Boom!

Boom!

With two muffled sounds, the heads of Yang Zhan and the two exploded, like smashed watermelons.

"Lackey, I've never lacked!" Chu Wuya stood in the blood, his eyes cold, like an ancient demon king.

In terms of cultivation alone, the Great Martial Master is a good dog.

But this kind of person has a backbone in the back of his head, don't do it!

Although he was able to use the means of knowing the sea seed magic lotus to control them. Daring to rebel was enough to make them scatter, but he had no time to monitor them.

Whoa!

The sound of breaking the sky sounded.

Feng Qingyun and Mr. Fu came together.

Seeing the tragic deaths of several people, their faces changed.

"You're too vicious!" said Feng Qingyun indifferently.

"You have an opinion!"

Chu Wuya opened his mouth coldly.

Because of the cultivation of the Nine Songs of the Muhuang Wilderness, his personality has also changed imperceptibly, and on weekdays, most of them are very indifferent, as if it doesn't matter what happens.

But, that's because he didn't kill anyone!

If he kills people, he will incarnate the primeval gods and demons, like a powerful prison.

"You're here for it!"

Chu Wuya flipped his hand and took out the Xingyan Meteorite and looked at Mr. Fu.

Mr. Fu was stunned, he didn't actually see how Chu Wuya took out the Star Flame Meteorite.

However, he was only slightly stunned, so he shook his head, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth, "I had this idea ten minutes ago, but now, I'm just here to make soy sauce!"

With that, he took a step back, signaled his attitude, and flipped the cigar in his hand up and down, and it was lit.

"Where are you coming from?" Chu Wuya looked at Feng Qingyun, in his impression, he had never crossed paths with such a grandmaster.

"Entrusted by someone, I came to take your life!" Feng Qingyun said lightly, "It's a pity to say that he can have such combat power at a young age, which is enough to be called the first person under the Martial Sect, but it's a pity that geniuses always die." is still too young, and he does things too much with enthusiasm and does not think about the consequences. ”

"Who entrusted you?" Chu Wuya said.

"Hehe, you still want to take revenge? Now that the words have been explained, do you think you will be able to leave alive today? In this case, is it necessary to ask?" Feng Qingyun asked rhetorically.

"Then let's hit you until you speak!"

The words were still in place, but Chu Wuya's body had already rushed out.

A series of afterimages, converging on Jackie Chan!

On top of the iron fist, the demonic flames swirled, and they slammed into the wind and clouds.

Feng Qingyun raised his hand, his martial arts were just like his name, the wind was light and light, without a trace of fireworks, and it slapped on Chu Wuya's fist just right.

Rumble!

A violent roar sounded, and between the two of them, the energy splashed like waves, and the ground under their feet cracked as if it had experienced an earthquake.

The two involuntarily retreated more than ten meters away, but at the same time, they refracted back at a more rapid speed, and finally collided with each other.

"Falling flowers and flowing palms!"

The wind and clouds shouted.

The falling flowers are intentional, and the flowing water is ruthless!

The palm shadow becomes a flower, and the blood is like water.

One after another, palm shadows scattered down like falling flowers, and under the traction of qi, they wrapped around Chu Wuya, and almost at the same time, they attacked Chu Wuya's body.

One gasification and three clearing!

An incredible scene has appeared!

It was as if two figures walked out of Chu Wuya's body.

One side of the treasure is solemn and sacred.

On the one hand, the face is hideous and full of evil spirits.

This is a set of fighting holy methods, which can incarnate gods and demons, and also gods and demons.

Different moves evolved from the hands of the three figures.

Bang bang bang!

With a series of muffled sounds, a white figure flew out.

There are many shoe prints left on the white clothes of the breezy clouds, and the crotch of the pants is especially the most shoeprinted.

And there are also many wrinkles on the white Tang suit, and some places are tattered.

Not only that, Feng Qingyun's face also had obvious finger marks, and it seemed that he had been slapped more than once, and even the corners of his mouth were oozing blood.

All in all, as embarrassed as you want.

"Good! You've me off!"

Feng Qingyun said that it was impossible not to be angry, not only because the junior who was far weaker than him was beaten, but also because he was slapped in the face, and he was beaten very badly.

Swish!

A soft sword was drawn from his waist and let out a long trill.

The wind and clouds lifted their swords and left.

The sycamore leaves drop rain, and the moon sprinkles with cold light!

A touch of silver light, shining under the moon, as if the sound of the earth gave birth to a round of crescent moon, competing with the bright moon in the starry sky.

But in the next moment, the crescent moon collapsed and turned into a little cold light.

Every cold light is an attack!

The target of the attack was Chu Wuya's acupuncture points around his body.

Feng Qingyun is desperate!

He felt that this was the best sword in his life, and he would definitely be able to kill Chu Wuya under the sword.

And Chu Wuya's performance was calm and outrageous, just calmly took out an object from his arms, and then aimed at Feng Qingyun......

Feng Qingyun naturally saw Chu Wuya's movements, but there was a thick disdain in his eyes, and he only reacted now, didn't he feel that it was too late?

By the time you take out your weapon and make another move, my sword has already left dozens of bloody holes in you!

But the disdain on his face solidified faster, and was quickly replaced by incredulity.

Bang bang bang......

Four gunshots rang out in a row.

Chu Wuya calmly retreated and blew the muzzle of the gun, "Really, no matter how high your martial arts are, you are afraid of kitchen knives, and if you hold the kitchen knife again, you will be knocked down with one shot!"

Feng Qingyun still rushed forward, but his moves were scattered, and he staggered in an instant.

Lowering his head, he looked at the two blood holes in his chest, like a pool of red ink poured into the snow, and began to spread around.

The blood was gurgling, and Feng Qingyun's mouth couldn't help coughing up blood, but he still looked at the gunshot wound on his chest in disbelief.

How could he have a gun?

How can you use a gun?

How can you use a gun!

But in fact, Chu Wuya just shot out!

It's a never-ending situation, do you still expect me to be stupid and fight with you?

Sick!

The gun was taken from the murdered friar, and it was quite small, with only four rounds left.

Maybe it was because of the first time he used this thing, but two shots missed, which made Chu Wuya very dissatisfied with his performance, and subconsciously pursed his lips.

Playing with the enemy?

Aren't you tired!

If there are problems that can be solved by shortcuts, why bother, tired dogs are not as good?

So sometimes when he sees two cultivators, you punch me and I palm, you slash me and I fight desperately, Chu Wuya will find it difficult to understand.

I really don't understand what they are drawing!

If you have the strength to crush, you can use your fists to kill the enemy, and you won't find it too troublesome.

But since the difference in strength between the two is not big, why are you still entangled, eager to beat him for hours, is it really not tired?

You can use a gun, such a convenient weapon, how comfortable it is to use.

You can poison without a gun, huh?

Even if you hit him with a car!

There are thousands of ways to kill people, why can't you always get along with the most strenuous way?

"Actually, from the beginning, I didn't plan to fight with you, mainly because I was afraid of trouble!"

Feng Qingyun moved his lips, but more blood coughed up from his mouth, and he could only turn words into expressions, looking at Chu Wuya with a sad and angry face.

But Chu Wuya didn't seem to see his murderous gaze, and just said lightly: "Now let's start answering the questions you asked at the beginning." ”

"First, it is my principle that you will repay you, so those who instruct you are doomed!"

"Second, I never thought I was going to die, and besides, you're not just a piece of waste and an idiot!"

"Third, I really don't need to ask you, because ......"

Chu Wuya's eyes instantly became as black as ink, like a ghost in the night......