"Looking for death? You don't even see whose territory this is. I want you to die at the third update today, and you will not be able to survive the fifth update!" Zhou Jian said angrily, fighting a psychological war.

Suddenly, the faces of the trumpets changed slightly. The sand dunes had changed, and at least tens of thousands of troops were stationed. Once things got bigger, they would be really hard to go out.

The Falun Gong's spirit changed and she said coldly: "Do you think I was scared?"

"Say! Who are you? Otherwise I will kill her immediately!" He shouted and grabbed Wuyang's neck with one hand. Wuyang was seriously injured and could not resist. The suffocation made her face flush, cough violently, and struggled.

"If you want to kill, just kill. I really think I will compromise with you for a woman?" Zhou Jian pretended to be disdainful.

Upon hearing this, Wuyang's beautiful eyes were desperate! She actually fantasized that Zhou Jian could save her.

In a cooperation, this man is too ruthless! Resentment appears in her eyes.

Suddenly, Falun froze, and her eyes flashed. Did he really not care?

Wuyang's eyes were about to suffocate and was about to faint, and Falun suddenly let go.

In an instant, Wuyang breathed heavily, his face turned red, and Zhou Jian also breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, this Falun will not kill Wuyang for the time being, and he should not have time to ask Wuyang for his own information.

Of course, Zhou Jian didn't want Wuyang to die. This is probably the feeling that every man will have. It's a pity for such a beautiful woman to fade away.

"Okay, since that's the case, then wait until I catch you and then interrogate slowly!" Falun gritted her teeth, and a cold look appeared in her eyes. She did it as soon as she said it, much more decisive than those of Huba.

"Do it!"

"Fight quickly and decide quickly, don't attract the attention of the army!" He ordered, and took one step forward, as fast as lightning.

"Yes!" The black-clothed trumpets seemed to have undergone rigorous training. As soon as they made a move, they felt a little slight and their sleeves made a loud noise.

"Don't leave any one left!" Zhou Jian's order became more domineering!

"Yes!" Qingtianwei shouted, and then drew his sword to fight. Maybe they can't fight in the battle, but this kind of fighting is their home court.

Bang!

The moment the two sides fought, the slums made a loud noise, and the atmosphere was quickly ignited with the sound of swords and swords colliding.

Boom!

Zhou Jian kicked a trumpet away with one foot, smashing a wall of tiles heavily, and smoke and dust spread everywhere. The man didn't know how many bones he broke.

"Ancient Fox!" He gave a look.

The ancient fox was also very good at it. He instantly understood what he meant, got into the melee and waited for an opportunity to save people.

At the same time, the Falun with clear goals swept down and was extremely skilled: "Kneel down!"

His eyes were arrogant, he stretched out his hand, bent his fingers into claws, and his joints were extremely powerful. He knocked directly at Zhou Jian's forehead, trying to kneel on the ground with one claw.

"Hmph!" Zhou Jian snorted coldly, punched straight, and there was a faint sound of breaking through the air.

No fancy moves can be played by anyone, but his strength, speed, and angle are extraordinary.

Seeing that his claws were almost on his head, Falun was hit hard by a punch in the armpit. He groaned, and the severe pain made him stagger back several steps.

"You have the ability to kill me?" Zhou Jian's voice was surprised and full of jokes.

Falun's face turned red in an instant, and she was furious and furious: "You are looking for death!"

"Ah!" He roared and rushed over again, trying to catch Zhou Jian, but was dodged away. The man was sinister, with a flying needle hidden in his sleeve, and shot towards Zhou Jian head-on.
Chapter completed!