A large amount of sperm and blood was lost, so that in a very short period of time, Xiongba's muscles shrank, his eye sockets were deep, and his hair was withered, and his head was full of snow-white color, as if his life was at the end of his life.

Looking at such a hero, and then comparing it with the domineering and powerful appearance before the hero.

For a while, I was really inexplicably sorry in my heart!

It's a pity, but Wei Wuji won't show mercy to his subordinates.

Xiongba this guy, the strength of his vitality is really more powerful than Xiaoqiang.

Whether it is his own position, or several ruthless times, and even the action of life and death.

have pushed their relationship with each other to the freezing point of the abyss.

In one sentence: If you don't die, my heart will be uneasy.

"What_ Xiongba is actually not the opponent of this young city lord?" The silence of time and space has restored its original flow.

Everything that was still was restored to its original state, including the consciousness of those masters of the rivers and lakes.

Although with their abilities, they can't clearly distinguish what happened during the process of the two fighting.

But the final outcome in front of us is undoubtedly quite obvious.

"Tyrant old thief!" Looking at the final situation after the storm, lying there, describing the withered, Xiongba, whose life is about to come to an end, is expressionless, but faintly gritting his teeth.

From his point of view, he naturally hopes that Xiongba will die in his own hands to avenge the destruction of his family.

But the current situation ......

In terms of his pride, dealing with an old man whose life has almost come to an end and has no power to resist, he is also a little frightened, and it is difficult to start.

"As the saying goes, you can do one or two, not three. If you don't show up again, I'll really kill you. Just when Wei Wuji stepped forward, wanting to give the seriously injured Xiongba another punch and kick, and completely send him back to the west.

In the midst of many heroes and heroes, their faces were full of confusion, Wei Wuji suddenly stopped, his face was full of solemnity, vigilance and jealousy, and shouted loudly.

"What is he doing here? Who are you talking to? This abnormal behavior naturally caused a reaction from the Jianghu martial arts, and they muttered softly one by one.

"It won't be the fight just now, the fist injury unconsciously enters the brain, and the brain is hurt." After saying this, I couldn't help but subconsciously snort!

What did he just say?

You know, this is a ruthless man who can beat Xiongba into a dead dog!

I hope that the master didn't notice his words and dealt with him, a little person who had no sense of existence.

"I think you've just hurt your brain. Don't you understand this situation? Things that are clear at a glance. "There are also a few well-informed and very shrewd people.

"In addition to us, there must be masters, so that this master who is jealous of the young city lord is hidden in the shadows." As soon as these words came out, they immediately aroused the vigilance of all the masters.

No matter what the purpose of this mysterious person who is peeping in the dark is.

Anyway, for them, it is full of threats and insecurities.

"You little doll, kung fu and perception are quite good." A purple-robed figure, under everyone's gaze, frightened, was so natural, and the ghost and god stood opposite Wei Wuji, beside the dying hero.

"It seems that I did not anticipate the mistake." Just from that unique purple robe, Wei Wuji could accurately judge the identity of this person.

The purple-clothed boss, the number one master among the Seven Demon Chasers, and the father of the hero.

"You already expected such a scene?" After the purple-clothed boss appeared, he didn't pay attention to it first, lying there, his son whose life was about to come to an end.

Instead, he was interested, looking Wei Wuji up and down carefully.

"No matter how vicious you are, after all, the tiger will not eat the poison." No matter how vicious, it is still his own blood after all.

Just like the original hero, the reason why he played ruthlessly even dispatched the twelve demons of Tianchi to chase and kill the clouds.

In addition to being really jealous of Bu Jingyun, it was also because Bu Jingyun killed the god of hunting, his son Long Teng.

The hatred of killing is not shared!

"Judging from your doll's behavior several times, it seems that you know a lot about many things." Not to mention, just from the look that this young man showed after seeing himself.

The purple-clothed boss can conclude that this young man knows his existence.

In this way, this matter is obviously a bit evil and unusual.

You must know that since that incident, in order to avoid that terrible enemy, he has been hiding in the secret room of the Tianxia Society.

No third person knew about it except himself, and his son, who was lying on the ground.

"For the sake of this son, you are not even afraid of her. It seems that I do underestimate the importance you attach to family affection. ”

"But that's a good thing." Immortality, longevity and heaven are unattainable aspirations for too many numbers.

Even Qin Shi Huang, who swept through the six countries and dominated the hegemony for thousands of years, still failed to achieve immortality.

However, for some people, immortality does not seem to be too much of a problem.

For example, the person in front of him, and then the guy who swallowed the blood of the phoenix, wore a pair of ice sculpture masks all day long, and made the wind and rain.

