The bald monk didn't understand where Wang Yuan learned these skills. He was obviously the same as him, but he could resist ten people by himself!
Such a person should not live in this world, otherwise if he is allowed to grow up, he will definitely become a great scourge to their mountains and mountains!
Thinking of this, the bald monk's eyes were full of murderous intent. He picked up his stick and swung it towards Wang Yuan.
Fortunately, Wang Yuan sensed the murderous aura behind him and dodged immediately.
There were really too many people, and Wang Yuan couldn't get too entangled with them, otherwise Bai Qingcang would probably never be able to escape after coming here.
Wang Yuan looked at them with cold eyes, and then took out the gun from his waist.
They have heard about this thing for a long time, but so far they have not thought of a way to deal with it.
"This hidden weapon is very evil, everyone must be careful, surround Wang Yuan, and then attack one by one!"
When the bald monk saw Wang Yuan taking out the hidden weapon, he was shocked and quickly told the people around him to be careful.
Those people did not take Wang Yuan's hidden weapon seriously.
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After all, they are among the best in the martial arts world, so how could they be afraid of a hidden weapon?
Wang Yuan himself is already very strong, but he uses such a villain!
"It's just a small toy. I want to see how evil it is!"
One of the old men in black robes didn't believe what the bald monk said, so he stepped forward and then used a tiger claw move.
As a result, before he even got close to Wang Yuan, he was killed by Wang Yuan and fell into a pool of blood on the spot.
When other people saw this scene, they were surprised and widened their eyes.
"How is this possible! The black-robed old man's strength is among the upper-middle-class among us, but that guy only used one blow to kill him!"
"That hidden weapon is so evil. Everyone must be careful. Each of us will attack from different directions. I don't believe he can react!"
With the black-robed old man's precedent, others seemed to be more cautious when attacking, but Wang Yuan still didn't take them to heart.
Since these people came together, then he would send these people to the West together!
I saw these martial arts men starting to attack Wang Yuan from different directions one after another.
The bald monk rushed in front of Wang Yuan, but Wang Yuan shot him.
The bald monk blocked it with a wooden stick. The stick broke in half and his arm was scratched.
The place where I was scratched by the concealed weapon was very painful.
The bald monk had already gone through countless battles, big and small, but was beaten by a small concealed weapon until he couldn't stand up.
It would be really embarrassing if word of this got out. The bald monk stood up forcibly, preparing to attack Wang Yuan again.
As a result, he found that all his brothers fell on the slope, and Wang Yuan stood calmly among these people.
Wang Yuan's eyes fell on the bald monk, and now it was his turn.
In these few seconds, the bald monk really felt that the Lord of Hell was very close to him.
If he gets any closer to Wang Yuan, this gun will probably hit his head.
"Sir, that's enough. Let's hurry up and hurry up. The noise is already very loud. If we continue to stay here, Brother Huang will definitely come looking for us!"