"Senior Jianyi, you fight four of them one by one, and I fight seventeen of them one by one. In terms of quality, although I am not as good as yours, in terms of quantity, it seems that I am better than my side, right? Senior Jianyi, after this battle, can I say that after this battle, I, Long Xiaotian, did something even better than the sword demon sword? "The battle is about to come, and the big gangster is now rarely joking with Jianyi.

"Well, you can tell people like this, and it is true." Jian was slightly stunned after hearing the gangster's words, then nodded seriously and said.

"Uh..." The big gangster didn't know what to say at this time. He joked with Jian, but his brain became hot, his adrenaline secretion was strong, and he acted completely subconsciously.

Unexpectedly, Leng Bingbing, who was more like an iceberg than Bingmei, actually responded to him!

God, the earth, is there any? Is there any mistake?

The big gangster really doesn't believe this is the fact. Jian Yi would even joke? Is this too much?!

etc!

The big gangster's eyes became a little weird.

Jian Yi...is it a reluctant person?

Well, even though Jian Yi thought about this, the big gangster still couldn't help thinking about it like this, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was such a possibility!

"Concentrate, I don't have time to let you think about anything else now." Jian Yi glared at the big gangster and said.

"Hehe, hehe." The big gangster scratched his head and smirked at Jian Yi twice. Then, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, and his eyes returned to cold. Looking at the seventeen powerful men of the Holy Lord level, he said coldly, "Come on, I don't dare to fight one-on-one. You dare to go together, right?"

"Long Xiaotian, you are looking for death!"

"Haha, I really don't know how to live or die!"

"Everyone, kill this arrogant guy!"

"kill!"

…………

No one dared to stand up and fight one-on-one with the big gangster, but the seventeen people were not afraid of the group fight. In their opinion, no matter how powerful the big gangster's combat power was, it would be impossible to defeat the seventeen people with one person's strength.

One fights seventeen? Even when the Shuangjue Emperor was at the early stage of the Holy Lord, he did not have such combat power.

Listening to the clamor of the seventeen Saint King-level powerful men, Jian Yi couldn't help but shake his head secretly. The big gangster was right at all. These people were just garbage and were indeed not worthy of the big gangster's escape!

"It's really a dog who can bark, no one! You guys are so noisy!" The gangster grabbed the void with his right hand, and the "soul-killing" of the battle knife that surpassed the holy weapon appeared in his right hand. Without waiting for the seventeen powerful saints to take action, he rushed towards the seventeen people with his battle knife.

As the saying goes, it is better to act first, but then you will suffer!

The harsh sound of the sword tearing the air out of the air was heard, and the huge "soul-killing" swept towards a powerful Holy Lord in the waist.

An ordinary move contains the power of terrifying people!

The cold light in the eyes of the gangster was revealed, and he showed no mercy.

Of course, the failure to use secret fusion is not because he doesn’t want to use all his strength, but because it’s not the time yet!

"Boy takes the move!" Before the sword could reach the waist of the Holy Lord cultivator, a man suddenly rushed out, and Shi Potian slapped the big gangster's head with a shocking palm.

If this palm is slapped, even if the gangster is extremely strong in his physical defense, he will not be able to bear it.
Chapter completed!