"Does Confucianism also hurt people with secret arrows?"

Yu Fuguo didn't turn back, and he couldn't turn back.

With the arrow that Liu Ziyue shot, his perfect momentum finally collapsed, and the wound on his left shoulder not only tore a hole in his body, but also hurt his reshaped fundamental vitality.

Bihuo has gradually weakened, Li Xu can only get out of trouble in a moment, and once the two enemies in front and behind converge, he has no physiology.

At this point, all that can be relied on is probably the water hatred sword in his hand.

A man in an old robe and a straw hat who looked like an old peasant was holding a crude short bow, and he didn't know when he had reached a distance of a hundred paces behind him.

Liu Ziyue, a Confucian sect of the Southern Heavens, held the simple short bow, and the rag bag behind him contained a few coarsely processed wooden sticks.

For a master of his calibre, it doesn't really matter what he is holding in his hand, even a blunt-headed wooden arrow can shoot through Yufuguo.

"It's just a matter of asking for your life for the people......" Liu Ziyue had a warm smile on his face, and he couldn't tell that he had just made a sneak attack that could be called a winner.

Li Xu looked at Liu Ziyue, this person's appearance was really unexpected by the emperor, but since he had just made a move against Yu Fuguo, it could be regarded as an ally with the same interests.

"What's more, I have long promised Your Majesty that I will deal with you properly. ”

Yu Fuguo laughed when he heard this, deal with it properly, deal with it properly.

"Isn't Confucianism afraid of the ridicule of the world when he acts like this?"

Yu Fuguo stretched out his left hand, and slowly pulled out the blunt arrow shot by Liu Ziyue with two fingers, and the plasma seeped out along the shaft of the arrow, and it turned out to be a silver-white color.

These anomalies naturally couldn't be hidden from Liu Ziyue, he looked at the silver-white plasma gushing out of Yu Fuguo's shoulders and the faint light of dark gold all over his body, and the expression on his face changed slightly.

He'd seen this thing before.

Yu Fuguo suddenly turned around, and the hating water sword in his hand swept towards Liu Ziyue with a tidal wave of sword qi.

"Good time!"

Liu Ziyue praised, put the short bow behind his back with one hand, and volleyed in the air with his left hand.

Yu Fuguo's hand was full of sword energy, but when he encountered Liu Ziyue's palm power, he couldn't help but delay by three points.

The right palm of the Southern Heaven Confucian Sect drew a circle in the air, and a suction force was generated in the palm of the palm, shifting the sword qi of the Yufu Kingdom to the left and right.

"General, please take this move. ”

Liu Ziyue's right palm turned into a finger, and he pointed in front of his head, but a pure chill came out.

Yu Fuguo crossed the long sword, and Liu Ziyue's fingers were just on Yue Guhan's sword.

The sword qi struck coldly, and both of them took a few steps back.

In the fight just now, neither of the two had ever curried favor, Yu Fuguo's face was frosted, and Liu Ziyue's neck had three or four shallow red marks.

Yu Fuguo had not yet recovered from his senses, and he was hit in the chest again, and the emperor had already taken advantage of his fight with Liu Ziyue, and his right palm knife slashed his injured left shoulder.

Three days away from the dust, in the six realms of vows. The sword shot out, and the fierce knife qi cut a hole in Yu Fuguo's body, and bright red plasma mixed with silver-white liquid rushed out of the wound.

"Your Majesty, be careful, don't get contaminated by that silvery-white liquid. Liu Ziyue warned: "That's the soul separation nail of the mother and son, which can erode flesh and blood." ”

The son and mother left the soul nail, and Li Xu finally knew what it was when Yu Fu Guozhi went to the middle hole to insert it.

This thing is very famous in the rivers and lakes, I don't know how many waves it has caused because of this thing.

The Soul Separation Nail is actually a set of wonderful tools that can improve the power, and it is divided into two types, both of which need to be inserted into the human body to have an effect.

