Doomsday Rise

In an instant, the already unclear sky suddenly darkened, and the air seemed to turn into liquid, extremely viscous. The shadow of a goshawk faintly appeared in the sky, exuding a domineering aura. A middle-aged man wearing yellow clothes, at this moment It also turned jet black.

A space of five or six meters appeared in a blink of an eye.

A trace of horror flashed across Tang Dingdong's delicate face. The middle-aged man's energy locked her at the moment he took action. There was no one around, but she didn't know how to dodge. No matter where she went, the opportunity pulled her. It will increase the momentum of middle-aged people. His arms were crossed, and two daggers slipped out of his sleeves, gleaming with cold light.

With a kick of both feet, Tang Dingdong took the initiative to meet him like an arrow from the string. He stabbed, flicked or scratched with his dagger, transforming into a piece of light and shadow. He struck out more than twenty moves in an instant. The crowd saw it, and the middle-aged man was instantly captured. Surrounded by daggers, he couldn't help but let out a exclamation.

The middle-aged man curled his fingers like claws. After exchanging more than ten moves, he flicked on the dagger.

Ding--

With a clear and clear sound, Tang Dingdong was shocked as if he was struck by lightning. The dagger in his right hand flew out, just in the direction of Liu Wei'an. Her two daggers were like two doors. When she lost one of her daggers, the door suddenly opened wide. In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged man grabbed her shoulders.

boom!

Tang Dingdong flew out, staggered after landing, and almost fell. The clothes on his shoulders were scratched, exposing his snow-white skin. The marks of three fingers penetrated half a centimeter into the skin. In the blink of an eye, his shoulders became red, swollen and black, which was shocking. From the right side of the chest to the abdomen, there were three long blood marks, nearly 20 centimeters long. If they were just half a minute, they might not be disembowelled.

But it was Tang Dingdong who kicked the middle-aged man in the stomach with his bald head, hoping to force him back. Unexpectedly, the kick was like kicking a stone. The middle-aged man's lower abdomen was so hard that it almost broke her legs. At the critical moment, the remaining strength turned into support, and she used it to shoot out. Thanks to her quick change of moves, she was able to avoid the middle-aged man's hidden killer move. Even so, the middle-aged man shot too quickly and was still seriously injured.

Being escaped by Tang Dingdong, the middle-aged man seemed to feel ashamed. He snorted, and the sound turned into sound waves and exploded in Tang Dingdong's mind. Tang Dingdong trembled all over, and a wisp of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. In shock, the middle-aged man The person was already in front of him. He closed his eyes and said to himself: My life is at stake. The gap between the two is too big.

Seeing that Tang Dingdong was about to die under his claws, at the critical moment, a huge figure emerged from the crowd. Why do you say huge? Zhiyin. This person was too big, with a big face, big hands, big legs and a big belly, as if a mountain of meat jumped out. , I'm afraid it won't weigh more than five hundred pounds.

laugh--

Roshan turned his body into a weapon and smashed it off the middle-aged man's head. Naturally, the middle-aged man didn't want to be hit by this unknown thing. As soon as his footsteps moved, the lightning moved back half a meter. The Eagle Claw Skill caught Roshan, but It felt extremely slippery at the beginning, as if I had caught a loach, but I couldn't put any effort on it, and in the end I only scratched two rags.

A strong wind rose in his mind, and the middle-aged man turned around with lightning, and used a move to cut the body of a goshawk into pieces and sacrifice it. It was extremely sharp, and the person who made the sneak attack knew how powerful it was. He turned back with a somersault and was as agile as a monkey. The middle-aged man glanced at him, but he saw a short, thin young man, about 16 years old, with a weathered face, but he looked like an old man who had been struggling in society for more than ten years.

Another person walked through the crowd. He was tall and tall, his hands were clean and slender, and his nails were perfectly manicured. These were piano-playing hands. At the moment, he was holding a three-foot green-edged sword. He was about twenty-one or twelve years old. As he walked, He has a vague aristocratic air, taking his time, with a charming smile on his face, and the aura he inadvertently reveals makes people dare not underestimate him.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, seeing how many outstanding young people appeared out of nowhere. This fat man should be only about twenty years old. His strength has reached the late Silver stage, and his future growth will be limitless. When he caught a glimpse of Qian Qidan's body, which was already cold on the ground, he felt murderous intent.

"Stump, hit him." The noble young man saw the middle-aged man's eyes flashing fiercely, and immediately spoke out. When the middle-aged man turned his head, he drew his sword and stabbed him. Like a bolt of thunder, it appeared on the middle-aged man's chest in the blink of an eye. Drawing and stabbing the sword, all movements are done in one go, as fast as lightning.

He has obviously practiced countless times, and has reached the point where he can use it without thinking. The most terrifying thing is that before he uses his sword, he still puts on his clothes to let others attack first, but he is the first one to attack. Although he attacks openly, Even more silent and lightning-fast than a sneak attack.

laugh--

As if a mechanism was installed on the soles of the middle-aged man's feet, he moved three feet laterally and looked at a sword hole on his chest. He was actually startled and broke into a cold sweat. Then he rushed towards the noble young man with strong murderous intent. Before anyone arrived, he was filled with terrifying energy. Hengkong, the surrounding crowd all felt breathless and shocked, and the noble young man in the center did not know how much pressure he had to bear.

The aristocratic young man's expression remained unchanged, with a charming smile still on his face. The Qingfeng Sword exploded and transformed into thousands of sword shadows, covering the middle-aged man's body. The Eagle Claw Technique is complex and varied, and every blow hits the tip of the sword accurately. With each impact, the noble young man's smile becomes brighter. In the blink of an eye, the two exchange more than fifty moves, and the noble young man's smile becomes even brighter. At what time, something a little ferocious appeared faintly.

