Commanding Wind and Cloud

The madam of the city lord was kicked and flew backwards, and it looked like several bones were broken. The person who hit her was not the strong-looking warrior, but a very sexy and beautiful woman.

Looking at Lucifer Liushui with enthusiasm and amazement, it would not be an accident if Gu Yue Jiaying did this kick, but it would be a bit ridiculous to change it to this witch. She doesn't seem to have any special relationship with Biluo, right?

After all, the two had only known each other for a day.

"Dare to provoke my sister..." Lucifer Liushui looked puzzled, rolled up his sleeves and was about to move forward before continuing to fight.

Gu Yue Jiaying pointed at Lucifer Liushui, who was about to go berserk, and said calmly, "That's your sister, she's older than you."

"Sister?" Lucifer Liushui nodded quickly, "Dare to provoke my sister, see if I..."

Lucifer turned his head, and looked puzzled at Gu Yue Jiaying who patted his shoulder for the second time: "Eldest sister..."

"Here, when is it your turn to speak? Call the shots? Have you made a move?" Gu Yue Jiaying glanced at Qian Jin: "The man in the family is here."

Lucifer's flowing water suddenly changed from the tiger's downhill attitude to that of a little sheep, obediently backing away, his beautiful single eyes shone shyly as he looked at Mo Jin: "Ah Jin, I didn't control my emotions for a while, please forgive me."

Ma Hongwen felt that his eyeballs were about to fall off, this...what's the background of this kid? Listening to the meaning of the words of the beauty who looks so plain, it seems that all these women are this kid's women? He is the backbone of the family!

The people around held their breaths and stared blankly at Mo Jin. The violent and sexy woman just now looked very powerful, right? It turned out to be this man's woman?

Situ Yixiao curled up on the ground, coughed out two mouthfuls of blood, finally calmed down, looked at the four soldiers and a magician around him, and immediately shouted with fire in his eyes: "Are you all dead? Can't you see that I was beaten? What are you doing standing there? Hit me!"

"But madam..."

"But what a fart! Hit Mrs. Ben! Beat me to death! If you beat me to death, I'll be the one!"

Situ Yi Xiao's unkempt eyes shot out fierce and angry light, he reluctantly raised his arms and pointed at Mo Jin: "Hit! Hit them all! If you kill them, I will give you 50,000, no! 100,000 gold coins!"

The four fighters got the guarantee from the wife of the city lord. Stimulated by a large amount of gold coins, their complexions changed at the same time.

The three fighters stopped at the battle against demons. The other one, who was 1.9 meters tall, suddenly shook, and his body changed dramatically. Black leopard prints ran along his forehead, from the corners of his ears to the tip of his nose. His pupils changed from the original prototype to a black vertical black line. Four sharp canine teeth protruded from his mouth.

Blood Warrior! Bloodline battle! The onlookers were all stunned. Among the servants beside the mayor's wife, there was actually a blood warrior, an invincible blood warrior!

For a moment, everyone felt sad for the energy. It was not good to offend anyone, but the wife of the city lord, and beside the wife of the city lord, there were blood warriors who would never be defeated.

Blood Warrior! In the eyes of ordinary people, that is synonymous with invincibility!

Three battles against demons, nine battles against demons! Thunder Leopard Blood Warrior!

Enthusiasm looked at the Leibao bloodline who had only fought nine battles in middle age and shook his head again and again. This is a bloodline warrior who hasn't stimulated the bloodline power for many years, and his potential may have come to an end.

The magician has already started to raise the magic wand, and several rays of light rushed out from the magic robe and fell on the soldiers one after another. Bi Luo said in a low voice: "Acceleration... can increase the speed by 10%..."

The four fighters cooperated together for a long time, and they had already formed a strong tacit understanding. It was just an exchange of eyes, and the four suddenly separated in different directions, and then all locked their targets on Lucifer Liushui.

Soldiers who have experienced life-and-death fights can see the kick of Lucifer's flowing water and judge the degree of her threat.

Whether it was the timing, strength or angle of that kick, it was considered just right, and was immediately recognized by the four as the most threatening opponent.

Four fighters, attacking in four directions, with four ferocious stomping sounds, and the sound of the body rubbing against the air as it moved at high speed in the air.

For a moment, a gust of wind seemed to blow out of nowhere in the hall room.

Vigorously raised his hand to protect Lucifer Liushui and the others behind him, he clenched his fingers suddenly, and at the same time as the joints cracked, the fighting spirit in his body also bloomed at a high speed!

The first battle to conquer the devil, the second war... the nine battles! The first battle against demons, the second war... five battles and nine battles!

