Biao Han

"Be careful..." Fang Yu, who just wanted to say that Hao Ren was causing trouble, concentrated on directing the people to prepare for battle.

The three holy monks had already seen Hao Ren's appearance from the monitoring equipment of the Poison Palace. The figures of the three leapt high above the heads of everyone.When I reached the highest point, my body suddenly stopped for a few seconds. Although it was only a few seconds, it exerted a strong pressure on the people below, which was quite huge.

These few seconds are enough for the three of them to see the situation below clearly.

"Boy, die..." The yellow-clothed holy monk was the first to strike at Hao Ren, who had been suffocated recently.

The blue-clothed monk and the black-clothed monk attacked the others.The three of them had special identities, unlike ordinary killers or post-killing organizations, they had some consideration for the special service team, so their actions were beyond Xia Zhixiao and Zhao Liuxiao's expectations, and they attacked Hao Ren as soon as they came.

"Ask for help from the headquarters and protect him." Fang Yu also quickly made arrangements. Although he didn't like Hao Ren because of his arrogance from the very beginning, he still clearly divided his responsibilities and tasks.

As a member of the fifth team of the secret service team, Fang Yu is the youngest genius. Although he is proud, he still knows some basic things.The four major disciples of the Thai Poison Emperor are all powerhouses above the eighth level. They dare not be careless. At some point, they have a soft sword in their hands.

He was the first to meet the holy monk in yellow, and his sword energy was dotted with stars, instantly like a sky full of stars, and in a blink of an eye, like a rainbow shooting into the sun.

The rest of the special service team also shot to stop the black-clothed monk and the green-clothed monk.

"Go and prepare what I told you just now. Let's meet here." Hao Ren wrote a few words on Song Moran's palm as the meeting place for the two of them.

"Brother, be careful!" Song Moran knew that he was here, so he was useless.Can't help much either.Unfold the Phantom Piaofeng movement technique, a few flickers, then disappear.

Hao Ren looked at the battle situation again. Eagle, Fatty and two other six-level powerhouses.Let's deal with the black monk together.And another seventh-level strongman and a sixth-level strongman dealt with the Tsing Yi monk together.Fang Yu dealt with the yellow-clothed monk independently. The people in these secret service teams were very smart, and none of them were desperate.

They are all mainly fighting, this is their territory, and the signal has been sent just now, so they are naturally not afraid of a long time.

If it is reckless, I am afraid it will take a few rounds.We have already seen the outcome.But such a dragging fight, even if the monks in green and black are much stronger, it will be difficult to end it in a short time.

Only Fang Yu is here.Although not completely reckless.But he also arrogantly confronted the yellow-clothed monk.He is the peak of the seventh level, but the yellow-clothed monk is after all an eighth-level powerhouse. Qiao's role as Ren Ge hurt his vitality.

To deal with the weakest ground first, Hao Ren stepped forward.The fist gang blasted at the yellow-clothed monk silently.Although the strength of the yellow-clothed holy monk has dropped dramatically, he is still an eighth-level powerhouse, and he shouted loudly.Expanding outwards at a very high speed.

"Peng..." Although it was just one punch and one sound, the yellow-clothed saint monk knew it by himself, and the continuous blows like waves made his true energy, body shape and even the protective energy all be stopped at the same time.

"Kill!" Fang Yu had already struck out seven swords at this moment, and the timing was right.

The sword energy opens the way, the sword tip is like a rotating drill bit, the Big Dipper Sword, the sword attacks seven places, and pours a little force.Seven times in a row, the force is multiplied seven times.

"Chi..." The body of the yellow-clothed monk was broken for the first time just now, and there was a sound of tearing. Although the yellow-clothed monk flashed fast, his clothes had already been torn.

There have been a lot of shameless and frustrated things recently, the yellow-clothed monk was slightly startled, and then went up in a rage.The Buddha Demon Fist was struck out like an ordinary fist. Hao Ren had seen the power of this move before, so he dodged it with a warning, and quickly dodged it with snake steps.

Fang Yu dodged most of the punches, because he didn't take Hao Ren's words to heart, and wanted to find an opportunity to continue attacking.So there are a few punches, he wants to resist, with the peak strength of his seventh-level powerhouse, he has also tested the strength of the opponent, it seems to be weaker than the average eighth-level powerhouse, and there is a feeling in his heart, the so-called four great saints Monk, it's just the same feeling.He is confident that he will have no problem resisting the last ten punches and eight punches, which is enough to find an opportunity to attack.

How did he know that the Buddha Demon Fist is powerful.

"Boom..." When the Buddha demon punched the ground and made a huge explosion, Fang Yu couldn't help but screamed, but it was too late to hide.

"Peng...Boom...Peng...Boom..." The strength of the punch hit the protective qi, and it exploded immediately. With two punches, Fang Yu was already blood churning, and his face was pale.The protective qi was also dispersed, and there were six or seven punches in front of him, and it was inevitable to avoid it.

"Damn, you are stupid, did you hear me tell you to hide..." No matter what happened before, now we are standing on the same front and dealing with the enemy together.As long as he has the ability, Hao Ren will never look at his comrades who are easily killed by others without helping them.

Driven by energy, a box of titanium alloy armor-piercing bullets in his pocket flew out instantly like a swarm of obedient bees.Hao Ren's snake steps flashed and blocked Fang Yu's eyes.

