Chapter Ninety-Two: Why Do You Need a Knife to Kill Someone?

readx;? Seeing that a person was coming violently, the monks subconsciously opened fire, no, it was a supernatural power. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhou Yihu is also not afraid, this newly acquired knife is particularly good, and the knife qi is wielded. Strongly proved my identity, I am a mortal real-level existence! But the strong are naturally grinded by the strong, and at that moment, two mortal monks rushed over, so for a while, Zhou Yihu had the intention to kill but was helpless.

Zhou Yihu was in a particularly entangled mood at this time, on the one hand, the happiness brought by the recovery of cultivation, and on the other hand, the anger towards Li Wenwen. I have also gained a lot of benefits, and it stands to reason that I should go first. But as soon as I saw this face just now, this evil fire couldn't be suppressed.

"Zhou Yihu, you are at the forefront. ”

"Zhou Yihu, you beat my legs. ”

"Zhou Yihu, let's see if that person is dead. ”

"Zhou Yihu, you haven't eaten? ”

"Do you want the rest of Zhou Yihu's antidote?"

"Zhou Yihu, your uncle!" Not only did he grit his teeth and recover his cultivation, Zhou Yihu checked himself for the first time. He didn't believe that any poison could hide from the divine consciousness of a mortal monk. So, he found out that he was not poisoned. So he got angry

"Li Wenwen, you dare to lie to me! Zhou Yihu roared loudly, and the aura in his body also surged out. Those two mortal monks were not good at hand-to-hand combat, and they were a little overwhelmed for a while.

"Do you feel angry when you find out that you are not poisoned?" Yu Fu, who almost understood the cause and effect, said decisively sarcastically. The rest of the people didn't have this leisurely leisure, Li Wenwen and Zhao Qingzhi looked at each other, and they both understood the meaning in each other's eyes.

1. There's nothing I can do.

Second, Yu Fu's heart is really big.

"Ahhh Yu Fu's kung fu that makes people angry is indeed rare in the world.

Even though the anger in his heart is endless, it has no effect on the combat power bonus. On the contrary, because of his impatience, he was hit by several spells.

On the side of Li Wenwen and the three of them, they are also in danger. The crowd didn't have time to quarrel with them, and they didn't even want to talk about the scene. After all, these people seem to be too weak...... And it's not anything special. How can there be so many masters?

Killed. Robbed.

It was just at this critical moment. The silver egg flashed, and another person appeared. It was Hou Baiyu, whose bald head was shining brightly.

What a familiar person. At this moment, Yu Fu felt full of warmth. Zhao Qingyan didn't know, but Li Wenwen was the same, so he said loudly: "Big brother." ”

Hou Baiyu turned his head and saw Li Wenwen, how kind he looked. After going through so much, how pleasant it is to look at the original acquaintances. So he subconsciously replied, "I'm here." ”

"Run, run with the treasure, leave us alone!" Li Wenwen shouted loudly.

Hou Baiyu was a little confused when he heard this. I looked around and made sure I was back. But before he could congratulate himself on his return, the fluctuations of spiritual power were clearly transmitted......

Yu Fu was simply amazed and gave Li Wenwen a thumbs up. This trick of the dead Taoist friend does not die the poor Dao, it is simply too beautiful. But Li Wenwen's face did not relax because of this. After all, there are too many suspicious people in the monastic world, and there are still some people who believe that this person is the right master.

Although all of a sudden, a large number of people rushed towards Hou Baiyu. But the urgent need has not been reduced because of this, and the rest of the people are not something that Li Wenwen and a few people can easily deal with. Two runes quietly appeared in Li Wenwen's eyes, dim. There was a rare flash of hesitation on his face.

At this time, the silver egg was almost imperceptible, and no spells had fallen on it from beginning to end. It's not because the abbot's persuasion is useful, but because a few people who made a move died of old age in an inexplicable instant. This method of divination and life expectancy of some people seems to be somewhat similar......

Spells speak louder than persuasion. Compared with the abbot's tirelessness, it is obviously more deterrent to shoot directly. Then the abbot moved again, and he stood up and stretched. Look around.

Whether a person is domineering or not is often known through what he does. He said softly, "Stop." In the future, it is forbidden to fight here. This will be my dojo, called the White Bone Dojo, and it should be adapted to local conditions. ”

The abbot dressed as a man in the rivers and lakes, who dares to underestimate it at this time? Wang Hazy next to him subconsciously took a few steps back. The sound was not loud, but it resounded throughout the White Bone Mountain. Everyone stopped. No, there was an accident.

For example, Zhou Yihu, it was when he was extremely angry that he didn't take care of this person. He seized the opportunity and slashed off the head of one of his opponents, sending blood rushing out. Zhou Yihu laughed, and only then did he realize that this knife still had the effect of killing souls.

Everyone watched coldly, wanting to see the fate of this awl. The abbot paced away and came to Zhou Yihu in one step. People with a little eyesight are shrinking their pupils at this time, this trick seems simple, but it is a real shrinkage. It is one of the supreme powers.

Zhou Yihu stood sideways, with a tiger phantom behind him, and it was never his choice to sit back and wait to be killed. The abbot didn't make a move, but smiled and said, "Young man, do you know the Taiqing Mansion?"

Zhou Yihu didn't dare to be careless about the person in front of him, although he didn't know what kind of existence this was, but he could vaguely guess his extraordinaryness through the people next to him. "I've heard a thing or two of the names of Taiqing Mansion, could it be that the old-timers are the real people among them?"

The abbot shook his head and pointed at the wronged person who had just died with a strange expression. "I'm not, he is." It's the kind of small group of people who are very noble. ”

The silver egg has completely disappeared, or it has become so small that ordinary monks simply cannot find it. It flashed twice.

Zhang Xuandao didn't know when he changed his clothes, and the clothes that were originally stained with blood were changed into white shirts at this time, and the white clothes were like snow.

"Boy, I see your eyebrows are full of blood. The abbot laughed. "If you have been a slave to me for a thousand years, I will save your life. ”

Zhou Yihu was thinking about how the Taiqing Mansion would take revenge, and suddenly heard this sentence, and just wanted to refute something. But before the words could be spoken, a cold light flickered. A figure in white stood in front of him, holding a white jade sword, so murderous.

Zhou Yihu was furious, and he wanted to kill when he swung out the thin knife, but the thin knife, which had always been handy, wanted to resist at this time. Although the strength of the resistance was extremely weak, just this line made Zhou Yihu hit another blow.

"Zhang's things, you also use them?" (To be continued.) )

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