Extraordinary: Start with owning the system

Shenxiantang's knife came too fast. If it was the usual situation, the plane would definitely be able to catch it, but now he was exhausted after fighting for a long time, and his right arm was shaking constantly. He was about to be slashed in the head with a knife, when suddenly a black shadow pierced the air and struck.

boom!Shenxiantang subconsciously blocked himself with a knife, a huge force hit his wrist, and the machete in his hand fell directly to the ground.

Everyone took a closer look and found that it turned out to be the scabbard of a samurai sword.

At this time, the dark clouds in the sky covered the bright moon in the sky, and the dull thunder could be faintly heard.

Wang Luo held a samurai sword in his hand and stood there expressionlessly. He wore a black mask on his face and a white suit on his body, which was particularly conspicuous under the dim light.

Wang Luo lifted the knife lightly, and the blade rang softly. Accompanied by the explosion of thunder in the sky, he seemed like a swordsman who walked out of ancient times. He stared at Immortal Soup with eyes without any emotion, and then began to move forward. .

"Who are you?" Immortal Tang Xin suddenly felt a little cold, and unconsciously took half a step back, it seemed that only being surrounded by his younger brothers could give him a sense of security.

"Go! Give it to me, hack him to death and reward him with [-] yuan!" Shenxiantang said loudly.

Under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man. 10 yuan is already an astronomical figure for the young and Dangerous youngsters at the bottom. Almost all the younger brothers in Fu'an have their eyes shining.

I don't know who was the first to do it, and then there was a lot of shouting and killing.

"Ignorance God Merry! Flood Dragon!"

Wang Luo stepped forward, and his figure seemed to be transformed into a ghost, wandering through the crowd. The cold blade was fleeting, as if a cold wind had blown by.

Wumingshen Fengliu belongs to extraordinary swordsmanship in another world, but in this world it is just superficial, but it is enough to deal with ordinary people.

Several Fu'an's younger brothers held their throats at the same time, but the blood continued to ooze out, and then fell to their knees on the ground.

Wang Luo then stepped on a person's shoulder and jumped up, exerting strength from his waist, his body was like a spinning top, and the bright knife light flashed along with the blood.

The head of one Fuan boy was cut off in two, and blood was splattered everywhere.

Wang Luo didn't mean to stop, the samurai sword turned into the most terrifying weapon in the world in his hands, and every bloom of the sword's light represented the disappearance of a life.

"Damn it, how could this happen!" Shenxiantang's body was trembling non-stop, and in just a dozen or so breaths, the opponent had already killed through layers of crowds, and there were broken arms and limbs everywhere on the ground.

In the end, there were only two tall and close brothers left between Wang Luo and Shenxian Tang.

Close bodyguards are actually a kind of personal bodyguards. If necessary, they can be released to fight. Usually, only a person with a strong prefix can take up the position. If the boss succeeds in taking the position, these close brothers will also be promoted to become regional fits. people.

One of the younger brothers was so nervous that he even pulled out a pistol, but before he could fully lift it up, the lightning-like blade slid past his wrist, and his severed right hand fell to the ground, with white bone stubble on his wrist , A large amount of blood turned into blood mist and sprayed out.

Another younger brother swung a machete at Wang Luo, and the samurai sword in Wang Luo's hand turned into a full moon, cutting off both of his arms.

The two subordinates that Shenxiantang was so proud of couldn't hold back for even a second, and this result almost made the boss collapse.

The samurai sword in Wang Luo's hand rested on Shenxiantang's neck, and said flatly, "How much is your life worth?"

As soon as the words were finished, more than a dozen vans rushed over, and then seventy or eighty Fu'an boys jumped out of the car. At the same time, people rushed over one after another, enclosing the plane and Wang Luo inside.

"Hehe! Kill me, and you don't even think about getting out of here!" Seeing the arrival of reinforcements, Shenxian Tang felt confident in his heart instantly.

But in the next second, all five fingers of his right hand fell to the ground.

Shenxiantang screamed in pain, and those Fuan boys were eager to try with their machetes, but Wang Luo put the samurai sword on Shenxiantang's neck, and said: "It seems that your subordinates don't take your life very seriously. Come on!"

"Put down all the knives!" Shenxiantang roared through gritted teeth, but he forgot that this is not his territory.

Niu Shiqiang was surrounded by a dozen younger brothers and stood at the stairs, with a cigar in his hand, he said dismissively: "Ah Tang, you have really disgraced our community, we came out early to hang out!" Just ignore birthdays, face is more important than everything else! Come here, hack them to death for me!"

Niu Shiqiang thought that his men could do whatever they wanted when they arrived, but he also forgot that he was in a hotel, and his men and himself were still waiting for more than 20 younger brothers across the plane.

If there is no Wang Luo, maybe the plane and others will be hacked to death soon, but it will be different with Wang Luo.

When Niu Shiqiang saw Wang Luo focusing on himself, he subconsciously knew it was not good, but Wang Luo rushed over.

laugh!The samurai sword flew out like a javelin, and its powerful force endowed it with terrifying lethality.

Niu Shiqiang's shoulder was directly pierced by the samurai sword. Immediately afterwards, Wang Luo directly threw the fairy soup aside, exerted strength with his right foot, and rushed over like lightning.

boom!Wang Luo raised his leg and kicked out, tearing the air like a razor and making a whistling sound, directly kicked a Fu'an boy out, and then stepped forward with a fist.

The terrifying punch hit the face of another Fu'an boy, causing his nasal bone to be shattered, blood to flow, and his teeth to be shattered.

Niu Shiqiang felt that he was just in a daze, and the other party came in front of him. Before he could speak, his throat was pinched by a powerful big hand, and then he was lifted up abruptly.

"Now how much does Ni Kun think your life is worth?" Wang Luo said lightly, and then pulled out the samurai sword from Niu Shiqiang's shoulder bit by bit.

Niu Shiqiang wanted to maintain the dignity of sitting in the hall, but as the air was exhausted, his sense of suffocation became more and more serious, his eyes were staring, his brain was dizzy, and when death was approaching, he struggled desperately.

"Ahem! I give up... We Fu'an give up! What do you want?" Niu Shiqiang slumped on the ground, gasping for breath, with resentment and fear in his eyes.

The Fu'an boys next to him looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one dared to make another move. The blade that was close at hand was on Niu Shiqiang's neck, and a light stroke could take away a life.