"Brother Wu Jun, hack him to death!"

"Brother Wu Jun, chop him into meat sauce!"

"Brother Wu Jun is mighty, Brother Wu Jun is invincible!"

A group of followers who followed Wu Jun began to coax! And the thieves of Quwa Cottage began to tremble, this battle is really about to start, and Quwa Cottage will definitely not have a chance of winning. Those minions are tormented in their hearts, they don't want to die, but they don't want to be forced to eat the Yin Corpse Pill, but that's basically impossible, and now all they are waiting for is to die like this or that, but they don't exist to die.

"Stepping on the step" The four village owners suddenly walked in front of Wang Yin and blocked between Wang Yin and the flesh butcher.

"Boss, you can't take care of this alone!"

"That's right, now we don't care about how much we bully or less, let's go together, if life is better than death, it is better to fight to the death. ”

"You guys are stupid, don't come up quickly, everyone is side by side, life and death, and finally play again!" This sentence is to those minions who are still in a daze in Quwa Cottage.

One, two, three, these minions were also awakened, and finally someone came out and stood beside Wang Yin, wanting to face this strong burden with him

"Hahahaha, do you think that you can defeat Brother Wu Jun with a few more people, it's so naïve!" Hu Bo laughed, full of mockery.

"I'm still the same sentence, if there are more people, I can defeat Brother Wu Jun, I will eat stones directly!"

"I'll eat Xiang!"

"A hundred times, a hundred times!"

The group of people brought by the Flesh Butcher began to mock, not thinking that Quwa Cottage could win with more people.

"Ignorance!" The flesh butcher didn't care how much Quwa Cottage spared, in his opinion, there was no difference between the number of people in Quwa Cottage being more than one or ten more than one ant and ten ants.

"You go down, don't get in my way!" Wang Yin ordered in a deep voice.

"But the boss ......" The four village owners were still waiting for more, and when they saw Wang Yin's stern eyes, they could only obediently shut up, not daring to say more, so they had to withdraw the minions as well.

The field was vacant for thirteen zhang, leaving only Wang Yin and the flesh butcher.

"Haha, megalomaniacal! I don't want help from others, I just see how you die, whether you will become a pile of mud or a lump of minced meat!" Hu Bo began to laugh at Wang Yin loudly, in his opinion, Wang Yin's behavior of not wanting help is simply unreasonable.

"Noise!" Wang Yin snorted coldly, and suddenly slapped down with a palm, and the powerful King Kong palm fell with a bang, slapping Hu Bo directly into the soil, as he did, becoming a mixture of a pile of mud and a lump of minced meat.

"Damn!" the flesh butcher was furious, he didn't expect this young man to dare to be so bold and hurt people in front of him, and also killed Hu Bo, the person he liked very much and was good at slapping his ass.

The atmosphere in the arena suddenly became violent, and the next moment, the flesh butcher brandished a big axe and rushed towards Wang Yin desperately like a mad bull.

Everywhere he stepped on, deep pits were exposed, bursting out of a puff of dust, majestic, unstoppable.

The four village owners sighed lightly in their hearts, and finally it started, and the next ending could be guessed.

Only Wang Yin was not in a hurry, and slapped it again, this time at Wu Jun.

The mighty King Kong palm fell on Wu Jun's body with a bang, shattering like a piece of glass, causing Wu Jun's body to pause and slow down, but it was just that.

Entering the battle martial arts cultivation, the nature of strength has changed, and it is no longer external strength and internal strength, but strength and softness.

Wang Yin's strength can beat a tenth-level Overlord Star Walker, but it has little effect on real combat martial arts cultivation.

The previous battalion Ruifeng would be cut off by half with Wang Yin's sword, because he was only a half-step combat martial cultivator.

But Wang Yin was not in a hurry, and the powerful King Kong palm still slapped it unhurriedly.

"After all, it's hard to stop him!" the four village owners sighed lightly, although this palm technique could temporarily slow down the pace of the flesh butcher, it could not make him stop.

"Can't break through the defenses!"

The Flesh Butcher still maintained a forward stance, not even a defensive stance.

"Brother Wu Jun is mighty, Brother Wu Jun is invincible!"

A group of Wu Jun's younger brothers began to shoot horses again.

Seeing that Wu Jun was about to rush in front of Wang Yin, the four village owners couldn't bear to look at it anymore. Wang Yin is taking the lead, Wu Jun will definitely kill the chickens and monkeys, and some of them will definitely be killed, and the rest of them may be forcibly poured into the Yin Corpse Pill, and live a life that is worse than death......

"What's going on?!" suddenly a shout pulled the four village owners back to reality as Zheng

When they opened their eyes, they also felt incredible.

At this time, the menacing flesh butcher actually knelt in front of Wang Yin, tilting his head, as if he had lost consciousness.

And where he stood, a fire burned brightly.

Letting the flames burn wildly, the flesh butcher did not move, and Wang Yin held a triangular sword above his head, making him unable to move.

It's not that the flesh butcher doesn't want to move, and he can't move at all, as soon as the sword in the young man's hand touches him, it will bring a feeling of paralysis all over his body, although it is very short, but under the high-frequency vibration of the sword, this paralysis has been constant.

The flesh butcher was already out of anger, he roared angrily, his muscles knotted, like the roots of an old tree, and he wanted to cut off the two giant axes, but he had no sense of power, and the axes fell directly to the ground.

After a long time, the flesh butcher finally fell to the ground and died without blinking his eyes.

Hellfire and Paralysis Ring!

Although the flesh butcher is a martial arts cultivator, it does not mean that his legal defense is also high, Wang Yin used hellfire to try it and it worked, and then added a paralysis ring to make him unable to move, and directly burned the flesh butcher to death.

"It seems that the spell is still promising!" Wang Yin secretly warned himself, the three of Taoism, law and martial arts should not be wasted, and they can exert unexpected effects at critical moments.

For a while, the entire space seemed to freeze, all the people in Quwa Cottage were stunned, and all Wu Jun's younger brothers opened their mouths wide, as if they could stuff a fist.

It's completely incredible! It's impossible to happen, and it's just happening? How is this possible?

The invincible Wu Jun actually ran over and knelt directly in front of the young man, and then was burned alive, how did it feel like a weird religious ceremony!

Wu Jun's brothers were in a cold sweat, they didn't expect the situation to reverse so quickly, and now the game is over.

"What's going on?" the four village lords asked as they grabbed a minion with trembling hands, and they closed their eyes at that moment just now, not knowing what was happening.

"I don't know!" the minion was also puzzled. "The flesh butcher came at the boss just now, and suddenly he lost his balance and knelt on Lin, and then the ground was on fire, and he was burned to death!"

"It's as simple as that?!" The four village owners seemed to hear the myth, our cottage is not a fire mouth, how can it catch fire? Could it be that it has encountered shit luck that has not been encountered for thousands of years?

"It's that simple!" the minion repeated, though he couldn't figure out why the Flesh Butcher knelt, why the ground suddenly caught fire, why the Flesh Butcher didn't run away while in the fire?

This, this, is this a flip? Is it a dream? The four village owners pinched themselves together, and it still hurts, but why is there a sense of unreality?