The powerful dou qi rotated crazily in the dou orifice at high speed and came out through the body, and the impacting clothes made the sound of wind blowing.

Countless life-and-death battles, many days of practice in the ancient wasteland and sandy sea, although the enthusiasm did not explode at this moment, it still bloomed with a sturdy momentum.

The powerful strength combined with the aura exuded by the vigorous and burly body, seemed to form a solid wooden stake, and they slammed into the four rushing fighters one after another, causing them to be distracted for a moment and slow down a little.

At this moment of slowing down, the four fighters turned their ankles to change the attacking angle of their bodies, and punched every vital point of Qian Jin's body from all directions.

bang bang bang bang...

There was a series of clashing sounds of fists and feet, as if countless fighters were kicking and beating sandbags in the fighter training ground, making dull sounds again and again. People only saw the storm of fists and feet, and they seemed to have no strength to fight back at all. They just stood there and let the four powerful fighters carry out murderous blows again and again.

The stormy fists and kicks hit their bodies in an instant and then disappeared without a trace in the next few seconds. The four fighters shook their fists and kicks with dignified faces.

pain! The pain he had never experienced before, the punches and feet seemed not to hit the flesh, nor the wooden stakes, even the rock fight was not as strong as this person's body, it seemed to be really like steel.

As soon as the attack of the storm stopped, the onlookers who were shopping in the clothes store were dumbfounded, and they didn't have the motivation to move. Apart from the clothes being smashed in many places, the skin that was somewhat bronzed didn't even have a single bruise.

It was as if the four of them were fighting each other instead of Qi Jin just now, and Qi Jin just stood at the closest distance to watch.

Fight against demons!

The strength of vigor suddenly rose to a new height the moment the dead man stopped attacking. The tyrannical strength made the four fighters startled at the same time, and their heads completely stopped thinking at this moment.

Battle of killing demons? Such a young warrior turned out to be a battle against demons? Is he a blood warrior? How strong will he be if he changes his bloodline and body?

"You are her subordinates, and you should attack when you receive the order." Motivation slowly moved his neck: "But the attack is so vicious, and it is too much to want my life! Today I will leave some souvenirs for you, so that you can remember..."

"Not good! Withdraw!" The Thunder Leopard warrior's skin was sensitive and he felt a sense of danger. While shouting, his body rushed towards the door of the room. The commemoration that the young man said was definitely not something...

Click!

The Thunder Leopard blood warrior suddenly felt his vacated body retreating backwards, his ankles seemed to be firmly clamped by large steel pincers, his fierce explosive power was no different from an ant tug-of-war with an elephant in front of the big iron pincers.

The big hands like iron pincers were full of strength. When the Thunder Leopard blood warrior was pulled back, there was a sharp pain in his ankle. It was the sound of bones being completely crushed.

Grabbing the Thunder Leopard bloodline warrior vigorously, crushing his ankles with both hands, he slammed his elbows outwards directly on his knees, smashing both knees to pieces, and then turned his hands outwards and chopped on the Thunder Leopard bloodline warrior's shoulders, directly smashing the two shoulder blades to pieces.

The crowd hardly saw how the motivation was to make a move. The four besieged soldiers fell to the ground like mud, their knees, ankles, wrists, elbows, and shoulder blades were all completely smashed!

Abandoned! Completely useless! Even if there is an orthopedic medicine with a senior pharmacist, at most it can only restore the ability to use equipment, stand, walk, and use items to eat. Want to fight? It's no longer possible in this life.

Mo Jin looked at the magician and raised his hand slightly: "Are you doing it yourself, or I will do it."

The magician held the magic wand tightly with both hands, and tears of fear had already burst out from the corners of his eyes. This young warrior was too terrifying! He knew that everyone was the servant of the city lord, but he still attacked so viciously? Isn't he afraid that the city lord will make trouble for him?

"I... I am the servant of the city lord..."

Mo Jin smiled faintly, it was very easy to spare this magician, all he had to do was wave his hand. but! If he was spared today, someone would bully him again tomorrow.

Use your own morality to make the other party ups and downs? Qian Jin doesn't think he has that kind of personality charm. If he really had such charm, he wouldn't meet someone like Aibijia.

Since it is impossible to influence them with personality charm for the time being, then... Motivation shakes his shoulders lightly, telling anyone who wants to make trouble, think about those people before doing it, and what the consequences will be after doing it.

"Since you don't do it, then I..."

The magician let out a strange cry, and more than a dozen wind blades visible to the naked eye flew out from under the robe, and hit the magician himself fiercely. Immediately, blood was mutilated, blood splattered, and broken bones became the main theme of his body.