade all thunder attacks was also blocked by Wu Ya's weird gesture Breaking through cleanly, Xiahou Yiren, who supported the ground with his sword, knelt down on one knee and forcibly swallowed the blood gushing out of his chest back into his stomach, with sharp anger shooting out of his cold and hot eyes.

"Of course Tai Chi can destroy the vast and profound Beidou numbers in China's arsenal, after all, it is still inferior to me in front of me. Go to hell." Wu Ya said lightly, exuding loneliness and coldness all over his body, watching Xiahou Yiren who got up slowly , no pity, only ridicule.

"Dead? I'll die if I don't kill you. Ye Feng won't forgive me."

Xiahou Yiren suddenly tapped the ground, leaving a sunken toe mark on the spot, and flew towards Wuya whose pupils shrank instantly at a speed beyond normal imagination. The sword energy drew an elegant and bright arc in the air, and roared: " Even if you are a god, I am not afraid."