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Chapter 210 The body is like a dragon's palm like iron

Looking at the middle-aged man who was dying with his eyes closed, Xiao Liu couldn't help but sigh and shook his head.

He had been together for so long, but he didn't plan to kill him directly, but just wanted to stop him first.

It was really sad that he died at the hands of his accomplices.

Looking at his wide eyes, he thought that he could not understand why the arrow was shooting at him, not Xiao Liu, until he died.

"Oh, it's so sad!"

Xiao Liu sighed softly and walked slowly to Qin Hongsheng's body. He squatted down and slowly closed his wide eyes.

Although Xiao Liu didn't think there was anything worthy of pity for the other party, after all, after being together for so long, he inevitably had some feelings.

"Dust returns to dust, soil returns to soil. If you have a next life, try to be a good person. Never join such a ruthless killer organization."

Xiao Liu shook his head with a sigh.

At this time, the man in black holding a bow on the roof was not annoyed when he looked at Xiao Liu's actions as if no one was present. He was waiting quietly.

The men in black around them also held their breath and concentrated. They knew what kind of person they were facing.

Finally, seeing Xiaoliu reaching out his hand to help Qin Hongsheng close his eyes, the man in black holding the bow seemed to have seen an opportunity, and he quickly quietly tapped the bow and took the arrow.

Just as Xiao Liu reached out to help Qin Hongsheng close his eyes, a "swish!" sound broke through the air again, and a sharp arrow rushed towards Xiao Liu's face.

However, Xiao Liu was not Qin Hongsheng. He saw his ears slightly moving, and he didn't even raise his head. He just raised his left hand and grabbed it. The sharp arrow that turned out to be as fast as a star rain was firmly grasped by him.

"superior!"

As the signal was sent, one of the men in black shouted loudly, and then seven or eight men in black holding swords rushed towards Xiaoliu. All of these men in black were called "good".

However, Xiaoliu is no longer the same as before. If Xiaoliu encountered such a siege, he might have to fight hard, but now.

Xiao Liu chuckled and stood up, and threw it out with an arrow. The arrow that he threw out instantly penetrated the arm of a man in black who was rushing towards him.

And in this moment, the other men in black rushed to him, and they waved their swords to slash at Xiaoliu.

Xiao Liu didn't draw his sword, but saw him slap his hands casually, and instantly slapped one of them away like a ball.

At this time, the man in black on the other side had already surrounded and killed him, but Xiao Liu had another palm on his backhand.

This palm was like a huge hammer and the man in black was squirting out blood immediately. However, because he was wearing a mask, Xiao Liu did not do anything. Instead, he was sprayed with blood on his face.

The other men in black quickly planned to take the opportunity to attack Xiaoliu, but Xiaoliu's body movement was very exquisite. He avoided all of them with just a sway, and could also give them a backhand with ease.

Xiao Liu's steps were mysterious and his palms were fierce, almost like a man in black.

All the men in black who were hit by him felt as if their chests were about to explode, and they all fell to the ground and couldn't stand up.

In this way, under Xiao Liu's mysterious steps that seemed like walking in the garden, the seven or eight masters of the black-clothed club were all defeated in just a few breaths and could not get up.

On the roof, the man in black who was holding a bow had just pulled out a new arrow and was about to aim. When he saw this scene, he felt very shocked.

Just when he was shocked, Xiao Liu's figure suddenly disappeared. He blinked in disbelief, and then quickly leaned his head around to search for Xiao Liu's figure, but at this moment.

"Brother, are you looking for me?"

A very gentle and sunny voice came from behind him.

However, the gentle sunshine sound, heard in his ears, made him feel cold all over his body, and his heart was as cold as falling from a nine-story ice cave.

He quickly wanted to turn around and attack, but his body was already extremely moving at this time.

"You, you, are you a human or a ghost?" The man holding the bow asked in horror. Xiao Liu's body movement was too terrifying. He had never seen such a terrifying body movement.

"Of course I am a human, but I don't know if you are a human or a ghost later."

Xiaoliu walked up to him, took the arrow in his hand, and replied with a chuckling.

"What do you want to do? Just kill it." The man holding the bow was also very tough.

"Oh, so tough? Since that's the case, I have to respect myself rather than obey."

As he said that, Xiao Liu picked up the arrow in his hand and gestured to use the arrow to cut the man holding the bow's neck.

The man holding the bow closed his eyes and seemed to be about to die safely, but his heart was secretly shouting: "It depends on you!"

"Drink!" Xiao Liu shouted, and he was about to wave an arrow to cut the throat of the man holding the bow, and took the life of the man holding the bow. The man holding the bow was very nervous, his heart was beating violently, and success or failure was just in this moment.

"Swish."

"Forehead."

After the sound of the arrow, the man holding the bow felt that he was still alive, and the sound of the arrow and the sound of the breath?

"It's done!" The man holding the bow cheered quickly and opened his eyes happily.

But his happy smile instantly frozen.

Because what appeared in his eyes was not the scene where Xiao Liu fell to the ground and died, but the smiling face of Xiao Liu who looked at him with a smile on his face.

"This, this..." the man holding the bow couldn't speak.

"You want to ask what's going on?" Xiao Liu said for him with a chuckling.

Then, before the middle-aged man could reply, Xiao Liu chuckled and pressed his head with his hand, turned his head aside. The man holding the bow aimed at a corpse that was pierced by a sharp arrow and was determined to die on the wall.

"Is your plan good? One archer goes to the open to grasp the commanding heights, and the other archer hides in secret and waits for an opportunity to assassinate. When the other party thinks it is over and relaxes his vigilance, he suddenly shoots out the hidden arrow and catches the opponent off guard.

I have to say, this is really a very good idea, but it's a pity that you met me." Xiao Liu chuckled and praised, not knowing whether he was praising the other party, or himself, or both.

"How did you see through it?"

The man holding the bow asked in disbelief that they had cooperated countless times. According to this tactic, they had killed many powerful people with high martial arts skills, including some martial arts celebrities, but they did not expect that they would fall into Xiaoliu's hands today.

"Every tactic has her cracking method. Nothing is perfect. As for how I broke it, I won't tell you." Xiao Liu said with a chuckle.

Xiao Liu would not tell the other party that he heard it. He should keep some mystery and trump cards in life. The most feared thing is to show off meaninglessly, which will only reveal your own information.

And what seems inconspicuous is sometimes very important, important enough to threaten your life and death.
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