The flowers disperse the cold light and shadow, and the clothes are dyed all the miles. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wei Wuya has been able to get to this day by relying on blood, other people's blood. But he had never seen so much blood, blood that made his heart palpitate, as he did today.

Although Wei Wuya never really regarded his disciples as his own disciples, no matter what, he didn't want to become a bare-bones commander just like that.

He is a smart man, and the first thing a smart person has to do is to know himself correctly.

He Wei Wutooth dared to move up to the Flower Palace to ask for relatives, and his biggest reliance was his martial arts, which were rare in the world. After all, kung fu is the root of the fundamentals.

And the simplest, most effective, most direct, and most authentic way to divide the level of kung fu has always been only one from ancient times to the present. That is to fight, victory is victory, defeat is defeat, there is no reason, there is no explanation, the rivers and lakes, never believe in these.

Seeing that the doorman in front of him fell down like a stubble of wheat, Wei Wuya suddenly roared wildly and pounced on the inviting moon.

In the air, ten short swords suddenly appeared on Wei Wuya's body, slashing towards his wrists. It turned out that he had three or four inches of nails on each finger, which was usually curved by a snake, and when he started with people, his true qi penetrated his fingertips, and the nails popped out like a sword.

In an instant, there were Wei Wuya's figures in front of and behind Ying Yue, such light work, and in the entire rivers and lakes, he could be regarded as a first-class person.

However, at this moment, Ying Yue seemed to be ignorant of the countless people around her. A palm was slapped, and under the surging internal force, the sound of bursting in the air between heaven and earth continued to sound.

Under the tremendous pressure, Wei Wuzhi was like a big rat with nowhere to hide. As the power of the moon approached, the space for him to hide became smaller and smaller.

Finally, after a fierce color flashed across his face, suddenly both hands came out, and ten dagger-like nails thrust forward. It seems that he is desperate to fight hard to invite the moon.

But the next moment, Wei Wuya suddenly found that with the seemingly random flicking of Ying Yue's right hand, his ten dagger-like nails seemed to suddenly fall into a turbulent whirlpool. No matter how hard he tried to leave, he could only watch himself transform into an unimaginable situation.

"Transferring flowers and jade, gods and ghosts are invincible!"

The existence of the Shifting Flower Palace in the rivers and lakes is not a day or two, naturally, the Jianghu guests who died under the Shifting Flowers and Jade of the Shifting Flower Palace are also like crossing the river. Wei Wuya didn't understand why those masters couldn't fight the two palace masters of the Shifting Flower Palace before, but at this time, he realized that they couldn't fight themselves.

But although the transfer of flowers and jade from the moon is subtle, Wei Wuya is not like those ordinary characters in the past, and there is no room for resistance. At this time, under the urging of his internal force, a ghostly light suddenly appeared on the ten fingertips, and with a tearing sound like brocade, followed by a crisp sound like chopsticks breaking.

By the time Wei Wuya's figure finally quickly withdrew from the range of inviting the moon to move flowers and jades, the ten nails on his hands had all been broken.

Staying in the green mountains, not afraid of no firewood, this truth, Wei Wuya already understood when he was very young. That's why he can live to this day.

Walk!

Wei Wuya's figure is light and small, such a person, as long as he is willing to work hard, then his light skills will definitely not be very bad.

Moreover, Wei Wuya was not only willing to work hard, in order to practice this kung fu that was enough to cross black and white, he had simply spent all the time he could on practicing.

It's a pity that today he suddenly found that his kung fu was far from being practiced at home. At this time, he suddenly remembered an old man, and he regretted that he did not listen to him, when the old man said to him: "He should practice for at least another twenty years!"

Wei Wuya's running posture was very special, his head and body leaned forward very strongly, as if he could already touch the ground as long as he was a little lower. Coupled with the fact that he swung from time to time and swept across the ground with his two arms, he looked like an oversized fat mouse.

With dozens of screams coming one after another, Wei Wuya's figure had come to the rear of the team in the blink of an eye. There, two surprisingly large red tent sedan chairs were parked there alone.

And at the moment when Wei Wuya swept past the sedan chair, Ying Yue and Lian Xing had already slaughtered Wei Wuya's disciples eight or nine times out of ten, and they were attacking Wei Wuya from the left and right.

And at this moment, the two sedan chairs suddenly exploded, and then, several figures suddenly rose into the sky, surrounding the two people who had just attacked, Ling Yue and Lian Xing.

The first man was tall, big, strong, fat, but light as a butterfly. This man has a fat head and big ears, clear eyebrows, and a smiling face, and looks like Maitreya Buddha, but those who know him would rather see a hundred evil ghosts with souls than see him.

He is the super killer "Big Drum" who has only been stubborn in the past two or three years. His belly was as big as a drum, his breathing was like a drum, and even his people were like a drum.

Who would be wary of such a bloated, ordinary, and cheesy person like this? Therefore, in the past nineteen months, there have been many more martial arts tycoons who have died under his fat hands than under the hands of the two palace masters of the Shifting Flower Palace.

And the reason why he moved the flower palace to go to this troubled water is very simple, if a person eats too much, he will not only gain weight, but also lack money. Without money, there is no food, and the feeling of not having food is enough to drive everyone in the world crazy.

Behind the drum is a woman. Tall and thin figure, long face, eyebrows and eyes are raised upward, and there is another kind of enchantment in the vigorous heroic spirit. It's not beautiful, but it's attractive. She wore a short silver fox cape, revealing a pair of slender legs, but a pair of embroidered shoes on her feet.

As a super killer who debuted with the front and back feet of the drum, although the price of embroidered shoes to kill people is not more than that of the drum, the money earned far exceeds that of the other party. Argument, she shouldn't have moved up to the Flower Palace to die because of money, but she still came, the reason is also for money, you know, there are always a few people in this world who love money more than their lives.

"The ancient sages are all lonely, but only those who drink can be truly ......"

At the moment when the big drum and embroidered shoes were one left and one right, one in front and one behind, they struck towards the moon. A chanting voice with three points of drunkenness, three points of madness, and three points of murderous spirit suddenly came.

In a moment, Ying Yue already felt that the world around her was no longer the Flower Shifting Palace, but the place where thousands of years ago, the winding water flowed and sang heroically. (To be continued.) )