"Who the hell are you? Why do you suddenly kill people when you meet? We don't seem to have met. You can put forward what offends you. It's really our fault. We'll apologize immediately!"

Seeing the silver armour man walking slowly, the two strong Wujun invited by Yunmen Tianfu can only step back, and the dozens of tianwujing Wuren behind them have no room to intervene.

The corpses that fell behind the silver armour man have proved this. In this battle, the people in tianwu didn't even have the qualification to be cannon fodder. All the people killed were killed face to face. The hard-earned magic power didn't even fart in front of the mysterious silver armour man.

In the face of the flustered question, the silver man didn't have any meaning to explain. He approached faster and faster. Without taking a step forward, the people in Yunmen Tianfu felt that the God of death was approaching. The heavy shadow of death pressed on their chest, making them breathe faster and faster.

"Brother Luo, this guy's strength is very important. If we go on like this, we may have more or less good luck! Before our cards show, you and I will jointly kill a gap and rush out, and these young people of Cloud Gate Tianfu will leave it alone!"

At this time, Wu Jun's strong man who asked questions couldn't get a response. He was frightened by the strength of the other party, and hurriedly displayed his voice transmission skills to secretly transmit sound to another Wu Jun's strong man around him.

"OK! Brother Ziheng's words coincide with mine. We can't leave with the oil bottles of tianwu territory. Now we can't ignore the promise to Yunmen Tianfu. Let's rush out first!"

The man surnamed Luo was delighted when he heard the speech. If he rushed alone, he was not sure that he could break through the silver armour man's obstruction, but the chances of success increased greatly when they shot together.

After a few words, they reached a tacit understanding. The man surnamed Luo made a wink and said, "my martial arts is mainly confusion. I'll disturb his five senses first, and then you can make up for him! Kill if you can, even if you can't kill, we can take advantage of the chaos!"

"Well, according to brother Luo's words, be careful!"

Although they didn't know each other for a long time, they already showed their skills when they met in Yunmen Tianfu. Zhang Ziheng knew that the man surnamed Luo's martial arts were really dazzling. Even experienced experts might not be able to find flaws in his confusing martial arts.

Moreover, as a back hand to mend the knife, he can better adapt to the situation. If a man surnamed Luo succeeds, he doesn't mind killing a man with silver armour. Once the containment fails, he can withdraw immediately. In any case, he can make a steady profit without losing!

After the tactics were formulated, the man surnamed Luo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and with a bone roll, he saw a brass refined cigarette bag slip out of his sleeve.

The pipe is very common, but the cigarette bag and pot seem to have been filled with a strange smelling herb.

The herb has a faint fishy smell, which makes people uncomfortable. However, the man surnamed Luo lit the herb with a flash of his finger, put the cigarette bag in his mouth and smoked it.

With each puff, the fishy smell in the air increased a bit, and the white smoke from his mouth seemed to have a reflective effect, but a few wisps of light white smoke had reflected the appearance of three men surnamed Luo.

"What a strange light smoke. It's so close that you can't tell which is true or false. Your perception is scattered in the smoke. You can't condense a little. It's more difficult to control! This move may really succeed!"

Seeing this, Zhang Ziheng was more alert to the man surnamed Luo. At the same time, he felt more confident in the battle strategy this time.

Poof!

After taking a long breath, the man surnamed Luo immediately opened his mouth and blew, just like a steamer with the lid open. The rolling white smoke billowed forward. For a moment, it seemed as if more than a hundred men surnamed Luo were killing ahead in the smoke.

Just when the smoke completely surrounded the silver armour man, the jingling impact sound immediately came out of the thick smoke. It sounded like the impact sound made by countless pocket concealed weapons.

From the outside, there are tens of thousands of concealed weapons in the smoke. Of course, most of them are the illusion of strange smoke reflection, but it is in this way that the confusion is stronger.

Hiss! Uh!

Suddenly, a special sound mixed with the collision sound of concealed weapons came. It was the sound of the sword blade piercing the armor and hitting the flesh and blood body. During the period, it was accompanied by a low stuffy hum. The stuffy hum made by this man didn't sound like the voice of a man surnamed Luo.

"Did you succeed? Brother Luo stabbed the other side with one move? Is the silver man a paper tiger who can only show his authority in front of people in tianwu territory... No, if I don't do it, I won't be responsible for distributing the booty later!"

Zhang Ziheng quickly figured out why the silver armour man was injured. Let's not mention it. He just thought that the other party's big knife was powerful and could cut off other people's weapons with one knife. Maybe there were more powerful treasures in his pocket.

At the thought of this, Zhang Ziheng, who was going to run away, was excited. He grabbed the "ratchet tusk stick" in his hand and jumped up. He shouted: "the thief is not weak. Brother Luo, don't be careless! Let me help you for a while and let him taste the power of Grandpa's' angry war crazy original '

The red flame jumped up when the tusk stick was waved, like a fire dragon dancing in the wind, smashing it hard in the direction of the muffled sound in the white smoke.

"Strange! Why did elder Zhang jump over against the strange man's big knife? Where was his attack? Wasn't it a foot away from the target?"

"Why didn't Mr. Luo start smoking? He took out his cigarette bag and started smoking. He hasn't finished smoking yet. Is there any plan? But Mr. Zhang has..."

A strange picture appeared in front of them. The pictures seen by the experts of Cloud Gate Tianfu hiding behind them seemed different from those of Zhang Ziheng. They saw that the man surnamed Luo just took out his cigarette to smoke. How could there be subsequent confusion and great advantage of martial arts?

Zhang Ziheng, who rushed to kill the past with weapons, was cut in half and directly cut into two sections in an instant. What's more strange is that he became two sections. He still had a chilly smile on his face and laughed: "Hahaha, good cooperation, brother Luo! This guy was so arrogant just now. He didn't die in the hands of our two brothers. You and my brothers should share half of the things in the heaven and earth bag!"

The people in Yunmen Tianfu didn't know where they were, and the man surnamed Luo who stood smoking burst into thousands of faint sparks, flying in different directions.

The seemingly light smoke and Mars flew faster than expected, just like gunpowder out of the chamber. In the twinkling of an eye, countless black lines were drawn in the sky. Everyone seemed to be the direction of the real escape.

"Hum! Stupid idiot, how can I be stupid enough to join hands with you? As long as you die, I have my own way out. No matter how strong that guy is, he can't distinguish my life-saving secret of 'spark flying smoke'!"

The man surnamed Luo is really proficient in deception, but the object of deception is not the silver armour man, but the companion who is ready to join hands with him.

This guy is really cruel and cruel to delay the steps of the silver man with his companion's life and fight for time to escape for his own life.

But when he flew forward proudly, he suddenly felt a flash of silver in front of him, and then his sight seemed to start spinning. The sky and ground in his sight kept changing positions. Finally, in the picture of fixed pupil, he saw only a pool of slowly flowing red coloring the ground around his vision.

Behind the broken head of the man surnamed Luo, the man in silver armor coldly took back his knife and scabbard. As soon as he turned around, a badge like the sun appeared under his clothes.

Its representative significance is one of the four holy marks of "sun, moon and stars". The holy mark of the sun, Chu Jiangxiu