The sub-nail can be shaped into a body that is invulnerable to fire and water, and it is invulnerable, but it must always obey the mother nail, and if you don't obey it, there will be a swarm of ants to devour your body.

Naturally, some people rely on such an effect and then do evil, and finally the mother nail was broken by the predecessors, and the remaining sub-nails lost the restriction of the mother nail, and became a shortcut to improve their skills.

But how can there be a reason in the world to enhance for no reason?

But all those who are nailed into the body will be eroded to death by it within three years, without exception.

Only then did the emperor understand that Yu Fuguo was really putting life and death aside when he fought with him, and almost pressed everything for victory.

A blow from the dust and the sword broke through the left shoulder, the hating water sword in Yu Fuguo's hand was turning, a sharp sword groan sounded in the air, and the sword qi of Sen Han rolled upside down, and Li Xu could only push it away, but it was still left a hole in the golden silkworm treasure on his body by this sword.

The emperor's sneak attack also bought Liu Ziyue the most important time.

Liu Ziyue's hand stroked the bow, and he took out another arrow from the cloth bag behind him and put it on the string.

A consistent divine skill, ready to be launched again.

Yu Fuguo let out a strange laugh, raised his left hand, and a wave of fire shot out.

This master, who had spent a long time on swordsmanship, finally showed his housekeeping skills, the waves of fire rolled, the heat overflowed, and the flames that turned out of the void were like a fire dragon, and went straight to Liu Ziyue with the evil aura of burning the Eight Desolations.

Nantian Confucianism turned over, stepped on the air with both feet, and the whole person had already flown upside down into the air, and he actually withdrew from the killing range of the fire dragon derived from this Yanyang Miraculous Skill with a strong light skill.

The flames broke through the air, and Yu Fuguo's sword qi came out again, this time the target was Li Xu, who had just been forced away by his sword qi.

"The faint king bestows the head!"

However, although the sword qi passed, it was fruitless, and Li Xu had already entered the realm of virtual reality by taking advantage of the meaning of the rotation of life and death in the heavens, and he could avoid this sword.

Open.

Liu Ziyue released the bowstring with his right hand, and the arrow came first, poking a hole in Yu Fuguo's middle hole, and the silver-white liquid kept flowing out of it.

After an arrow, Nantian Confucianism opened his bow again and again, and shot out all five arrows in the quiver, except for one arrow that was slashed by Yu Fuguo with a hating water sword, and nailed to Yu Fuguo's left elbow, right chest, lower abdomen, left knee, and four vital points.

With the method of "consistency" to shoot seven arrows in a row, even the face of the Southern Heavenly Confucian Sect was pale.

At the same time, Li Xu stepped out of the realm of virtual reality with one foot, grabbed his right hand in the air, and with an inexplicable traction suction between his five fingers, he actually pulled Yu Fuguo towards the palm of his hand.

"He's at ease!"

The emperor used his free mind method to slightly stimulate the injuries on Yu Fuguo's body, and under Yu Fuguo's serious injury, the true qi of the whole body was no longer owned by Yu Fuguo under the power of his transformation, and finally all of them disintegrated, and the blood from the wounds all over his body could not stop soaring outward.

His face flushed, and the only remaining true yuan in his body almost all vented out, escaping in the air, and a neon light flashed in the air, and a red light rose to the sky, straight into the sky, and lasted for three seconds before it disappeared.

Yu Fuguo spat out a mouthful of blood, his silver-white hair danced wildly in the wind, and at this moment, the master of the Grandmaster finally ran out of strength, and the water hatred sword held in his right hand seemed to be a little unstable, and finally lost the strength to stand and half-knelt on the ground with the strength of his right knee.

"The universe, life and death, after all, is just an empty labor. ”

The old eunuch's eyes swept over Li Xu and Liu Ziyue.

"In front of the evil mirror platform, on Huangquan Road, Yu someone took the first step and waited for the two to come together. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Fuguo swung the water hatred sword in his hand with the last bit of strength, cut off his neck, and his head jumped up like a flying canopy, spun around in the air and fell heavily to the ground.

Yufuguo is dead.