Chapter Seventy-Eight: My Life Is Mine, How Can It Be Done by People!

Off seven!

A peerless powerhouse who is famous in the rivers and lakes and shocks the world.

If it weren't for the fact that he was half-crazy and half-crazy, he would have been invincible in the martial arts in the capital.

Nine years ago, he fought alone against five peerless masters: Su Mengzhen, Bai Choufei, Wang Xiaoshi, Lei Zhen, and Di Feijing.

Now, there are only four people present: Jiuxian Shenlong Qi Shaoshang, Zongjian ** Sun Qingxia, Black Light Master Zhan Beiye, and Shocking Scholar Wu Qirong, and I believe that there are not many means to clean up the four people.

This is an immortal martial demon who straddles black and white, and a generation of madmen Guan Qiguan Mudan.

Everyone looked at Guan Qi quietly.

Wu Qirong, a scholar in the storm, suddenly took out an ancient flute.

After he took out the ancient flute, he began to play it on his lips.

Guan Qi was really affected by it.

Hearing Xiao Sheng, he showed a sad look.

And the two masked men looked at Wu Qirong with a fierce look

The slender man in one of them suddenly let out a screech, sharp and piercing.

The sturdy man let out a low roar, like the roar of a beastmaster.

And the mantle with a broken arm raised his head and roared.

Wu Qirong's face changed slightly.

At this time, the strange man with a broken arm finally revealed his true face.

The Black Light Master was shocked.

If you take Guan Qi's age, you shouldn't be so young.

Why is he so young?

What kind of martial arts has he cultivated, he is not afraid of old age.

Why is he like a young man?

Under the sound of Xiao, Guan Qi almost collapsed, but he roared wildly.

Half-crazy, half-crazy, nothing more than that.

At this time.

Three watches.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of the watch suddenly sounded, and the whole body of the strange man was shocked, and his eyes suddenly became deep, and he actually laughed and said: "My life is not up to me, but I can't help you." ”

Hear this.

Wu Qirong, a scholar in the storm, broke out in cold sweat and ran down his cheeks.

The two masked men also looked frightened and frightened.

"How did this man come to his senses?"

The people of the heavens and all the worlds exclaimed in surprise.

Guan Qi has always been in a state of stupidity, and his speech is intermittent and incoherent.

But how can it not be surprising that he can say a complete sentence now.

Of course, the few people present may not be surprised, but only frightened.

Of course, they knew that as long as the madman regained his senses, they would definitely not be able to subdue him, and they were afraid that he would be in danger.

Wu Qirong's face was full of anxiety and sounded Xiao.

This time, it's more urgent and faster.

And the two masked men also made strange noises.

This time it wasn't a confrontation.

It's about uniting to restrain this madman.

These three voices were entangled, and even Qi Shaoshang and the others felt terrified.

They can't even make a move, they can't move.

Suddenly.

The madman moved, and he stretched out his hand to the sky, facing the moonlight, as if it were one with it.

Lonely, desolate, and pale......

"I suddenly feel a little sorry for this madman......"

"He's so pathetic."

Xiao Feng: "Alas, even if such a hero dies in battle, it is better than being chained and stupid, I really hope that he can recover his sanity and restore the heroism of Guan Qi, the natural enemy of the past, so that he can live up to the journey between heaven and earth."

If you are trapped like this, you will not be free, and you will not be aggrieved, and it is better to die happily. ”

Master of the Black Light: "??? ”

Guan Qi regained his senses, and they were in trouble.

This is absolutely unacceptable.

The chains that were wrapped between his ankles, each interlocking, made a sound when they were struck by the tremors, and they were like a tune, a beat, and very crisp and beautiful.

Wu Qirong's Xiao Sheng, as well as the whistles of the two masked men, seemed to be suppressed by the beautiful music of the chains at this moment.

For a moment, all that remained in heaven and earth was the strange sound of the chains striking.

It was as if all the other voices had disappeared.

"Damn, I have a bad feeling that this weirdo won't regain his senses."

"Hahaha, in this way, these people are going to be unlucky."

"Looks like these people are afraid of weirdos."

Qi Shaoshang: "That's nature, this is Guan Qi, and the natural enemy is Guan Qi." If it weren't for insanity, there would be few people in the world who could resist. ”

I only heard the madman roar angrily: "My fate is up to heaven and not to man!" ”

The next moment.

"Resign yourself to fate, that's fine."

I only heard the madman whisper to the sky, "By people? No, it's better to die than to let the mermaid meat...... My life is mine, how can it be left to man! ”

His frenzied demeanor grew, his eyes became clearer, and his words became clearer.

As he spoke, the clashing of chains on his ankles fell.

Wu Qirong, a scholar in the storm, suddenly swelled in his abdomen, undulating, and the ancient flute in his hand exploded directly.

The slender masked man suddenly became longer, narrower, and thinner.

The sturdy masked man had grown fatter, and looked even more twisted and weird.

He suddenly held out his hand.

He had one hand.

Compared to the sloppy and dirty clothes, his hands were white and clean.

His phalanges are powerful.

His fingers were thin, like a woman's hand.

"What is this weirdo doing?"

"He seems to have regained his senses, and his hands are better than a woman's hands, not at all like the hands of a martial artist."

I saw his hand stretched out to the sky, as if he was asking for help from the sky, holding hands with Haoyue.

He held out his hand, and immediately popped out three fingers.

Middle finger, index finger, ring finger......

He popped out his three fingers as if everything had changed.

Three fingers to the sky!

Bounce the sky!

There was a strange sound, like a buzzing sound, and it was like a rumbling sound.

No one could tell what it was.

But someone knew the name of this move, and he screamed: "Three fingers to flick the sky!" ”

And when the name of this move is said, people in the rivers and lakes will naturally associate with a person.

Fly in vain!

This is Bai Choufei's stunt.

What about this madman?

Therefore, the person who shouted the name of the move was stunned.

The person who was stunned was none other than Sun Yu.

The reason why he was stunned was because he had served under Bai Choufei.

Of course, he knew that the three-finger flick was Bai Choufei's unique skill.

But he wasn't the only one who was stunned.

There was another person.

This man didn't scream, but the shock in his heart was no less than anyone else's.

He is the third-generation hall master of the six-and-a-half-hall of the underworld power.

Bow your head to the dragon, break your neck and fight for power.

Di Fei was shocked!

Di Fei was shocked.

Why did he flick the sky with three fingers.

Could it be that Bai Choufei is not dead?

But the madman under the moon is by no means Bai Choufei, but Guan Qi.

Guan Qi has reappeared in the rivers and lakes, why is he getting younger and younger.

These questions swirled in Di Fei's mind.

Di Fei sat on a wicker chair, and the four big men carried it to the corner of the street with bamboo poles.

He was going to see Guan Qi.

Di Fei was shocked.

Then his old opponent and sworn enemy Yang Wuxian naturally would not fall.

At this time, the two were also introduced in the video.

"Di Fei was shocked, Yang Wuxie ...... Who are these two? ”

Just when he was in doubt, the narrator sounded in the video: "I'm not afraid of the golden wind and drizzle, I'm just afraid that the dense clouds will be silent Yang Wuxian frowned; Fearless of exploitation for six and a half minutes, he was only afraid to bow his head and smile, and Di Fei raised his head in shock. ”

"Uh, are these two so powerful?"