The killer was obviously very professional, maybe he didn't take Chen Yuanyuan in his eyes, but he still reacted correctly.

An inch long and an inch strong, holding a long knife in your hand always has an advantage.

The knife gesture rose from the waist and slanted upward, seemingly trying to break Chen Yuanyuan's body.

Chen Yuanyuan had nowhere to borrow his strength in the air, but when he saw the knife, he still made a remedy, stretched out his hand, and slapped it on the face of the knife.

It was that little force that allowed Chen Yuanyuan to successfully block that knife - the killer's knife was a good knife in the true sense, even if it was shot into a bow shape by Chen Yuanyuan in an instant, it quickly recovered. Chen Yuanyuan's arms exhaled strength, and his moves remained the same.

The killer abandons the knife.

Palm open the mountain, force to break the air, there is a sense of oppression from afar, but Chen Yuanyuan did not dodge, he did not need to dodge, exchanging injuries for injuries was originally a strategy formulated by Chen Yuanyuan before.

In the killer's surprised and incredulous eyes, Chen Yuanyuan stretched out his left arm, curled up, protected his head, and let that palm slash on his arm, and the other punch smashed the killer's heart.

In just an instant, Chen Yuanyuan's arm couldn't support it and was sent flying.

But the killer didn't feel good, that punch didn't kill him, and it also made him dizzy in front of his eyes, and the black spots were spinning around.

He had never seen such a deadly person.

But Chen Yuanyuan was still not satisfied, ignoring the already red and swollen left arm, and continued to pounce, the momentum kept running in his body, he was like a brute bull with red eyes, and he crashed into the killer regardless of it.

The killer grabbed the clothes near his heart with his hand, as if this would alleviate his pain, and when he saw Chen Yuanyuan rushing over as if he didn't care for his life, for a moment, a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

As if the killer was afraid that he would not die, he punched himself in the heart again, making a sound similar to a hammer drum.

Blood splattered the killer's face towel and stained the killer's eyes red.

The killer made a mistake and divided his hands, and the steps under his feet were subtle, Chen Yuanyuan only felt like he had crashed into a ball of cotton, and he was uncomfortable, and he only felt a chill around his neck, as if something cold had stuck to his neck.

Chen Yuanyuan did not hesitate, fought hard, and hit the killer in the face with a mallet, forcing the killer to withdraw his move and staggered back.

A red line appeared between Chen Yuanyuan's neck, and blood slowly seeped out.

Chen Yuanyuan noticed that the killer had a matte-colored blade between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, and knew that his reaction just now was right, if he was careless just now, then his blood vessels and trachea would be cut, and he would die a painful death here.

The battles of the eighth rank are not as ethereal and colorful as those above the fourth rank, but they are just as dangerous and terrifying.

Drops of blood slowly flowed down the blade, and the atmosphere was so solemn that it was about to solidify.

But it's clear that the killer who has launched some desperate move can't wait.

Slowly raised his hand, and then the killer actually ran straight over, and along the way, all kinds of debris pounced on Chen Yuanyuan's face, intending to disturb Chen Yuanyuan's sight.

The killer is right behind that.

Seeing this, Chen Yuanyuan simply closed his eyes and listened quietly.

Plop, plop, plop, plop.

Boom.

Chen Yuanyuan opened his eyes, his hand seemed to be waiting there, and he pinched one of the hands that came out.

There was also a blade in that hand.

Chen Yuanyuan grinned.

The anti-joint was broken, and with a click, Bai Shengsheng's bone eraser was exposed, and even the trained killer finally couldn't stand it anymore, and an inhuman howl sounded.

But Chen Yuanyuan didn't stop.

Turning around, he turned himself into the killer's arms, smashed his elbow precisely on the sea of killer qi, and then twisted the severed arm like a rag, turned himself behind the killer, and slashed at the man's neck with one hand.

The killer finally fainted cleanly.

The reason why Chen Yuanyuan didn't kill him was that he still needed the internal force of this eight-rank killer, I saw Chen Yuanyuan put his hand on the top of the killer's head, his five fingers curled slightly, and a huge suction force rushed out, and the breath in the killer dantian sea was immediately sucked into Chen Yuanyuan's meridians and flowed into Chen Yuanyuan's dantian qi sea.

Beiming has grown slightly again, but it has not yet reached the time to rush through the pass, just a little ripple, and the sea is still calm.

Xu is killer's screams before his death attracted the attention of everyone outside, Chen Yuanyuan had just finished absorbing the internal force, and woke up violently, the powerful five senses made him make the right choice, his head immediately deviated, and with a "bang", a bright blade slammed into the wall in front of him.

The shiny knife surface illuminated Chen Yuanyuan's eyes.

Chen Yuanyuan looked outside, only to see a broad back figure walking in at the entrance, but the back was covered by the light, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

Chen Yuanyuan stretched out his hand and pulled out the knife, wiping the killer on the ground on the neck.

Chen Yuanyuan does not kill innocents indiscriminately, or in other words, he will be entangled in whether to kill or not, but he will not think about how to kill.

If you kill someone, then be prepared to be killed.

Chen Yuanyuan's knife style is very simple, it is a basic move on the "Sutra of Calculation", and it is a head-on mountain spring.

The figure was not in a hurry, and when he saw Chen Yuanyuan make this move, he touched his nose and said, "It's quite authentic." ”

......

Zhou felt that there was a fire in his heart, which burned his eyes.

This time he took it personally.

Although this is not my original territory, this is my current territory.

People always have to have some power and eyeliner on their own turf.

That's why he was able to know about Chen Yuanyuan's attack in a very short time.

He knew that he had sent Tianzu and Di Ting out to find out something, so he knew how important that information was.

Because he knew what Master Zhang Wenli had about Chen Yuanyuan, he was very anxious.

The speed at which a five-rank master rushes with all his might is terrifying.

In people's eyes, there was just an afterimage in front of them, but it soon teleported away.

......

It's just that I don't know if Chen Yuanyuan can hold out until Zhou is uneasy.

He struggled to breathe, relying on the knife in his hand to support himself so that he did not fall.

The person on the other side was a small Taoist priest.

Ordinary Taoist clothes, but very proud.

Some of them seem to be carved out of a mold by Zhang Daohai, which makes people feel disgusting pride.

I only heard the little Taoist priest looking at the fat man in front of him with interest - this fat man can always surprise himself, every time he thinks he can't hold on, but he can still pull it out in the next second, pull out the cold knife.

But that's it.

The difference in the realm cannot be made up for by tenacity.

The next move is to finish him off. The little Taoist priest thought that he felt that he was still very compassionate.

Who knew that the dead fat man spat a mouthful of blood, smiled, and said, "It seems that it's time to end your pretend." ”