"You, go and stop the game for me right away. You, go and open the tempered cover for me!" Wind Wound shouted as he pointed at the two innate martial artists behind him

"Young Master, I'm sorry!" said one of the innate martial artists in his 40s, with a little unbearable

"What nonsense, what are you doing! Deal with him quickly! Let's get the money and leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible!" said another burly innate martial artist with a hideous expression

"I ask myself how well you have been treated, how much have you been given to you by the Mountain of the Wind, and I will give it to you three times as much!" With the intelligence of the Wind Wound, he immediately understood what was going on, and with a look of anger on his face, he kept retreating, trying to leave this private room!

"Young Master, the situation is pressing, if we don't do this, there is only a dead end, please take a good walk on the Huangquan Road!" The burly innate martial artist actually took out a steel knife more than three feet long and swung it at the head of the wind injury

Looking at the blade that was getting closer and closer, the shining blade, and the wound of the wind retreated desperately, I can't die! I can't die! Who will avenge Lao Luo's revenge if I die? What should I do if Yang Shao dies? Ah! I am unwilling, why is God so unfair, why is the wicked so long-lived, but the good people are so ended. Why! Why! I have never done anything to hurt heaven and reason, why is God doing this to me, I hate, I hate, I hate, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely kill the vicissitudes of the right path!

In the angry and unrealistic eyes of the wind wound, the sword slashed through his neck! The head gently left his upper body, and the pillar of blood rose to the sky, and the reluctant eyes seemed to say: "Friend, I'm sorry!"

It was an indescribable pain, like a thousand ants devouring the heart, like a thousand knives cutting meat, at this time, Yang Shaodi endured the pain that made him collapse! Changed and changed with mental power to impact his motor nerves! The foreign vitality remaining in the body was squeezed out by Yang Shaodi's **.

Hurry! Hurry! I want to be faster, a little, a little, a little, hurry! Looking at the poisonous snake that was getting closer and closer, Yang Shaodi shouted desperately in his heart! And his body seemed to really hear Yang Shaodi's cry, and the exposed flesh and blood rolled back for a while, and they all squirmed desperately!

"Hmm!" The viper suddenly stopped! Because he found that Yang Shaodi was not completely dead, his body was rapidly recovering and writhing at an exaggerated speed!

The poisonous snake that quickly came to Yang Shaodi's side suddenly swung its fist and slammed it on Yang Shaodi's head! What? How is it possible? Can you still make a pseudo-instantaneous step? I see you! Behind my back! But you're over here! Give me death!

The poisonous snake suddenly turned around, and all the few vitality gathered in his left hand and hit Yang Shaodi's head!

When the poisonous snake heard the word "landslide", he was horrified to find that the "Grim Reaper" behind him was also an afterimage! The real instantaneous step? How could it be! It was actually an instantaneous step that even the Martial Saint could barely use? And his real body was actually on top of his head!

With the end of the word "palm", Yang Shaodi's one hand also hit the top of the poisonous snake's head with that terrifying concussive force!

"I'm poof!!poof!!ah!ah!" The serpent's intermittent voice penetrated Yang Shaodi's tired ears, and then the snake's head swelled with horror, and its face was terrifyingly bumpy!

The head of the poisonous snake exploded, and blood mixed with brain pulp sprayed Yang Shaodi's body! It made Yang Shaodi's appearance even more terrifying! As if he really came from hell as a god of death!

"Young Master, the matter over there is done, and they are coming to see you with the head of the wind wound! The poisonous snake is also dead, and only the half-crippled Yang Shaodi is left!" said the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man

"Haha!haha!Dead, all dead!Haha!Then Yang Shaodi is not far from death! I really want to see my brother's head quickly, I don't know what his dying expression is!"

Yang Shaodi, who was half-lying on the martial arts platform, looked at the private room where the wind wound was! Although he couldn't see anything in the private room, he still raised an OK gesture to the private room! Suddenly, Yang Shaodi's brow couldn't stop jumping! From childhood to adulthood, as long as Yang Shaodi's left brow jumped, it meant that something bad was about to happen or several times!

Yang Shaodi suddenly saw the two bodyguards injured by the wind carrying a black bag and wanted to walk to the third floor. The third floor, isn't the third floor the private room of the Mountain of Wind? Could it be? Yang Shaodi was so anxious that he looked at the black bag carried by the innate bodyguard!

And there seems to be something dripping under the bag! I can't see clearly, it's too far, show me! Look, hurry up and see it clearly, Yang Shaodi suddenly shouted madly in his heart!

