Invincible Kungfu Healer

Mo asked to draw a military dagger from the leg hanger. Every student will be equipped with a military dagger for self-protection.

A short-nosed monkey with a cheek on his cheek chased Wang Yuan to attack, and recruited fiercely. With his solid post-cultivation, he would easily deal with Wang Yuan in the middle of the solid phase.

He had a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, wearing a pair of claw sleeves. In a moment, Wang Yuan had more than a dozen claw marks on his body. He enjoyed the feeling of torturing others and playing a life to death.

Just as he flew and prepared another claw on Wang Yuan's face, a strange figure suddenly appeared in front of him. At the next moment, a cold light flashed and his neck was cold. It seemed that something was flowing out of the body. The angry ball collapsed directly to the ground.

He widened his eyes and tried to see the figure clearly, but the figure disappeared in front of him somehow, he didn't know how to die, how did the figure appear in front of him, and how did it disappear .

The same scene happened again on another tall man who besieged Wang Yuan, still a flash of cold light, the figure shook in front of his eyes, and then disappeared completely.

Two enemies who besieged him fell to the ground, Wang Yuan let out a breath. The whole person slumped on the ground as if they had no time to fight. Although the fighting time was not long, there were not many wounds on his body.

Looking at Mo Wen who once again pounced on Liu Guangwen's battle circle, a trace of terror and terror flashed in Wang Yuan's eyes. Mo Wen killed two enemies just now, simply and neatly, decisively and fiercely. Second time killing, but also very smooth.

Who is he? !

Wang Yuan's face was a bit pale, Mo asked to kill someone like playing, he actually got along with such a person for a month.

"Not good, boss, everyone else is dead."

The only person on the field who didn't make a shot soon found out that something was wrong and shouted in horror.

The little middle-aged man who was concentrating on dealing with Liu Guangwen was shocked when he heard the words, and looked away. Sure enough, there were five corpses lying on the ground, all of whom were his.

His face became extremely ugly in an instant, and I don't know where things have changed.

How long is this? No more than a minute, they died five people, who can have such terrible means!

"Withdraw!"

The little middle-aged man almost didn't think about it, he shouted, and directly dropped Liu Guangwen.

He knew that he had made a mistake today, but he didn't expect that there would be such a master around Liu Guangwen. He knew that he would send some more people out, at least find an ancient warrior with a real world.

"I want to go now, don't you feel late?"

A plain voice suddenly sounded behind the small middle-aged man, and at the same time a cold light rushed straight to his back.

The little middle-aged man's face changed a lot when he heard his words.

"Give you back what you said before, tonight, don't want to leave alone."

Mo Wen raised a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, a flick of his finger, a flash of silver, and the solid warrior who had ran a dozen meters away in the distance suddenly fell to the ground, and a blood hole suddenly appeared in the back of his head. .

It was n’t that he was too murderous, but that he did n’t want to cause some inexplicable trouble. Tonight ’s events can be said to have nothing to do with him, just happened to happen. No matter what happened to Liu Guangwen, he didn't want to participate in Liu Guangwen's affairs.

Therefore, all the people who killed them tonight must die. Only if they are all dead, no one will find him and Qin Xiaoyou, but continue to kill Liu Guangwen.

"You are not afraid of killing your heart too much and being condemned."

Finally, the little middle-aged man was a little scared. Mo just asked how he appeared behind him. He didn't realize at all that in the face of such an enemy, no one would feel at ease.

"There are good kills and evil kills for murder. You can be ashamed. You stay in the world and pollute the society. I don't mind overtaking you and sending you to the Western Elysium."

Mo Wenfeng Qingyundan smiled, he killed a lot of people, but never killed innocent.

Some people only think that their lives are precious. Others' lives are all mustards. He kills others as he pleases, and when others kill him, he commits sin.

"The tongue is as clever as a tongue, killing is killing. Even if you die today, it won't make you feel better."

The little middle-aged man with a cold face, knowing that things are not good tonight, and again became fierce again.

Mo smiled indifferently, but the dagger in his hand came out, and the cold light flashed before it appeared in front of the small middle-aged man.

The little middle-aged man sneered, and pulled out a large knife from behind without any haste. One turned to escape the attack of the dagger. At the same time, the long knife in his hand was immediately swung out, hitting the dagger and striking it directly .

Mo Wen raised his eyebrows. The little middle-aged man had some skills. No wonder he could become the leader of the seven.

But while throwing the dagger, his figure moved instantly. When the little middle-aged man just hit the flying dagger, Mo Wen suddenly appeared in front of him.

Punched a fist without fancy, and a sudden burst of a strong and overbearing breath suddenly appeared on his body. It was not the air pressure of deep cultivation, but the overbearing will of the strong man with inner heart.

Is born from the heart, any coercion in front of a powerful enough mental force, can not withstand a blow.

A simple punch, but the small middle-aged man felt like a mountain hit him, and the unstoppable momentum came, and there seemed to be a peerless strong man coming on the ground.

His momentum weakened in an instant, and a trembling from the heart rose uncontrollably. Although he knew it was an illusion, it was false, but it was not controlled by him at all.

In front of the fearful strong man's will, he couldn't even control his body to make the enemy's movements, he could only barely lay his long sword in front of him, trying to block Mo Wen's landslide punch.

Overlord Boxing!

This is the real Overlord Boxing, carrying the domineering domineering power of the world's powerful, will not compromise the sky, the will, will never compromise the will.

Only by possessing a strong heart can you know what is Overlord Boxing.

The reason why Mo Wen of that lifetime was still unable to comprehend the true meaning of Overlord Boxing is that he still does not have a strong heart.

After, he tasted the baicao, trekked the mountains and waded into the sinister land, faced with the threat of death and struggled to survive every day. No matter what difficulties he faced, he never compromised before he gradually tempered a strong heart.

Perhaps his body is not strong, but he has the will of a strong man who cannot be defeated.

The power of the soul is mysterious and unbelievable. It is not affected by any time, space, dimension, and everything. If my will is there, I will always be a strong man.

At this time, the power of the soul was fully released, which is the truest aspect of Mo Wen. Under the ordinary and indifferent appearance, there is always a strong and unyielding heart.

Because of this, he dared to leave everything behind, not in prosperity, UU reading www.www. uukanshu. Comm worked tirelessly and walked alone into the misty and misty mountains.

Roar!

A roaring tiger's roar suddenly sounded in the heart of the small middle-aged man, and he was in a trance for a while, and his mind was completely lost.

At the next moment, his body flew out and hit the ground fiercely. The long knife in his hand broke into two pieces, struggling for a while, but he didn't get up again.

died? !

Liu Guangwen looked at the little middle-aged man who fell to the ground in amazement. The master who had just pushed him into a dangerous situation just now died without even answering the question! He couldn't believe his eyes.

He had always thought that Mo Wen was at most similar to him, but he did not want the gap to be so great.

The punch just fell into his eyes seems to be a very simple punch, but why the small middle-aged man died so badly.

He walked in front of the little middle-aged man and found his eyes widened, full of panic and terror.

He squatted down to examine the body of the small middle-aged man, but was shocked and sat on the ground. The body of the little middle-aged man was like a pile of mud, and all his bones were broken!

Is just a simple punch, but the power is so terrible, he couldn't help shaking in his heart a few times.

Mo Wen looked a little pale, but it was like standing on a wooden pile without moving. For the first time, he exhibited a real Bawang fist without the coordination of inner energy, which was too much consumption of the mind.

Punched out with a punch, and a burst of fatigue gradually came to mind.