"It turns out that you are still talking in front of so many people? I'm not afraid that others will laugh off their big teeth! "

For Zhang Xiaofan's words, Murong matchless is full of sneer, direct sarcasm, way.

"No harm!"

For the words of Wang Yuantao and Murong matchless, Qiu Tianming shook his hand and said.

"I Qiu's attack is only aimed at Wang Zhenyuan and will not hurt innocent people!"

As soon as this was said, all the people present were shocked.

I didn't expect that Qiu Tianming could achieve such a terrible state of mind following his arm's command!

"Qiang --!"

In the next moment, a knife light flashed out, and everyone felt their eyes hurt, as if they were burned by some sharp weapon.

Then, in their ears came the roar of hurricanes one after another!

Wang Zhenyuan only felt his Sabre Qi in front of him, but for a moment he couldn't tell which of the thousands of Dao Qi was the real killing move!

Therefore, Wang Zhenyuan is also in this process, can be described as a retreat again and again, more than six steps backward.

And in this gap, Wang Zhenyuan is naturally not idle, he has been more than eight punches in a row, the prestige of each fist compared with the previous one is more domineering, more fierce!

The Qi of the sword is gradually restrained. Qiu Tianming's golden back machete has no idea when to take it back to its scabbard.

At the same time, Wang Zhenyuan and Qiu Tianming had already opened a full distance of more than ten Zhang. After seeing Qiu Tianming had withdrawn his knife, he was puzzled.

"Qiu Tianming, just now this is just the first knife. Why don't you use the two knives after you?"

In this regard, Qiu Tianming just slowly shook his head, calm face, said: "there is no need for the next two knives, because you have been defeated!"

After hearing Qiu Tianming's obvious endless words, Wang Zhenyuan was also full of doubts, but then, as if he suddenly realized something, he quickly looked down at his right chest.

I saw that the right side of Wang Zhenyuan's Zhongshan suit did not know when it had been cut by a sharp weapon. Although the cut was very narrow, it did not hurt Wang Zhenyuan's body.

"This... How could this be possible?"

Looking at his right chest after the opening, this let Wang Zhenyuan face suddenly become stiff up, with a deep color of disbelief.

Although, Wang Zhenyuan could not resist Qiu Tianming's three sabres when he had not fought against Qiu Tianming.

But what Wang Zhenyuan never dreamed of was that even if he tried his best, he was still defeated so directly and miserably in the end.

It's no exaggeration to say that if Qiu Tianming and Wang Zhenyuan were fighting with each other just now.

Then, Qiu Tianming didn't need to do anything at that time. Just a little more, even an inch of strength, was enough to penetrate Wang Zhenyuan's heart in an instant!

"Ah... My Wang Zhenyuan is still old..."

when he said this, Wang Zhenyuan's voice was very low, with a sense of depression. The whole person seemed to be five or six years old.

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