"Who else?"
Wu Yuan's voice was hoarse, with a hint of coldness in it. The volume was not loud, but in the ears of hundreds of Liehu Gang members around the courtyard, it seemed to have breathtaking power.
Those corpses covering the courtyard!
The blood flowing between the brows of the gang leader 'Yang Long' was so dazzling.
The source of all this is the strong man wearing a bronze mask and holding a spear in the center of the courtyard.
Who dares to go up?
"He should be the leader of the Liehu Gang 'Yang Long', a second-rate master? His strength and speed are pretty good, but I looked down upon him, and he can't even block my shot?" Wu Yuan glanced at the broken wood lying on the ground. The burly corpse on top.
The bottom line for third-rate masters is 20,000 kilograms of strength.
The bottom line for second-rate masters is 30,000 kilograms of strength.
The difference between the two is not big.
Moreover, Wu Yuan's momentary explosion, the three layers of strength were superimposed, and he instantly exploded with a force of 60,000 kilograms, which was enough to rival a first-class master!
In terms of strength, they are nearly twice that of Yang Hu.
Coupled with the gap in combat skills, one shot is enough!
A warrior's battle is a matter of life and death. Unless the strength is extremely close, it is rare for a battle to take hundreds or thousands of moves to determine the winner.
"What a terrifying marksmanship." The pupils of the tall and thin young man in animal clothing shrank, and the members of the Fierce Tiger Gang present could not see clearly due to their strength.
But the tall and thin young man in animal clothing could see clearly.
The moment the bronze masked man and Yang Hu intertwined, his speed suddenly exploded several times more than before, and the speed and power of the spear skyrocketed!
There is a huge difference in strength from before.
If the bronze masked man had shown the strength of a second-rate master before, this shot definitely belongs to the category of a 'first-rate master'.
"When did a top-notch expert in marksmanship appear in this small Li city? Or someone with superb skills and three levels of strength?" Several thoughts flashed through the mind of the tall and thin young man in animal clothing.
Top-notch masters are rare even in the Hengyun Sect and are definitely qualified to be at the top.
Each one of them is a famous person.
As for the third level of strength? Even scarier! There are only a handful of first-rate masters who can reach the 'Second Level of Strength'.
Triple is even rarer!
"Fire the arrow! Quick, fire the arrow, shoot him to death!" The short, fat and strong man 'Li Ye' roared suddenly, with fear and a hint of madness in his roar.
Gangs and robbers are mostly for money, but they also have brotherhood.
Yang Hu is the eldest brother and brother Li Ye considers to be life and death!
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" Although the archers on the surrounding walls were frightened, they still obeyed the order subconsciously.
Arrows shot out like lightning.
call! call!
Wu Yuan's body was like lightning, and he avoided more than ten arrows in succession. While he was dodging, he turned his left hand and a flying knife appeared in his palm.
"call out!"
Under the background of the firelight, the knife was like a stream of light, cutting through the night sky.
"Pfft~" The flying knife passed through the head of the short, fat and strong man, easily passing through the helmet. The head shattered like a watermelon and fell directly from the high wall.
The second leader of the Liehu Gang, the hall leader Li Ye, is dead!
This scene finally frightened the members of the Liehu Gang to their last vestiges of courage. The only remaining top master at the helm, the "Fourth Leader", also looked frightened and did not dare to give orders.
Facing that terrifying flying knife, the fourth master had no confidence in blocking it.
"The gang leader is dead! The second and fourth leaders are also dead!"
"Let's go."
"The Liehu Gang is finished. Let's go and join other gangs. There is still hope. Let's go." Many members of the gang retreated like the tide.
They have no idea of revenge for the gang leader.
The gang leaders are all dead, and most of the leaders are also dead. Even if they desperately attack and kill the bronze masked man, what can they do?
in a blink.
In the huge courtyard, apart from the corpses on the ground, there were only Wu Yuan standing on the ground and a tall, thin young man in animal clothes standing on the second-story pavilion.
"Your Excellency, I'm afraid he's not a member of the Liehu Gang." Wu Yuan's voice was hoarse and silent. He never left his gun in his hand and was extremely vigilant.
He had long sensed something was wrong with this tall, thin young man in animal clothing.
No panic at all.
Calm and relaxed.
Moreover, when the three major masters arrived just now, the evil tiger Li Ye was following the gang leader Yang Hu.
The tall and thin young man in animal clothing walked side by side.
all of these.
Both highlight the other's specialness.
"It is true that I am not a member of the Liehu Gang, but Yang Hu is my junior fellow student." The tall, thin and young man in animal clothes said: "Although I don't know why you want to join the Liehu Gang, but warriors have always fought like this. I only hope that you will." Give Yang Hu's body to me so that I can take it back to the master and bury him alive."
"Master?" Wu Yuan became increasingly vigilant.
He remembered the information from Qunxing Tower. Yang Hu was definitely not born in Licheng. He was a bandit from another state.
"I'll leave the body to you, okay!"
"But!" Wu Yuan gently raised his spear, and accurately pierced the clothes of Yang Hu's corpse not far away.
Bang~ A green jade bottle fell to the ground full of blood.
"Your Excellency, this belongs to my master, please stay here." The tall and thin young man in animal clothes said quickly, with a hint of urgency in his voice.
"Your master's belongings? The spoils of war will naturally belong to me." Wu Yuan gently picked up the spear in his hand, and the jade bottle flew up and was caught in his hand.
"Take the body away." Wu Yuan looked directly at the other party.
"Leave the jade bottle." The tall, thin young man in animal clothing stared at Wu Yuan: "I don't want to fight with you, but don't force me."
"Forcing you?"
Wu Yuan smiled slightly, holding the jade bottle in his hand, and suddenly rushed back, trying to leave the courtyard.
This jade bottle must be extraordinary!
"Stay!" shouted a loud voice.
The tall and thin young man in animal clothing had suddenly pounced down. He was as fast as lightning and caught up with Yun Hong almost instantly.
"Boom!" "Boom!" Two sledgehammers appeared in his hands. The sledgehammers were thick and their shadows towered into the sky, instantly covering Yun Hong.
"So fast." Wu Yuan's pupils narrowed.
too fast.
This was the fastest speed Wu Yuan had encountered so far. He instantly understood that this was a real master!
Even if he is not a first-rate master, I am afraid he is not far behind.
"Kang!" "Kang!" There was a sound of weapons clashing. Wu Yuan held the spear like a dragon, and his muscles and bones exploded, blocking the terrifying sledgehammer one after another.
One blow after another hit Wu Yuan backwards one after another.
"More than 50,000 kilograms of power!"
"It's a first-class master!" Wu Yuan finally judged it, his heart was full of solemnity, and he understood that this time he was really in trouble.
Notice.
Reaching the level of a first-class master cannot be achieved by simply training and eating and drinking. You must have combat skills that reach a certain level.
Why?
Only when combat skills reach a certain level and have strong control over the body can one hope to tap deeper physical potential and make the body stronger.
Body and fighting skills, the two complement each other!
"Boom!"
Hammers are heavy weapons that can suppress people with force. The two sledgehammers are as light as weight in the hands of the tall and thin young man in animal clothing. They strike like lightning and possess almost unrivaled power.
