I Can Crit In Martial Arts

　　 At this time, Zhang Guanjiao only wanted to rescue Miss Eight.

　　 The trend is over now.

　　 The second son did not show the truth, no one would have thought that he would have such a strategy, and he really underestimated him.

　　 "I let go of Miss Eight."

　　 Zhang Guanjiao saw that the worst hadn’t happened yet, he couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

　　 Seeing the guys who came, the second son frowned, showing disgust.

　　 "It's a bunch of annoying guys."

　　 The group of masters standing next to the second son had a calm expression, looking at Zhang Guanjiao and others who had arrived, their expressions were very indifferent, and there was a feeling of not putting them in their eyes.

　　 "Miss Eighth, are you okay?" Zhang Guanjiao shouted.

　　 "I'm fine."

　　 Miss Eighth did not have much hope for the arrival of Zhang Guanjiao and others. She had seen the strength of the three with her own eyes, they were very strong, and the three masters she had found might not be opponents.

"Zhang Guanjiao, you are an old man in the league. You have made great contributions to the Qinglei League. I admire your loyalty to the Qinglei League. As the saying goes, good birds choose trees and live there. She is not your best home, but I Yes, you have to think carefully."

　　 The second son is still very optimistic about Zhang Guanjiao, and I hope he can be smarter.

　　 "I understand the kindness of the second son, but unfortunately, you are not the democracy in my heart." Zhang Guanjiao refused.

　　 "Ah..." The second son waved his arms angrily, and said grimly: "If you don't know what's good or bad, and if you don't know good or bad, I will twist your heads off and kick the ball."

　　 "Kill them for me."

　　 Zhang Guanjiao said in a deep voice: "Three, I will ask you later."

　　 Tang Yan, Zheng Sandao, Pan Yueshan's expressions focused a little, the next is definitely a hard fight, afterwards, they must pay more, which is beyond their previous scope.

at this time.

　　 The three masters who stayed next to the second son came out.

　　 The man with iron claws, middle-aged, skinny as a monkey, licking iron claws, his eyes gloomy, as if thinking about which part of their body would be torn apart.

　　 The man with the giant axe on his shoulder is of good shape. He walked out from behind, the giant axe fell to the ground, and smashed into the pit. His eyes looked at the four scum that was about to die in their hands with contempt.

　　 When the third person came out, he didn't show much performance. He just stood between the two and looked forward blankly.

　　……

　　 Guo Zhengtang's attention was not on them, but Lin Fan. He didn't know when this kid was going to take action, even if he was already a useless person.

　　 But it can still be seen clearly, these three seem to be good, but they are definitely not Lin Fan's opponents.

　　 Lin Fan knew Zhang Guanjiao would be defeated. The man carrying the giant sword beside the second son was very strong, and he didn't know where he got the master.

　　 Tang Yan looked at the man with the sword back, her eyes fixed on the other's hilt, and a black and red cloth was buckled at the end of the hilt, swaying with the wind, as if she was thinking of something, her expression changed slightly, and she asked tentatively.

　　 "Are you the giant sword Yuan Long?"

　　 When she said the name, Zheng Sandao and Pan Yueshan were very surprised, and then their complexion changed greatly, and they all looked at each other.

　　 "Do you know me?" Yuan Long said slowly.

　　 As expected, it really is...

　　 Tang Yan immediately hugged her fist respectfully and said: "I have heard rumors that, carrying a huge sword, like to buckle a white cloth on the hilt of the sword, **** murder, and eventually turn black and red."

　　 "Well, that's a good point." Yuan Long nodded slightly, a little eye-catching.

Tang Yan, Zheng Sandao, and Pan Yueshan looked at each other. From their eyes, they could see the look of horror. They were the real gods of murder and had a great reputation outside, but not many people had seen him, because they all became. The dead soul of his great sword.

　　 suddenly.

　　 The three of them retreated.

　　 They retired.

