068 White Light 3 (1st Shift)

"Woo wow wow~" The suona sound that had been ethereal suddenly became poignant!

The flying white silk seemed to receive the order, and the state of slowly fluttering changed, becoming as sharp as a knife, and it swished towards him! There seemed to be countless flying knives shooting from all directions, and all of them were vast white in the field of vision!

"Drink!"

Jin Wuzhi burst into a shout, his whole body burned with fiery red internal qi, and those white silk immediately burned into ashes as soon as they touched it, but they still kept shooting like moths to fire!

Call!

Six lanterns loomed, each shooting out a ghostly claw, grabbing at the six vital points on his body.

Jin Wuzhi Huoyun palm technique was transported to the extreme, and he slapped away.

Suddenly, there were several faint winds under his feet! He burst out, and his legs swept out like steel pillars!

At this time, a strong wind stabbed towards the back of his head! A layer of goosebumps appeared on his skin that was stimulated by the cold breath!

And his moves are already old, and he has no time to resist them!

"Hey... Giggle. A woman's smug laugh was heard in the air.

Jin Wuzhi's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of mockery!

"Drink!"

He burst into a shout, stomped his swept leg to the ground, and withdrew his palms back to his chest, his body turned, and his eyes looked coldly ahead.

A white silk shot like a knife!

He reached out and grabbed Bai Aya, and pulled it violently! An exclamation came from a distance.

At the same time, the ghost claws in those lanterns and the attacks on the ground also hit him. Poof! Several voices came like defeat, leaving only a few white marks on his skin!

"Hey!"

Jin Wuzhi jumped up violently and rushed in the direction of Bai Aya.

Soon I saw a figure in white being dragged by Bai Aya and flying over. He poured his palm into the inner qi and slapped it violently!

"Boom!" the white figure burst into the air, turning into white silk fragments in the sky.

Jin Wuzhi's eyes flashed, and he conjured up a palm shadow in the sky, and slammed towards those white silk fragments, an empty place, and his palm slapped an object.

"Ahh A white shadow was slapped away by a palm, and soon disappeared into the white silk array!

Jin Wuzhi looked at the ground, only to see a little bit of miserable green blood extending in the direction where the white shadow flew. He sneered and chased away!

Suddenly, there was another sound of breaking the air behind him.

He turned his head sharply, only to see a huge broken log flying over, with a sharp claw sticking out of front of it!

He slapped it with his palm, and the wood shattered in the air and burned into a torch!

His eyes shrank, and after the firelight, he seemed to see a black shadow disappear into another piece of broken wood next to him.

"No wonder!"

He said secretly, and instantly came to the broken log, and stepped on it violently. The broken wood is like being struck by lightning, and it bursts into flames!

A black shadow flew out again, trying to fly towards another piece of wood.

Jin Wuzhi had already prepared, rushed over in one step, and slapped it with both palms like electricity!

"Bang bang!" the black shadow was continuously slapped by him.

In his feelings, it was like patting a ball of cotton, it was difficult to focus, and the scorching internal qi was also blocked by the cold aura exuded from the black shadow.

But the black shadow was also hit by him, unable to stabilize its body, unable to pull away, and screamed in the air.

"Ahh

"Babble!" the black shadow let out a terrible scream, and the figure exploded in an instant, revealing a half-foot-long object falling to the ground!

Jin Wuzhi didn't stop, he stepped on it violently, and with a thud, the object shattered into several pieces! He looked down and saw that it was a black wood carving, and a look of fear and pain could be seen on his broken face.

Not far away, a woman's cry was heard!

Jin Wuzhi sneered and swooped towards the tent.

He tore the door of the tent in half, and in the middle of the tent was a small stage on which a dull-looking man was blowing suona. Bursts of mourning music came out, disturbing people's hearts upset!

When he came in, the man was startled, stopped playing, and suddenly jumped towards the top of the tent!

"Die!"

Jin Wuzhi rushed over and slapped his palm on the top of the man's head!

With a thud, the man dissipated into a puff of black smoke. A palm-sized rag doll was left on the spot, with a face full of anger! Jin Wuzhi spat out his internal anger, and the rag doll burned violently, turning into a handful of ashes in an instant!

"Newspaper... Enmity. ”

A voice of resentment faded away!

Jin Wuzhi stepped out of the tent, and there was a mess outside, with dead bodies everywhere, but he returned to normal. Not far away, four white lights are flickering towards Jufu Building!

"Where to go!"

He burst into a shout, his body was like a cannonball, and in the blink of an eye, he caught up with the four lanterns! The palms of his two hands were like dragon claws! He took the two lanterns in his hands, picked up his internal qi and pinched it hard, crackling, the lanterns were pinched and broken, and two sparks burst out!

"Ahh

There was a strange scream from inside the lantern! The other two lamps sped away! They were quickly grabbed by Jin Wuzhi and burned to ashes!

There was a dying cry in the air! A wisp of green smoke sank into his palm!

After killing seven lanterns, Jin Wuzhi looked up, his complexion changed greatly, and the red lanterns hanging on the two-story cornices of Jufu Building had turned into white paper lanterns at some point.

Twelve lamps shed gray light, illuminating the whole building gloomily.

Through the open door, you can see that the building is completely dark, and the original lively scene has become dead silent!

Jin Wuzhi hesitated for a moment, then cautiously came to the door, and stared at it, there were only neat tables and chairs inside, and there was no one in sight.

He stepped through the door, and it seemed that he had passed through a very obvious diaphragm!

A noisy sound came into his ears, his eyes lit up, and he was suddenly startled, the two figures in the restaurant were fighting fiercely, which was completely different from the dead silence scene he saw outside, as if he had entered another world!

"Whew!"

Before he could see the situation clearly, he saw a figure flying upside down. He was about to swing his palm to fly, but found that it was actually the third elder, he hurriedly withdrew the power of his palm, and the fierce internal qi became as silky, and he gently swung it away, dissolving the force, and stabilizing the body of the three elders and falling to the ground.

"Poof!" As soon as the third elder stood still, he spurted a mouthful of blood! His face was as pale as paper, his body trembled like chaff, and he was obviously extremely injured!

Jin Wuzhi was shocked, he had witnessed the strength of the three elders with his own eyes, it was very high, who could beat him to a serious injury!

"Let's go!"

As soon as the three elders saw his appearance, they hurriedly squeezed out two words from their mouths!

"I can't go!"

A black shadow fell from mid-air, like an eagle catching a rabbit!

In a short moment, Jin Wuzhi also saw the situation in the building clearly, the restaurant was full of corpses, and it was a mess, obviously after a tragic battle.

It's hard to see the whole picture at a glance, but under the counter on the first floor, a figure with angry eyes made him instantly red!

The old master Jin Youdao was half-sitting, with a huge blood hole in his chest, and he had been dead for a long time!

From the perspective of the original owner, he has awe but not much affection for this old master, but from Jin Wuzhi's point of view, this old man can be said to be benevolent to him, and he has already had a deep affection for the cultivation of the next generation of family heads!

Now, suddenly seeing the tragic death of the old master, the sadness in Jin Wuzhi's heart flows backwards, and endless hatred fills his heart!