Woo woo, like a ghost crying, more than ten big men rose green, and more than a dozen Xuanming Divine Palms roared at the gate of the temple together. Hulala, the palm wind is like a gloomy blow from the realm of the dead, and the cold makes people shiver. This is not only the coldness in the body, but also the coldness in the soul, and the coldness makes people only touch a little, as if they are about to be dragged into the eternal silence and eternal punishment under the nine springs.

In the face of this kind of stunt with a high explosion in a short period of time, the wolf-headed man believes that there are few people in the world who can block hard. He secretly grabbed a fireworks rocket in his left hand, as long as the person in front of him gave way to the door, as long as he let him go outside and release a signal, his master would come quickly.

There are two copper sacrifices and one silver sacrifice, what kind of people can't be killed?

As long as he survives for a while, he will have no return today!

More than a dozen Xuanming Divine Palms formed a torrent of front and back, and Chu Yunluo seemed to see more than a dozen ghost heads in a trance, and rushed towards the man with his teeth and claws. Panic, fear, shock, these feelings didn't even have time to come to mind, and a scene that made her sluggish appeared. The man grabbed a stick out of nowhere, as if out of nowhere. He strode forward, waved his right hand, purple light flashed, only to hear a loud bang, and the fierce ghost who rushed to the front was immediately pumped upside down and flew out.

In mid-air, a large expanse of blood with a dark green breath was sprinkled.

Boom, the white-haired man only moved between square inches, but as if he had added a ghosting effect, he split up in the blink of an eye. That's because he's so fast, and images of six or seven movements remain in her retina at the same time. She couldn't understand the doorway at all, she only knew that the white-haired man's relaxed and freehand change posture and waved the purple phantom in his hand with ease, and the movements were actually very beautiful. It's like swinging a sword through the sea. Crackling thump. All the fierce spirits were scattered, wailing, and retreating.

This god-like, white-haired man. Apparently much stronger than these demons.

"What!" The so-called layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway, after all, the wolf-headed man is much better than Chu Yunluo. He was shocked, ridiculous, and even a little disbelieving. On the one hand, the Xuan Yin Qi that shocked him seemed to have no effect on the other party. His skin seemed to glow with a glowing treasure, and the dark green aura was completely helpless to him.

On the other hand, it was also shocked by the weapon used by the man.

I saw the artifact: both rigid and soft, soft and hard, about one meter long and as thick as an arm. The tail end is a handy handle. Like a sword, like a sword, the tip is a bulging head, like a turtle. The body is dark purple like congestion, and the muscles and veins are like coiling dragons. Do you think this description is familiar? That's right, it's the steel testicle god outfit - cool, crooked, crooked!

Since he is the world's first flower thief, how can he not have a three-foot purple and red stick?

For the united front, this cool crooked can be used as a jade seal and a sword of Shang Fang!

It's a cool crooked, and it's used by a white-haired man. Under the infusion of red gold internal strength, if you want to be soft, you can be soft and hard if you want to be hard. The knife technique, the sword technique, the stick technique, and the whip technique were all displayed by him. In just an instant, all the Shadow Fang guards in front of the wolf-headed man were all knocked out. Twisted and painful faces swept in front of him. Before the wolf-headed man could flash a second thought, he saw that the cool crooked head split like a groundbreak.

Hula-la. The wind is overwhelming, and I can't open my eyes. The wolf-headed man was still stronger than his subordinates, so he quickly changed his tricks and changed his attitude. The glow of the whole body is shining, and it is three percent higher than before. The wolf-headed man roared loudly, using a crazy style of play that was as life-threatening. Willing to cut his body, he can pull the emperor off the horse and fight for his life, he doesn't believe that the other party doesn't dodge and don't defend!

But he was wrong.

No matter how hard he changed or how hard he was, the seemingly slow and fast blow still hit his head as it was. Hardened and soft, Purple Shadow bypassed all blocks. Boom, cranial concussion, Venus in the eyes, crackling sound spread all the way down the spine, as if a string of firecrackers were exploding.

The wolf-headed man was hit with a long vertigo by this knock on the wooden fish.

During this period of vertigo, the white-haired man waved his left hand freehand, and threw it on the wolf-headed man's face like playing a lute. Crackling, the black iron mask split in half and flew out, revealing a hideous, fierce, scarred ugly face. With a twist of his wrist, there was a click, and the wolf-headed man's chin was instantly removed.

The wolf-headed man barely struggled out of his vertigo and was about to resist, when he saw the white-haired man smile maliciously, as if he was going to do something evil.

This laugh made the wolf-headed man suddenly feel extremely terrifying and extremely bad.

In the next moment, the purple shadow flew up, the internal strength was through, and the cool crooked turned from soft to rigid, and it swished straight up, like the gun of King Kong.

Boom, cool pierced the air crookedly, and stabbed straight into the wolf-headed man's face.

No, to be precise, it was inserted into the wolf-headed man's mouth......

"Hmm--!!" The exaggerated diameter of the shuang crooked smashed the front teeth, crushed the molars, cracked the jawbone, and stabbed deep into the throat with the fragments of the broken teeth. The throat and esophagus were stiffly stretched and expanded, as if they were about to be torn, and the neck was visibly thicker several times. The sharp fragments of the teeth cut bloody gaps inside the body cavity, and blood immediately spilled down the corners of the mouth.

