Cui Tianlang said, and the mace in his hand hit Yan Qingrui again.

Yan Qingrui jumped and dodged the rod, but was swept by the rod wind, and her feet were unstable. She fell on the tiles and fell down the tiles.

Cui Tianlang: "..."

Cui Tianshuo: "..."

Chang Bihu: "..."

What about one against three? What about the martial arts that was said to be powerful? Just such a powerful technique? Just such a powerful method? Just such a one against three?

No, that kid is not doing well and wants to escape.

Cui Tianlang said, "This kid is so slippery, I'll squeeze him to death." As he said that, he immediately jumped from the roof to the ground, and saw the silver-faced kid jumping up from the ground with grinning.

Cui Tianlang said contemptuously: "Boy, you didn't have to die, but you want to kill yourself. It's not a big man who is cruel and ruthless!"

One of his maces was peeled off, and although the thorns were gone, they were even sharper. He swept the stick towards Yan Qingrui, preparing to break the waist of the silver-faced boy who was pretending but incompetent and quite arrogant.

However, when his mace came out with the sound of wind, the silver-faced boy in front of him actually leaned back, an iron bridge, and the rod almost hit his waist.

Cui Tianlang didn't expect this kid to dodge so well. He was about to hit him, but he had no chance. Yan Qingrui walked up close to her body. The dagger seemed to be a very flexible fish swimming around him. He swam along his body at a very fast speed. With a scream, Cui Tianlang was huge, like a rag bag, and fell heavily to the ground with blood.

The dagger was sharp, and in the blink of an eye, Cui Tianlang was caught off guard. He never expected that when he underestimated the enemy, his tendons and tendons were broken by the boy who looked down on him and his hair was not even grown.

He realized after everything was born, but it was too late.

His scream surprised Cui Tianshuo and hurriedly went downstairs with a knife. There were no people in this alley. They chose to live in this place to hide. Although Cui Tianlang's screams sounded, they would not alarm others.

When Cui Tianshuo jumped off the roof and came to the alley, where could he see the trace of the silver-faced boy? Only his younger brother was lying on the ground covered in blood.

He hurried to help him, but his brother was so soft that he couldn't help him. His wrists and ankles were covered with blood, his wounds were exposed, his tendons and tendons were broken, and his martial arts were ruined.

Cui Tianshuo felt very hatred and said sternly: "Where is that boy? Have you escaped?"

After asking, he felt that something was wrong. The boy could break the second brother's hands and feet in an instant. He was clearly a ruthless character. He was definitely not like what he had shown before. He was a arrogant and self-righteous young man who thought he was invincible in the world and had just relied on his family treasures.

It seems that he was fooled.

Just then, another scream came from the room.

Cui Tianshuo's eyes were red, it was the voice of his wife Chang Bihu.

This shock was extraordinary. Cui Tianshuo knew in his heart that this was the boy's plan to lure his tiger away from the mountain. The boy initially pretended to be weak and acted like a new family member who had no idea of ​​the world. He deliberately showed weakness and made them take it lightly and despise their opponents, which was a taboo in the world.

They rarely encountered opponents in the Western Regions, but they never expected that this time they would be humbled by a boy who had not even grown all their hair.

He was about to rush up to the house when the tile sounded, and then a man fell down from above.
Chapter completed!