Crossing into a straw bag fifth miss: 101 tactics of the art of taming

The mysterious man didn't know where the strength came from, so he insisted on standing up, staring at Ye Wushang full of resentment, and asked in a deep voice, "Ye Wang, if I must live, then don't you think about it in this life." comfortable.
Ye Wushang smiled coldly, and looked at the mysterious man's resentful eyes: "You are wrong, because you have no such possibility, you messed with me, and want to get out of your body, do you think it is possible?"

"Pfft!" Before Ye Wushang finished speaking, the mysterious man spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Boss!" The two masked men hurriedly supported her, one on the left and one on the right. At the same time, they stretched out a palm and pressed it against the back of the mysterious man, pouring their inner strength into his body recklessly.

The mysterious man struggled violently, and pushed the palms of the two away, his eyes were gloomy, and his eyes were indescribably fierce. [

"Boss, your injury is too serious, if you don't heal it in time, you will die!" A masked man shouted anxiously.

"Now this situation can no longer be taken care of so much. If you want to survive, then fight with all your strength."

The gloomy aura of the mysterious man burst out suddenly, and for a while, sword auras flew all over the sky, as if they wanted to put pressure on Ye Wushang's mind.

A look of ferocity flashed across the mysterious man's face, and he slid forward, and he had already arrived in front of Ye Wushang, and at the same time, a terrifying, cold murderous intent rushed towards him.

The mysterious man is not stupid either, he knows that he has no reservations at this time, if he can't strike all the way, then there will be no scum left.

The masked men's tacit understanding was between day and night, and there were only about twenty people, from top to bottom, with roars in their mouths.

But seeing Ye Wushang's figure blurred into thousands of figures, true and false, false and true, like looking at the moon through the fog, the mysterious man was startled, and at the same time subconsciously wanted to withdraw the sword energy, suddenly a wave of threat pressure, pouring in like a flood.

When the mysterious man was in shock, Ye Wushang's sword suddenly exploded, stabbing at the masked people around him from one side, the sword was fierce, the figure turned around, and before it could be retracted, he saw the person in front of him Several masked men fell down.

Ye Wushang flicked his wrist lightly, and the mysterious man let out a muffled groan, and took a few steps back.

"This king gave you two choices. Since you are looking for death, then this king will not be polite." Ye Wushang snorted domineeringly. When the sharp sword in his hand was pointed at the mysterious man, the two swords collided in midair. They bumped into each other fiercely, and only heard a crackling sound, and the sharp sword in the mysterious man's hand turned into two pieces, and fell floatingly.

It can be seen that Ye Wushang used at least [-]% of his strength in this move, deliberately not to give the mysterious man a stove.

At this moment, Luo Liuling's position was crackling, even Feng Qingcheng roared again and again, the figures of the two filled the sky, and the storm was indescribable.

"How, how is it possible>

"Boss!" Just when the mysterious man was in doubt, the shouts of several masked men suddenly came over, making the mysterious man turn his head to look, and several figures flew over like the wind, one by one. His face was ugly.

Seeing them jumping forward, the mysterious man's face was as ugly as it was, lost, lost completely.