"Don't!"

Lin Wanyu shouted in horror and turned her head, not wanting to see Xiao Yu being slashed by a blood-colored scythe.

At this critical moment, in the jungle south of Xiao Yu and the others, there was a sudden loud shout.

"Stop!"

Hearing this voice, Lin Wanyu's originally desperate face showed a hint of surprise, looked up, and blurted out: "Uncle Fan!"

Xiao Yu also turned his head and looked at the comer.

Lin Wanyu's bodyguard, Uncle Fan, finally arrived at this critical juncture.

"Whoosh!"

Before Uncle Fan's voice fell, a burst of sound of breaking the air followed.

A half-cut silver spear was like a thunderbolt, coming extremely fast, even breaking through the speed of sound.

Although the body of the spear was damaged, it was still wrapped in a majestic aura, with a terrifying spirit, like a silver meteor, cutting through the void and shooting towards the position of the bloody hand.

Bloody hands frowned, turned their heads, and looked in the direction of Uncle Fan.

The silver meteor gradually dilated in his eyes, causing his pupils to shrink suddenly.

Feeling the terrifying power contained in the silver spear, the bloody hand hurriedly changed the direction of the blood-colored scythe that was slashing towards Xiao Yu and slashed diagonally towards the silver spear.

At the same time, he dodged backwards without touching the ground.

The blood-colored scythe sliced through the void, rolling up a monstrous mist of blood, like a raging wave and tsunami, engulfing everything around it.

This kind of power and destructive power only made Xiao Yu's scalp numb and frightened.

And the silver wave of the half-cut silver spear was sharp, and it seemed to condense the true qi to the extreme, twisting and rotating, driving a sharp and piercing wind and air waves, and between the wind rolls, bursts of sonic booms sounded, and they came in the blink of an eye.

"Boom!"

The blood of the blood-colored scythe collided with the silver spear in mid-air, and exploded with a burst of brilliant light.

The ground shook, and dust stormed everywhere.

In the next moment, the center of the explosion erupted into terrifying fluctuations, spreading out a circle of air waves, and the powerful air waves directly lifted the three Shadow Killers who were close to each other into the air.

The light mist dissipated, and the blood-colored sickle was also blasted into thousands of blood mist, diffusing in all directions.

The attack path of the silver spear was also affected by the blood-colored scythe, and it deviated from its intended trajectory and pierced the ground under the feet of the bloody hand just now.

"Bang!", and the place where the bloody hand was just now exploded into a large crater with a diameter of about one zhang.

The dirt is flying, and the heat is rolling.

Looking at the pit where the mist was rising, the bloody hand's eyebrows were slightly raised, revealing a hint of surprise.

Vigilant in his heart, he looked coldly at the bushes.

But the bloody hand is more unhappy, because since he became famous, he has never missed a murder, and he has been interrupted.

Once he kills, the most annoying thing is that someone disturbs him, which will affect his pleasure in killing.

Bloody hands frowned, looked in the direction of Uncle Fan, and said coldly: "Who is the master, why are you stopping me?"

The tone was cold, and it already contained full killing intent.

The Bloody Hand has made up his mind that whoever comes will let him die here.

At this time, Uncle Fan finally appeared in the jungle, his eyes scanned left and right, and he was relieved to see Lin Wanyu hiding behind Xiao Yu and safe and sound.

After Uncle Fan appeared, the bloody hand fixed his gaze firmly on him, locking his breath.

He could feel that this guy who suddenly appeared seemed to have gone through a big battle, and his breath was not stable.

The most important thing is that he is so sloppy, disheveled, ragged, and quite embarrassed.

At first glance, I thought it was a beggar on the street.

Bloody Hand smiled contemptuously, shook his head and said, "I thought it was a loose cultivation master, but I didn't expect it to be a sloppy guy, it really loses the demeanor of a fifty-strong person!"

From this person's shot just now, the bloody hand judged that his strength was also a martial arts powerhouse.

