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"I can beat you with one hand." The middle-aged man doesn't care if his hand is broken, even if his hand is fractured, it will not affect his performance, and it is more than enough to defeat a woman.

Seeing that the middle-aged man continued to attack him, Yan Xiaomo suddenly said again: "Wait a minute." ”

The middle-aged man kept his footsteps with a very bad face, and said sharply: "What else do you have to explain?" ”

"I just want to ask, whether it's life or death, I won't be held accountable when the time comes, right?" Yan Xiaomo had to ask, in addition to those under him, there were Genghis Khan and Dian Wei.

"This is nature, whether it is life or death, it is voluntary for you and me." The middle-aged man didn't doubt him, but he had murderous intentions towards this long-winded female doll, and he had no worries with this sentence.

Yan Xiaomo nodded at this time, and said helplessly: "My family is too rich, I'm afraid that if I make you half dead, you will find an excuse to blackmail my family's money." ”

Although Nangong's family has a big business, and the poor only have money left, Yan Xiaomo knows that this money is not blown by the wind.

The middle-aged man couldn't hold his face a little, and he lifted his sword and attacked in the direction of Yan Xiaomo.

Even Li Bai, who was in the carriage, felt that the middle-aged man had a murderous aura on his sword, and just as he was about to help, he heard a painful wail.

The middle-aged man who was originally going to get close to Yan Xiaomo was bounced out by something, and the wail of the man came out of his ears.

"Awesome." Dian Wei, who was watching, couldn't help but clap his palms, he didn't see clearly how the female doll made a move, and he had already seen that the figure of the old puppet had flown out in embarrassment.

"Second Elder." The disciples on horseback finally didn't dare to watch the show anymore, so they all dismounted and hurriedly surrounded the second elder.

The second elder's mind was blank, he didn't know how he was beaten out, and he couldn't hear any other sound in his ears except for his own lingering breathing.

Yan Xiaomo carefully jumped out of the carriage, and her every move did not look like a master of the world.

Seeing Yan Xiaomo coming, those disciples couldn't help but take a few steps back, for fear that the next one would affect them.

In this way, the Second Elder, who was originally surrounded by them, was revealed, and they were all huddled behind the Second Elder's body, and everyone showed a look of fear on their faces.

"I'll tell you, oh, my master just passed on a little bit of my skills, look at your skills, don't mention fighting with my master, you don't deserve to lift my shoes." Yan Xiaomo squatted on the ground like a big man, trying his best to let the two elders hear his voice.

Yan Xiaomo is only one step away from the appearance of the big guy at this moment, with a cigarette in her mouth.

"I have mercy on your life, if I really wanted to kill you, you are dead now." Yan Xiaomo looked at the second elder with a dead gray face with considerable satisfaction, he was finally relieved, if he didn't give him a look at the color today, Yan Xiaomo would be unhappy in his heart.

"And you, your own head will save it yourself, and if you don't have the strength to save it, won't you just change the head directly? Anyway, the old doesn't go, the new doesn't come. Yan Xiaomo stood up and looked at those young disciples, with a very kind attitude.

Those young disciples took several steps back one by one, and they all showed frightened expressions, looking at Yan Xiaomo's eyes as if they were looking at monsters.

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