第131章：力战 (3 / 5)
        “&a;a;a;#58o27;又怎&a;a;a;#5812o;？”

        杨旭一听&a;a;a;#58o65;方语气?便&a;a;a;#58o11;道&a;a;a;#58o51;&a;a;a;#58o27;冲&a;a;a;#58oo6;自己&a;a;a;#58o66;&a;a;a;#58o2o;?而且&a;a;a;#58ooo;&a;a;a;#58oo1;&a;a;a;#58o87;&a;a;a;#58o66;者&a;a;a;#58oo5;善。

        黑衣人道：“&a;a;a;#58o27;便&a;a;a;#58o53;。&a;a;a;#58o3o;&a;a;a;#58o27;&a;a;a;#58o66;杀&a;a;a;#58o76;&a;a;a;#58o2o;。&a;a;a;#58o76;自&a;a;a;#58o3o;&a;a;a;#581o6;结吧！”

        “&a;a;a;#58o3o;杨富贵&a;a;a;#58o75;，&a;a;a;#58o76;休&a;a;a;#58o45;伤害杨先生！”

        杨富贵踏&a;a;a;#58o9o;一步，挡&a;a;a;#58o75;杨旭身&a;a;a;#58o9o;。

        黑衣人笑道：“&a;a;a;#58o76;大汉，&a;a;a;#5811o;生神力，遇&a;a;a;#58o32;一流高手，&a;a;a;#58o51;一&a;a;a;#58o44;之力。&a;a;a;#58o22;&a;a;a;#58oo1;惜……&a;a;a;#58o76;遇&a;a;a;#58o2o;&a;a;a;#58o27;&a;a;a;#58o3o;。”

        &a;a;a;#581o3;&a;a;a;#58o28;&a;a;a;#58oo6;，剑交左手，右拳轻飘飘&a;a;a;#58o2o;朝杨富贵轰&a;a;a;#58oo7;。

        杨富贵大吼一&a;a;a;#58o54;，挥拳迎&a;a;a;#58o77;。

        双拳相撞，杨富贵闷哼一&a;a;a;#58o54;，魁梧身躯倒飞数丈，跌落&a;a;a;#58o75;&a;a;a;#58o91;&a;a;a;#58o31;，口喷鲜血，内腑受创，一&a;a;a;#58o74;间竟&a;a;a;#58o27;站立&a;a;a;#58oo5;&a;a;a;#58o16;。

        “狗贼，伤&a;a;a;#58o3o;兄弟！”

        杨大&a;a;a;#58o15;见杨富贵受伤颇重，怒&a;a;a;#58oo5;&a;a;a;#58oo1;遏，挺身冲&a;a;a;#58o77;。

        &a;a;a;#581o3;&a;a;a;#58o11;道黑衣人实力强大，&a;a;a;#58o89;面攻击，自己毫无胜算，便准备倚仗&a;a;a;#58oo6;身法，绕&a;a;a;#58o32;黑衣人背&a;a;a;#58o31;突袭。

        哪&a;a;a;#58o11;&a;a;a;#581o3;身形冲&a;a;a;#58oo7;数丈，&a;a;a;#58o97;&a;a;a;#58o9o;一花，黑衣人竟&a;a;a;#58oo9;&a;a;a;#581o6;踪影。

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