"Little girl, it's not okay for you to beat people like this. Liu looked at the little girl who was a little sluggish on the side, touched her head, and shook her mountain-like fist, "See, you have to use this, stay and watch my brother give you a show." ”

The villagers immediately came over and looked at the man who had blocked their fortune with unfriendly eyes.

"Well, what do you mean?" Liu Yishou couldn't understand these villagers anymore, he came to rescue them, how could there be a rhythm that ruined their good deeds.

The village chief recognized the Xuankong Mountain disciple uniform that Liu Yishou was wearing, and immediately came over to stop the villagers who were about to make a move, and pulled his granddaughter back.

"Village Chief, who is he?"

The villagers had never been out of the village in their lives, and they didn't know what was going on outside, and all the time the information they knew came from the village chief.

"This is a disciple of Xuankong Mountain. The village chief looked at Liu Yishou, this guy's spirit, this temperament can't be wrong, he is a disciple of Xuankong Mountain.

The villagers exclaimed, "Village Chief, this is the disciple of Xuankong Mountain, he is so strong, stronger than all of us, it seems that he can't be wrong." ”

Liu Yishou thought to himself, how can I grow stronger, this is transformation, is the transformation good, and how can I be a disciple of Xuankong Mountain.

Is there some misunderstanding here?

"Bastard, how dare you hurt me. The hideous disciple glared at Liu Yishou, and the anger in his heart completely exploded. The pain of breaking his hand, the heart-rending pain, made him unbearable.

"One, two, three...... Where are the other two people, where are you Ximen officials?" Liu Yi counted the number of people at the scene, then looked up at the Shenzhou in the air, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It seems that it is above, okay, solve you first, and then go to the top to find the Ximen official." ”

"Have you listened to me, I ask you, how dare you hurt me. The hideous disciple roared angrily, his eyes bloodshot, as if he didn't expect this to be the case.

Liu Yiyi looked at the group of Sword Mountain disciples in front of him, these are all points, and they can't be missed, but the other party's problem makes him very helpless.

"Are you all fools in Sword Mountain, why do you all say this every time I kill you, do you dare? I have already cut you, and you still ask me if you dare, do you say you are mentally retarded. ”

"Forget it, let's not talk about it, I advise you to go to reincarnation as soon as possible!"

The hideous disciple roared and immediately became vigilant, and suddenly, a big hand appeared on his head, and he just wanted to fight back, but he found that this big hand was grabbed on his head, and then he was lifted.

"Go and talk to the great official of Simon, and let him wait for death. Liu raised the hideous disciple with his left hand in the air, and clenched his fist with the ten fingers of his right hand, directly beating it into a blood mist in mid-air.

A rain of blood fell in the air, dripping on this group of Sword Mountain disciples.

The surrounding Sword Mountain disciples seemed to have seen some terrifying scene, their throats moved, and some even began to retch.

Liu Yishou didn't care about this, then turned his eyes around, and suddenly saw a familiar figure.

The man in the yellow robe also saw Liu Yiyi, his eyes had the meaning of dodging, he didn't expect this guy to chase here like a madman.

He didn't understand how he could catch up with the eight-winged Shenzhou at such a fast speed.

Just before he could think about it, he suddenly found that the guy had disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already standing in front of him, and in his eyes, a black hand grabbed directly at his head, and he lifted his feet off the ground.

"Let go of me. The yellow-robed man roared and struggled.

Liu raised it high with his left hand, clenched his fist with his right hand, and roared: "Remember, if you don't have such good painting skills, don't paint people casually in the future, Lao Tzu is not a black ball, see my appearance clearly, remember to draw better in the next life." ”

Bang!

Throwing his left hand, turning his right hand into a fist, a fierce blow, as for the name of the man in the yellow robe, he was too lazy to ask, for him, he is a cannon fodder, why do you remember so many names!

The villagers stared blankly at the scene in front of them, as if they had seen a ghost, and one of the villagers turned his head slightly and asked the village chief: "Village chief, is this really a disciple of Xuankong Mountain?"

Half of what he didn't say was why this man was so brutal.

But the little girl's eyes lit up, and she hit her fists hard, as if she had found the direction of her own personal future.

The village chief looked at the figure intently, as if he wanted to keep the person in front of him firmly in his heart, and he didn't hear any of the villagers' words at all.

"It's too powerful, it's too fierce, and as a man, you should treat those Jianshan disciples who are not as good as pigs and dogs. ”

If it weren't for the fact that he was no longer young, he would also want to go up and teach these Sword Mountain disciples a good lesson.

Jun Bufan originally wanted to come out to stop this brutal guy, but when he inadvertently saw the back of that guy, he suddenly remembered the [Five Emperor Temple] inheritance conference that he was fortunate to participate in in Zhongzhou Academy, as if he had seen that figure.

He resolutely retreated and continued to watch from the wall.

Eight-winged Shenzhou.

Simon Leopard stood there, waiting quietly, but suddenly, a loud noise came, and blood flowed on the originally clean and smooth deck, and then his gaze shrank suddenly.

What's going on, isn't that Wu Gui the one whose flesh and blood are blurred?

Bang!

Another voice sounded, and another disciple's corpse was thrown up from below and rolled down the deck.

"What's going on?" Simon Leopard's face changed suddenly, and just as he was about to move his steps to see what was going on, one corpse after another was thrown up below and rolled down to the deck.

These are all the disciples of Sword Mountain that he single-handedly selected, and their strength is not weak, how could such a thing happen to go down and raid a small village.

Liu Yishou cleaned up all the corpses on the ground, grinned at Jun Bufan who was standing in the distance, and then looked at the eight-winged Shenzhou in the air.

"Do you want to go up and see your friend together?" Liu Yishou looked at Jun Bufan again.

"No, I'm just standing still here. Jun Bufan motioned to Liu Yiyi, and he would not interfere.

Bang!

With his feet on the deck and his eyes looking around, this Shenzhou is really good, big enough.

"Hey, what are you looking for?" Liu Yishou asked with a smile when he saw Simon Leopard standing on the bow of the ship.

When Ximen Leopard heard this voice, his heart trembled violently, and when he saw the face of the visitor, he was immediately shocked.

"It's you, why are you here?"