As soon as he finished speaking, the old man waved his hand, and all the paper figures in the shop turned their heads and looked at Renren Zhao.

"!!"

The dark room, the flickering flames, this scene, not to mention how terrifying it is.

"kill him!"

"Whoever kills him, I will set him free."

What?

free.

Could it be that the paper man contains something like

Before he could think about it, the paper people swooped in from the air with a loud sound.

He Zhao aimed at the paper man rushing forward, raised his right foot and kicked it upward.

"Clang!"

A huge counter-shock force struck, sending bursts of severe pain through the leg bones.

It seemed that what he kicked was not a paper man, but something like steel.

'Go! Don't stay too long, otherwise you will die.'

Seeing the overwhelming paper figures, he did not hesitate, and with the help of the force of the shock, he quickly retreated like a sharp arrow.

"Escape? Can you escape?"

Zha Caili turned around and picked up a bow, put an arrow on it, and drew the bowstring to full length.

"Whoosh——"

"puff!"

Someone who retreated suddenly was hit by an arrow in the abdomen.

What a fast arrow.

'Um?'

Soon, he realized something was wrong.

Because the arrow that penetrated the lower abdomen was actually made of paper!

"Paper Tie Technique"?

All things hand rub!

This spell is really awesome. I wonder if it can be used to rub a girlfriend with my hands.

After he fled to the back hall, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a paper sword.

Without thinking, he subconsciously grasped the hilt of the sword and slashed at the paper figure following closely behind him.

"Hiss-"

The paper man, as hard as iron, immediately split into two.

'Oh, I'm going?'

Holding the sword in his hand, he suddenly felt heroic.

He is the man who has inherited the mantle of the Daxuan Sword Saint.

"Run!" "Run!"

White paper swords were waved, and the paper figures that surrounded him were cut into pieces by the swords and turned into pieces of paper after just a few breaths.

"Clang!"

A flash of white light suddenly appeared, passing through the flying scraps of paper and heading straight to the door.

He raised his hand and knocked it away, immediately knocking away the arrow made of paper.

"Come!"

I have a sword in my hand, how can I still be afraid of you, a weakling whose three basic attributes are less than 10 on average?

Faced with the provocation, Zha Caili couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

"You use my things against me?"

After saying this, he pointed with his right hand.

Then Dan saw that the paper sword in He Zhao's hand suddenly softened, as if the man was in the state of a saint and could no longer harden.

"."

He threw away the limp paper sword in his hand and turned around to continue escaping. However, he found that the paper figures placed in the back corridor came to life one by one, and they were all staring at him.

There is a tiger in front and a hungry wolf behind.

In response, he kicked his legs hard and rushed towards the old man.

Today, even if I die, I will drag you, a bad old man, with me to hell.

The average of my three basic attributes is more than 30 points. Even if you have the badge of the king of close quarters, with your strong strength, wouldn't it be just two words - crushing?

"snort!"

A flash of disdain flashed in Zha Caili's eyes, he stepped forward, raised his right arm in a semicircle, and smashed down with his fist.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

In the former case, He Zhao hit the old man on the shoulder with his palm, while in the latter case, he suffered a heavy blow to the chest.

"Deng Deng Deng"

The old man took eight or nine steps back, and he took three steps back.

"Hiss!"

Zha Caili tore the skirt of his clothes, revealing his paper armor.

On the shoulder, there is a clear handprint printed lightly on it.

"The strength is quite great, but it's a pity that it's useless."

"You didn't have dinner, it's just not useful."

He Zhao retorted, with a physical constitution of 32 points and an ability to withstand beatings, needless to say.

"You are not allowed to help."

The old man waved his hand and held down the paper people who were about to move.

Anyway, the other party is already a turtle in a urn, life and death are all decided by one's own thoughts.

Before killing your enemy, vent your hatred first.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

The two men fought together again. Although one was old, he had quick reactions and rich combat experience. He often found a flaw in the deadly killing moves, and could not only avoid the attack, but even use his strength to counterattack.

The other is young and strong. Although his moves are simple, his punches and kicks are extremely heavy. If an ordinary person is hit, his bones and tendons will be broken.

The fight lasted only thirty seconds, and He Zhao received fifteen punches, seven kicks, three elbows, and two knee strikes.

On the other hand, the one-eyed old man was unscathed.

In terms of boxing and kicking skills, he was undoubtedly defeated.

For a man with the badge of "King of Short Fight", his fighting skills are really impressive.

Of course, if there is a sword in the hand, the two of them can't tell who will win.

"It's a pity that he has such a good body, but in this world, fists and feet are useless, so it's not too regrettable." Zha Caili looked at He Zhao up and down, shook his head and sighed.

"."

"I won't play with you anymore, you're thick-skinned." Yan Guan took out the ribbon-cutting knife again. "If I can't kill your spirit, can't I cut off your body?"

After saying that, he pulled out a piece of black cloth.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

Zha Caili looked like he was going crazy, his eyes were red and he kept cutting the black cloth. He Zhao's whole body split instantly, and streams of blood burst out.

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Chapter completed!