The Inverted Dragon is Scale

One punch!

Just one punch will blow a master around Wu crack without a trace. This strength is enough to impress everyone present.

Just now, when he competed with Tu Xin, he still had something to keep, and there was no result in the fight between the two, which was forcibly blocked by Wen weak.

Now seeing the black robed boy punch Wang Lei out with his extraordinary fast sword, naturally makes people have a new understanding of him.

Tu Xin finally stopped turning the book, glanced at the black robed boy's hand, and finally fell on his calm and calm face. His eyes were very strange.

He knew that he had been too careless just now. If it wasn't for the weak and weak to stop the record for themselves in time, I'm afraid I would really suffer a big loss in front of this seemingly weak guy.

Qin Han was also surprised. He stared at the black robed boy and murmured, "he has such strength."

After a brief shock, Wenwei giggled, reached out and grabbed the black robed boy's sleeve, said with a soft face: "Xiangma childe is really powerful, which makes the weak feel like melting."

The black robed boy raised his arm and wanted to pull his sleeves out of Wen's weak hand. However, he tried several times and failed.

The gentle and weak blinked his innocent big eyes, looked at the black robed boy pitifully, and said in a voice: "does young master Yanma hate the weak so much? Didn't you just say that we would set foot in Kunlun to find the holy palace? "

"Please respect yourself, Miss Wen."

"Why don't I respect myself?" The gentle and weak said with a wronged face: "I just like it, so I can't help but want to get closer. It's not that you have any skin affinity with Mr. Xiang Ma. Why does Mr. Xiang Ma accuse you of being weak? "

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Wu crack looked up at the sky. After waiting for a while, he still didn't see the trend that his auxiliary General Wang Lei fell from that hole. Looks like it's bad.

Staring at the black robed boy fiercely, he sneered and said: "no wonder you dare to do such a arrogant thing. Your feelings are based on your strength - since you don't show mercy, you will hurt my general. I don't need to talk about family friendship with you today. "

"To speak out, our generation should do its duty. Why are you arrogant? "

"The Yan people in the west wind don't use the Yan Family's flaming fist ---- are you really Yan Xiangma?"

"There are many things I can. Why use an ox knife to kill chickens? "

"So good." Wu's eyes shrunk, his body suddenly rushed out and rushed towards Li shepherd in front of him.

Chug--------

The black iron sword in his hand turned into a black torrent and chopped at the head of the black robed boy.

It's the same move as Wang Lei's fast sword just now.

Military split!

This is a move that senior generals in the army must practice every day, and it is also the most suitable move to chop at once.

Simple, sharp and overbearing.

High lethality.

Different from fast sword Wang Lei, the speed of Wu crack is faster.

There are countless illusions in the air. When you see him just jump up, the blade of the long sword has reached the top of his head.

The strength of the long sword is more ferocious.

When the sword goes down, the darkness around the blade is heavy, like a black veil.

The sword Qi has condensed into essence, completely enveloping the black robed boy.

The strong wind roared, and the dishes and chopsticks on the table danced and banged.

The black robed boy's eyes were slightly cold. He could clearly feel the pressure brought by this sword.

Moreover, there was a bloody smell in the sword Qi. It is proved that Wu crack killed many people with this sword. When the blade was soaked in blood for a long time, the blood smell has entered the sword smell.

There are so many murderers that such a peculiar smell appears.

It seems that the general Wu crack personally went to the battle to kill the enemy. Unlike other princes and princes, he shouted a few times in the rear and took the biggest battle merit.

The boy in black moved.

The fist hidden in the sleeve hit again.

This time, his white, thin, bony and powerful fingers had turned red, and a raging flame was burning around his fist.

Fire fist!

Xifeng Yan's "flame fist"!

Different from the real flame fist, the flame of Yan's flame fist is burning outside, while the flame fist made by the black robed boy is burning inside.

In other words, take the flesh and blood as the fuel, and then force out to condense into an open fire.

Boom-------

The red flame crashed into the black sword curtain, and the hissing sound came. It was two powerful forces colliding and swallowing each other.

Click-------

The black iron sword in Wu crack's hand was broken in two.

The black energy burst everywhere in an instant, and the red flame rushed forward, and the momentum fiercely crashed into the Wu crack's chest.

"Well --"

Wu crack snorted, and his body retreated rapidly towards the rear.

Two auxiliary generals jumped up at the same time, one left and one right put them in the middle, and protected him with their own bodies to avoid his body hitting the stone wall of the inn.

Bang!

This is the sound of the two auxiliary generals' spine touching the stone wall.

The two auxiliary generals vomited blood, and their bodies slid down the stone wall. They forced Wu crack to fall to the ground.

"Poof" -- "

Wu's cracked throat vomited, and blood gushed out of his mouth at the same time.

"General." A group of people gathered around and looked at Wu crack with worried faces.

At the scene, the only middle-aged man wearing a scholar's robe and holding an origami fan quickly came forward and put his hand behind Wu crack to push the palace and promote blood circulation and supplement Zhenyuan for him.

After several breaths, Wu's face finally eased.

