There is a great terror between life and death, the ancients are sincere, do not deceive me.

People can see many things clearly in the moment of life and death, such as family, friendship, love... At that moment, a person's choice can determine the person's later path.

For example, Mo Yan, a rich son, was born with a superior life, and he felt that he was superior to others, and he did not hesitate to sacrifice his sister's life in exchange for his own life when he was at stake.

This kind of person, born eagle and wolf, unscrupulous means to achieve the goal, this kind of person try not to offend in ordinary times, but once offended, you have to, cut the grass and eradicate the roots!

Wu Chen condensed his face and didn't speak all the way, carefully observing the places where the people in front of him walked, and carefully discerning the smell of blood in the air with his nose.

On the one hand, his feet accelerated and walked like flying, don't look at Mo Yan used her junior sister's death to have the opportunity to use the Divine Talisman, but he had already broken his arm before, and his body inevitably had to undergo strenuous exercise during the galloping of the Divine Talisman.

With his body, coupled with the loss of a large amount of blood before, he is a dead word whenever he rushes out of Erli, so whether it is a killer or the young master of the Mo family's trading house, he can only destroy the corpse and leave no handle.

Sure enough, not too far away, he heard the sound of Ding Ding Dangdang's collision, and Wu Chen held his breath and slowly approached the center of the battlefield.

After standing still, he looked at it, only to see that a black-clothed swordsman in the field had fallen to the ground and did not know whether he was alive or dead, and he thought that there was a remaining swordsman and Mo Yan who had broken the arm of the burly gunman besieger.

Who knew that a closer look at the situation was a big surprise, only to see a shining yellow wrestler appear in front of Mo Yan, whose height was nine feet tall and his muscles were knotted, and an eight-foot long-handled sledgehammer was wielding like a wheel.

The hideous face is like the Dharma Protector King Kong standing in the temple, it should have been a clumsy wrestler, but it was the swordsman who hit him with a hammer and a kick, although he occasionally made one or two moves, but for the wrestler, he couldn't even leave a mark.

So he could only dodge around in embarrassment, completely unable to form an attack, while the other burly gunman was blocked by a transparent mirror, and like a marionette, he shot one shot after another, bursting to attack the mirror in front of him.

But obviously to no avail, he could only tirelessly shoot one shot after another, and it was just a spear, but in the hands of the burly man, he played a fierce and domineering move after another, and a simple upward pick actually made people faintly hear the tiger roar.

Wu Chen in the distance weighed it, and felt that one-on-one might not have killed this gunman, and the gunman's constant killing moves in the mirror made Wu Chen in the distance confused.

Compared with Wu Chen, the strength of the gunman is at least to the point of cultivating gas and liquid in the three realms of the mountain, so the strength is extremely strong, and it stands to reason that the mind will not be confused so simply, but the strange scene in front of him still made Wu Chen still suppress his mind first.

Mo Yan looked at the situation in front of him and smiled, the long sword in his right hand was inserted into the ground casually, and a silver crossbow machine suddenly appeared on his right hand, only to see that the crossbow machine was engraved with dazzling spells, and the short crossbow arrows gave people a sense of danger.

The crossbow machine was aimed directly at the left and right clumsy swordsman and was about to pull the trigger, when he suddenly found that the figure of the gunman who was supposed to be constantly attacking in front of the mirror disappeared, and subconsciously dodged his body, but he could only see the golden gun shining through his chest.

Then the body of the gun shook again, and Mo Yan's chest was barreled out of a large transparent hole, but there was another bang, and it was the silver crossbow machine in Mo Yan's hand that suddenly exploded.

Suddenly, the smoke and dust filled the earth and rocks, and the originally distracted swordsman was swept by a hammer, and suddenly heard that Kela fell directly to the ground and did not know whether he was alive or dead, and the wrestlers who were originally preparing to pursue also suddenly stopped, and suddenly the wrestler's whole body was burning with golden flames.

At this moment, a figure rushed into the field, only to hear a muffled snort, followed by a burst of weapons colliding with each other, the sound suddenly stopped, and two sound shadows swept out of the smoke and dust.

A figure covered in blood, his left arm was in an irregular shape, and he retreated to the side with a spear in his right hand and breathed violently, while on the other side was Wu Chen, who was dressed in a moon-white monk's robe.

I saw a bloodstain on Wu Chen's chest, but his eyes were shining brightly, and the true qi of his body was urged to the extreme, the monk's robe was fierce, and a sound of blood came, and his right hand threw away the water mill Zen staff, pulled away the lunge and drank a sound

"Please!"

"Please!"

Wu Chen's body rushed, and when he raised his hand, it was a [Raptor's crossing the river], and the gunman on the other side was also a fierce sprint, a [Tiger Pounce] shot, only to hear a looming tiger roar, and even the person with the gun directly collided with it.

