The iron rod in his hand was taken away by Fang Yunhan with one hand. Because it was taken away too fast, it was smoother than the iron rod, and the palm of this man’s palm was ground to a pulp, and the blood was almost visible.

The man let out a bitter cry and immediately turned white at the moment.
More than a dozen people in front of him actually fell down like rice in the autumn harvest.
When the sky shone, there was suddenly more land in front. Twenty or thirty people fell to the ground holding their legs and feet in pain.
The man with bleeding hands looked at the front and the only party in the central area. Yunhan’s mind was quickly rushed forward by the unknown dead around him.
Then he also experienced a sharp pain in his legs and feet, and his body rose.
He burst into tears when he was thrown out and knocked over four or five big men behind him, and an incredible idea flashed through his heart at the same time.
"My wand was so bad? ! Beating people to the ground is like knocking ants. "
The vast majority of martial arts in Wulin focus on the basics. Today, these people who can come here have some skills, and the strength of more than 100 kilograms can’t shake their skills.
However, Fang Yunhan’s iron staff swept away the legs and feet of the people around him at will, and six or seven people were knocked down, and some were picked up and hit the people behind them.
It is roughly estimated that every time he swings his arm, he must have a strength of one thousand kilograms, and even if he swings for more than ten times, he has no feeling of strength attenuation.
However, in the blink of an eye, Ginkgo Street in front of Nancheng fell down, and more than 100 people overlapped each other. One of them bumped into the shop next to it and rolled endlessly.
"it hurts me ~" "forgive me! Forgive me! " "I am so painful!"
From murderous shouting to whining everywhere, the situation has changed rapidly, which is simply dizzying
Many of the original self-reliance identity to these people as cannon fodder minions greenwood master also look for eyes at this time.
Fang Yunhan walked out of the crowd lying on the ground with that iron rod. Many people retreated a little consciously. Even those people at the top of the restaurant didn’t face each other directly and leaned back involuntarily to show their fear.
Others suddenly dribbled, such as the young man in yellow, staring at Fang Yunhan and seeing a dull school, as if a fight had never happened just now, just walking around with a stick sweeping away the dust.
"Yulong, have you seen it?" The boy in yellow asked questions
"It’s really divine power, I don’t know the moves, such as" The Taoist lamented that a face is still calm, and the five fingers of the right hand have already grasped the waist. touch of green Feng Gu Jian’s left hand and five fingers are playing endlessly, which seems to be eager.
"You …"
At this time, since I came to town, I have always regarded these people around me as things. Yunhan looked around and finally said.
"Do you want to beat me?"
It’s strange that they want to win the treasure map, but if they just want to win it, it doesn’t seem too light
Those who lie down and whine feel a little awkward when they listen to the restaurants and shops around them and on both sides of the street.
It’s as if their hearts are involved in life and death, treasures, a hundred years of ups and downs, and great achievements. The other side’s heart is just a game that can easily win or lose.
The sky is a fight, a fight that can’t threaten his life.
Even though the young man was polite, he deepened a subtle and despised feeling for everyone.
"Good" Fang Yunhan got a positive answer from the silence of all. When the iron rod was inserted into the street of Shi Zhuan at will, it was like a pool of mud being pierced into three points.
He loosened his iron rod and opened his hands to signal something in his hand and then moved forward step by step.
"Then I’ll give you this chance. You just started too fast. Maybe there are some tricks that you haven’t come. So come now, whether you take turns or siege."
"Whether it’s a trap ambush attack poison hidden weapons or something hard to say, the means department can fully display it."
Fang Yunhan’s face is gentle and dull, and his feet are still smiling.
Those who cling to both sides of the street and don’t stand in his way can’t help but back off and dodge.
He stepped forward and everyone stepped back.
But everyone was shocked and scared, and now they are hiding, and there is anger in their ears.
It seems that it is no longer just greed and murder for treasure maps, but a kind of anger.