　　 Zhang Guanjiao saw the expressions of Tang Yan and the others, and he knew it was not good. He just wanted to speak, but it was too late.

"Senior Yuan Long, the three of us have no intention of opposing predecessors. We just collect money and do things for others. Now Senior Yuan Long is in front of you, how dare we fight against you? Can we let the three of us leave." Tang Yan was very nervous and looked very nervous. Respectful, dare not presumptuous.

　　 "Yes." Yuan Long Xi's words are like gold, and the strong have a strong demeanor.

　　 Tang Yan and others breathed a sigh of relief and left.

　　 "Three, I had a good talk before, but now you are in contradiction, moral and righteousness." Zhang Guanjiao could not let them leave, otherwise there would be no hope.

　　 "Senior Yuan Long is in person, how can we dare to be presumptuous, take care of the current affairs, and be a master of the current affairs? Don't think about irreversible things."

　　 "Farewell!"

　　 After speaking, the three of them disappeared into the night, running faster than anyone else.

　　 Only Zhang is left to teach one person. The wind is messy.

　　 his face was full of anger.

　　 "Ki Sheng, Zheng Yuan, take a good look, this is a master, what are the two you looked for before." The second son was annoyed when he thought of those two.

　　 Kuisheng and Zheng Yuan bow their heads in shame.

　　 Those two are actually not weak, they are just the masters, and both fell.

　　 But they also looked at this giant sword Yuan Long in shock. They were really overbearing. When others heard his name, they fled in fright and quickly begged for mercy. They really admired it.

　　 "Bamei, where did you find the three masters, why did you run away dingy?" The second son joked.

　　 Miss Eight is desperate, there is really no hope.

　　 Zhang Guanjiao is helpless.

　　 looked at the situation before him.

　　 Lin Fan's eyes fell on Miss Eight, and then looked at Zhang Guanjiao. With Zhang Guanjiao's strength, he couldn't survive in the hands of this group of people.

　　 The second son said: "Zhang Guanjiao, you are now at the end of the road, and I don't take you seriously~www.wuxiahere.com~ Please watch a good show. It may be a scene you will never see in your life."

　　 Zhang Guanjiao was helpless, but when he heard what the second son said, he said angrily: "What do you want to do?"

"Nothing, just let this humble little boy play with my eighth sister's body, just so everyone can take a look." The second son pointed at Lin Fan, smiling very sinister, even a little sick, if he is not sick, it is not allowed. Can do such a thing.

　　 "You are frantic." Zhang Guanjiao's expression changed drastically.

　　 screamed inwardly, old leader, come forward, Qing Lei League is really completely messed up.

　　 The second son smiled, seeing that Lin Fan was still indifferent, and instructed Master Iron Claw to make arrangements for him. Since he didn't take the initiative, he would help him take the initiative.

　　 The Iron Claw Master walked in front of Lin Fan.

　　 "You didn't hear the words of the second son, I have to help you, or you guys have a good fortune tonight." The iron claw master smiled, and then reached out and grabbed Lin Fan's shoulder.

　　 suddenly.

　　 His complexion changed slightly, he felt something was wrong, and he wanted to drag the opponent, no matter how hard he exerted, he still remained motionless.

　　 "You..." The Iron Claw master looked at Lin Fan, and found that the opponent was calm and calm, without the panic that others should have at this time.

　　 This is obviously a problem.

　　 Lin Fan cast his gaze away and glanced at the iron claw that fell on his shoulder, then his gaze fell on the opponent, stretched out his palm, and slapped the opponent's chest.

　　Four palms together.

　　 Boom!

　　 The vigorous energy burst out in an instant, the iron claw master flew out, **** and fleshy on his chest, the energy penetrated, burst from the back, fell to the ground, blood gushing out from his mouth.

　　 "The farce should end." Lin Fan said slowly.

　　PS: Stomach hurts, take a papa, and continue to write when I’ll be back