I saw that between the collision of the two extreme moves, the two figures retreated one after another, only to see that Wu Chen's figure did not change, and a golden streamer flashed from his body, which was obviously an extremely clever alchemy.

On the other hand, on the side of the robber, his chest was full of blood, and the state of his whole body turned sharply, his left arm was completely disabled, and his body couldn't even stand on his feet, and looking at the distance between the two people's bodies, the gunman retreated a full fifteen steps, and Wu Chen was less than ten steps.

"Originally, I thought you were a good opponent, but I used the 'Golden Bell Jar' with all my might, and you couldn't even break my defense, so the next move was to send you on the road and pick me up with a move [Horned Dragon Shock]. ”

After finishing speaking, Wu Chen struck the killer again, a [Horned Dragon Shock] caused the muscles of the whole body to shake and drive the surrounding area to shake together, and the gunman on the other side smashed like a [Tiger Descending the Mountain], and the sound of earth and stone dreams was full of smoke and dust.

After a while, a figure was thrown out of the smoke and dust, and it was the masked burly gunman, who was originally wearing a moon-white monk's robe and his right arm was soaked with blood, I don't know if it was the gunman's or his.

Wu Chen, who was covered in blood, was like a Shura who had returned from hell, not to mention that the body of the gunman was still intact, but the five internal organs in his body had been shattered, and it was obvious that it was a power called 'Dark Jin'er'.

"No, according to the old man, the people outside should be very strong, but why do they only practice qi and not the body, doesn't it say that the body is a wooden barrel and the qi is water?

Then why didn't they practice their bodies, and the gunman, if they could break my body with all their strength, but when I ran the 'Golden Bell Jar', why didn't they react?

It stands to reason that the gunslinger can fight me in his full state, but the others are too dish, and what is that crossbow that can threaten my body?

And what the hell is that Golden Lux? The old man can't be out of the house for decades, so all these things that were taught to me are decades ago or even more outdated.

It seems that you have to keep a low profile, there are too many things that pop up inexplicably, and you can lose your life if you are not careful, so let's be a man with your tail between your legs. Wu Chen muttered to himself

Indeed, some of the things he was familiar with were decades ago, including those vague martial artist ranks, which were decades old, so the wiring was particularly vague.

In today's era, under the revival of aura, all kinds of powerful physique and cultivation methods are changing with each passing day, the previous set of division methods is a hundred years ago, and now due to the decline of martial artists, so the body refining method and body refining method are even more inconsistent.

Therefore, ordinary people have no hope of cultivating the body refining method at all, and now it is popular for the Dharma Martial Artists, who cultivate various attributes with the body of a weak human race, and use spell mudras to drive spells.

Therefore, the cultivation speed is extremely amazing, so the body is relatively weak before the 'Four Extremes' realm, and Wu Chen is completely unaware of all this, so it is indeed a bit difficult to understand for a 'wanderer' whose soul does not know where it comes from.

And soon Wu Chen left all this behind, and concentrated on 'touching the corpse' to see if his hands were 'red' and whether he could open any good 'equipment', and before he knew it, Wu Chen was distracted again.

"What does it mean to be red or not, it's not bloody, why is it red? And 'What does it mean to open equipment?' I'm going, is it that inexplicable memory again? Hey... It seems that the resolution of this issue must be put on the agenda.

Otherwise, my mind wandering more and more often would have killed me in battle, but these new words, and those wild ideas.

Definitely not something that the nerd who was a dead reader when I was dreaming about it could have figured it out, who the hell am I? Was I born to know or was I reincarnated by power? Trouble, forget it, don't think about it, destroy these things first. ”

Soon, Wu Chen left these things behind, because even his master couldn't solve the matter involving the soul, let alone him.

Therefore, he could only bow his head and concentrate on dealing with the battlefield, find Mo Yan's broken corpse in a big pit, and then put the corpses of all the killers into the sealing ring on his left arm one by one.

Then get away from this place as fast as possible, and the other accomplices of the killer or Mo Yan's family will come to search, in order to avoid trouble, in short, it's just a word, slip.

In the distant East China Sea...

The waves tirelessly washed over the beach, and above the beach, the misty sea fog shrouded the mysterious island, and on the island stood seven towers, one of which suddenly came out with a roar from the blue tower.

"Yan'er, my Yan'er, who is it? Which one is dead, even the people of my Mo family dare to move, I swear to take revenge, come to someone, give me someone, Mocheng, where is Mocheng?"

"Ancestor, Mocheng is here"

"Mocheng, pass on my order, the young master of the Mo family trading house is killed, and a reward will be offered for the divine soldier, I want that person's head, as well as the Mo Shi clan, bring back the thief's head, I will consider them as candidates for the young master of the Mo family trading house." ”

As soon as the order was given, five giant eagles of different shapes flew inland from the East China Sea with various colors of men and horses...

The richest trading house in the Tang Empire, the Mo-style trading house, set off a corner of the originally peaceful Tang Dynasty martial arts with a chase and killing order