Wu Yu smiled bitterly, it seems that the most difficult thing about a good sword is not to find a suitable owner for it, because an ownerless sword, no matter where it is dusty, can easily stay for thousands of years, but when it has a master, no matter who it is, they may want to find a suitable scabbard for it and restrain his light. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

But it's just a good idea. This is like a lion, even if he fell asleep the year before last, when he woke up, the sky still fell apart, and everything in heaven and earth surrendered. It may bow its head respectfully at you when it sees you, but that doesn't mean you can find a chain to tie it up.

The tattered scabbard was thrown casually, and Wu Yu inserted the Seven Deadly Sins into the snow, and the sharp aura of the Seven Deadly Sins even shocked the snow around the sword body. It's like a little snow falling around the sword.

"If you want to kill me, show your skills, but I want to kill you." Wu Yu moved his neck, and the numbness in his left leg had gradually dissipated, "I believe it shouldn't be very troublesome, but I just need you not to die too quickly, otherwise this game will lose its fun." ”

The Sifang God did not take Wu Yu's words lightly, he stood in place and glared at Wu Yu deadly, "Who are you, how can you not have a famous brand, in the Tower of Heaven, there is no way that there is no one who does not have a famous brand." “

"Oh, is it really impossible?" Wu Yu shrugged his shoulders, "Maybe it's just that your brain is not enough, isn't it just that you don't have a famous brand, what's the use of this?" Even if I don't touch your nameplates, won't you die at my hands? In fact, sometimes the famous brand is an obstacle for me, in fact, I prefer to directly twist your head off than tearing the famous brand. “

"Rampant." Listening to Wu Yu's words, the face of the Quartet God instantly turned cold, and some of the old bodies shook slightly, and they moved instantly. It's really hard to imagine that an old man who looks like he is in his eighties is sprinting out at the speed of a professional sprinter at the moment.

"Yes, yes, I'm so old, I don't think it's a waste." Wu Yu smiled and nodded, and on the side of his footsteps, his arms stretched out like golden eagles stretching their wings, and the color of the fierce calendar was instantly revealed.

The Quartet God rushed out, Wu Yu did not back down at all, kicked the ground under his feet, wrapped his arms, and slammed into the Quartet God. Although the strength is still there, the body still can't keep up after all. The two collided, and in just an instant, the whole person of the Quartet God suddenly flew upside down.

The body fell to the snow and slid backwards for a distance of four or five meters before barely stopping.

"Poof." With a muffled snort, the face of the Quartet God was a little ugly, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out of his mouth, "Boy, it seems that I still underestimate you after all, but no matter how strong you are, do you think that with you alone, you can be comparable to the four of us!" “

The four gods were frightened from the ground and wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths. In the ancient eyes, there was a trace of vicissitudes, and even a touch of desolation, "Who has not died in life since ancient times, and left Dan to take care of the sweat." This is a poem passed down by people on the earth, yes, yes, I like it very much, but the world is so big, don't think that with your little doll, you can gallop. “

"No, I never said I could gallop in this world, maybe it's just what you think." Wu Yu shrugged his shoulders, "And one more thing I'm sorry for, those two lines of poetry are really well written, I don't think it's a waste to use people like you." “

The four of them faced Wu Yu in unison. The latter had no fear on his face, and even a hint of excitement, not knowing who he was, whether he was Wu Yu or a little devil, or rather, he was the other one, who did not belong to these two at all, an independent existence.

"Let me gallop in this world? I'm sorry, maybe you're really wrong, in this world, where can I be accommodated, a place in the world, how can I gallop! His eyes were bright red, red as if he could drip blood, he didn't even know why he said this, but involuntarily, this sentence flowed out of his mouth unintentionally, "This world, it's still too small." “

The corners of his mouth were grinning, big and scary, and his scarlet tongue gently crossed his lips, smiling like a yaksha coming out in the middle of the night to feed.

Holding his hand into a claw, he didn't avoid it and went directly to the four gods, and the target of this palm was also the heart of the four gods. The four of them looked at Wu Yu, who was approaching quickly, everyone's face was full of solemnity, a person who didn't know his strength and didn't have a famous brand, how to face such a monster?

The four of them quickly separated, and the four gods were able to wring out the water with an ugly face, facing Wu Yu head-on, and no one dared to say that they could take his fist. The figure in the wind, the black robe hunting, clinging to the body, revealing a slender body, but the shadow did not look malnourished at all, but more like a hungry devil.

Suddenly, the four gods seemed to think of something, the man who had completely hidden his body under the black robe, was now staring at his chest with a strange smile on his face, as if he wanted to gouge out his heart and use it as the main course of dinner. But at this moment, he completely lost his panic, because his whole person was frozen, maybe because of anger, he forgot that in the Tower of Babel, in fact, there has always been such a group of people, they always hide their bodies under the black robe, because sometimes the task is too difficult, so they found a material that can shield the brand, and made the entire Tower of Babel, the only costume.

Wu Yu's shadow is getting bigger and bigger, and his reflection is in the eyes of the four gods, just like a golden eagle that has been aiming at its prey, its claws stretched out, sharp like a dagger, and it wants to pierce into the body of its prey.

Although there are still close to 800 HP on the name tag behind him, it is already a good thing to have such an old body and be able to exert the strength of 600 HP. Originally, he still had a lot of confidence in fighting Wu Yu alone with four people, but when this shadow appeared in his mind, all his confidence was wiped out.

Facing an executor, and an executor whose strength was above all of them, he didn't even have the heart to fight at this moment. Although he is a person in this paradise who can make the whole paradise shake a few times with a single stamping of his feet, but looking at the entire Tower of Babel, he is not even an ant.

And the executor is undoubtedly a behemoth in the Tower of Babel, and in the entire Tower of Babel, I'm afraid no one dares to make him an enemy. (To be continued.) )