"What...... What the? ”

"This ...... How is this possible? ”

Seeing this, Wang Ye, the great elder of the Wang family on the side, was full of shock, and his mouth made an incredible sound.

Apparently.

He never imagined that a hairy boy on the other side would be so terrifying.

One move.

With just one move, he caused three deaths and two serious injuries.

To know.

These monks are the best of the best.

The other five monks who participated in the onlookers were also completely stunned when they saw this scene in front of them.

They didn't dare to move their bodies easily, for fear that if they did, they would be killed.

"Come here, aren't you trying to cripple me, or abolish my sea of qi?"

Mu Futian looked directly at Wang Ye and the others, stretched out the index finger of his clenched fist, and gently hooked it.

"You!!"

was provoked so head-on, Wang Ye was very angry.

"You...... Don't be arrogant, I'll make you regret it later! ”

Wang Ye shouted coldly.

"I'll wait."

Mu Futian shrugged his shoulders and didn't care.

Although Wang Ye's strength has already stepped into the Creation Realm with one foot, he is the only one.

The strength of the other five people is only in the late stage of the Chong Pulse Realm.

Such a lineup, with his ability to inherit the limit [Writing Wheel Eye], can still be easily seen through.

Therefore, he has no fear, so why should he be afraid?

"This time, go all out!"

Wang Ye's face turned pale, and he roared in a low voice.

In his opinion, it was the light enemy that led to such serious consequences.

After all, the boss said that he wanted to catch the job, which made them dare not let go to a certain extent.

Of course, he didn't make a move from the sidelines just now, and he also bears some responsibility.

"Good!"

When the other five people heard this, they let out a deep sigh, and then released the aura in their bodies one after another.

"Good lineup."

Mu Futian clenched the wooden sword and chuckled, and the aura in his body also quietly worked.

"Do it, kill!!"

With a loud shout, Wang Ye took the lead in rushing out.

Seeing this, the other five people followed one after another.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

One terrifying offensive after another, constantly bombarded Mu Futian.

However, the latter, with his writing wheel eyes, seems to be very thrilling, but he is always able to dodge it.

After such rounds of powerful attacks, they were already out of breath, but they couldn't even touch the corners of Mu Futian's clothes.

"Little miscellaneous hair, are you just going to hide?"

Wang Ye looked directly at Mu Futian with a comfortable face, and shouted coldly.

He couldn't have imagined that after they had used all their strength, they still couldn't help each other.

This was far more than they expected.

"Of course not, I can dodge other than hide."

Mu Futian shrugged his shoulders and chuckled.

"Little Zamao, you dare to trick me?!"

Wang Ye was so angry that his face turned pale.

"As long as the strength is strong enough, what about playing you?"

Mu Futian didn't care, and still said lightly.

"Good, good!"

Wang Ye said, his face gradually turned cold.

Apparently.

He was furious.

As the great elder of the Wang family, he has always been in a high position, when has he been humiliated like this?

"Squeak~"

With a faint sound, a gray steel knife condensed out of thin air in his hand.

Although he only stepped into the Creation Realm with half a foot, with his ability, he could still barely condense a weapon.

Wang Ye was not in a hurry to attack, and groped in his pocket with his other hand, and then took out a vial.

"Bang!"

The vial smashed into the gray steel knife, which turned blue and purple.

Faintly, a trace of mist rose from it.

Apparently.

The vial was full of poison, terrible poison.

"Little Miscellaneous Hair, it's time for your good luck to expire!"

Wang Ye showed a grim smile, and his eyes were staring at Mu Futian deadly.

"Can you stop talking so much nonsense?"

Mu Futian spread his hands and said casually.

"Noise!"

With a loud shout, Wang Ye rushed out quickly.

Seeing this, the other five monks surrounded Mu Futian one after another.

However, they didn't make a move, but just cut off all the retreats of Mu Futian.

After all.

Wang Ye's blue-purple steel knife was full of poison, and if it was accidentally contaminated, it would be crippled if it didn't die.

In the face of Wang Ye's terrifying attack, Mu Futian saw this, and did not hesitate, his figure flashed, and he immediately met it head-on.

"Boom!"

As soon as the steel knife and the wooden sword collided, the crisp sonorous sound resounded from it.

"Bang~Bang~"

After an instant, the two of them each took dozens of steps back before they stabilized their bodies.

"Dare to confront me head-on, I don't know whether I live or die!"

Wang Ye showed a sneer, and then said, "How is it?" Doesn't it feel like being paralyzed? ”

The one he painted on the steel knife was not ordinary venom, but a second-grade venom with a paralyzing effect: corpse paralysis fluid.

It is rumored that this venom, with a slight inhalation of its poisonous gas, can paralyze the whole body and cause you to lose consciousness.

If it is unfortunately contaminated, the bones in the body will die directly.

To die or to be maimed!

This is also an important reason why the other five monks did not dare to approach easily.

"The feeling of paralysis? Oh, sorry, no. ”

Mu Futian shrugged his shoulders, shook his head, and said lightly.

"Impossible!"

"You definitely smell poison, there's no way you'll be fine!"

Wang Ye snorted coldly.

"Then you look at me like something?"

Mu Futian spread his hands.

For that poisonous gas, he who has the eye of the writing wheel has already seen through it, how can he inhale it in the slightest?

"Since you didn't smell it, then I'll let your whole body bones be contaminated, so that your life is worse than death!"

With a deep shout, Wang Ye took the initiative to attack again.

"I'm sorry, you don't have that chance anymore!"

Shaking his head, the wooden sword in Mu Futian's hand flew out directly.

"Hmph, you want to kill me too? Wish for the moon! ”

Looking at the wooden sword that flew with spiritual energy, Wang Ye shook his head with a look of disdain.

When the wooden sword came to him, the steel knife in his hand slashed out.

"Boom!"

With a crisp sonorous sound, the wooden sword was instantly shaken away.

"Haha, don't do it yourself!"

Wang Ye looked up to the sky and laughed.

Even the weapon was lost, and Mu Futian was taken down, so it wasn't a matter of being caught?

However, at this moment, a joking voice sounded in his ears.

"Are you saying I'm not self-sufficient?"

Hearing this sudden voice, Wang Ye's face changed suddenly.

Because.

He could hear it, it was very close to him, very close.

"Whoosh~"

Excellent combat experience made Wang Ye choose to retreat sharply at the first time.

However.

Can he really get rid of it?

Answer.

No!