However, living a long life does not mean that everything is perfect.

The baptism of time is really a test for the conscience of human nature.

Emperor Shakti belongs to the kind of goods that have not withstood the baptism of time.

So, he was idle and bored, and began to play with sentient beings.

The joys and sorrows of all beings, in the eyes of Shakti, are nothing more than a game.

"It seems that you little doll is indeed not simple." Saying this "she" from Wei Wuji's mouth made the purple-clothed boss completely unable to calm down.

has lived for so long, in addition to the blood relatives lying on the ground, "she" can be said to be the purple-clothed boss and the only nemesis.

"If it weren't for the existence of the old man, I'm afraid that he would have died in your hands." What Wei Wuji showed, whether it was martial arts, or the secrets he knew, and his vision, seemed to be enough to crush the tyrant.

If it weren't for his own existence, he really couldn't think of any reason for this kid to keep Xiongba for so long.

"If it weren't for the millennium catastrophe, this is fate, inevitable, I don't want to cause too much trouble, he would have died a long time ago. There is nothing too much to fear about Your Excellency. ”

"Okay, then let the old man, understand the ability of your young master." Wei Wuji's words did not arouse the purple-clothed boss to have too many mood swings.

As an old monster who has lived for many years, a lot of feelings have gradually faded in nature.

And in this world, there are too few things that are worth his concern and cause mood swings.

What's more, in the eyes of the purple-clothed boss, even if Wei Wuji has the martial arts to beat the hero into a breath, it is not a big deal.

As far as his cultivation is concerned, maybe he can solve this little trouble with just one breath.

"Returning to the Bloody Hand!" The domineering suction power surged from the open palm of the purple-clothed boss, this is the family inheritance of the male tyrant, a kind of martial arts similar to the Dafa of absorbing power, which can turn the skills of others, and even the essence of the whole body, into evil kung fu for one's own use.

The power can be said to be strong and domineering.

Back then, the purple-clothed boss used Guiyuan's bloody hand to suck away nearly forty percent of his power from the demon lord's body, which was also a basic guarantee for him to live for so many years.

"Good kung fu! Mixed Element! "Although it is the same kind of martial arts as Dafa of absorbing gong, it is all about plundering other people's achievements and using them for their own use.

But in terms of the power that is really displayed, the Dafa of absorbing gong does not even have the qualifications to give Guiyuan blood handshoes.

At the moment when he sensed that few people could compete with the strength, Wei Wuji erupted.

The power accumulated in the body for many years is running, and the whole person seems to be incarnated into the Hongmeng unjudged, the heaven and the earth are not divided, and everything is the beginning of chaos.

In such a state, no matter what kind of attack fell on Wei Wuji, it would eventually merge into that initial power.

"Your Excellency, this is really good kung fu!" The use of the real body of the mixed yuan made the intuition of the purple-clothed boss for many years very cautious about Wei Wuji.

After truly experiencing the power of that initial realm, the purple-clothed boss's face sank, and he could use solemnity to show his attitude.

This kid's martial arts is really interesting.

Not only is there an extremely strong physical defense, but only the kind of power that is enough to dissolve and reorganize all things in heaven and earth is enough for the purple-clothed boss to be cautious and fearful.

As for using housekeeping skills and absorbing Wei Wuji's strength, qi and blood, it is not something that can be done all at once.

Even if it is a Returning Bloody Hand, it is also an attribute of strength.

And Wei Wuji, who is in the state of the true body of the mixed yuan, uses the power that is the heaven and the earth are mixed as one.

Even if the Returning Origin Blood Hand can absorb all the power, when it encounters this initial state of nothingness, it will be instantly disintegrated and dissipated.

"Then let me see, where is the limit of your little one?" The purple-clothed boss was ruthless in his heart, and the power he had accumulated for many years was surging like the tides of the sea.

Since I can't absorb this power, it's up to me to use.

Then use absolute numbers, and overwhelming power, to completely collapse it.

No matter how strong the strength attribute is, as long as it is used by people, there will always be a limit.

Feeling the power pouring from him like a long river, Wei Wuji's face involuntarily changed for a while.

This old guy, after so many years, is really not in vain!

"Not good, the city lord doesn't seem to be the opponent of this guy." In the exclamation, Broken Wave was about to start.

Anyway, let him watch the city lord die in the hands of this old guy, it is absolutely impossible to do it.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!" At this time, he competed with the purple-clothed boss with the true body of the mixed yuan, and at the moment when he surpassed his own limit, with a light sound, a series of powerful sword qi appeared out of thin air!

Especially in that sword mound, I don't know how many years of accumulated sword qi have also been affected.