"Look, you can still laugh!" the middle-aged man shouted coldly. He exerted force on his hand, and with a clang sound, the three-foot green-edged sword broke into two pieces. The noble young man spurted out a mouthful of blood and crashed into the crowd. The middle-aged man took the second shot and only grabbed a piece of clothing. He had no time to chase, so he turned around to greet the thin young man and the fat man called the tree stump who came together.

One was as big as a mountain and attacked Shen Xiong with great power. The other was as agile as lightning and bounced like flying. Their coordination was perfect. They entangled the middle-aged man for a while, but they only caught the middle-aged man off guard. The middle-aged man was rich in experience. After more than a dozen moves, he figured out the flaws of the two people. With only three moves, the two of them were already defeated. When danger loomed, the aristocratic young man came back again. He didn't know where to find it. Come with a sword, straighten it out and stab.

Three young people, one is as fast as flying, the other is powerful, and the other is a strange combination. Each one of them is an extremely outstanding junior. If placed in other places, they will definitely shine, but they are not enough for middle-aged people. After more than a dozen moves, as the noble young man was injured again and vomited blood, the three of them took the initiative to attack and turned to defense.

boom!

The middle-aged man quickly retracted his hand, and the bullet grazed his skin. The hot air made some goosebumps appear on his skin. He raised his head, and Tang Dingdong fired three more shots.

"Hmph!" The middle-aged man flicked his sleeves, and the clothes made of ordinary materials became as hard as iron stone. Bullets were unable to penetrate them. The sleeves shook, and three bullets were shot out, one for the thin man, one for the tree stump, and one for the aristocratic young man.

The thin man groaned and turned over to avoid it, with a bloodstain on his face.

The noble young man slashed with his sword, hitting the bullet impartially, but he couldn't avoid the force of the bullet. His chest shook, and another mouthful of blood spurted out, and he took three steps back.

The tree stump let out a loud scream, his left cheek was dripping with blood, and half of his ear was shot off by a bullet.

Tang Dingdong was frightened and angry, and limped forward.

"Dingdong, you go first." The noble young man stepped forward with his sword again. The sword glow was different from the lightning-fast one before. It was slow and heavy.

The middle-aged man showed a bit of dignity, and when he moved his hands, claws appeared all over the sky, attacking the thin man, the tree stump, and Tang Dingdong, who was rushing towards him. At this moment, a dozen people in camouflage uniforms who looked like students at first sight squeezed away. The crowd rushed in, shouting loudly.

"Which bastard dares to bully Dingdong?"

"If you dare to bully me and come to Xinglong Military Academy, your feelings will become impatient."

"You must get under the flagpole and squat on horseback!"

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"Classmates, let's go quickly, this person is powerful!" Tang Dingdong was anxious and stepped up her attacks, hoping to entangle the middle-aged man. However, the middle-aged man's strength was already much higher than hers, and she was anxious. Not only did she not It can pose a threat to middle-aged people, but instead it shows its flaws and is caught by the middle-aged people, who points his finger on the dagger.

Ding!

Tang Dingdong spun and fell out, spurting out three mouthfuls of blood, his face extremely pale.

"Asshole!" More than a dozen students were furious. Regardless of bullying, they rushed forward in a swarm. Some of these students were evolvers, some were not, but regardless of whether they were or not, their attacks were extremely sharp and clean. Lisuo, it is a military style boxing.

Juntiquan is the crystallization of many years of reforms in the military. It is simple, clear, and powerful. It is already powerful when you first learn it. It is easy to practice but difficult to master. There are many people who are at the middle level, but very few can practice it to the advanced level. Apart from the teaching methods and diligent practice, Practice and talent are also very important, and the dozen or so people in front of me have all practiced to a high level. Those who know them are not surprised, and those who don't know them are all surprised.

However, the biggest shortcoming of Juntiquan is that it is an external martial art without the support of internal strength. It can be successful but not sustainable. After more than ten moves, not even the shadow of the middle-aged man was touched. The students were all energetic. At this time, the middle-aged people were The young man suddenly launched a violent attack, and screams rang out. The classmates flew out one after another and fell more than ten meters away. There were scratch marks on their shoulders, chests, or backs. Their bones were clearly visible, and their faces looked in pain.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen classmates were all injured and flew out. Only the noble youth, the thin man and the tree stump were left struggling to hold on, but they were already sweating profusely and could not hold on for long.

"Take them all down." The middle-aged man shouted towards the men brought by Qian Qidan. Qian Qidan brought out a total of twenty people. Tang Dingdong killed ** of them, leaving half of them. At this moment, he heard that After receiving the order, he immediately rushed towards the students lying on the ground unable to get up.

"Stop!" At this moment, a figure shot over from a distance. This person's face was dark, and a scar on his face was like a centipede. It was extremely terrifying, stepping on the shoulders of the crowd and rushing towards them.

Surprisingly, it was Hei Yanluo, one of the instructors at Xinglong Military Academy.

A flash of light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes. Not only did he not stop, but he accelerated his attack speed. The thin man was stunned at first and was scratched by claws on his back. He screamed and flew out, and then the tree stump was bounced away.

Ding!

The half-severed sword of the aristocratic young man flew out of his hand, and when he was about to retreat, it was too late. His throat tightened, and the middle-aged man had already grabbed his neck. The figure flashed, and Black Yama landed on the ground. He quickly retracted the palm he slapped, throwing a rat weapon.

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