"Fog grass, Holy Hand Man Tu, this person should be a saint?"

Suddenly hearing the name of the 'Holy Hand Slaughter', Ye Xiuwen was going to worship for a while, Nima 'Holy Hand', so what's the deal?

"Ye Xian's nephew? Don't let his name fool you,......"

But seeing Ye Xiuwen's admiration, Ye Hu hurriedly introduced Ye Xiuwen greatly.

It turns out that this guy 'Holy Hand Man Tu' is really not a good person.

Twenty years ago, the Holy Hand Man Tu had just debuted, and he only had the strength of the middle stage of the Jiedan, but there was a show of goodwill, whoever was a good person, he would kill whomever he wanted.

If there is a filial son who honors his parents and is well-known far and wide, he will run and kill people.

There was also a great rich man, who built bridges and paved roads, distributed gold and silver, and distributed them to the poor, and when he knew about it, he also ran and killed them.

But the most infuriating thing is that there is a young man who was killed by him just because he helped up an old lady who fell.

Later, someone asked, why are you doing this? People do good deeds, why do you still kill people? Does that make no sense?

So, the Holy Hand Tu said, Lao Tzu doesn't look down on these Virgin watches, the chivalrous world, the strong are respected, the weak eat the strong, they are violating the law of the jungle, I want to kill people and become holy.

That's why the nickname 'Holy Hand Slaughter' came about.

And the result? Let's not talk about being holy or unholy, but he was chased and killed by martial arts righteous people, and as a result, he was beaten like this, fell off the cliff and disappeared.

"Haha! Hahaha! ...... You're such a fucking idiot,......"

Hearing this, Ye Xiuwen laughed so hard that he hit the roof and fell down, fell a fart, and was still laughing!

"Soldiers can be killed, not humiliated, people's ideals are different, I want to kill people to become holy, I want to kill invincible, no one, no one can stop me from killing those Virgin watches, long live freedom! ......”

The Holy Hand Tu held high the banner and chanted his own slogan.

"Freedom, Mahler, ,......"

Ye Xiuwen hit the past with a shot, beating you that you can't take care of yourself in life, long live your freedom? Long live freedom is what you shouted?

"Tsk! Well done! The Holy Hand Man Tu laughed.

"Poof!"

Ye Xiuwen was so angry that a mouthful of blood spurted out, and said in his heart: This guy must be crazy, he beat him by himself, and he said that he came well, so what else is he polite? A fist was thrown into the face of the Holy Hand Man Tu, and he was directly sucked out!

"Fog grass, what a weak chicken?"

Ye Hu and the elders were very stupid, just now this Holy Hand Man Tu had beaten them to the point that they had no power to fight back, but at this time, Ye Xiuwen was just an ordinary punch, and he didn't even use his martial arts, so this person was knocked away.

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host, the invisible pretending to be successful will get +600 ,......"

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host, the invisible pretending to be successful will get +600 ,......"

"Ding-dong,......."

.........................

Ye Xiuwen's forced grid is here again, anyway, no matter what he does now, it is full of forced style.

"Huh, just like a bear, you are also worthy of being slaughtered by the Holy Hand?" Ye Xiuwen took a sip like a ruffian.

"Huh? You see, our Ye Gongzi, spitting, is so extraordinary,......"

"That's it, it's just that at this time, there is no painter, otherwise if you paint one, Ye Gongzi will 'spray', which is also good,......"

....................

"Dingdong ,......"

"Dingdong ,......"

.....................

"Poof!"

The forced grid brushed up again, but Ye Xiuwen was not happy, and pointed angrily: "Do you still have a little bit of personality?" Lao Tzu spits, you all have to praise me like this? ”

"Huh? It's not that we praise Ye Gongzi, but Ye Gongzi is born with a noble statue! ”

"That's it, that's it, Ye Gongzi, don't be modest, now that you are pooping in front of everyone, we will also paint a statue of Tianhuang for you,......"

................

"Dingdong ,......"

"Dingdong ,......"

...............

"Poof!"

Ye Xiuwen vomited blood again, and said in his heart: There is really no one, he was completely moved by their stinky and shameless spirit.

"Hahaha! You were fooled, just now, Lao Tzu punched you, that premeditated ,......"

Just when Ye Xiuwen vomited blood and vomited to the point that he couldn't do it, the Holy Hand Man Tu, who had been beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, ran back again.

Chirping! Chirping! The two nostrils were still bleeding out, and the bridge of the nose was crooked, but this guy didn't care at all, and was still laughing there, just like a stupid force possessed.

"You?"

Ye Xiuwen turned around speechlessly,......

"Huh? You see, Ye Gongzi doesn't bother to fight with the Holy Hand Slaughter at all? ”

"Yes, with Ye Gongzi's means, maybe a small finger can slaughter that holy hand man to death, right?"

.........................

"you Mahler,......

Ye Xiuwen is going crazy, although he has taken pretending to be forced as his duty all his life, but he would rather not have this kind of forced style that is readily available.

As the saying goes, don't eat the food that comes from it, that's the truth!

It's too easy to pretend to be forced, then it's not pretending to be forced, but pretending to be forced, being forced to be flattered, and forcibly imposing it on you!

"Ding-dong! Congratulations to the host.,Actually realized the true meaning of forcing the king.,The system rewards the host.,The title of the king of the country of Chiba:Movement speed +5,Defense +5,Attack +5,Dodge +5,...... In addition, the host will be rewarded with +5,000 points to encourage ,......"

"Poof! ......”

Ye Xiuwen completely fainted, he guessed such a beginning, but he didn't guess such an ending!

"It seems that there is no problem with my pretending, or the means of pretending to be coerced, it is too clever to cause this counter-effect, I want to change their outlook on life, values, and worldview, so that they can grow up vigorously under the light of my coercion!"

Thinking of this, Ye Xiuwen said earnestly: "Holy Hand Slaughter, you can let the horse come!" ”

"Hmph, do you still need to say that? Today, Lao Tzu, I will use my fifty years of heritage to crush you! Drink! ......”

At this point, the Holy Hand slaughtered and shouted, and a new moon glittering with blood-colored brilliance rose at this moment.

The rising crescent moon is the ten-square moon wheel.

In the ten directions of the moon wheel, the stars are twinkling, and there are nearly two hundred martial spirits, twinkling among them!

"So many martial spirits?"

But seeing more than two hundred martial souls, even Ye Hu and the others had to gasp, he didn't expect that the comprehension of this Holy Hand Man Tu would be so high.

Not only did it condense more than two hundred martial souls, but there were eighty-eight of them, all of which had been cultivated to the consummation realm.

And what about him? Practicing day and night, it is only a matter of cultivating sixty-six martial souls.

So no matter what, Ye Hu will not be the opponent of the Holy Hand Man Tu!

"Virtuous nephew?"

Ye Hu exclaimed, but he didn't want Ye Xiuwen to shake the long hair on his forehead at this time, and said lightly: "Don't talk, look at Lao Tzu pretending!" ......”

(End of chapter)