Pushing with both hands, all the bullets instantly spun like a turtle shield, Hao Ren pushed with both hands.

All actions were completed in an instant. When the Buddha Demon Fist was still a little away, Hao Ren's bullet air shield was pushed out.

"Come here..." With a movement of his body, he pulled Fang Yu upwards to avoid it.

"Peng...Boom...Peng...Boom..." With the great power of the Buddha's magic fist, the first four punches bombarded it together, and they exploded, but they didn't explode until the fifth punch, Hao Ren's bullet The shield exploded, and the bullets also exploded immediately.

Exploding bullets is not the same as firing them. The warheads fly around, but it also has the effect of some smoke bombs.

The Buddha Demon Fist consumes a lot, and Hao Ren knows it all too well. At that time, Nan Ku was only able to throw a few punches with so much effort.Of course, the yellow-clothed monk couldn't compare with Nan Ku, but his power at this time was weaker than that of ordinary eighth-level powerhouses, especially the loss of his natal essence. Hao Ren pulled Fang Yu to avoid it, and his figure directly refracted the attack from the air. Yellow monk.

The fist that contained the strength of the crane fell down like a torrential rain.

At this time, Hao Ren realized more about his own advantages in moves.

In terms of strength alone, the power of his ordinary fist is much worse than that of the yellow-clothed monk, but the power that includes crane strength is not too bad, even stronger than his Buddha Demon Fist.Moreover, it is simpler and more practical than that, and does not need to consume so much true energy.

The yellow-clothed monk's complexion was not very good-looking either, and the loss of his natal primordial energy was not something he could make up for if he wanted to.Having suffered from Hao Ren just now, now he didn't dare to take Hao Ren's fist hard, and his feet were not slow, so he dodged quickly.Turn around and grab, fighting with Hao Ren.

At this time, there was a scream in the distance, although the opponent of the blue-clothed monk was just fighting.However, the levels differ too much, two of them have been killed in a row, and the other one is also in jeopardy.

Fang Yu fell from the sky, and his face became more and more ugly. Being rescued by Hao Ren was even more unacceptable to his self-esteem than being injured or even killed himself.

He was dazed here, but the battle changed again. Those who fought with the monk in green, including the seventh-level expert from the fifth special service team, were also killed.Silently, the holy monk in blue attacked Hao Ren like a shadow of blue light. In the plan of the holy monk in blue, this has been delayed for a long time.Unexpectedly, the secret service team sent such a strong lineup to protect Hao Ren.

The distance from here to the secret service team is not very far, although their battles have countless changes in danger.In fact, the time was not long, but it was enough for the special service team to come.

At this moment, if one looks at the past from a height, one can already see a few figures in the distance, coming quickly.

"Seven stars appearing at the same time..." Fang Yu, who was immersed in his injured self-esteem, discovered that the holy monk in blue was attacking Hao Ren. Maybe he found a chance to redeem him, and gave Hao Ren the favor for saving him just now.He also wanted to complete the mission and protect Hao Ren at all costs.

Fang Yu didn't choose to remind or surround Wei to save Zhao from the side, but he did not care about himself or his injuries.From the front with all his strength, he used his unique move to head-on with the Tsing Yi Saint Monk.

In fact, although Hao Ren was trying his best to fight against the yellow-clothed monk, he knew the surrounding situation better than anyone else, because he had the super radar of the leader of Tongtian in his body.

He was already prepared. Damn it, the leader of Tongtian had already said that a few strong men whom he had no way of knowing came from a distance, among them were Zhao Liuxiao and Xia Zhixiao.The fact that Master Tongtian cannot be detected now must be because he is much stronger than Hao Ren. Of course, for those who have met, no matter how powerful they are in the future, they can know if they appear within Hao Ren's range.

With this information, Hao Ren was not worried about the attack of the Tsing Yi Saint Monk. He was ready to get out of the way, and then dragged it until Xia Zhixiao and the others arrived.

It never occurred to Fang Yu, who didn't come up to help and was dazed, to rush forward at this time.

Fang Yu held back his strength and attacked with all his strength. His Big Dipper swordsmanship is also a unique skill, but his strength has not crossed the threshold of an eighth-level strongman.Therefore, the power that can be exerted is limited, even so, a decent move of the seven stars appearing at the same time is not small.

Seven swords are like one, one sword is like seven, the sword qi is connected, and the true qi runs through.The simultaneous appearance of seven stars is both attack and defense.

The huge palm shadow of the holy monk in green actually separated him.

"Oh..." The Tsing Yi Saint Monk was slightly startled, he also had a little impression of this wonderful trick in his heart, could it be...

It's a pity that the two armies were fighting, so there was no time to think about it.Although the simultaneous appearance of the seven stars is powerful, Fang Yu's power is limited after all. The holy monk in green clothes turned the cassock in his hand and broke Fang Yu's simultaneous appearance of the seven stars.

Reluctantly resorted to the simultaneous appearance of the seven stars, the power was gone until later, but the cassock of the monk in green was like a blender.

Fang Yu's left arm holding the sword was instantly crushed.

"Hmm..." The arrogant man, whose arm was completely crushed, actually held back and just let out a muffled groan.

"I'll do it..." Hao Ren fought hard, and jumped up to hug Fang Yu and get out of the way.

Seeing Hao Ren's face, Fang Yu's expression changed a few times, and he finally said, "I...don't... owe...you..."

"Plop..." A mouthful of blood was spat out, and the person passed out.