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    The end of the road is the end of the world.

    The end of the conversation is killing.

    The relationship itself is endless, and there is no need to talk nonsense at this time. A dozen deacons gathered Pei Yuan in the center, and locked him firmly with murderous intent.

    While the black cloak was flipping, cold light flickered, and weapons were drawn out, including knives, swords, and strange weapons with strange styles.

    There was no roar, no shout of killing, everything seemed silent and depressing, like a sign before disaster struck.

    I don't know who made the first move, a black cloak like a cloud of ink flew up in the air, and headed towards Pei Yuan with a hood. At the moment when his vision was blocked, more than a dozen people shot at the same time.

    Boom!

    Fist strength, palm wind, sword energy, sword glowall kinds of things erupted in the blink of an eye, the air flow surged violently, it seemed to be thickened into a paste, and then it was bombarded with severe electricity, and it exploded suddenly, like  Thunder howled.

    Pei Yuan suddenly felt like a flat boat caught in a boundless tsunami. When the huge waves came, he would be smashed to pieces in an instant.

    During the flow of spirits, Pei Yuan clearly grasped the level of these people, at least half of them have grown internally, and two of them are masters of pulse opening, plus a covetous Delong

    Looking at the entire rivers and lakes, not many people dare to underestimate this power.

    Especially when these dozens of people shot together, they seemed to follow a strange formation, able to draw each other's energy and make up for their weaknesses.

    Although in a place like the sticky pole, even colleagues have their own ulterior motives, and people's hearts are not in harmony, it is impossible to integrate the strength of more than a dozen people into one, but at least it can increase the strength by 10 to 20%.

    Facing such a fierce attack, Pei Yuan did not back down.

    Once retreating, the momentum will be weak.

    There is Delong on the big tree next to him waiting for an opportunity. As long as Pei Yuan's momentum is a little weak and he shows a little flaw, it is the best time for him to launch a thunderous surprise attack from behind.

    Pei Yuan stretched out his palm, and Lightning grabbed the black cloak that was covering him.

    It's just that before the fingers touch the cloak, there are densely packed sharp needles suddenly appearing on it. If you print your hand on it unexpectedly, your hand will be full of holes.

    If every fine needle is fed with poison

    Pei Yuan's grasp was as fast as lightning, and it seemed that he couldn't hold it anymore. Suddenly, the energy in his palm gushed out, turning into a whirling force, and when it hit the cloak, it even drove the cloak to spin rapidly.

    The originally soft and soft feather coat was stretched straight in an instant, like a rapidly rotating shield, facing the incoming swords and fists.

    Boom!

    Amidst the roar of energy, the cloak immediately shattered, and black feathers flew all over the sky.

    Pei Yuan turned his body upside down, and from his long sleeves, two daggers spat out and flew crosswise, as if lightning flashed one after another. He only heard the collision of energy, and the sound of weapons clashing quickly sounded, and he had already received the attack from behind, left and right!

    Without waiting for the opponent to gain momentum again, Pei Yuan flew the dagger in his hand and charged into the group of deacons. His movement was like clear light and lightning, flying up and down, moving back and forth, and every time the sword flashed, it hit everyone miraculously  Weaknesses make it impossible for the formation to form again.

    More than a dozen deacons felt as if they were the place where there were few people, surrounded by the other party alone, but they were not impetuous, but sneered in their hearts.

    With such a fierce and swift attack, how fast is the real power consumed?

    They don't believe that the opponent can sustain this level of offensive for a long time.

    Delong stood on the tree trunk, his eyes fixed on the battle situation without blinking, his whole body's true energy circulated to the extreme, and he could unleash the strongest blow at any time.

    Seeing the fighting situation on the field, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised.

    In the previous fight, he knew how difficult Wang Yongnian was, and he could be called a master of the same level as him.

    If he left the field rashly, he would definitely become Wang Yongnian's key target. Even if he was killed in the end, he might have to pay some price under the counterattack of the dying opponent.

    Delong has a high position and weight, and he is not forced to do so, so he is naturally unwilling to fight the opponent easily.

    Let these deacons fight with Wang Yongnian, it is just right to consume each other's strength, anyway, they are all Xiamin, and they will recruit another batch after they die.

    After a while.

    when!  Dangdang!

    ? In the arena, metal and iron clashed, and lightning arcs burst out one after another. Pei Yuan blocked the attacks from all directions with two short swords. It seemed that, as everyone expected, his strength had begun to decay. When the short sword flew, there was a slight delay.

    This point froze, and was immediately caught by the experienced deacon, who rushed forward with the strong wind, and the fist wind shooknbsp;This roar was released with true energy, and it was thunderous immediately, shaking the soldiers on the city wall and many business travelers who entered the city to look sideways.

    But after more than a hundred miles of pursuit, Delong and Pei Yuan had narrowed the distance to less than 30 feet. As he roared out this sentence full of strength, the breath in his body was vented, and the speed was unavoidable.  Slowed down a bit.

    With just such a slowdown, Pei Yuan had already approached within ten feet, and blasted out with a splitting palm.

    Delong just flashed sideways, only to hear a sharp whistling sound of "à²", a white light pierced from behind him like a rainbow piercing the sun, Delong's chest felt cold, and when he looked up, he saw a dagger  penetrate his whole body.

    The remaining power was still huge, leading him to fly forward, cut through a space of tens of feet, and hit the high part of the city wall. The dagger pierced into the wall with a "pop", hanging him up like drying clothes  ?
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