Peerless War God in City

Hundreds of guards.

Mighty, just like the ant colony, instantly, will surround the youth.

Looking at the crowd, just like a mountain, the boy slowly took off the mask. To his astonishment, his face was very young, and he looked only about 15 years old.

However, his eyes, but do not know the flash, an incomparable cold light.

There is no wave in the youth's heart.

He just killed two people.

It's not over.

He'll tell everyone, this is the beginning.

Not the end!

It's just the appetizer of a killing feast!

Click!

Juvenile, gently take back the knife.

"Plop!"

Suddenly, the body was picked in the air, just like a dead dog, fell to the ground!

And the youth, lightly from his corpse stepped in the past, complexion, Gu Jing wubo.

Then.

He stood across the street with a knife.

Alone, facing hundreds of people.

His figure is very weak. After all, he is only a 15-year-old boy.

On the opposite side, hundreds of people gathered in front of the mountain torrent, he was small like a grain of sand in the sea.

It's not a kind of illusion.

It's like, juvenile, just fell into the sea, a drop of ink, although bright, but soon, will be diluted, and then, become useless, as if never.

However.

The next moment.

The momentum of the young man suddenly changed.

It's like a ghost.

I see.

In the face of hundreds of people, the thin and weak youth did not shrink back.

On the contrary.

One man is not good.

Never mind.

Enter the tiger's den alone, do not retreat, but advance, into the crowd.

"Pooh

"Pooh

The sound is like the wind.

Fast as thunder.

The young man's knife... Soon, it was too fast for people to see clearly.

It's so unpredictable, so incredible!

And his body method.

Then... Faster.

Just like a startled goose, flash by!

Youth, like a dragonfly, like a ghost, shuttles in the escort of hundreds of people.

Where the blade passes, blood flows like a stream!

Raindrops rustle.

Mind concussion!

Hundreds of people in the guard, non-stop out of the scream.

And without a sound, it means that a person has fallen.

Within a few minutes, they had already fallen, 60 or 70 people!

"My God!"

"I didn't expect that the little Madman's Kung Fu is so high. No wonder he dares to find Luo Xiang's trouble alone!"

"Yes, looking at his age, that is, 15 or 16 years old, I didn't expect that he could fight so well!"

"Well, no matter how powerful he is, he is Xingyi, and he belongs to Jiangnan City. Luo Xiang's father, who is the prince of Jiangnan City, is the commander of the army of the southern border army, and a close friend of emperor Shitian. If he dares to provoke Luo Xiang, he will surely die!"

"Look, this young man, after all, is a flash in the pan. Even if it is beautiful and dazzling, it will turn into mud after all."

"Yes, the Luo family, but the big family in Nanjing is much stronger than the five big families in Xingyi."

In the lane next to the main street, a pair of eyes, one after another, projected on the young, that thin body, there are exclamation, disdain, and sigh.

Although we all don't know the identity of the teenager, his strength really surprised them.

It's just.

In front of such a colossus as Luo's, this young man, no matter how fierce, is only a mole ant.

It's impossible to pry the mountain of Luo's family with his own strength!