Zhang Fanyang saw that the knife was already under his leg, and it was too late to take it back, so he only wailed in his heart: "It's over, I'm going to be a cripple for the rest of my life!" ”

"Evil beasts! Stubborn! ”

The voice of "Wang Muyu" sounded again, and Zhang Fanyang felt that his legs were numb, and his whole body had been rotated to the left ninety degrees.

Originally, in the position of his leg, "Wang Muyu's" hand was holding on the bone knife, and the murderous aura of Sen Sen had sprouted in his blood-red eyes. Zhang Fanyang squinted at the murderous confrontation between the two people next to him, and didn't dare to make any big moves at all, not even daring to put down his legs, so he could only lift them in the air, for fear of alarming them and making him unlucky.

Gray Yao Nu couldn't help but tremble when she saw the eyes of "Wang Muyu", but after looking at the bone knife in her other hand, she gritted her teeth and stabbed in the direction of Zhang Fanyang again.

This time, "Wang Muyu" didn't give her a chance to get close at all, the bone knife that she was holding in one hand was already in pieces, and the other hand slapped the position of the gray Yao girl's chest, knocking her out at once.

Then he swayed over the gray girl and glided through the air with her. In the process of sliding, the bone knife growing on the gray Yao girl was pulled out from the ribs and crushed by "Wang Muyu".

Zhang Fanyang squinted at the murderous confrontation between the two people next to him, and didn't dare to make any big moves at all, not even daring to put down his legs, so he could only lift them in the air, for fear of alarming them and making him unlucky.

Gray Yao Nu couldn't help but tremble when she saw the eyes of "Wang Muyu", but after looking at the bone knife in her other hand, she gritted her teeth and stabbed in the direction of Zhang Fanyang again.

This time, "Wang Muyu" didn't give her a chance to get close at all, the bone knife that she was holding in one hand was already in pieces, and the other hand slapped the position of the gray Yao girl's chest, knocking her out at once.

Then he swayed over the gray girl and glided through the air with her. However, at a distance of just four or five meters, the bone knife growing on the gray Yao girl's body was pulled out of the ribs and crushed by "Wang Muyu", and the speed was so fast that he didn't even react to the pain nerves.

Pulling out all the bone knives, "Wang Muyu" used both hands to tear off the fleshy wings behind the gray Yao girl, and then kicked her hard under his feet, kicking her into the table and chair pile in the corner again.

He fell to the ground, dusting his sleeves with his back to the table and chair, frowning at the little black blood on his cuffs.

Zhang Fanyang's heart is 10,000 "lying grooves" again, don't want to envy in his heart, and say that he is obviously a hanging life, why don't you see such a bullish time?

If only he could......

"! Little ......"

Before the YY text in Zhang Fanyang's mind began, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the pile of tables and chairs, rushing towards "Wang Muyu". Before he even finished the word "heart", the gray Yao girl had already bitten the side of "Wang Muyu's" neck, and with a snort, blood splashed everywhere, and the air suddenly filled the air with a smell of blood.

"Look for death."

"Wang Muyu" changed his eyes, turned to the side slightly, and a hand had pierced into the left chest of the gray Yao girl, and with a little force, a heart with bursts of black gas was pulled out of the chest quilt.

Gray Yao Nu screamed in pain and let go of her biting mouth, and the next second she was slapped by "Wang Muyu" and flew out, hit the wall and slipped to the ground, and couldn't get up again.

"Wang Muyu" obviously injured the carotid artery, and a large amount of blood gushed out, instantly staining half of his body.

Zhang Fanyang secretly said that it was not good, and quickly ran to the side of "Wang Muyu", took out the secret healing ointment made by the monk Shikong, pasted the entire bottle of ointment on his neck, and pressed it hard, barely stopping the trend of blood splashing.

His action was completely subconscious, and after the bleeding on "Wang Muyu's" neck stopped, he thought of the preciousness of this medicine, and his distressed tears were about to fall.

Looking at "Wang Muyu's" expression of disgust with his nosyness, he pouted and said, "I know that your old man's magic is profound, but you should think about it, your 'benefactor'." A normal person who squirts so much blood has already burped, once you leave his body, will he still be alive? I really don't know if you're repaying the favor or collecting debts......"

Seeing that "Wang Muyu's" eyes showed murderous aura again, Zhang Fanyang swallowed back the last word "of" alive. Seeing that there was no more blood on his neck, he quickly withdrew his hand and took a few steps back, far away from the evil star that was still holding someone's heart.

scared Zhang Fanyang away, "Wang Muyu" shook his neck and moved his shoulders. It was originally a simple action, but Zhang Fanyang immediately waved his hands and shouted: "Alas, I said Daxian, you slow down!" I only have such a bottle of elixir, this is finally pasted on your blood hole, and I can't plug it if it leaks before it grows! ”

"Wang Muyu" heard this, and glanced at Zhang Fanyang with blood-red eyes, and saw that the latter covered his mouth in a trembling manner.

But in the next second, "Wang Muyu" turned around and walked towards Zhang Fanyang, and then threw the heart in his hand, which was still dripping with black blood, in his direction and said, "You come." ”

"! What am I coming from? ”

That heart was in Zhang Fanyang's palm several times in a row before it was barely steady, but after it was stabilized, he was completely dumbfounded.

He can endure ghosts or something, no matter how disgusting they are, but this is a real heart! Although he is no longer considered human, he still can't help but want to throw it out.

"If you dare to lose it, this immortal can tear you apart in the same way."

Seeing that "Wang Muyu" glanced at the two bat wings thrown on the ground, Zhang Fanyang swallowed his saliva, bent his body at 90 degrees, raised his heart above his head and said respectfully: "Please advise Daxian." ”

Seeing this, "Wang Muyu" snorted and said, "From the moment the immortal saw you, I found that your Taoism was definitely not under the immortal. If you fight hard, this immortal may not even be able to fight you.

But looking at the few moments you have had with Gray Yao Nu, I really wonder if Ben Xian was wrong before. ”

Zhang Fanyang stood up straight and smiled bitterly and said, "When I first got this ability, I thought I should be quite awesome.

But after a few incidents, I feel like a novice trumpet who has gotten top-level equipment but can't wear it, except for a little increase in attributes, nothing else is useful. It's still a battle scumbag. ”

"Wang Muyu" heard that the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said with appreciation: "Well, you are still a little self-aware. ”

Zhang Fanyang rolled his eyes, raised the heart in his hand in front of "Wang Muyu", and said angrily: "Yes, yes, I know that I pretended to make you unhappy in front of your old man before, but do you always let me stand with this thing in my hand?" When she's dead, your old ability to come back to life won't be needed, right? ”