In the midst of everyone's surprise and exclamation, two fingers firmly clamped the knife.

"It's really good, this knife has nearly seventy percent of the fire." Looking at the shaking of Guihai's sword, as well as the surprised looks of everyone, Wei Wuji said.

These two fingers, the trick of holding the knife in Guihai Yidao's hand, is naturally the phoenix with four eyebrows, the trick - Lingxi finger!

At the beginning, although Lu Feng did not teach this trick to Wei Wuji. But for such a long time, watching Lu Feng make it so many times, it's time to figure out something.

Otherwise, this brain should be replaced by someone.

Of course, the most important thing is that after he learned the Vajra Immortal Skill from the ancient three links, he used the pure mixed yuan true qi to promote it and apply it to his fingers, and its strength and tenacity have stepped onto a new level.

Whether it can block the knife of Guihai Yidao, Wei Wuji really wants to test it in practice.

Even if you can't stop it, it's just a big deal. No matter how capable he is, it is impossible to cut off his entire finger with a knife.

"He picked up the knife again? Tell me, where is he? Guihai clenched the knife in his hand tightly, and the look in his eyes was the kind of light that could destroy the world.

"Where is he? His feet grow on his own body, and he naturally likes to be wherever he wants. "Let go of the two fingers holding the knife, and between life and death, flick your fingers·····

In the sound of the clash of gold and iron, the knife in Gui Hai's hand was almost bounced out.

Holding the knife tightly in his hand, the knife that was constantly trembling, and Gui Hai's face was cold like never before.

Endless power poured into the knife in his hand, although this person, two fingers broke his own knife, but he still had the strength to use it, and there was a trick, but he didn't use it.

"Still want to go out with a knife? Are you sure you want to kill me? Wei Wuji's eyes narrowed, and his drooping hand gripped the hilt of the sword.

He never minded, with this sword of his own, he really gave it a try, and returned to the sea with a knife that could cut off all the overlords.

"To tell you the truth, for the sake of Badao and Brother Shangguan's face, I can not care about you once. But remember, only once! Wei Wuji said seriously.

At such a moment, it seems that no one dares to regard this kind of seriousness as a joke.

"That old monster actually really stepped out of the ninth floor of the Heavenly Prison, what was the reason that stimulated him?" Zhu ignored the dark eyes and frowned, sitting on the main hall of the Dragon Guardian Villa.

Regarding the escape of the ancient three links, the Iron Courage Shenhou actually didn't take it too seriously.

In the past 20 years, his skills have been fully integrated and reached a considerable level.

The ancient three links are in the dungeon, struggling for 20 years, and the gap between them has already been greatly widened.

This is also the reason why he has not killed the ancient three links for so many years.

It's just that this incident is too unexpected for him.

After so many years of hard work, whether it is overt or secretly, he has become accustomed to the feeling of controlling everything.

Now there is an unexpected thing, and the feeling of losing control is really not good.

Immediately track down the whereabouts of the ancient three links, and if found, follow them secretly, without any alarm! A note made a piece of information hidden in the depths of the world work quickly.

As for why it is tracking, rather than interception, the biggest reason is naturally strength.

Even if he has been trapped in the prison for 20 years, his skills are not as good as before, and not everyone can keep up with the ancient three links.

"This should be called where not to meet in life! Do you really want people to strip their clothes and hang them outside? Wei Wuji looked at it a little speechlessly, and Ye Feiqing had a bewitching face.

"If you really have this in mind, I want to ······" At this time, Ye Feiqing is like a girl in the boudoir who is pregnant with spring. and the obviously old wheel king, Wei Wuji's young chic and handsome is undoubtedly too advantageous.

"It turns out that you have always liked such a white-faced guy, it seems that I have to try his color." The actor in colorful clothes, in laughter, held two flaming knives and slashed at Wei Wuji.

"Can you tell me what kind of murderous martial arts you are? Or is it a trick to coax people? He stepped out calmly, feeling the faint temperature passing by, and said loudly.

