"No matter what you say, I can't speak, hahahaha. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "A loud laugh resounded in Wu Yong's mind.

Wu Yong laughed, pointed at the god shovel and sneered: "Aren't you talking, brother god shovel, you can help me, I'm really scared of ...... now." ”

"Well, I'm too excited to control it, but I won't help you, it's all up to you. God Shovel said dumbfoundedly.

"Why?" Wu Yong asked very strangely.

"I want me to help you with everything, in the end, you are cultivating or I are cultivating, then it's okay to do this, I will now promote you to the Martial God in one go, but what's the use of this, are you a strong man? Without me, can you continue to walk?"

"Only the strength is not called the strong, that is called a puppet, the strong is not how strong his strength is, but how strong his heart is, and the strength of his heart will make him stronger, if you are strong, will you still come to me to help you now?"

"But ......" Wu Yong's face was contradictory, and his brows furrowed.

"It's nothing, you're not strong, I know, but my job is to train you to be strong, so you don't have to beg me. Before Wu could finish speaking, the Divine Shovel interrupted him.

"But now is the time of life and death, if you die, it will be a hundred, and there is no strong person who is not strong. ”

Wu Yong looked sad, frowned, his facial features tightened, and said a little impatiently.

"Life and death, hahahaha. God Shovel laughed when he heard this.

"What is life, what is death, there is death in life, there is life in death, see if you are willing, survive in death, okay, I have already instructed you, don't bother me again. With that, the shovel vanished.

Damn, what kind of trick are you, hey......。 Wu Yong waved his fist in his mind, his face depressed, and shouted at the place where the shovel disappeared.

What can I do now, this broken shovel is really useless to be a turtle with a shrunken head at a critical moment. Wu Yong scolded angrily in his heart, but in reality, Wu Yongzheng was standing with several young men, carefully observing the young man who was exploring the path in front of him.

The young man who was exploring the path walked cautiously for more than a dozen steps, and did not find any danger, his heartbeat slowed down slightly, and suddenly he felt a heat under his feet, and then his body began to weaken, and he lost consciousness.

The people behind looked creepy and frightened, only to see that the young and strong body of the pathfinder seemed to be melted by something, little by little, from bottom to top, slowly turned into flesh and blood, spread on the ground.

"Master, what is this? The young man in black asked curiously.

"Look there. The old man in black pointed in the direction of the young man in black, and saw that on the walls on both sides of the wall near the young man who explored the path just now, a golden spirit rune appeared.

"This is a kind of golden talisman in the ancient Zen Temple of the Sanpin Sect, strange, how can there be a golden talisman in this place, could it be that it is a monk who died. ”

The old man muttered to himself with a puzzled look on his face.

"But aren't monks generally cremated? The young man in black asked a little puzzled.

"It's also possible that he wasn't a monk, or maybe he got hold of a golden talisman by chance. The old man in black thought for a moment and replied.

"What then?" asked the young man in black.

The old man in black smiled coldly, a thick bloody murderous aura emerged from his body, and his energetic condensed palm directly grabbed a person next to him, carried it in the air, and then crushed it into a ball of blood foam, and then smashed it the wall of the floating cash-colored rune.

There was a loud bang, accompanied by gray smoke, a big hole was smashed in the wall, and the old man in black smiled, and then grabbed a young man next to him, and crushed it into blood foam, smashing it on another wall.

The remaining young men screamed in fright, and Wu Yong was stunned in an instant, and then he felt his heart beat violently.

Everyone, except for the young man in black, looked at the old man in black with a look of fear, fear, and horror in disbelief.

"You brute, you devil, I'll fight with you" Two of the young men had completely lost their minds because they saw their brother die tragically, and they took out their machetes and rushed towards the old man in black.

The other young men, including Wu Yong, also had the same hatred and glared at the old man in black.

"I can't help myself. The old man in black looked at the two people holding the machete, angry, hideous, and blood-red eyes disdainfully.

Without waiting for the old man in black to make a move, the young man in black slashed through the air with a long knife, flying like a dragonfly, and directly inserted it into the belly of a young man who rushed over.

When another young man saw this scene, he let out a terrible yelling, "Don't." However, the long knife had already stabbed the young man in the stomach.

The remaining young man looked at the corpse stabbed by the long knife with dead eyes, leaving a line of blood and tears in his eyes because of extreme sadness and hatred, at this moment his expression was extremely terrifying, his eyes seemed to be turned outward, the machete in his hand was held in the palm of his hand, and his mouth read word by word: "I, grass, you, m, go to death, ah~~."

In the end, Qing Zhuang let out a loud roar, mobilized the strength of his whole body and carried all the hatred and pain in his body, turning into blood-red knife light and slashing towards the black-clothed young man like a mad dog.

Helpless, the gap was too big, the young man in black dodged, dodged Qing Zhuang's knife, and then the long knife in his hand pierced Qing Zhuang's chest directly from behind.

However, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the young man's face, and at this time, the old man in black shouted "Be careful", only to see that the young man ignored all the pain, burst out all the potential power in his body, and quickly slashed at the head of the young man in black with a knife in his hand.

The young man in black looked at the knife that flew over, a little incredible, the person in front of him was almost dead, why could he burst out with such a fierce killing move.

Not allowing the young man in black to think too much, he directly bent down and dodged the last knife of this young man.

The young man looked at the young man and the old man in black with resentment in his eyes, and slowly fell down unwillingly.

All the young men had tears in their eyes, among them there were friends and brothers, and now friends and brothers died tragically in front of them, but the young man in front of him was desperately trying to take revenge and fight back to the death.

Pain, anger, hatred, despair, all kinds of emotions were stimulated by this touch, and only one person shouted, "Grass you, I'll fight with you." When the others heard this, all the emotions in their hearts were ignited at this moment.

"Brothers, fight with them. One of the young men directly raised the machete and said angrily.

"Hahahaha, even you, a rabble, dare to say such a big thing. The young man in black scoffed.

At this time, Wu Yong calmed down in his heart, you must know that the group of young men in front of him has nothing to do with him, so several young men died tragically in front of him, he does not have the pain and hatred that other young men have, but only the fear and fear of the cruel methods of the old man in black.

Shen Shovel said to survive in death, maybe there is a good opportunity in front of him, anyway, if he is still with the old man in black, they will definitely die, it is better to break through directly, when there is still a chance to live, after thinking about it, Wu Yong's legs began to retreat.

So, when all the young men beside him rushed forward and fought with the young man in black and the old man in black, Wu Yong quickly turned around and ran towards the front of the corridor.