Devil Martial Bloodline System

Muyi stopped from a distance, with a gloomy smile on his face, and then asked in a loud voice, "who are you? Why are you blocking the door of our thousand army mansion? Do you think there is no one in our thousand army mansion?"

when Muyi appeared, lengde and others also gathered around.

As soon as Muyi came up, Leng de tied the whole Qianjun mansion to his chariot, but he sneered, "brother Qin is the one who came to find you in Muwang mansion to settle accounts, which has nothing to do with other people in Qianjun mansion. As for the purpose of doing this

it's just for everyone to be a witness, just for fear that some people don't have the courage to come out to see talents, so they have to do it."

"Haha" wood wing bleak smile "who should I be? It turns out that as long as the chamber of commerce is hit, no one can be spared.

With each blow, there is always one person who is beaten to vomit blood and fly back. The weaker one is directly killed by one blow.

This way of fighting is not only difficult for Muyi to accept, even other people who saw the battle were stunned and speechless.

Zhao Yueru on the other side frowned with disdain. "How can this man be so rude and insulting? It's like a savage fighting."

Mo Wuyou shook his head solemnly. "His strength is more terrible than we imagined, and it is much more terrible."

Looking at Qin Shaoyu who is killing like a barbarian over there, Mo wuchou shrinks his neck with fright. He thinks in his heart that if he really went out just now, he would be directly beaten by a punch.

Even Leng de and others who are familiar with Qin Shaoyu on the other side are relatively speechless.

They are familiar with Qin Shaoyu and know his usual way of fighting, but because of this, they are even more shocked. This way of fighting is obviously playing with their opponents, and they don't pay attention to them at all.

They know that Qin Shaoyu is very powerful, but they didn't expect that in just a few months, his strength once again exceeded their expectations.

Qin Shaoyu's arrogant rolling all the violence in front of him is so direct that there is no skill to speak of. He uses this way to express his unhappiness.

Qin Shaoyu killed more than a dozen so-called experts in Muwang mansion. The remaining seven or eight people stood by Muyi, retreating with Qin Shaoyu's approaching step by step.

"Lao Tzu and you fight" the strong young man beside Muyi felt extremely depressed. At this time, he could no longer bear a roar. The whole man jumped out of his hand and chopped the sword fiercely to produce a strong fighting spirit. The sword shrouded the fierce fighting spirit, as if he wanted to penetrate the body.

Qin Shaoyu's spirit was shocked by the attack of the strong youth.

"Hahaha" Qin Shaoyu split his mouth with a cold smile, ignoring the surprised eyes of the spectators. The whole person bumped into the past and turned a blind eye to the coming sword.

"You're going to die" the stout boy roared, and his whole body's fighting spirit was integrated into the sword. This is a gifted guy. His strength is much stronger than that of Mu Jianfei around Fengyou.

But this kind of strength in Qin Shaoyu's eyes is still nothing, in all people's incredible exclamation, Qin Shaoyu barehanded a stout boy's sword in his hand.

The strong fighting spirit was easily scattered by him, and the spirit weapon level sword was easily seized by him.

When Qin Shaoyu suddenly pulled, the stout boy was suddenly pulled by a force that was so huge that he couldn't imagine. Not only was the sword in his hand taken away, but the whole man was also taken forward.

At this time, the strong boy's body is facing Qin Shaoyu, who comes from the barbaric collision.

"Bang"

"Ga Bang"

the sound of impact was accompanied by a brittle sound of bone fracture. The whole young man was hit by Qin Shaoyu like a broken kite and flew out in an instant. His people were still in the air and had blood

surging wildly.

When the stout boy landed, he rolled twice like a rag sack. He was lying on his back, his whole chest was soft and shriveled, and the blood stains on his face could not cover up his painful and twisted face. The bulging of his eyes proved how powerful he was at the time of impact.

Muyi swallows his saliva difficultly. The death of the stout boy has shocked him so much that he has imagined countless possibilities, but he never thought that the battle would go on like this.

The stout boy is the real elite around him. He is shocked that the guy who advocates violence should be killed by such violent means.

Qin Shaoyu's savage attack has already made Muyi crazy, but what is more is the fear from the bottom of his heart. The people who have always looked down on him have forced him to this point and killed him so many powerful hands.

In fact, the strength of Muyi is good, but he has no determination to fight to death. Under the protection of his confidants, he retreated step by step. At this time, Muyi was in chaos, and everything in front of him was subversive.

"Protect the little prince and return to the camp" the two teenagers roared. They waved their weapons and rushed to the front.