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    Following Nangong Qiong's order, all the killers in the Huajin realm in Purgatory took action.  Except for the very few captains, Hao Jian, and Liu Yuan who wanted to stay and contain the dragon soul, the rest of them rushed towards Huangfu Qingyue and Weasel aggressively.  Yang Jian stood on a high place and looked down, and suddenly saw more than ten masters of Huajin realm attacking Huangfu Qingyue and Weasel.  With the current strength of Huangfu Qingyue and Weasel, don¡¯t say they have been injured.  Even if you are at your peak, you will never be able to defeat ten masters in the realm of strength.  Dragon Soul¡¯s captain, Hao Jian, and Liu Yuan wanted to lend a helping hand, but they were unable to do anything.  As long as they dare to move, the killers from Purgatory will rush forward desperately, attacking them while trying to tear apart the defense line.  If the purgatory killers succeed, even if they succeed in saving Huangfu Qingyue and Weasel, Huo'er will be in danger.  By then you will be completely passive.  Seeing that the battle situation was developing in a direction that was not conducive to Dragon Soul, everyone in Dragon Soul had ugly expressions.  Nangong Qiong is obviously aware of this.  He laughed proudly and said: "Yang Jian, have you seen? In the face of the general situation, a person's power is insignificant, so what if you can fight? Can you save your companions among so many killers? You can't  !" Nangong Qiong seemed to have seen the balance of victory tilting towards him, and the smile on his face became more and more arrogant.  "One person's strength is not enough to turn things around. It only means that this person's strength is not enough." Yang Jian said calmly: "As long as the strength is strong enough, there is nothing that cannot be done. As long as I am standing here, let alone your purgatory.  With such a small number of people, even if there are ten times more people, they can't even think of harming Huangfu Qingyue under my nose." As he spoke, Yang Jian squatted down and slapped the wall hard with his right palm.  Under Yang Jian¡¯s terrifying palm force, the bricks on the wall instantly fell apart.  Yang Jian silently picked up the broken bricks.  During this process, Nangong Qiong had been paying attention to Yang Jian's every move, but because of the angle, he could not see Yang Jian's specific movements in the dark. He could only see Yang Jian slap him with his palm until he died.  "Yang Jian! What do you want to do?" The proud look on Nangong Qiong's face gradually faded away, replaced by panic and uneasiness, obviously because he couldn't guess what Yang Jian wanted to do.  When he was unable to defeat Yang Jian, the unknown fear made him suddenly confused.  He took two steps back warily.  At the same time, Purgatory's Huajin realm killer has really approached Huangfu Qingyue and Weasel.  At this critical moment, the broken bricks in Yang Jian's hand were ejected one by one.  "Chi chi chi!" As the harsh sound of breaking through the air sounded, the broken bricks in Yang Jian's hand were like armor-piercing bullets, flying towards the killers in purgatory at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.  When the broken bricks approached them, these killers must have noticed it, and they all looked back in confusion.  It¡¯s just that their attention was initially focused on Huangfu Qingyue and Weasel.  They obviously didn¡¯t expect Yang Jian, who was hundreds of meters away, to be able to attack them.  By the time they discovered the broken bricks, it was already too late.  Under the attack of broken bricks, many killers in the Purgatory Huajin realm had their throats slit, their temples punched, or their hearts hit.  Anyway, as long as they are hit by Yang Jian, there are only two consequences for them, death or serious injury that makes them lose their combat effectiveness.     No!  Strictly speaking, there is only one fate for them, and that is death!  Because at the moment when these killers in the Huajin realm lose their fighting power, Weasel and Huangfu Qingyue will wave their butcher knives in a tacit understanding and send them away.  In the blink of an eye, the killers who pounced on Huangfu Qingyue and Weasel were completely wiped out.  Nangong Qiong¡¯s face turned livid when he witnessed all this.  Yang Jian returned what he just said to Nangong Qiong and said: "Nangong Qiong, do you believe it now? As long as one person is strong enough, the so-called general trend and the crowd tactics can all be reversed by oneself. You can't do it just because you  Not strong enough!" "Impossible!" Nangong Qiong shouted hysterically: "I have fought with you just now, and I know your strength very well. Although your body skills are very strange, your strength is still in the realm of strength.  How could you kill a master of the same level by attacking with a hidden weapon?" "Because your men are too careless," Yang Jian said slowly, "As the saying goes, arrogant soldiers will be defeated. They besieged Huangfu Qingyue with a strength of ten people.  The Weasel must have thought that he would win, so he would have less vigilance. If I attack at this juncture, they will not die until they die.Management.  " "You and I will fight with you!  " I believe Nangong Qiong is already very aware of the current situation. If he doesn't find a way to reverse the situation quickly, failure will be the only thing waiting for him. In this case, Nangong Qiong seemed to have forgotten that he had suffered a big loss under Yang Jian, and rushed with red eyes.  Xiang Yang Jian. Seeing Nangong Qiong getting closer and closer to him, Yang Jian was ready to take action.  " At this moment, Yang Jian saw a black shadow flash past and kicked Nangong Qiong hard in the abdomen. Nangong Qiong, who suffered a heavy blow, screamed in pain and flew back to the original place like a cannonball. But Nangong Qiong's attack  It seemed like he was hit hard, but in fact, the person who kicked him used such force that he landed on the floor tiles with such a heavy force, it was obvious that when Nangong Qiong landed, the black shadow also fell on the floor.  Nangong Qiong stood in front of him, and then turned to face Yang Jian. They saw this man who was about forty or fifty years old, very tall, and wearing black clothes and pants. Yang Jian and Nangong Qiong didn't notice him approaching just now, except that he had certain strength.  In addition to the fact that Yang Jian and the others were not wary of him, his appearance was not the important point. The important point was that Yang Jian saw a familiar outline on this middle-aged man's face, and his appearance was almost the same as that of Nangong Qiong.  When Nangong Qiong stood up again, he had an angry look on his face, as if he wanted to fight the middle-aged man. But when he saw the middle-aged man, he immediately became quiet. "Dad, why are you here?"  "Although Yang Jian was mentally prepared, he was still slightly shocked when he heard Nangong Qiong call the middle-aged man like this, and then smiled with interest: "If the younger one can't beat him, will the old one jump out to protect him?  But I see that your strength is about the same as that of your son. What can you do?  " There is no doubt that this middle-aged man is Nangong Qiong's father, Nangong Xuan, who Huangfu Qingyue has always wanted to kill. Nangong Xuan did not answer his precious son. Instead, he answered Yang Jian: "The strength of our father and son is indeed  It's not that far apart, we can't defeat you alone, but what if we join forces?  "To be continued.  
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