The wolf-headed man's eyes were about to pop out, and the painful experience and extreme humiliation made him want to howl, but he couldn't even breathe, and could only let out a short snort from his nose. He frantically grabbed the crooked stick with both hands, but the white-haired man's hands were like rocks, and he couldn't pull out the big stick at all. The white-haired man turned his wrist with a cold face and twisted it to the left: "It doesn't seem to be enough, how about this?"

Squeaked, stirred his broken teeth, turned around in the depths of his throat, and the wolf-headed man's eyes rolled white.

The wolf-headed man tried his best to retreat, but when he raised the thought, the white-haired man twisted the handle to the right again: "Or, is this cool?"

Poof, blood gushing, squeezed in his throat and piled up, the wolf-headed man convulsed.

"Oh, I've already taken the initiative to move, what a passionate little hoof, it seems that I have to work harder. The white-haired man's right hand trembled, and there was a buzzing sound, and the whole root shook at a high frequency. Click, click, click. The wolf-headed man skeptred all over his body. He couldn't hold it anymore. Poof, he fell to his knees.

"Hahaha, the description in the book is not wrong at all, it is as soft as boneless. In that case, I should also say in line with the scene - 'go' for me!" The white-haired man's wrist shook, his strength burst out, and his eyes stabbed forward coldly. Under the stunned gaze of the witch girl, the little maid, Chu Yunluo, and all the people who were still awake, the wolf-headed man was stabbed by this blow.

Squeak, cool crooked deep piercing.

Poof. Cool crooked pulled out fiercely.

Poof, the wolf-headed man flew far away, smashed into the idol in the deepest part of the temple, and then fell to the ground weakly. There was a bang, red blood and white foam splattered out from the throat hole that seemed to be closed, and flowed everywhere, staining a large area. The entire temple fell silent, and there was no sound except for the woman's gasps.

(Even if it's a harmonious version, you can't do without meat~~ But sometimes, some descriptions that look like meat.) It's not necessarily what you imagined it to be - yes, I wrote it like this on purpose~~ Lalala. Bite me~~)

The white-haired man walked briskly into the temple and walked towards Chu Yunluo unhurriedly. For the rest of Chu Yun's life after the catastrophe, the emotions in his heart were agitated, coupled with the psychedelic vision and the lack of clarity of his mind, he thanked excitedly as soon as he opened his mouth: "This hero!

But the little maid suddenly became nervous, because she didn't think that this white-haired man was a hero who came to save people. The evil taste in those eyes was no less than that of the group of people just now. She shrank back, then rushed to her head, and stood up and shouted, "What are you going to do, don't lean over—ah!"

The purple shadow flashed, and the little girl was torn away by a ribbon. Purple psychedelic smoke spreads through the temple, and a bewished woman arrives with a ball (you should understand this description, right?). With a wave of her long sleeves, the bewitching woman immediately threw the little maid into the group of witch girls, and giggled: "I can't let you disturb my grandfather's interest." At the same time, she gestured to the man, indicating that it was normal and no one was approaching.

Chu Yunluo's frightened brain was blank, and he subconsciously shook his head in disbelief: "Hero, you ......"

"Hah, hero? are you—mistaken me. The man's unhurried words darkened her eyes, and the man's wicked gaze made her hairs stand on end.

Could it be that I just got out of the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den? Could it be that the heavens are really going to kill me!

Chu Yunluo crawled back in a panic, but saw the man snap his fingers, and the demon girl in the distance immediately giggled and threw out a string of purple shadows. In the swishing sound, Chu Yunluo only felt that his hands and feet were tight, and he was actually entangled in the ribbon. With a creak, her limbs were pulled in four directions, and she was suspended in mid-air in a large shape.

"Ahh

"The daughter of the Chu family, the son of a daughter, occupies a large number of heaven and earth, will she also be afraid of a clown like me who cries and steals dogs?" The man didn't move, but he said mockingly: "Where is your eldest lady's temper? Where is your impassioned momentum to look at the world?"

One sentence made Chu Yun speechless in shock, and she was stunned for a long time before she said in disbelief: "You, you have always been, you have always been there?"

"Yes, I've always been. It was precisely because I had been there all the time that I felt that Miss Chu's remarks were interesting and listened to two more sentences, that I was preempted by these substandard garbage. The man finally put away his unfathomable smile, and his expression became unhappy: "Saying that others are prostitutes and saying that others are cheap? Chu Yunluo, are you funny? A caged bird, a vase-like ornament, what qualifications do you have to look down on this and look down on that? Neither chest nor brain, the whole is a crippled IQ!"

"You-!" If it was simply a matter of being violent, now that she was scolded like this, Chu Yunluo's young lady's temper finally came up. Her brain was hot, and she forgot about the possible bad consequences, gritted her teeth and said angrily: "I'm not wrong! You gangsters like you are cheap! You are a prostitute if you make a living by selling jokes and performing arts! No matter how you torture me, you can't change the righteousness of this heaven and earth!" (To be continued......)

PS: Today, I suddenly realized that there is a brand called "Oupai" in China! I know a little Japanese, and my brain hole is immediately closed. Imagine the following scene, on TV, someone said to the camera seriously: I am the designer of the European school, every arc is kept improving, I am the production worker of the European school, and every European style is my work of art - and the most ruthless - I am the quality inspector of the European school, and the quality of the European school is guarded by me!......