One step was suppressed, one step at a time, Yu Wenming was pressed by Luo Zhuo and beat back step by step, although he was not injured for the time being, but it was enough for him to be aggrieved, he was born noble, he practiced much smoother than his peers since he was a child, and he had never been at a disadvantage in battle, last time he had an excuse that he didn't expect Luo Zhuo to have Hongmeng purple qi, but this time he had no excuse.

Yu Wenmingjun's face was flushed with anger, his arms shook, and he punched countless punches in an instant, and then his body retreated, and his hands wrapped around in the process of retreating, Luo Zhuo's fist had already chased out, and his heart was alert, and he changed his fist, Rao is quick response, and a bloody mark was also drawn on his fist.

Looking at it, there is an almost transparent thin line between Yu Wenming's hands, Luo Zhuo's physical strength, ordinary people are difficult to hurt with knives and axes, but just rubbing a little bit has already seen blood, if he didn't withdraw his fist just now, I'm afraid he has been surrounded by Yu Wenming, with the sharpness of that thin line, it is not strange that his wrist is cut off.

Yu Wenming used the weapon, Luo Zhuo was not angry, it was life and death, naturally there was no means to use any means, he thought that Yu Wenming would use the same knife method as last time, but he didn't expect him to use such a thin line. This thin line looks inconspicuous, but it is obviously a good thing, Luo Zhuo is now poor and white, and he doesn't have a decent weapon, so he can only unfold his body and fight.

Yu Wenming took out this almost transparent thin line has a name, called Tian Silk, the name is very cheesy, but it is not the kind of silk in the world, but the silk knotted by the real Tian Silkworm, the Tian Silkworm is an extremely rare spiritual thing in the fairy world, only an inch of silk is spit out every hundred years, the Tian Silk in Yu Wenming's hands is hundreds of meters long, just such a long Tian Silk has been priceless, not to mention that it has been tempered into a magic weapon by a master with real fire, its edge is like a blade, its soft is like water, its sharp armor piercing, its dance is like a butterfly. Such a magic weapon is not known to be dreamed of by many people in the fairy world.

But then again. Tian Silk is a good thing, but it is more suitable for women or killers, Yu Wenming, a big man is always a little awkward to use in a head-to-head duel, and he can't give full play to the invisible and treacherous characteristics of Tian Silk, except for the first time Luo Zhuo suffered a little loss, and then Luo Zhuo couldn't hurt Luo Zhuo at all, his footwork was also exquisite, and he was constantly close to Yu Wenming in the fight.

"Tian Silk, good thing! Luo Zhuo, take it over!" Su Yan shouted. Seeing that Luo Zhuo had the upper hand, she was overjoyed, she herself used soft weapons, and she had envied this thing for a long time, but she had stayed in the fairy world for too short a time and couldn't afford it.

Luo Zhuo rolled his eyes, although he had the upper hand, how could it be so easy to take down the opponent's weapon.

After fighting dozens of moves, Yu Wenming snorted coldly. Put away the heavenly silk, flipped his wrist, and a thick-backed big knife appeared in his hand, the blade flashing. A few knives have already slashed back Luo Zhuo.

"Be careful!" Qiao Mengyuan exclaimed.

Luo Zhuo's feet flowed, and he showed the ten directions to return to the yuan step, which is obtained from the **** footwork, and there are endless changes within ten zhang. Although Yu Wenming's sword technique is sharp, it still can't touch him in the slightest.

In the fierce battle, Luo Zhuo unleashed the martial arts obtained from **** one by one. The understanding is getting deeper and deeper, and the shots are becoming more and more harmonious, Yu Wenming is aggrieved, he has countless means, but he can't use it in this forbidden realm, otherwise Luo Zhuo will not be allowed to be arrogant.

He rolled his eyes, his knife technique continued, and with a flip of his wrist, the heavenly silk flew out, and it actually shot towards Qiao Mengyuan! Luo Zhuo asked Qiao Mengyuan to retreat to the middle of the floating island before, Qiao Mengyuan retreated, but he was really worried about Luo Zhuo, so he returned to the edge, and just now he accidentally exclaimed, and was noticed by Yu Wenming. He couldn't capture Luo Zhuo for a long time, so he had the idea of capturing hostages, he knew both Su Yan and Bai Zhantang, they were both cultivators, and it would take a few tricks to catch them in the forbidden law realm, but the girl above didn't seem to have kung fu.

Seeing Yu Wenming so shamelessly attack Qiao Mengyuan, Luo Zhuo was furious, although Qiao Mengyuan knew some punches and kicks, but she was not even a martial artist, not to mention that her body was already very weak, but there was fifty times the gravity under the floating island, once she left the floating island, she would immediately be oppressed by the violent gravity and die.

The force moves with his heart, Luo Zhuo's figure can no longer care about dealing with Yu Wenming, as soon as he floats up, he has already resisted the gravity, and grabbed the **** out of the silk, just in this moment, Yu Wenming's blade has left two wounds on his body, blood splashes, his muscles have automatically contracted to stop the bleeding, but the clothes behind him have been stained red with blood.

"Retreat to the middle of the floating island!" Luo Zhuo shouted.

Qiao Mengyuan is not stupid, although the heavenly silk is almost transparent, but Luo Zhuo and Yu Wenming's movements also made her guess something, tears swirled in her eyes, and she covered her mouth and stepped back step by step.