In fact, in fact, the martial arts of this drama master are quite good, and there is really no need to do this kind of trick to scare people.

"The martial arts of killing people are the martial arts of killing, the tricks of coaxing people, the tricks of coaxing people, you are used to confusing the two, and in the end, it is likely that you will play yourself." After a few tricks, Wei Wuji, who had already thoroughly understood the martial arts of the drama master, made a move.

Stand up, stride, punch, and bajiquan, directly knocking the drama master high, and the broken internal organs come out with the blood spurting from the mouth.

After so many years of wandering in the rivers and lakes, and killing people for Blackstone for so many years, the actor may never have thought that he would end up like this.

Three punches and two kicks, fell into the hands of a young Jianghu who didn't know and didn't know his name.

I told him that, but he didn't believe it. This man! After all, it is a loss that can listen to the advice of others. The figure shrouded in the black robe, at this moment, seemed to be a little unable to sit still.

Although his voice, the speed of his speech, was no different from usual.

"Blackstone, Wheel King?" Wei Wuji cast his gaze with a smile, I have to say that this is really a person with ideas, perseverance, and dreams.

"In front of so many people, you are indeed very capable of killing the actor." The sword, unsheathed in silence.

Naturally, the swordsmanship he was most familiar with, and it was also the blue water swordsmanship that was handed over to the drizzle, but the four most critical moves were missing, which he did intentionally.

"The swordsmanship is good, are you interested in taking my sword?" The blue water swordsmanship, I really can't help but say, it is an extremely top-level swordsmanship, after all, Drizzle can rely on incomplete swordsmanship to do so many things for Blackstone.

Now this set of swordsmanship is used by such a master who knows all the changes in the blue water swordsmanship, and the power is even more extraordinary.

"With such a sword, if I still want to die, I should run as far as I want." Staring at Wei Wuji's hand, the unsheathed sword, the voice of the Wheel King, was quite solemn.

"You know what reality is! Then I'll take this Moro body. This is just a joke at best. Taking Rama's body without drawing his sword seems to be a dream thing.

"Wait······ But I still want to try my sword, and then I say. "The swords, in hundredths of a second, intertwined.

"A sword! Hahaha! There is only one sword? The two men who were intertwined separated in the next moment. The Wheel King glanced at Wei Wuji seriously, and a sharp laugh came out from the deepest part of his throat.

"Perhaps, this is my fate." The grievance with lowered eyebrows and eyes should indeed be pitiful.

But in this world, there are really too many people worthy of sympathy.

"What? Still reluctant? For the sake of something that is impossible to practice, are you sure you want to put your life into it? "If the Wheel King retreats at this moment, with the accumulation of resources from the Black Stone, maybe he can find some ways to save his life in time.

"How can you not practice? Why was Rama able to practice? I've examined it, and there's nothing mutilated about his body. The Wheel King gritted his teeth. That's the obsession he has insisted on for half his life, and let him give up when he is about to succeed, undoubtedly dreaming in broad daylight.

If his wish could not be fulfilled in the end, he would rather die of serious injuries now.

"Although Rama is an Indian monk and has the restrictions of the rules and precepts, he is a man after all, and there is only one way to enter the inner palace." There are so many monks in this world, not all of them are high-ranking monks with precepts in hand.

Otherwise, how could there be so many romantic affairs related to monks in the Tang Dynasty. The most famous is in addition to Xue Huaiyi, that is, the monk called the debate machine.

"I never seem to have said that Rama has no ability to make up for the incomplete, right?" If it weren't for the sake of seeing Rama's ability to make up for his shortcomings, Wei Wuji might not have made such a trip at all.

"The reason why it is useless to you is that the main thing is that you are the person. The martial arts introduced from Tianzhu, especially those at the level of internal strength, need to be combined with a certain state of mind and Buddhist cultivation to be practiced. A tyrannical person like you, if you don't practice and go crazy, then there will be ghosts. ”

"I'd love to see what the ghost looks like?" In a calm and firm voice, it was the absolute last struggle and outburst.

