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There is a bridge in front of Xiao Yan, and there are heavy guards on the bridge. It is definitely not possible to break through. It seems that I can only lurch in and observe the terrain around. The bridge is a turbulent river. This mortal body must have fallen. Certainly die.
Xiao Yan turned his head and suddenly saw a guard in the corner. There was an idea in his mind. He drew his dagger from the waist, crept along the weed, and blindfolded his nose and mouth. Enter, kill it.
Dragging into the darkness, Xiao Yan quickly put on the guard's armor. After looking around, he made sure that he had no flaws. Xiao Yan was ready to walk in from the bridge.
There are ten guards on the bridge, and at the end of the bridge there is a strong man with a height of two meters, holding a spiked iron bar, which looks very fierce.
Xiao Yan wondered at this moment, he said this is the memory when he respected, why is there no grudge in the body?
Walking slowly, Xiao Yan looked at his palm, and suddenly found that his palm was covered with calluses. Such a palm was destined to hold a sword for a long time, and there were many knife wounds on the palm. Obviously, I experienced a lot. Only after the **** battle.
There is no strength ... but after a lot of **** battles, not relying on grudge, do you rely on the most basic way of fighting, fighting hard with a sword and a sword?
As Xiao Yan pondered, he thought that there was no flaw, and he was suddenly stopped by a voice.
"Hey, that soldier, where are you going!" A guard on the side looked at Xiao Yan and asked with a sigh.
Xiao Yan immediately arched his hands and said in earnest: "Information, patrol."
Xiao Yan didn't know if he was right or not, and he also sweated a bit between the foreheads, but don't be unfavorable for leaving the teacher.
But at this moment, Xiao Yan, who had walked to the center of the bridge, at the end of the bridge, the brave man carrying the mace suddenly came towards Xiao Yan.
"Damn, it seems that it's really bad to be a teacher !!" Xiao Yan scolded, but now I don't know what the situation is. If I turn around and run, it will be directly exposed.
"Go patrol there, this bridge isn't something you guys can come, are you new here?" The guards on the bridge are looking right, Xiao Yan's expression is well managed, and the guards didn't find the flaws just asking, Xiao Yan Nod quickly.
After the strong man came over, the guards all respectfully clenched their fists, and their faces were all fearful: "General Zhuo Yu!"
The big man named Zhuo Yu walked towards Xiao Yan, his face was extremely fierce, his face was covered with scars, and his ears were also deformed. I don't know how many fists he suffered to become such a deformed look.
call out!
Zhuo Yu didn't ask Xiao Yan at all, but went straight out and grabbed Xiao Yan's head. Xiao Yan was shocked and said he was exposed? !
It shouldn't be! No flaws at all!
As the body pondered, a great force came from the foot, a sharp kick, and the figure burst back a few meters. The strength from the flesh surprised Xiao Yan.
This is just a mortal body, no grudge, but the power in the muscles has a very strong explosive force.
The supremacy existed before Xiao Yan existed for countless years. At that time, perhaps there was no fighting spirit, and even no source of energy. All wars are fought with the body's own functions, and all moves are murderous.
Suddenly there were some pictures in Xiao Yan's mind. This picture is probably how to fight. The offense relies on the dagger in his hand. There is no long soldier, and he can only dodge the attack by his body.
But to deal with the strong man in front of me, I'm afraid it's too difficult. To avoid Zhuo Yu's first attack, Zhuo Yu was suddenly angry.
"Dare to hide! Looking for death !!" Zhuo Yu roared, and started to take a meteor stride towards Xiao Yan at a slow speed, but his strength was scary.
Xiao Yanxin said, wouldn't it be directly squeezed to death if you didn't avoid it, and wasted an opportunity in vain, even if you died, this was just the beginning.
After striding, Xiao Yan's body sank. Of course, this kind of action was more like a subconscious. After becoming a fighting god, it seemed that he often relied too much on the explosive power of the source gas. This primitive fighting method has long been forgotten by Xiao Yan. .
Zhuo Yu held a mace iron rod and hit him towards Xiao Yan in the first place. If this rod hits it, it will be injured or killed.
However, although this body has no grudge, no matter the strength or the sense of balance brought by the body's muscles, Xiao Yan is full of confidence and moves with ease, avoiding easily.
At the same time, Zhuo Yu's spiked iron rod smashed into the air, and Xiao Yan stepped on it, stepping on Zhuo Yu's spiked iron rod. Zhuo Yu's body suddenly became unbalanced.
Physical imbalance is fatal in this battle.
Xiao Yan's footsteps followed the wolf iron rod, and his body was half empty, and the dagger in his hand pierced into Zhuo Yu's eyes, and Zhuo Yu responded very quickly. Xiao Yan's dagger.
laugh!
With a sound of flesh, it did not pierce the eyes, but pierced Zhuo Yu's palm. The powerful Zhuo Yu was not a vegetarian. Xiao Yan suddenly felt a tight ankle, and Zhuo Yu put him in the other hand. Grabbed, suddenly, Xiao Yan's body was out of balance, and he fell heavily on the ground.
Boom!
This smashing almost smashed Xiao Yan into the past. With a look in his eyes, Zhuo Yu clenched his fists with both hands and smashed his head again.
Xiao Yan hurriedly turned it over, and almost hid, and Zhuo Yu picked up the spiked iron rod again, and after the palm pierced, the blood made Zhuo Yu more crazy.
The brutal attack screamed toward Xiao Yan, and each attack was very powerful, but the shortcomings were also obvious, and the speed was very slow, so slow that Xiao Yan could see the flaws in his body.
Xiao Yan's figure is tumbling, and this speed is placed on the strength of the fighting god, which can be said to be extremely slow, but Xiao Yan understands that it is now in the memory of the Supreme, and the current Supreme looks like a mortal, at most. It can be regarded as a stronger mortal.
Between the move, Xiao Yan climbed to Zhuo Yu's shoulder and neck, and the dagger in his hand was already thrust into the neck.
Zhuo Yu was too slow. He was caught by Xiao Yan. He tried to swing his body desperately, but the dagger had penetrated. Xiao Yan jumped back and pulled out the dagger. The blood was like a fountain. Zhuo Yu sprayed out around his neck.
Piercing the artery is almost a death.
Suddenly, Zhuo Yu fell to the ground, and a dozen guards had surrounded him. Xiao Yan knew that if he had been fighting for a long time, he would be trapped in a trap, and he must immediately.
After killing Zhuo Yu, Xiao Yan strode forward and ran straight towards the inside of the palace.
The guards in the rear shouted loudly, but also aroused vigilance. When Xiao Yan entered the palace, he turned and rushed into the guards, mixed together. All the same armor made Xiao Yan hidden in the crowd. .
Looking at the chaotic crowd outside, Xiao Yan hid in the crowd and snickered. He had to say that it was quite interesting.
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