But although this person's true qi is strong, there is a trace of confusion and disorder, and it seems that he does not have his purity.

Once they fight, the bloody hand thinks that he has it, and he has a good chance of winning.

Uncle Fan didn't answer, as if he hadn't heard the words of the bloody hand, and the two rose and fell, and rushed to Lin Wanyu.

After checking up and down to see that she was safe and sound, I was relieved.

He nodded to Xiao Yu and thanked him.

Uncle Fan could see that Xiao Yu must have sacrificed his life just now to keep Lin Wanyu safe and sound.

Seeing that Uncle Fan actually ignored his words, the bloody hand frowned for a moment, and then, he stretched out, lowered his head, and had a blood-colored dagger in his hand, which he wiped carelessly.

When Ma De saw the movements of the bloody hands, a chill ran through his heart.

He was well acquainted with the temperament of the helmsman.

Whenever the bloody hand has a flat expression and makes the action of wiping the blood-colored dagger, it means that he is about to torture and kill his opponent.

Sure enough, he heard the bloody hand laugh and said: "Very good, you are the two hundred and eighty-seventh person who dares to ignore me, well, as for the two hundred and eighty-six in front, they are all dead, and they died very miserably." ”

Bloody hands stretched their necks and sighed: "However, the last person who ignored me appeared ten years ago, and I still remember how he howled in front of me, and was chopped into meat sauce by me with a knife..."

Hearing the words of the bloody hand, Uncle Fan stood in front of Lin Wanyu and sneered: "What are you, you dare to make a big statement." ”

Lin Wanyu said on the side: "Uncle Fan, he wants to kill Brother Xiao, you can't ignore it." ”

Uncle Fan was naturally obedient to Lin Wanyu, and he said to the bloody hand: "Although I don't know what grudge you have with this little brother, I advise you to leave and don't trouble him again, otherwise, don't blame me Fan for being polite." ”

"Haha, what a big breath!" "Bloody Hand looked up to the sky and laughed, tears were about to burst into laughter, "Although my Bloody Hand is not a master, I am also the number one person." ”

He ran rampant in Qianfeng and never encountered any obstacles.

With his status, even the elders of the three major sects, or the royal feudal officials, did not dare to be angry when they saw him, where did this unknown person come from?

Martial artist? He has killed all the shadow martial spirit powerhouses, what kind of martial artist are you afraid of.

"You two have managed to provoke me. Bloody Hand trimmed his manicure with a dagger, and raised his right hand flat, "I'll give you a choice in the end, who wants to die first?"

looks extremely arrogant, it seems that Xiao Yu and the others are already fish on the board.

Before Uncle Fan could speak, Lin Wanyu suddenly said in a loud voice: "Uncle Fan, he just wanted to kidnap me and be his concubine..."

Before she finished speaking, Lin Wanyu's eyes were full of tears, and she was about to cry.

Xiao Yu was funny in her heart, this little girl's acting skills are comparable to Qingxia Manyu, they are all actresses.

But it's okay, this time, the bloody hand should be miserable.

Xiao Yu thought.

Sure enough, hearing Lin Wanyu's words, Uncle Fan was furious, his beard curled up angrily, and he pointed to the bloody hand and said, "Bold! If you dare to touch a single hair of my young lady, I will let your entire Shadow Organization accompany you to the funeral!"

"What a big breath, just up to you?" Bloody Hand laughed, shaking his head again and again, "There are only a few demon beasts at the level of the Demon Knowledge Realm in this Northern Hellworld Barren Valley, such as the Golden Retriever Bear, which can make you so embarrassed, it's really ridiculous!"

"I want my bloody hands to crisscross the Qianfeng Country, and I can retreat from the depths of the Chiyan Mountain Range, a small Northern Hellworld Barren Valley, just make you so embarrassed, what qualifications do you have to fight with me?"

Uncle Fan looked at the bloody hand coldly and did not answer.

