The evolution history of blood and tears of the scum leader

"Bold!"

Jun Tianyao hadn't made a sound yet, but Tanlang had already consciously stepped forward, blocking Nian Baixiong, flipped his wrist, and flashed his folding fan. Although he didn't make a move, he was still awe-inspiring.

Nian Baixiong paused, his originally ferocious face became angry, and wiped his hand on his waist: "Why, this is going to attack me? Tell you boy, I'm not afraid, it's time for me to debut, you don't know yet Where can I get milk!"

"That's right, why are you so arrogant? The leader wouldn't ask us about our sins indiscriminately. Why do you?"

With the first bird, other people followed suit, pointing fingers and cursing Huai, that's it.

Tanlang narrowed his peach blossom eyes, shook his hand holding the folding fan, and wanted to teach these people a lesson.People in the martial arts world still pay attention to the level of martial arts. Although he is not so absolute in the martial arts world, he prefers to use his brain to do things, but there are people who don't have eyes, and he doesn't care to re-emphasize this iron rule!

"Because I can take your head!"

Before the words were finished, the wrist swung horizontally, the handle of the fan blocked the falling blade, the body did not move, the hands did not shake, sparks splashed, and the fan surface rotated in a sharp arc. Although the fan was thin, it must not be underestimated. Nian Baixiong's chest, and he didn't intend to stop, blood was about to splatter on the spot.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound, Tanlang's eyes froze, he didn't look at the folding fan and the thread of Nian Baixiong's broadsword wrapped around him, but looked at a blue silver needle on the ground, at Nian Baixiong's feet, he Unexpectedly, he didn't notice it, and he was only a little bit close to becoming the target of public criticism under the eyes of everyone.

Looking at the man who supported his chin with one hand and wrapped the silk thread with one hand, Tanlang bent slightly to be grateful, but he believed that Jun Tianyao would not let that big knife cut on the top of his head.

"You, you let go of my knife..."

Nian Baixiong hadn't come to his senses, and was struggling violently. Greedy Wolf curled his lips, refreshed the lower limit of the IQ of the person in front of him again, and said lazily: "Master Nian, please tell me how you can manage yourself. Escort, developed into a profitable business? I am really shocked!"

Red|Naked irony, Nian Baixiong glared at each other, ignoring the mutual ridicule of the two people, his phoenix eyes swept across the approaching crowd, Jun Tianyao turned his five fingers, and with a whoosh, the silk thread wrapped around the weapon loosened, and lightning They generally pushed toward the depths of the crowd.

With a scream, a man with honest and honest appearance was dragged out. Thin silk threads were firmly embedded in his limbs, leaving a long bloodstain on the ground, which made people horrified.

At the same time, the two weapons, the folding fan, were folded back into Tanlang's hands, but the machete was split into two, with a heavy ding sound, half of the tip of the knife penetrated three inches into the marble floor, almost completely missing.

"Why, shopkeeper Zhu can't hold his breath anymore?"

Jun Tianyao was in a daze just now, and he was also standing in front of him, but he had a different feeling, but he hadn't savored the difference carefully, but was interrupted, the color in his phoenix eyes was quite unfriendly.