"Yu Wenming, you are really shameless. Luo Zhuo tightened the silk that day, crossed over and grabbed the big knife that Yu Wenming had chopped over, and blasted out with a punch.

"Shameless?" Yu Wenming laughed, "Not only this beauty, but the two you saw last time, you can't bear any of them!"

His knife technique continued to slash, and he did not let go of the heavenly silk, and took Yu Wenming's attack hard, and due to the force, the wound behind him ruptured again, and the blood did not stop.

"Luo Zhuo, I'll help you!" Bai Zhantang walked down the hill step by step, each step fell heavily to the ground, and the hill shook slightly.

"No, you go back to the island and protect Qiao Mengyuan!" Luo Zhuo said in a deep voice, his breathing became a little heavy, after a few breaths, he seemed to have become a little thinner, his muscle lines were more perfect, he let out a low cry, and his speed increased again, and before Yu Wenming could react, he had already cut into a meter in front of him, and smashed a punch into Yu Wenming's chest with a sonic boom.

"Crackling-" The sound was endless, the two figures were entangled together, and after more than ten minutes, they separated again, and the two stood opposite each other more than ten meters apart, Yu Wenming was a little embarrassed, but he was not injured multiple times.

Luo Zhuo's face was a little ugly, just now he had hit Yu Wenming hundreds of times, but he didn't even break Yu Wenming's defense, it is indeed forbidden here, but Yu Wenming can't take the initiative to cast spells but can put on magic clothes! Although Luo Zhuo's attack is strong, it can't break through the defense of the magic clothes on his body.

"Your attack power is indeed the only one I have ever seen in my life, even in the fairy world, you can be regarded as a genius, but today, you must die!

"You're too complacent!" Luo Zhuo snorted coldly, his body shook, and he appeared in front of Yu Wenming again.

Seeing Luo Zhuo's attacking fist, Yu Wenming didn't dodge or dodge, and laughed: "I'll just stand still and see if you can hurt me!" He was confident enough, the magic robe on his body was enough to withstand the full force of the Heavenly Immortal's blow, how could Luo Zhuo break it.

Luo Zhuo was unmoved, and punched out, and when the fist landed on Yu Wenming's body, the muscles on his arms and back vibrated at a special frequency, "Hum!" There was a soft sound, as if trembling.

"Poof-" Yu Wenming spurted out a mouthful of blood, the defense of his magic robe was indeed not broken, but Luo Zhuo's fist strength actually resonated with the defense of the magic robe, and the power of the shock penetrated through his internal organs.

"You!" Yu Wenming's face changed drastically.

Luo Zhuo didn't care about it, punched out punch after punch, Yu Wenming wanted to hide at this time, he couldn't avoid Luo Zhuo, Luo Zhuo's every attack made him squirt out a mouthful of blood, and even he kept taking out various weapons from the storage space and beckoning Luo Zhuo Luo Zhuo didn't care, because his strength was already very small, at most he would add some trauma to Luo Zhuo, fight for injuries, Luo Zhuo could also win!

"Luo Zhuo, you can't kill me! kill me, the whole earth will be buried with me!" Yu Wenming roared, his face frightened, he had never thought that there would be someone in this poor and remote place who could threaten his life, he had never been so close to death.

"Luo Zhuo, don't believe him, his father won't dare to destroy the earth!" Su Yan shouted, "Kill him, otherwise you and I won't be able to move an inch when we reach the fairy world!"

The words of the two of them can't interfere with Luo Zhuo, Luo Zhuo already has a killing heart for Yu Wenming, Hongmeng purple qi must not be leaked, and Yu Wenming must not leave the earth alive!

Luo Zhuo used the method of resonance to blast out tens of thousands of punches, and finally, there was a clicking fracture sound in Yu Wenming's body, his eyes were already bulging, he was out more and less in, and after a few more punches, the magic robe on his body was shattered, and Luo Zhuo finally pinched his neck.

Yu Wenming let out a gurgling roar from his mouth, but he couldn't speak, he stared at Luo Zhuo, as if he wanted to kill him with his gaze.

"It's just your bad luck that you shouldn't have provoked me. Luo Zhuo said coldly, with a click, crushing Yu Wenming's neck. A phantom shadow appeared above Yu Wenming's head, it was his divine soul, the Mahayana monk, the body died and did not necessarily die, not to mention the Mahayana period, the body above the Yuan Infant could be reborn if it was gone. Without waiting for the divine soul to react, Luo Zhuo had already blasted out with a punch, and ordinary attacks really couldn't hurt the divine soul, but Luo Zhuo's fist technique implied true strength, and the body refiner was full of qi and blood, and it dispersed Yu Wenming's divine soul in one fell swoop.

At this point, Luo Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that the solution to Yu Wenming was smooth, but he was also injured a lot, there were dozens of large and small wounds, some of them were still bleeding, the muscles were squirming, and the bleeding stopped, Luo Zhuo began to search for things on Yu Wenming's body.

Yu Wenming is a genuine rich second generation, not to mention anything else, the silk and that big knife alone are already worth a lot of money, Luo Zhuo is now so poor that he will not let it go.

Pulling the heavenly silk from his hand and throwing it into the storage space with the thick-backed big knife, Luo Zhuo took off the storage ring on his finger and put it in his pocket, and when Su Yan ran over panting, there was nothing left on him except for the torn magic robe. (To be continued.) )