Seeing that Uncle Fan seemed to be unconvinced, Bloody Hand continued: "Don't think that your attack just now is on par with me, you can fight me! You must know that the blow I killed Xiao Yu just now only took less than seven successful forces, how can you be my opponent?"

Bloody hands sneered, and a trace of disdain for Uncle Fan appeared in his heart: "But I can give you time to tidy up your appearance, after all, as a martial artist, you still have to die a decent death." ”

Uncle Fan looked at the bloody hand and shook his head: "You are still the first one who dares to talk to me like this, the people of the shadows, are they all so arrogant now?"

"It's you who is crazy, believe it or not, I will defeat you in ten moves?" said Bloody Hand with a smile.

Uncle Fan shook his head: "You are just a martial artist, where do you get your confidence?"

The bloody hand laughed loudly, the true qi around his body surged, rolling up the blood-colored ghost shadow, and the dagger in his hand opened and closed, drawing out a series of fierce blood-colored true qi.

The blood-colored true qi boiled and burned, and finally gathered together, condensing into a river of blood in front of the bloody hands, as if flowing down from the nine heavens.

Wherever the river of blood passed, the thick smell of blood was disgusting, and it seemed to be able to devour the flesh and soul of all living beings.

"The sea of blood and quicksand! The helmsman has used a trick!" Ma De looked excited and couldn't help but cheer.

"This is a special move that has killed a strong martial artist!" the other killers also sighed, looking at Uncle Fan as if they were looking at a dead person.

"Carving insect skills!" Seeing this river of blood, Uncle Fan was very disdainful.

I saw him slap his hand casually, and a golden aura gushed out from his palm, condensing into a huge golden palm in mid-air.

He waved down slightly, and his golden palm met the river of blood in the sky, and pressed down in the air.

"Boom!"

With a loud earth-shattering sound, the blood river suddenly exploded, and the violent air wave blew off all the trees within a radius of dozens of zhang.

The killers fought hard to turn their true anger and resist this roaring wave of qi, so they were not blown away.

A moment later, the blood mist in the sky dissipated, and everyone raised their heads and looked at the field, but as a result, they were dumbfounded.

At the center of the storm, Uncle Fan stood proudly.

And the bloody hand of Shenwei just now, at this moment, was slapped into the mud.

"What?" Mader and the other Shadow Killers couldn't believe what was in front of them.

Their helmsman, the bloody hand, the master of the martial arts and the heavens, the unreachable existence, was actually defeated by this middle-aged man like a beggar, with one move?

Ma De and the others wondered if they had their eyes spent.

"cough cough" bloody hand spit out three mouthfuls of blood one after another, and I don't know how many ribs were broken all over my body, and I no longer have the grace I had before, and I was even more embarrassed than Uncle Fan.

He was lying on the muddy ground in the forest, his white clothes were all stained with mud, and there was a mouthful of black mud in his mouth, which was very miserable.

"It's really looking for death, dare to insult my young lady, the sin is unforgivable!"

Uncle Fan was still angry, and the golden palm in mid-air suddenly grabbed the bloody hand, grabbed him in the air, and then, in the surprise of Xiao Yu and the Shadow Slayer, he continued to slap up and down.

The bloody hand is like a doll, repeatedly slapped into the ground under the golden palm, and then lifted, after being photographed...

Xiao Yu's heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of yearning.

"Is this the power of a martial artist? One day, I will become such a strong man!"

Xiao Yu clenched his fists and secretly strengthened his determination.

Finally, Uncle Fan stopped slapping, and the bloody hand was also blind, lying on the ground, and the blood spat out of his mouth as if he didn't want money.

Uncle Fan looked at him coldly, and with a move, half of the silver spear rose from the ground, hovering in the air, and then, like a strong crossbow, shot towards the bloody hand in the pit.

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded behind Uncle Fan, like thunder on the ground.

"Wait a minute!"

Uncle Fan was stunned for a moment, turned his head, and saw Xiao Yu smiling and saying, "Uncle Fan, don't bother you to do it, this guy, let me come!"