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The first thousand four hundred and seventy-three chapters startled

In the deathly silence, everyone in the room was speechless and looked at Li Luo as if they were looking at a monster. Fifty thousand taels of gold, including the entire Burqin City, could not raise so much money.

"Impossible!" the killer hissed.

"I don't think it's possible. Fifty thousand taels of gold are just trying to buy my life. It's too little."

The stiff people were still in a daze, and the people who came back to their senses were already retreating. The middle-aged man suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the door. Although there might be a humanoid treasure standing in front of him, but he didn't know if he was alive.

If what Li Luo said is true, with a reward of 50,000 taels of gold, Feipeng Castle will definitely dispatch a first-class killer, and what does a first-class killer mean? Even if the middle-aged man is not

If you know it, you can make a rough guess.

If it were him, it would be great to be worth one hundred taels of gold in Feipeng Castle.

The middle-aged man wanted to escape. As for the covenant, it was nothing more than fifty thousand taels of gold. How could it be more important than his own life?

The figure that jumped out suddenly stopped in mid-air and fell straight down. The dagger in Li Luo's hand landed on the middle-aged man's leg again at some point, and it went straight into the middle without the handle.

The middle-aged man fell to the ground, clutching his leg and screaming in pain. Although he looked like a master just now, he was not as good as Ayimu after being injured.

Li Luo shook his head, a little disappointed. Compared with Cangyang Jiahe's terrifying hidden weapon methods, he was still far behind, but he was still quite skillful in catching the middle-aged man, which satisfied Li Luo.

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Li Luo looked at the middle-aged man lying on the ground and said calmly: "Everyone has his or her destiny. No matter who you are or how great you are, please don't point fingers at others. The so-called chance is better to say good fate.

Give it as much as you can, don't treat it like a child's play."

The middle-aged man's lips were white and his face was blue, and he was in so much pain that he could not speak. The Imperial Master's expression changed drastically, and the situation reversed so quickly that it could be said that several people in the room were unable to recover.

"Master Feng Yao, please take action soon, I have something to say." The Imperial Master shouted hurriedly.

Li Luo smiled slightly and said, "This time you heard something you shouldn't have heard."

The Imperial Master's expression froze. What Li Luo was talking about was a reward of fifty thousand taels of gold. Money can make all the difference. Fifty thousand taels of gold is enough to make many people take risks. Of course, Li Luo will not reveal his secrets easily.

whereabouts.

The situation in front of me couldn't be better.

The Feipengbao killer jumped up and attacked Li Luo, trying to kill him. A flash of fierceness flashed in the eyes of the Imperial Preceptor, and he wanted to join forces with the Feipengbao assassin to kill Li Luo. However, in the blink of an eye, the Imperial Preceptor

The cruel look in his eyes was swallowed up by despair, and just because he looked at it one more time, he no longer had the courage to take action.

Li Luo did not take out the Minghong Sword in Guanzhong. He blocked Feipengbao's killers with just a pair of flesh palms. The killer's overwhelming attack turned into gentle breeze and drizzle in front of Li Luo. Li Luoshang still had time to look back.

He said kindly to the two people behind him: "Shidan, close your eyes, cover your ears, don't look, and don't listen."

Shi Dan hummed and obeyed obediently.

Then, Li Luo's moves changed, and his hands were slightly explored, like playing a zither or making tea. They were extremely light and flowing, and the killer's killing move fell apart in the softness of the flowing water.

"Three inches under the armpit, the Dabao point, seven inches under the armpit, and the Jingmen point. Although these two points are not fatal points, they can also hurt the lungs and lose the ability to fight. And the most important thing is these two points.

It is not easy for the opponent to take advantage of the acupuncture points when attacking head-on, but if it is a sneak attack, it is possible. After all, a killer will not expose his back to others easily. In this way, the acupoints under the armpits are more likely to be used.

The first choice for sneak attacks, and the national master is also known for his palm power."

As he spoke, the Feipengbao killer groaned twice, knelt down on one knee, covered the injured acupuncture point under his arm and looked at Li Luo in horror.

Li Luo spoke a few words slowly, and as soon as he finished speaking, the killer fell to the ground injured, a bit mysterious in his words.

"You two are the only ones left." Li Luo looked at the Imperial Master and Sare quietly, with neither joy nor sadness in his eyes, neither arrogance nor ridicule, it was very plain.

A gentleman does not act rashly, and his actions must be justified; a gentleman does not speak in vain, and his words must be reasonable; a gentleman does not ask for anything, and his requests must be righteous; a gentleman does not act in vain, and his actions must be righteous.

This was the way of a gentleman in ancient times. Li Luo thought that it was difficult for him to become a gentleman, so he could only keep a little more awe.

The Imperial Master made a desperate move and rushed towards Ayimu, who was still in a daze, with the idea that he would rather have the jade broken than the tiles intact. Li Luo's body swayed, and he came first, lying between the two of them. A finger seemed to come from the void.

It came, and after one blow, it slowly dissipated between heaven and earth.

This finger shattered all the national master's self-confidence. The national master danced with all his strength, but he could only watch the finger pointing at his throat. The national master only felt a pain in his throat, his breathing stopped, and his consciousness began

Slowly dissipate until everything becomes nothing.

Shocking finger.

Li Luo secretly took a breath. The Frightening Finger was indeed overbearing. He didn't know how powerful the Killing Finger and the Returning Finger would be after the Frightening Finger.

Sare's beautiful face withered into a grimace at this moment. The national master was killed in one move. The killers of Feipeng Castle and the middle-aged man were unable to fight. They were no match for the young man in front of him.

Sare was frightened and cried bitterly. He knelt on the ground and begged bitterly. He was simply saying that what he did was because of the coercion of the imperial masters, but in fact it was not of his own free will.

Li Luo just listened. People like this are often seen in Zhuocheng's death row. Before execution, they always screamed that they were wronged. Most of them were forced to do so, they were obsessed, etc. Those who killed people only blamed others for running too fast.

Slowly, I stole it because the other woman's wife was too good-looking.

Li Luo was indifferent, just looking at the two living people and one dead person on the ground thinking about something. Sa Ze felt cold and rushed to the doctor. He crawled a few steps and hugged the confused Harik and prayed: "Help me, help me.

Save me, you must save me."

"Evil woman, let go of my father." Ayimu said angrily.

Sare turned a deaf ear and hugged Harik and pushed him hard. Harik looked at Sare blankly, his saliva flowing down drop by drop. Sare suppressed the disgust in his heart and softly begged, showing it again from time to time.

A few hints of charm, tightly grasping this life-saving straw.

"save……"

Sare was overjoyed, nodded and shouted: "Yes, save me."

"save you……"

"Save me." Sare's eyes filled with tears, and for the first time in his life, he felt a little grateful to Harik.

Harik lowered his head and murmured to himself. Sare was so anxious that he shook Harik repeatedly and occasionally glanced at Li Luo, who looked strange.


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