Simulation of all things: starting with copper skin and iron bones

The leader watched all this indifferently.

But he didn't know that there was a tear-filled gaze hiding in a corner not far away, taking a panoramic view of their cruelty.

"It's not good for you to treat a woman from a good family like this?" Suddenly, a voice came out suddenly.

"..."

Everyone turned their heads and looked outside the gate.

I saw a middle-aged man with a slightly vicissitudes of life appearing there at some unknown time.

"you……"

The middle-aged woman immediately recognized that the middle-aged man was Zhang Sanqiao.

Wei An is here!

He casually glanced at the scene inside the gate, 22 people from the Land Tiger Gang came, and one of them was an old acquaintance.

Huo Zhiping!

However, Huo Zhiping couldn't recognize him.

Wei An walked forward on his own, and soon saw the proprietress.

The poor middle-aged woman has been injured, miserable.

If he doesn't show up to stop her, according to the results of the last simulation, today is actually the date of her death.

Among the people kneeling all over the ground, Chen Wanyi was not seen.

However, Wei An kept staring at the cloth dyeing workshop, knowing where Chen Wanyi should be hiding before she had time to leave.

"who are you?"

Dare to meddle in this kind of situation, naturally not to be underestimated, the leader narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his sword and pointed at Wei An.

With the sword in his hand, Wei An asked instead, "Who are you?"

The leader answered all questions, and said with a grinning grin, "Master, if you don't change your name or your surname, you will help He Yuzeng!"

"Unknown junior, I haven't heard of it."

"you!"

He Yuzeng suddenly became angry from embarrassment, and ordered: "Take it!"

Ceng Ceng Ceng Ceng Ceng Ceng, the footsteps of the [-] subordinates flickered, shifted their shapes and positions, and quickly surrounded Wei An.

All of them are warriors!

Eighteen rank nine, two rank eight!

With a calm expression on Wei An's face, he slowly drew his sword out of its sheath.

Almost the moment the blade left the scabbard, a person behind Wei An suddenly attacked him.

"White lotus core!"

The opponent was of the eighth rank, and he used the second form of the Bailian swordsmanship. The sword was ruthless, and the attack was fierce, giving people the feeling of a successful blow.

Wei An tilted his head, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, and moved half a step to the left to avoid the man's sword.

puff!

The man behind him was unbiased, and happened to bump into Wei An's long sword, piercing his stomach.

"Uh!"

The man's face was full of astonishment, he didn't expect that he would die so uselessly, as if his ultimate move was completely seen through by the other party.

Wei An lightly described the killing of an eighth rank, and this situation sent chills to the hearts of everyone present.

Tangtang was an eighth rank, and he died too fast, the winner was decided in the blink of an eye, it was terrifying!

"kill!"

The next moment, four people attacked from different directions at the same time, besieged from front to back, left to right, making it difficult to fly.

"Your Bailian swordsmanship is too poorly practiced." Wei An's expression was relaxed, and he displayed his lightness.

The four people attacked in all directions with four swords, and there seemed to be no dead ends, but Wei An kept moving, like a butterfly piercing a flower, and his movements were chic, dodging every one of their swords.

Puff puff puff!

Wei An drew his sword four times in a row, slashing his neck, decapitating his head, piercing his chest, dazzling, and in the blink of an eye, there were four more corpses on the ground.

Suddenly, there was a chilling sound in the world.

"Who the hell are you, and why do you know the white lotus swordsmanship?" He Yuzeng was not a fool, so he quickly saw the clue.

The corners of Wei An's mouth curled up slightly, and he said coldly, "Don't worry, it will be your turn soon."

"How courageous!" He Yuzeng choked for breath, and shouted, "Everyone go up together and kill him!"

Fifteen figures moved in unison, and sword shadows flew in disorder, as if they wanted to hack Wei An to death.

Wei An took a deep breath, and the sword moved with his heart. Suddenly, dozens of sword shadows appeared around him, and the sword shadows were densely arranged, faintly forming a petaled flower.

At first glance, it looks like a blooming lotus flower!

And Wei An is impressively located in the center of that lotus flower!

"White lotus blooms!"

The third form of the White Lotus Sword Art, a sword technique that only seventh-rank warriors can display, erupted mightily at this moment.

Puff puff!

The fifteen people who rushed forward were like being smashed into a meat grinder, and were ruthlessly strangled by sword shadows.

All fifteen people flew upside down, and a piece of broken limbs and arms flew up in the air, as well as a lot of blood.

"Ah!"

The screams followed.

The smell of blood quickly permeated. Some people were cut off at the waist, some had an arm broken, and some were killed on the spot when their heads were moved.

There were still a few people who survived by luck, but all of them were injured, with one or more scars on their bodies, and blood flowed continuously.

"Seventh Grade!"

