"ShiShu we don’t go to life to death we accompany you! There is a companion in Huangquan Road! "
Xu guangjian shouted
Fang Yifeng immediately called out "Want to go? Too late! I will be responsible for killing them! "
Immediately from behind Fang Yifeng rushed out of the two big men in black surrounded Xu Guangjian with swords and sticks.
MoXiaoCheng see big hurry hurriedly drink "Fang Yifeng if you are a man, you will come straight at me to make an issue of these koo people! If you want to let them go today, you can kill them or scrape them! "
However, Fang Yifeng ignored his command and surrounded Xu Guangjian’s men, and then made several people who attacked Xu Guangjian have good martial arts but were not injured.
"ahhh!" Mo Xiaocheng shouted repeatedly to get away and save people. Unfortunately, Tang Yuan tied him tightly and wouldn’t let him get away.
Poof!
When the mafia man in black caught an opportunity, the horse drilled a knife and hit a brother in the back, splitting the brother’s back so bloody that his bones were exposed.
Then Zou Feifei was also hit by a stick and vomited blood.
There are too many people, and they are not weak professional hands behind them. Even if Xu Guangjian has the strength and strength, it is difficult to compete with the four-handed sword for a while, mainly because they have too little actual combat experience, unlike Mo Xiaocheng, who fought all the way to break through and practice.
MoXiaoCheng eyes are splitting, he no longer reserves the strength to attack Tang Yuan, but Tang Yuan, like an unbeaten god of war, always walks around MoXiaoCheng with one hand, and at the same time sticks to MoXiaoCheng without giving him a chance to get out.
"You can’t leave my hand if you want to!"
Tang yuan cold tunnel
He doesn’t have the strength at all. He can easily win with playing his martial arts, that is, three or five Moxiao City. He killed Moxiao City without killing it because he imitated Moxiao City’s martial arts routines and saw how Moxiao City could practice to the peak of vitality at the age of twenty-five. Even when he was twenty-five, he was just an ordinary master of vitality.
Tang Yuan’s heart is abnormal and excited. A peerless genius is going to fall into his own hands today. He is a 25-year-old expert at the peak of his strength. Don’t talk about it, he has never heard of it. He really wants to know how Moxiao City was trained.
Then MoXiaoCheng saw Xu Guangjian several people losing ground and suffered injuries of different sizes, especially a younger brother with low martial arts. He was stabbed in the ribs and penetrated his lungs, and he was dying. If he was treated from time to time, he would surely die within half an hour!
MoXiaoCheng big nasty a grind spell by tang yuan shot in the recoil spit out one mouthful blood fog quickly rushed to the Xu Guangjian several people.
"Dare to go? ！”
Tang Yuan immediately slammed his eyes and opened them like King Kong’s temporary destruction of the earth and rushed at Moxiao City.
No one can shape Tang Yuan so fast that ordinary people can’t even catch a virtual shadow with their naked eyes, but they can feel a gust of wind rushing over!
Chapter three hundred and twenty-nine Three years has changed! (final)
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Mo Xiaocheng lay in a snow-white bed and looked at the snow-white ceiling with his eyes open. His eyes were glistening with tears …
The gas is white, the room is white, the walls are white, and even the sheets, beds, pillows and clothes he is wearing are white.
It’s like being in a white world
Memories of scenes in MoXiao City’s mind …
He still remembers that he was spat out one mouthful blood by Tang Yuan’s slapping and flying, and then this momentum rushed back to Xu Guangjian. He had to save these brothers, martial uncle. He couldn’t bring trouble to these brothers even if he died!
At this time, Xu Guangjian’s people have been pushed into the corner, and they are desperately supporting their bodies. The injury situation is in jeopardy.
However, Mo Xiaocheng still underestimated the strength of Tang Yuan’s immortal way, and he was about to rush to the periphery to break up these mafia men and rescue Xu Guangjian and others together. Tang Yuan arrived in an instant.
Bang!
The smell of death immediately filled him, and he suddenly tightened his muscles as if he had met a tiger of heaven and earth, but before he turned his head, he was immediately slapped in the back by Tang Yuan …
Mata’s insides were photographed shifting, and his eyes became distracted with pain all over his body.
Hoo … Bang!
With one hand, all the meridians in Moxiao City were broken, and the five zang-organs shifted, flying up a few feet and slamming the wall into several cracks.
"Little Martial Uncle!"
"Uncle Shi!"
"Yucheng!"
The change is too big. Xu Guangjian’s eyes are splitting and his heart is deeply grieved. Especially Zou Feifei, she almost fainted when she shook.
However, MoXiao City’s sense of pain became blurred. If it weren’t for a strong and unyielding will to support him, he estimated that his horse would have fainted. Gao Yexian slapped him in the same way, but it was nothing compared with Tang Yuan’s palm, which made his martial arts waste and he would die at any time.
"no!"
A scene came to wake up the consciousness gradually, and Kouga in Moxiao City chewed it up and tore his heart out!
But seeing that Tang Yuan entered the mafia encirclement like harvesting straw, and then met George, who was fighting bloody battles, he hit him with a finger and actually penetrated George’s temple alive …
Die!
George’s eyes were so red that he stood out and crashed to the end.
"George! My brother! "
Before Xu Guangjian broke through the stone sadly and abnormally, he had a conflict with George. Later, Mo Xiaocheng coordinated the two, saying that there was no difference between good friends and brothers. Now, seeing George die with his own eyes, he still died so miserably. Where could he stand it? He jumped on Tang Yuan with his eyes red and yelling like a madman.
But what about Tang Yuan, who is a little expert? They get along better than ants and elephants. He doesn’t look at a punch. It looks light, soft and fast, but Xu Guangjian was dead when he touched Ma Fei and fell against the wall.
"poof!" Mo Xiaocheng was short of breath and vomited one mouthful blood.
"Ah ah ah!"
Seeing George and Xu Guangjian die before him, a man of iron clanking man in Moxiao City has always shed blood without tears, and now he has left two lines of blood and tears.
It is not sad for a man to cry without flicking.