Chapter 49: The Death of the Elf

"Wronged, ......" Pavilion Tao Feng shouted with snot, his voice full of tragedy and grievances. In the face of the three people who are on top, he will give eloquence, of course, it is not nonsense, nine truths and one falsehood will briefly describe the matter, and even secretly change the concept, and leave all the main responsibilities behind, and the four of them will be forced to enter the Xiangliu family.

"Fart, you are blind and can't see what's going on?" the short old man jumped to his feet and cursed, "You killed the Xiangliu family, not the Xiangliu clan killed you." What's wrong with catching a woman? If you catch it, you can let the Xiangliu clan make a move, that's her blessing. ”

"Hmph......" originally delegated the negotiation to Guan Taofeng, but at this time, hearing this dirty words, Wen Chuanting couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, his feet kicked on the bluestone floor, his body soared, and the boning knife in his hand bloomed with a dazzling light, as if the irrepressible anger was blooming.

"Fuck your shit, why don't you let your woman be caught by him!" Zhu Rong jumped to his feet and cursed.

"Old immortal, you are looking for death!" the sharp voice of the sentence pierced through the clouds high in the sky.

"Old dwarf looking for death!" Candle's eyes exploded, and there was a raging fire burning in his glaring eyes, which was the fire of anger.

"Oh my God, dwarf, you are looking for death, I can't clean you up, there is my grandfather!" Guan Tao Feng roared in his heart, the grandfather in his heart was the elder of the Guan Tao clan, and also the patriarch of the previous generation, the pinnacle of merit and creation, and the peak of the unity realm, and the three people in front of him are the same generation, but now they are older, and they are handed over to their children and grandchildren, and they are hidden behind the scenes at the helm, and they also exist as a deterrent.

"Bitter is also ......" Seeing that the dwarf did not choose to speak, and the demeanor of the five people below, the old man cursed in his heart that the damn dwarf couldn't speak, and his heart was very depressed, especially when he saw that this young man who attacked the dwarf, his cultivation was not much different from himself and others, and his heart was even more uncomfortable, "Why bother, what are you doing here, isn't this making trouble for yourself!"

But he forgot his own duties, worshiped by the royal family in the capital, didn't make a move if there was a problem, didn't come to solve it, and waited for King Dawu (the emperor of the Dawu Dynasty) to come down and ask to solve it?

"Quack...... Shorty, enjoy the wrath of this boy!" the beggar scoffed unscrupulously, and even moved his body to make room for the rushing questioners.

"The kid is looking for death!" Don't look small at the short old man, his body is extremely flexible, he shoots explosively, his body twists beyond the laws of nature, and he deftly dodges the angry knife of Wen Chuanting, and even has time to return a palm.

Between the electric light and flint, Wen Chuanting kicked the void in a chain, kicked the void, with the help of air buoyancy, it was his own stasis, waving the knife in his hand, wrapped in suffocating brilliance and power, sweeping the short man who jumped flexibly between square inches, flexible as a jump, dazzling everyone's eyes, but he couldn't jump out of Wen Chuanting's angry eyes. At this time, he even had time to think: "In a world where people eat people, there is no power, no power, no strength, that is the end of being eaten." ”

"Natural selection, survival of the fittest! Now, even the little sister can't be protected. Wen Chuanting gritted his teeth, his heart was burning with flames, his chest was filled, and the dancing boning knife was an outlet for his anger, and the object was a dwarf who was like a jumper.

"It's still not enough strength, if you stand at the pinnacle of the world, who dares to be so blatant, who dares to touch the people around you?!" A blow created a grand trace, and the continuous house was swept away by the diffusion of the two, and collapsed in the dust, knocking back the dwarf, and asked Chuanting that there was no trace of self-satisfaction in his heart, but his brows were furrowed and wrinkled, "I want to be strong, I want to climb to the top of this world, this great wilderness is the first, it is the goal, it is the road, so that no one in the world dares to treat me, Reaching out to the people around me, cultivation is a means to protect the way, a means to support me to the top and to the goal. ”

"And now, it's a battle, I can't let my thoughts, let the set goal disrupt my attack, in front of me, is the first stumbling block to go out today, to get out of the foot, I need to clear the roadblock!"

"Die!" Wen Chuanting and the dwarf stiffly faced each other, the power of the law quietly condensed in the palm of the left palm with the touch of the palms, quietly spitting, the sharpness of the gold, crazy through the other party's palm, along the meridians, blood vessels, all the way to the explosion, the complete arm was bloody and stabbed, the dust was boiling, Wen Chuanting quietly hidden, suddenly appeared behind the dwarf, both palms gently poked out, like a space ghost, penetrated the space, poked out on the other side of the space, close to the back of the dwarf who was screaming because the arm was bursting and only the white bones remained.

"Quack...... Uh......" The beggar's shrill laughter did not fall, like a rooster choking his neck, and there was no sound to be heard.

"Subordinate ......" The old man Qingmao was stunned by the result in front of him, and watched as Wen Chuanting put his palms on the back of the dwarf's heart, and was about to shout, but Wen Chuanting's palms flashed red and blue, followed by the dwarf flying out, and the screams came to an abrupt end.

Blood sprayed in the air, like a little cold plum blooming in the air, and the dwarf's body threw a curve and slammed to the ground.

“...... Be merciful" The voice of the old man was accompanied by the sound of the dwarf corpse landing in the air, and the ending in front of him made people speechless, and the outstretched arm was so embarrassing. The old man sighed, withdrew his arm, and looked at Wen Chuanting, who fell heavily to the ground, with a faint fluctuation of the law on his body, which was impossible to ignore.

"You're going to stop me!" asked Chuanting to slowly straighten up from the half-squat, his eyes cold and looking directly at the other party.

"Uh......" The old man was choked, and his brows couldn't help frowning, "Young and vigorous, but it's a pity that the murderous intent is too heavy!"

"You shouldn't have killed him!" the old man shook his head, leaving his boring thoughts behind.

The battle started and ended quickly, without giving everyone much time to react. I have to admit that Wen Chuan is very young and has strength, and at this time he can compete with the older generation, or even better, if it is ten or eight years, transcendence is inevitable, and now the fluctuations of the law that have not dissipated are still surrounding, which is even more shocking to the hearts of the two people who rushed to help.

"Where did the little monster come from, Lao Tzu has been cultivating for decades, and he has just touched the law, this kid, what he just used is three kinds, the palm that shattered the dwarf's arm should be the gold law, the two palms in the back of the heart, the red one is the fire system, the blue one is ice, or water. Water!it should be water!" The beggar laughed in oblivion, his mouth wide open as if he had been dislocated, and his heart was silently shocked.

Who would have thought that just by the fluctuation of the battle of the Xiangliu family, shocking things will come one after another, this little boy, young, powerful, talented, and even more powerful, the law of the three systems that he cultivated at a young age.

"Which old monster's son is it?!" The two of them were shocked, but their thoughts were surprisingly consistent.

Seeing that the two of them were stunned, standing there, Wen Chuanting glanced at them lightly, and his footsteps swept past the two of them, and he was anxious.

"After delaying for a long time, I don't know if the thick soil is safe!" the figure became more and more rapid, and the surrounding houses flew back.