Chapter Forty-Eight: One Hit Kills
Wu Ye was instantly pounced on by seven or eight strong men, and smashed his head and head like a storm of fists, feet, sticks, and clubs!
The corners of his mouth provoked a sinister smile.
Everything was in his calculations.
A hundred years of hell torment has taught him many things, but the most important point is that people can't be without blood, but if they are carried away by blood and think that as long as the blood is boiling, they can be invincible, that is, the old birthday star hanged himself, thinking that his life was too long.
In the past, Xiao Ping and Han Chuang were the acquired fourfold martial artists, since they had grabbed the Yuehua Pearl, there was no reason not to eat it, and a few days of hard work was enough for them to initially digest the medicinal power of the Yuehua Pearl, and advance to the fivefold realm of the day after tomorrow.
The two sides are two realms apart, Xiao Ping and Han Chuang are veteran singles who have been fighting for many years, I don't know how many fights they have experienced, their vigilance is extremely strong, and there are dozens of dog-legged people in and out, and it is difficult to find a chance to get off.
Although Wu Ye also wanted to rush up and knock over all the dog's legs with three punches and two feet, and then kick Han Chuang's nose directly into the back of the head with a bold flying leg - such a handsome revenge scene, if you think about it, you know that it is the patent of the true Son of Heaven, if he also wants to concoct the same method, it is estimated that there is a good chance that Han Chuang will be beaten so that his parents don't know him.
Therefore, if you want to kill Han Chuang and Xiao Ping, there is only one way.
He had to create a situation where the vigilance between the two of them would be kept to a minimum, and the distance between them would be shortened to the point where they could have a chance—
One hit kills!
Wu Ye deliberately came to the restaurant to look for trouble, and even prepared feces and urine to serve, just to arouse Han Chuang's anger, let Han Chuang's dog legs beat him, and subtly unload Han Chuang's defense and shorten the distance between them.
Wu Ye is very sure that with Han Chuang's surname, he will definitely not be able to hold back his own hands after eating a face of and urine.
And when Han Chuang threw his first punch, it was his time of death!
Wu Ye was unarmed, and he didn't have the Huya War Knife with him, but he carried a Huangquan flying fork in his arms, which he used to grind the stubborn stones in the mountains to shine brightly and be extremely sharp.
He was like a tiger lurking in the depths of the grass, carefully lurking his minions, locking all the murderous energy in his bones, letting his fists and feet crash on him, only occasionally looking at Han Chuang with his afterglow to confirm the distance between them.
Once Han Chuang entered within half a step, Wu Ye was absolutely sure that he would cut out two holes in his heart, and with the special concussion technique of the Huangquan Flying Fork, half of his heart could be shattered.
Han Chuang's kung fu has not yet been practiced to the viscera, and his heart has no special protection, if this fork is solid, Da Luo Jinxian will not be able to save it.
killed Han Chuang in seconds, Wu Ye planned to leave the restaurant as soon as possible, disguised as a young man of the Han family to report to Xiao Ping, and waited for an opportunity to attack when Xiao Ping was shocked.
Naturally, in this way, Zhongyang Town will not be able to stay any longer, and because of the use of iron weapons, it will be hunted down by the government.
But what is he afraid of?
As long as he cultivates the Nine Refining Demon Body and learns some of the Yin Fu Sect's ruthless methods, the world can be reached, how can the little Zhongyang Town be in his eyes? Maybe when he is strong, Wu Weiguo will take the initiative to revoke the wanted warrant and treat him respectfully as a guest.
The strong is king, this is the truth of troubled times!
Seeing that Han Chuang finally rinsed off his face with three jars of old wine, and roared with a fist the size of a casserole, Wu Ye squinted his eyes deeply, curled up, and unconsciously clasped the Huangquan Flying Fork upside down in his hand, gently licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and let the faint fishy smell ripple and spread between his lips and teeth.
"There are three and a half steps to go. He calculated silently.
"Get out of the way, I'm going to completely abolish him today!" Han Chuang howled.
"There are two more steps. Wu Ye adjusted his breathing.
"Nan Batian, if you don't crush your entire backbone today, Lao Tzu is what you raised!" Han Chuang was furious, and directly threw the two minions who were surrounding Wu Ye to the side one by one, and his chest was open for a while, without the slightest defense.
"One last step!" Wu Ye's pupils shrank into two sharp needles.
Just when every bundle of his muscles was tense to the limit, and he was about to burst out to kill, a thunderous shout suddenly came from the staircase:
"Stop it!"
Immediately afterwards, a red-haired strong man who was taller than Han Chuang strode forward, shook his hands casually, like a fly, and easily lifted off seven or eight strong men, "Ping Pong" smashed four or five tables, and suddenly a series of screams rang out.
Han Chuang didn't know that his little life was hanging on the ghost gate, and he turned around and scolded: "Which king...... Lord Prefectural!"
Deng Yuanjia, the lieutenant of Heishui County, is in charge of the soldiers and horses of a county, and is the second person on the ground in Heishui County, and he is a master of the eightfold realm of the day after tomorrow, not to mention-
Wu Ye glanced at Deng Yuanjia's saber silently, only to feel that the scabbard was simple, faintly flowing with murderous aura, and it was the same style as his tiger tooth battle knife, which should have come from the hands of a group of cultivators, and it was also an indestructible talisman soldier.
sighed in his heart, put the Huangquan flying fork back, and knew that he couldn't start today.
Deng Yuanjia is the military leader on the ground in Heishui County, naturally he has a bit of ruthless methods, and he doesn't know how many ranger boys and country bullies he has concocted, Han Chuang saw him, it was a mouse that saw a cat, where did he dare to do it, and hurriedly laughed: "Is the county lieutenant here to preside over the three-clan competition meeting in Ming?"
Deng Yuanjia pressed the talisman knife in one hand, he didn't bother to look at Han Chuang, his eyes swept at Wu Ye's body casually, Wu Ye immediately felt like he was on pins and needles, and he was unspeakably uncomfortable.
"Innate master, skill penetrates into the ears, nose, eyes and mouth, it is said that just looking at people casually, can produce a thousand catties of boulder-like pressure! Although this Deng Yuanjia has not yet advanced to the congenital level, his eyes are already so powerful!" Wu Ye secretly pondered, pondered for a moment, bit the tip of his tongue, and forcibly urged out half of the blood and spit on the floor, pretending to be weak and weak.
A wisp of murderous intent flashed in Deng Yuanjia's eyes, and his voice was dry and hard: "This time is different, the monarch is determined to change the law, the people of the country should be brave in the national war, ashamed of private fighting, you cunning young people, are still doing nonsense, and regard the monarch's law as child's play?!"
"I don't dare to wait!" Han Chuang was so frightened that he hurriedly knelt on one knee and clenched his fists to beg for mercy, "Lord County Lieutenant, I waited for drunk and played, and I didn't use iron weapons!"
Deng Yuanjia snorted coldly: "This official knows that you didn't use iron weapons, otherwise you would have been killed a long time ago, and the law of the country would have been corrected!
"Yes, yes, the lesson of the county lieutenant is that I will go first!"
Han Chuang glared at Wu Ye viciously, and said word by word, "Wang Dashao, at the three-clan competition meeting tomorrow, let's get close and close again, you give me this big gift today, and you will return it twice as much!"
didn't dare to talk any more, and went away with a group of dogs.
Deng Yuanjia glanced at Wu Ye: "You, follow me!"