"Why do you bother? Maybe that's who you really are? Shaking his head with some regret, the sword swung out at an extremely fast speed, beyond the speed of human comprehension.

"What are you doing with me?" Wei Wuji paused in his steps and turned to look at this woman, who was only a thin line away from him.

"The entire Blackstone organization has basically fallen under your sword, and I don't seem to have a place to go, so naturally following you is my only choice." Those eyes looked at Wei Wuji affectionately and gently, and the breath at close range truly interpreted what it means to be breathing.

"Your kung fu is already quite good, and there will be no problem if you go through the rivers and lakes alone. Why do you have to follow me? The pace retreated unconsciously.

This is really a woman who is too good at seduction, and it is really not a good thing to stay with such a woman.

"No matter how high my kung fu is, I am also a woman, a woman wanders the rivers and lakes helplessly, and I am afraid that few people can understand the hardships of this." Ye Feiqing is obsessed and resentful, and action is already the most faithful words.

"I now understand a little why she didn't let go of the world's famous drizzle, but wanted to be the Zeng Jing who made a living selling cloth, and married a waste who brushed horses and shoveled horse manure all day long." At this moment, somehow, she really wanted to settle down.

"It's a pity that her happiness still ruined me after all." Between sighs, it may not matter what apologies there are.

After so many years of murderous career, I apologize, it has long been a thing out of the clouds.

"Is he a waste? Then you're a brainless idiot. Wei Wuji sneered unceremoniously!

"Isn't a woman who carries a melon as someone else's head a fool?" Wei Wuji stared at Ye Feiqing, carrying the burden in his hand.

She may have always thought that what was contained in this burden was Jiang Asheng's head. Actually, it's just a delicious watermelon about the size of your head.

"How is this possible? I obviously ······ with a sword" Ye Feiqing's expression did not move, if it wasn't for daylight, she couldn't help but wonder if she was sleeping in her sleep, or if she had walked too much at night, and finally met a ghost.

"What do you want to do?" Ye Feiqing's expression changed and turned around, making Wei Wuji speak.

"No one has ever been able to play tricks on me like this." Ye Feiqing may not have been so angry in his life.

"What do you do?" A finger was pointed at the position of the large vertebrae on Ye Feiqing's back.

The sour and numb feeling made her lose her body's intuition for a moment.

"Now that there is a man, you can let them go if you play you like this?" Wei Wuji asked seriously. Sometimes, he really doesn't want to kill women.

"What's so good about her? Is it worth it for you? Ye Feiqing asked with a red face. Perhaps a more accurate expression is anger, unconvinced.

"Jianghu is a world destined to be full of blood. How many people, once they step in, there is no possibility of stepping out. ”

"All the time of my life can only be adrift, fighting, and worrying. Now, with a pair that I can step out of, I naturally try to fulfill it as much as possible. ”

"If I don't want to do it, will your sword be stained with my blood?" Ye Feiqing asked coldly. At this moment, it is not only the blood that is cold, but also the heart.

"Under normal circumstances, I wouldn't kill a woman." This can also be interpreted as another way - if the only solution to the problem is to kill people, he will not care whether the other party is a man or a woman.

"Her luck is better than mine after all." It is naturally impossible for Ye Feiqing not to understand this meaning.

It's just that sometimes she doesn't quite understand, what's the point of doing this? People don't know, and maybe they can't even receive the most basic gratitude.

"Perhaps, from now on, your luck and blessings will be even better than hers." Wei Wuji thought about it seriously and said.

"What do you mean?" words, unconsciously, a little more expectation.

"I've already told you you're a she-spider, and I don't have the courage." Wei Wuji shook his head, whether he liked it or not, that alone was enough.

"He can't do it, don't you ······ it too"