"You are actually the seventh grade!!"

He Yuzeng turned pale with shock, his expression extremely astonished, "Not only are you proficient in Bailian swordsmanship, you are also a seventh-rank master!"

He Yuzeng knew all the seventh-rank warriors in Baishui City.

Moreover, the Bailian swordsmanship is the unique skill of the Earth Tiger Gang. There are not many people who can practice the Bailian swordsmanship to the seventh rank, and He Yuzeng is one of them.

The circle is too small, and everyone knows each other.

However, He Yuzeng had never met Wei An, and a terrifying idea emerged in his mind.

"Could it be that you are a member of the White Lotus Sect?"

he asked hesitantly.

The White Lotus Sword Technique is actually a martial art inherited from the White Lotus Sect.

The Land Tiger Gang attached itself to the White Lotus Sect, and only then did they obtain the content of the first six ranks of exercises.

Wei An smirked, and replied, "What do you think?"

Then, regardless of three seven and twenty one, he killed one with one sword and one with ten steps.

Soon, all twenty of He Yuzeng's subordinates hiccupped.

"Gollum!"

The person who swallowed his saliva was Huo Zhiping. He looked dumbfounded. He never thought that there would be an evil star appearing here, who dared to fight against the Tiger Gang.

However, the opponent's strength is terrifying, far above him.

"How to do?"

Huo Zhiping tightened the reins and glanced at He Yuzeng. He, who was riding on the horse, had only one thought at the moment, and that was to run away.

He Yuzeng's face was also extremely ugly, with cold sweat on his forehead. Just now Wei An performed the White Lotus Bloom, which was exquisite and exquisite, and he clearly practiced the third pose to perfection.

"Strength is above me!" He Yuzeng also had the idea of ​​running away at the moment of hesitation.

puff!

Huo Zhiping's head was thrown back abruptly, there was a bloody hole between his eyebrows, and a big hole appeared in the back of his head, and his brain sprayed out.

Peng!Huo Zhiping fell off his horse and fell heavily to the ground, utterly dead.

"Ah this!"

He Yuzeng was stunned, and when he looked again, Wei An raised his left hand and pointed his index finger forward, aiming at the position of Huo Zhiping's head.

"This is the Chonglou Xuanzhi Sword?!"

In an instant, He Yuzeng's heart jumped with fear, and an expression of uncontrollable horror flooded his face.

"Hero, I have something to say."

He Yuzeng immediately got off his horse and hid on the side of the horse's back, to prevent Wei An from hitting him too.

"I am the son of He Deyan, the elder of the Tiger Gang. If you kill me, think about the consequences." He shouted.

Wei An sneered, and said speechlessly, "I even dared to kill Huo Xuanying's son Huo Zhiping, why didn't I dare to kill you?"

"What, you know Huo Zhiping?" He Yuzeng's heart skipped a beat, his expression changed drastically, and then he ran away without thinking, and rushed towards the middle-aged woman.

Pulling up the middle-aged woman, the sword edge touched her neck.

"Don't move, or I'll kill her!"

48 Why do you have to rebel

He Yuzeng pinched the back of the middle-aged woman's neck and pushed her forward, while he hid behind her and shrank his body.

He knew very well how powerful Chonglou Xuanzhijian was, so he didn't dare to expose any body parts.

As a result, the middle-aged woman was blocked in front of him as a human shield, which also gave him a chance to breathe.

"Taking hostages?"

Wei An smiled contemptuously, looked at He Yuzeng coldly, with indifferent eyes, and walked towards him step by step.

"Don't come here, don't come here!"

He Yuzeng yelled bitterly, and the sword edge rested on the middle-aged woman's neck, pulling her back continuously.

Wei An turned a blind eye and walked straight forward, feeling a great sense of oppression.

He Yuzeng kept backing away, his eyes were burning with anxiety, and he was sweating like rain, but he didn't dare to really kill the middle-aged woman.

"Hooligan, I'm fighting with you!"

Suddenly, regardless of the danger, the middle-aged woman opened her mouth suddenly and bit the root of He Yuzeng's thumb.

"what!"

"Bitch, you dare to bite me!"

He Yuzeng was only a seventh rank, after all, not a sixth rank copper-skinned iron bone, and suddenly felt boundless pain, and the two bodies were staggered during the pull.

puff!

He Yuzeng froze all over, looked down at his right shoulder, a hole was torn in his coat, and blood gushed out cheerfully.

Chonglou Xuanzhijian is as swift as thunder, hard to guard against!

Just showing a momentary flaw, he was pierced through the shoulder by the Qi sword!

terrible!

pain!

Horrified, He Yuzeng looked up at Wei An, just in time to see Wei An raising his left hand, aiming at his shoulder as if shooting a gun, and then moved the crosshair to aim at his forehead.

"don't want……"