Wu crack stared fiercely at the black robed boy and said in a vicious voice, "what a Yan Xiangma. The Yan Family's flame fist really deserves its reputation, but have you neglected one thing? "

"What did you ignore?" The black robed boy asked with a calm face. Wang Lei, who was born in the royal family of great martial arts, was badly hurt by another punch. If someone hadn't taken care of him behind him, he might not be able to get up now. However, he seems to have done a trivial thing, and there is no arrogance and complacency of young people.

"Perhaps for him, these are just small scenes." Wen weak looked at the expression of the black robed boy and thought to himself.

"This is Dawu." Wu crack took the silk scarf handed over by the middle-aged scribe and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth“ If you hurt me, you don't want to go out alive. "

"I came with great difficulty. I won't go out easily."

"That's funny." Wu crack opened his mouth to laugh, but he was involved in the injury of his internal organs. He was so painful that he shouted cold air. The fist fire of the fire fist just now hit his chest and was absorbed by him. Now the fire group is tumbling in his chest. Although there is the massage and suppression of intelligent scholar Zhang Lingyun, it still remains in it. It can't be forced out in a moment and a half.

Wu crack wiped the silk handkerchief at the corners of his mouth and loosened it. The white silk and satin was blown away by the cool wind and floated outside.

"Kill him." Wu crack shouted coldly.

"Yes."

More than a dozen auxiliary generals drew their swords at the same time and rushed towards the black robed boy.

Wu crack himself was not reconciled. Ignoring the obstruction of Zhi scholar Zhang Lingyun, he rushed towards the black robed boy again.

This time, he will make him pay a heavy price.

Whoosh--------

The green silk danced like a long green snake hovering above the inn hall.

With a weak wrist, the long green snake rushed towards several generals.

The generals had to change direction and cut the green silk with their sharp swords.

They knew that if they wanted to kill the black robed boy, they had to kill the woman who was in the way first.

"What's the matter? Do you want to bully people more? We Jianghu people can't do such shameless things. " When the weak toes point, the body will fly away, like a butterfly wearing flowers flying around in the sword power of several generals“ Third brother, nerd, you help quickly "--"

When Tu Xin, a nerd, saw wenweak fighting with others, he gently shook his head, reached into his arms again, touched the Jane book, put his palm on the Jane book, and shouted, "cut."

A word "cut" floated out, and then turned into a big black knife.

Tu Xin stretched out his hand and waved, and the big knife cut like a living creature at the two Dawu generals who rushed forward on their own initiative.

"Be careful, I'll help you."

Qin Han shouted angrily, stretched out his hand, and the giant sword behind him came out of its scabbard automatically.

He grabbed the huge beast's head and sword handle, waved a huge sword of more than ten feet and cut at the weak generals besieging Wen.

Three members of the Dragon slaughtering team joined, reducing the pressure on the black robed youth.

He raised his eyes and looked at the Wu crack who had attacked one after another and the middle-aged scholar who stood by without saying a word but rushed to pass the gas for Wu crack massage at the critical moment. There was a blood mist in his eyes.

The black robed boy made an active impact this time.

His body bounced up like a large stream of magma ejected by a volcano.

He clenched his fists with both hands, and then one fist hit the Wu crack, and the other fist hit the middle-aged scribe.

The fist that attacked the Wu crack was white and magnificent, like a bolt of lightning.

The punch that attacked the middle-aged scholar was black, strange and overbearing, like a black ghost fire.

"Die." The force of Wu crack is increased again, and the palm shadow is more and more dense.

"Arrogance." The middle-aged scholar was obviously angered by the black robed boy's posture of one enemy and two. The folding fan in his hand was like a huge white blade, which was fiercely patted on his head.

The black robed boy was not afraid, his eyes were cold, and his fist didn't speed up, let alone add force. He is extremely confident in his two punches. Bang ---------- the middle-aged scholar was patted out by the crack flame fist. The origami fan in his hand touched the Black Ghost fire and was burned to ashes in an instant. At the same time, his white robe burned and turned into dust and smoke at the same time. When his body hit the beam hard, his body had been burned into black charcoal. The situation of Wu crack is also difficult. As soon as his "killing God palm" came into contact with the white lightning, it encountered a tough blow“ Poof ------ "my chest hurt violently, and then my body flew backwards again. The body of the black robed boy stood in the sky, and the white jade palm was stretched out again in the black robe. He gently waved at Wu's body, and Wu's body flew in the opposite direction and flew towards the black robed boy again. PA ----------- the black robed boy shook his palm and happened to hold Wu's cracked neck in the palm of his hand. Wu crack's face was as gray as death, his face was frightened, and his voice hoarse shouted: "don't kill me, don't kill me ------ Yan Xiangma. Dawu and Xifeng have a good relationship. I am the fourth son of Hou Wuzhao, king of Dawu. My father's rights are greater than that of king of Dawu. Dawu is completely dominated by my father. Our Wu and Yan families have a lot of roots ------ Yan Xiangma, You don't want to kill me. I'm willing to promise you any conditions ------ "you just said that you don't talk about family and national friendship." Said the boy in black. With a little force on his fingers, a black fire burned between his fingers. In an instant, Wu's body was ignited. First hair, then clothes and armor, then skin on the face and flesh on the body. Every part of the body is burning and emitting black flames. When the black robed boy stretched out his fingers, Wu's cracked body fell to the ground. Click ---------- it's like a human coke, falling to the ground and smashing. This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.