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Chapter two hundred and seventieth, orchid-like hands

The Eagle-eyed Old Seven had quietly made a gesture.

Very simple gesture: prepare to start.

After all, this place is the territory of the Twelve-Serial Docks, especially the branch of Hawkeye. The staff are all trained by Hawkeye Lao Qi. Although not all of them are elite soldiers, they are more clever than most people in the world.

The most deadly point is that they have more or less lives on their hands and are not afraid of death.

Not being afraid of death is a very powerful trait, so of course they are all very scary.

Feng Wuhen's martial arts are of course extremely high, but Gong Jiu and Eagle Eye Lao Qi's martial arts are not inferior to Feng Wuhen's. In addition, there are many people on the other side, it can be said that if Eagle Eye Lao Qi wants to escape from heaven, it will be difficult to ascend to heaven.

The gestures of Hawkeye Laoqi are not secretive and very obvious.

The Eagle-eyed Old Seven did not mean to hide himself. At this time, his throat was far away from Feng Wuhen's sword, so why should he be afraid of Feng Wuhen?

The Eagle-eyed Seven once again restored the power of the hero, and even felt a bit arrogant.

In fact, if the Eagle-eyed Seventh is not only arrogant, but even wants to bully or even kill people.

It's different today.

He felt that Feng Wuhen was too calm.

The Eagle-eyed Old Seven knew that Feng Wuhen must have seen his actions, but why was Feng Wuhen not afraid?

Is Feng Wuhen confident of escaping?

The Eagle-eyed Old Qi felt unbelievable.

The guard is very tight here, even if it is a flies, you can't fly out, let alone people? But Feng Wuhen's performance made the Eagle-eyed Seven have to recall it.

The Eagle-eyed Old Seven couldn't help but look at Gong Jiu, as if waiting for Gong Jiu to speak.

Gong Jiu did not disappoint Eagle-eyed Seven.

Gong Jiudao: "How is that?"

Feng Wuhen said: "You can do it now."

Gong Jiudao: "So what if it isn't?"

Feng Wuhen said: "Continue to sit down and drink."

The answer is very simple and calm, but the murderous intent in the house is even stronger.

Gong Jiu's eyes fell on Feng Wuhen, and a sudden light flashed in his eyes and said, "You are wrong."

"Wrong?" This sentence is inexplicable, and Feng Wuhen seems to be a little strange.

Gong Jiu said: "If so, you must die. No one in this world can escape from here. After all, this place is Hawkeye."

Feng Wuhen certainly knows where Hawkeye is.

Feng Wuhen sneered: "I may not be able to escape, but there is one person here who will definitely die at my hands."

Gong Jiu said: "Are you sure?"

Feng Wuhen said: "You should know the flying immortals outside the sky."

Gong Jiu's body shook and said in a deep voice: "That is Ye Gucheng's trick, I naturally know."

Feng Wuhen said: "I know too, and I can do it."

Gong Jiu understood Feng Wuhen’s meaning and sneered: ‘You mean you are sure to use the flying immortal in the sky to kill one of us.’

Feng Wuhen said, "To be precise, I'm sure to kill you or him." He glanced at Hawkeye Lao Qi and said, "Although I'm not absolutely sure, I'm at least 70% or 80% sure."

Gong Jiu looked at Feng Wuhen for a while and suddenly said, "You are not sure at all."

"oh?"

Gong Jiu said: "Maybe you can fly to the sky, but how can the flying immortal in the sky be used to exert its true power in the hands of people other than Ye Gucheng?"

“It makes sense.”

Gong Jiu said: "Even if you use the flying immortal in the sky, you can't kill anyone here."

“It makes sense.”

Gong Jiudao: "So it is you who die, not us."

"It makes sense." Feng Wuhen said lightly: "You can give it a try."

“Try it?”

Feng Wuhen said: "Hawkeye Lao Qi, if you take a step back, I will kill you."

The Eagle-eyed Old Seven had retreated to the door and was stationary. He suddenly felt a thrust of murderous aura locking him.

The face of the Eagle-eyed Old Seven turned blue and white.

In the past ten years, no one in the world has dared to say this to him. He wished he could cut Feng Wuhen into pieces, but Feng Wuhen's words had an indescribable magic.

He did not dare to act rashly.

The Eagle-eyed Seven stared at Feng Wuhen's hand.

Feng Wuhen's hand has held the hilt of the sword.

No one can tell that he draws his sword at any time.

Now, victory, loss, life and death are all tied to this sword.

The atmosphere in the house became even more solemn.

Gong Jiushou also held the hilt of the sword and stared at Feng Wuhen and said, "I don't believe that your flying immortal from the sky can kill us."

Feng Wuhen stared at Gong Jiu and said, "You can give it a try."

Gong Jiu sneered and took a step forward. The forced murderous aura surged out, coming towards Feng Wuhen as if a mountain torrent broke out.

Gongsun Lan was sweating coldly in her palms, and the next second, she waved her sword.

The gorgeous ribbons covered the sword's momentum, and the sword pricked the beef soup like a dragon.

Gongsun Lan made a very sudden move, but Beef Soup seemed to have known that Gongsun Lan had made a dodge in advance with this move.

One back two feet apart.

There is no way to retreat, behind you is a wooden door.

Gongsun Lan rushed to chase him, but the sword had arrived.

Gongsun Lan didn't want to kill beef soup, so she attacked the beef soup just to save her life.

Gongsun Lan felt crazy. She never thought she would do such a thing, but she did it.

The sharp sword broke through the air and stabbed it.

Beef soup and Feng Wuhen’s life and death are also tied to this sword.

At this moment, something strange happened.

The beef soup, which was originally panicked, suddenly showed a smug smile.

Gongsun Lan felt something was wrong, but she didn't know what was wrong.

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In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already passed three moves.

Gongsun Lan was forced to retreat.

At this time, Gongsun Lan did not see the person who took action, but had already seen the hand holding the sword and the hand as elegant as an orchid.

She only took a look and understood.

That was the woman's hand, and it was Shaman's hand.

In addition to Shaman, there is also the female swordsman in the world who can have such a brilliant swordsman. Even if there is, how could she appear here?

The beef soup smiled proudly.

But I couldn't laugh soon.

Because he found that a sword was already resting on her neck, how could she laugh at this time?

The beef soup had a pale face and said loudly: "Sharman, what do you mean?"

The situation is changing too quickly.

There are only two breaths in between.

The situation has become particularly different.

Gong Jiu, Feng Wuhen, and Eagle-eyed Lao Qi on the other side, did not move.

They are like three stone statues.

The Eagle-eyed Lao Qi felt his body feel a little sore and weak. He wanted to move, but he didn't dare to move.

Because he found that Feng Wuhen's mind had locked him in his mind. As long as he dared to make any moves, he would definitely welcome Feng Wuhen's deathly sword.

Gong Jiu did not move either.

Although Feng Wuhen did not look at him, Gong Jiu could feel that Feng Wuhen's sword could attack him at any time.

But Gong Jiu was ready to move.

He believed that Gongsun Lan, the beef soup battle would more or less make Feng Wuhen's heart confused.

Confused is his chance.

Some people are indeed confused, it is not Feng Wuhen, but Gong Jiu himself.

At this moment, Feng Wuhen's sword had already stabbed out.
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