"Master Eight Fingers, I believe in your martial arts, and it may not be too difficult to deal with that Wei Wangji. ”

Wang Chulan's eyes were cold: "But how can you guarantee that Yu'er can return alive?"

"Dawu, don't be rude!" Old Yu scolded.

"May I ask the master, if Wei Wangji uses the lives of ten thousand people and Yu'er's life to let you choose, how do you choose?" Wang Chulan was fearless and his eyes were fierce.

"This ......" Hearing this, the eight-fingered master immediately frowned.

"If you sacrifice Yu'er, you can kill the demons, destroy Wei Wangji, and kill the remnants of the corpse. ”

Wang Chulan asked again: "May I ask the master, how do you choose?"

"If you can kill the demons, the poor monk will die, although he will die without regrets, Amitabha!" Master Eight Fingers said solemnly.

"In this way, in your heart, Yu'er's life is not the first!"

Wang Chulan sneered: "I understand, what the master means, is to save Yu'er, then save it by the way." ”

"But master, when you go to Gusu, the most important purpose is to kill demons and destroy Wei Wangji!"

The voice fell, and the eight-fingered master was suddenly silent.

Honestly, Master Eight Fingers, that's what it means.

After all!

Sacrificing one or two people to save the people in the world is the best ending for the Eight Fingers Master.

As long as he can kill demons and eliminate demons, even if the eight-fingered master dies, he will not hesitate to do so.

As for Miss Yu......?

Eight-fingered master, only silence.

"Master, I understand what you mean. ”

Old Yu smiled bitterly: "The problem of Gusu Lan's family, the problem of Wei Wangji, the problem of Maoshan corpse, the comfort of the common people in the world, is more important than my family Yu'er, the old man can understand." ”

"Master, if Yu'er can be saved, then saved, if not, then ......" The Great Elder sighed with a sigh in his eyes.

"Fart!" Wang Chulan scolded: "With me, Yu'er, you must not die!"

"Without further ado, the poor monk will go to Gusu at this moment, Amitabha!" Master Eight-Fingered, his hands folded.

The voice fell, Wang Chulan's eyes flickered.

He suddenly saw that between heaven and earth, a majestic mountain suddenly appeared.

"My fingers turned into mountains, shocked my spirit, and made me fall into a coma?" Wang Chulan suddenly sneered.

It's obvious!

The eight-fingered master, in order to cut off Wang Chulan's idea of leaving the Tibetan Soldier Valley, has already taken action in person.

I have to say that this finger turned into a mountain, it is indeed very powerful, and it can suppress many martial arts masters.

Wang Chulan is the treasure of the Yu family, and it is naturally impossible for the eight-fingered master to really kill Wang Chulan.

But!

It is not too difficult to trap Wang Chulan and let Wang Chulan sink for a few days.

But!

The eight-fingered master didn't know that Wang Chulan was not, an ordinary martial arts master!

"Break it for me!" Wang Chulan's eyes suddenly appeared with golden light.

Bang!

In an instant, a golden light flashed, and the towering mountain began to crack continuously.

In just a moment, the mountain that this finger turned into completely collapsed.

Then!

Wang Chulan's eyes flickered, and she returned to clarity again.

Now!

Only then did Wang Chulan realize that the sky was already full of stars.

"This old monk is so powerful!" Wang Chulan was a little speechless.

Wang Chulan's martial arts are now a nine-rank grandmaster, and there is still a long way to go from the great grandmaster.

But Wang Chulan is confident that with his current martial arts, he should be able to fight with the Great Grandmaster of Huajin.

But whether he can kill the great grandmaster, Wang Chulan doesn't know.

After all!

The concept of transforming energy is the concept of the yang world, and the underworld does not exist.

Wang Chulan's current martial arts have reached such an extent, as long as he fights with the grandmaster, he will be able to know.