Looking at the figure that was about to disappear, Yang Shaodi suddenly became ruthless, and the little spiritual power was all concentrated in his eyes, and his eyes suddenly burst out with a pale white light! In an instant, Yang Shaodi saw clearly what was dripping from the black bag!

Dark red liquid! It's a dark red liquid! No, no, I must have thought too much! An answer that made Yang Shaodi frightened came to his mind! The bag was the head of the wind wound? And the dripping blood was blood? He didn't dare to believe this fact! And his only remaining reason told him that it was true!

"Ahh

"You can call the Wind Wound a Band-Aid in the future."

"Why!"

"Wind Wounds! Wounds! You know, you get hurt every day! If you get hurt, of course, you have to use a band-aid!

"I see! I said, why do you keep calling him a band-aid!"

"Do you know why you call him Lao Luo? Haha! This is a secret! Don't let him hear it, when he was a child, Luo Chenglong had facial muscle necrosis! He looks like a 70-year-old man! That's why I call him Lao Luo! Hehe! Because of this, no one wants to play with him since he was a child! Even if there is, it has another purpose! Hehe! The two of us have been suffering from the same disease since childhood!

Thinking of the wound of the wind and the smiling appearance of Luo Chenglong, Yang Shaodi's heart hurt even more, Lao Luo! Feng Shaodi, you go well, I will definitely ask for the blood debt of the Wind Mountain to be repaid.

"Maybe the Grim Reaper is so happy, that's why it's like this!" "Well! I think that's so!" "Death!

As the tempered glass fully rose, Yang Shaodi suddenly burst out with a tragic roar

"The wind-the mountain! You wait for me! I, Yang Shaodi, swear to the heavens! I must cut off your flesh piece by piece! You give me--wait--ah!"

"Ahh

Wind Mountain roared with a hideous face, "How did he know! How did he know! Say, say, why don't you go and chase me back!"

Yang Shaodi, who was covered in blood, rushed out of the underground fighting boxing room of the Wind Martial Arts Pavilion! Yang Shaodi, who was running wildly, kept recalling the route map near the Wind Martial Arts Pavilion! In the surprised eyes of pedestrians, Yang Shaodi ran in the direction of the Second Yangtze River Bridge!

"Hey, the police station? I just saw a man covered in blood running towards the Second Yangtze River Bridge on the road! He is still followed by more than a dozen innate martial artists the day after tomorrow!" a passer-by enthusiastically called 110

"What? He ran towards the second bridge? Why don't you hurry up and send someone to block me on the other side!" Wind Mountain yelled into the phone with a furious face

"Can't you run? Your hands and feet are almost unconscious! Your internal organs have completely ruptured! The wind is less! Lao Luo! Are you watching me in heaven? Yangtze River! Only when I reach the Yangtze River can I have a glimmer of life! Otherwise, with my body, I will definitely die!" Feeling the body that is getting weaker and weaker, Yang Shaodi is purely relying on that unyielding will to move forward!

"I saw him! He was in front! Chase me!" More than a dozen innate martial artists thousands of meters away from Yang Shaodi suddenly discovered Yang Shaodi's running figure! A few kilometers is only a matter of ten seconds for an innate martial artist! Unfortunately, Yang Shaodi is not standing still!

"Hurry! his speed slowed down!" said one of the warriors, suddenly surprised

"Anyone who can kill the bloody warrior in front of him will get 1 million gold coins! Whoever can block this person's speed will get 100,000 gold coins! This person has stolen the high-level combat skills of our martial arts hall! Please take a heroic shot!" One of the leading innate martial artists suddenly concentrated his vitality in his mouth and roared! Since ancient times, China has been rewarded with great rewards, and there must be brave men! A martial artist thousands of meters away suddenly attacked Yang Shaodi who was running!

"Whoever stands in my way will be killed--none--pardon!" Yang Shaodi, who was covered in blood, suddenly used the "Cracked Palm"! The body of the warrior who attacked Yang Shaodi in front of him was instantly torn apart! The scarlet blood splattered Yang Shaodi's body! And Yang Shaodi's injuries became more and more serious! An indescribable restlessness and hunger burst out from his body, and Yang Shaodi, who gave up everything, suddenly swallowed the blood on his arms and clothes! I must live! I must live to take revenge!

"He's already crazy! Everyone!" A martial artist who was about to make a move suddenly shouted around when he saw Yang Shaodi actually sucking blood

"Everyone!" Some warriors followed behind Yang Shaodi, looking for an opportunity to start,

"Ahh

Looking at the overwhelming attack, Yang Shaodi was not so sad and angry at that moment! Looking at the dozen or so innate martial artists who were getting closer and closer behind him, Yang Shaodi roared angrily: "You ignorant martial artists!