"Wang Lie, there is no irresolvable hatred between you and me, let me go, I will retreat from you from now on! My family will also be grateful!" Wang Lie grabbed his shoulder, and the true qi in his body flowed out uncontrollably, Fang La's soul flew away, shouting, in a vain attempt to negotiate conditions with Wang Lie.

"It's useless for you to say that you break the sky, you have to die today. Wang Lie said coldly, the Northern Spiritual Skill was running at full strength, Fang La's internal force was not only draining, but even the essence and blood were being lost, and Fang La's hair was turning gray at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Wang Lie, if you kill me, the Fang family will not let you go, do you know the power of our family, and our family also has a master of perfection!"

"Threaten me, you think too much, kill you, I will go to the Immortal Changchun Valley to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, not long after, whether it is the Central Plains or the Immortal Changchun Valley, there will be no more existence of the Fang family, by the way, I forgot to tell you that Fang Wei is dead." Wang Lie said coldly.

Under the full operation of the Northern Spiritual Skill, Fang La's true qi became less and less, at first he also tried to attack Wang Lie for suction, but later, he no longer had the strength to resist, and he could watch all the internal force enter Wang Lie's body.

"Wang Lie, if you cultivate such an evil skill as the Northern Spiritual Skill, you will definitely not die well!" Fang La felt that the vitality was leaving his body little by little, and he stared at Wang Lie and cursed.

"I don't need to worry about you how to die, you can go in peace, people from the Fang family. Will be with you soon. Wang Lie's tone did not have the slightest wave. Although Fang La is also a historical celebrity in his memory. But Wang Lie has been here for so many years, and he has long been used to it, and killing a person will not cause any waves in his heart.

Seeing that Fang La had turned into a dried corpse, Wang Lie turned his head and looked at the remaining Ming Sect disciples, the one or two hundred Ming Sect disciples looked at Wang Lie one by one tremblingly, and retreated step by step. They watched a living person turn into a dry corpse, such fear is not something that words can describe, and they all regarded Wang Lie as a monster in their hearts, although there were still one or two hundred people, but no one dared to take the lead, Wang Lie took a step forward, and they took a step back.

"The raging fire burns my body, what joy is life, and what is the pain of death. Eliminate evil for good. For the sake of light, joy and sorrow. All to dust, and pity the world, and there are many sorrows. A Mingjiao disciple suddenly recited in a low voice, and as soon as he thought this, the surrounding Mingjiao disciples also followed suit.

With the recitation, the frightened expressions of those Mingjiao disciples calmed down, and Wang Lie was very amused, these people who believe in religion have indeed a good faith.

After chanting for a while, those Mingjiao disciples looked at Wang Lie, and one of the Mingjiao disciples shouted: "What joy is life, and what is the pain of death!" He shouted and swung his sword at Wang Lie, there was a leader, and the rest of the people also roared.

"Since life is pain, then I will send you liberation. Wang Lie said in a flat tone, he had just absorbed Fang La's internal force, and at this moment, his body was full of true qi, what was the difficulty in dealing with these Ming Sect disciples.

The fingers were connected, the Dao True Qi broke through the air, one after another Mingjiao disciples fell, Wang Lie walked leisurely and walked forward.

An hour later, Wang Lie returned to the beach along the same path, his gray monk's robe was the same as when he left, spotless, even though he had killed countless people, it was not stained with blood at all.

On the beach, to Wang Lie's surprise, there was still a battle going on.

When Wang Lie went to the island, the first thing to kill was the group of people on the beach, but then someone came, and those people did not meet Wang Lie, but met the backward Zhou Guanzhong.

Zhou Guanzhong carried an iron gun ashore, originally wanting to help Wang Lie, but when an enemy appeared, he didn't say a word and fought with a gun.

When Wang Lie returned to the beach, he saw Zhou Guanzhong and the four Ming Sect disciples fighting bloodily, and around them, three or four Ming Sect disciples had already fallen.

Wang Lie could see at a glance that Zhou Guanzhong's martial arts were at the peak of the first-class, and the martial arts of the four Ming Sect disciples were also first-class, although Zhou Guanzhong's martial arts were higher, but with one enemy and four, he was also at a loss, and not all of them had Wang Lie's ability.

Zhou Guanzhong's hair was scattered, his body was covered with bloodstains, and he didn't know whether it was his own or the enemy's, but he saw the spear in his hand formed a circle, or circle or pick, relying on the advantage of the long weapon to block the four people from his body, and he was inseparable from the four people for a while.

"Zhongping Gun, Wulang Stick Method, Jinluo Nawang Stick," Wang Lie muttered to himself, "The whole set of marksmanship is all born from Shaolin Kung Fu, I don't know who the master of this Zhou Guanzhong is, and if he can practice such a set of marksmanship, his qualifications are not bad." ”

Watching this week's Guanzhong fight with the four people, Wang Lie pointed out the heels and feet in his moves one by one, after all, this week's Guanzhong was brought by him, how could he not watch him die in the hands of the Mingjiao people, and he didn't make a move at this time, but he just wanted to see the real martial arts of this week's Guanzhong.

After looking at it for a while, I saw a Mingjiao disciple suddenly roll to the ground, and performed the Lying on the Ground knife technique, and suddenly reached Zhou Guanzhong's legs, Zhou Guanzhong's spear was about to be smashed, but the other three Mingjiao disciples were entangled with him, and the Mingjiao disciple who rolled down, waving a big knife, was about to cut Zhou Guanzhong's legs.

Zhou Guanzhong shouted, his toes were straight, his legs were as straight as a gun, and he kicked towards the disciple of the Ming Sect, and the disciple of the Ming Sect was cold and unaware that he had this move, and he blocked the knife, and when there was a sound, Zhou Guanzhong's toe kicked right on the side of the knife, and he stepped on the chest of the disciple of the Ming Sect with the blade.

The disciple of the Ming Sect spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were wide open, and he saw that he was not alive, Wang Lie nodded secretly, the strain in this week's crown was neat, and that kick was also very exciting.

Looking at this Zhou Guanzhong, Wang Lie felt that he was somewhat similar to Guo Tianxiong when he was young, he was also reckless, and he was also good at fighting, but this Zhou Guanzhong was much more powerful than Guo Tianxiong before he was cast under his door, Guo Tianxiong was still in the Cao Gang when he was doing the Eight King Kongs, but he was a second-rate master, and he didn't learn martial arts.

With one less person, Zhou Guanzhong has a lot easier to deal with the other three, although he is still at a disadvantage, but at least he is safe.

In this case, Wang Lie didn't bother to intervene, looking at the messy Baihua Island, he was still a little angry in his heart, but everyone was almost killed, and if he wanted to restore Baihua Island, he would have to work a lot of effort in the future.

With a flicker of his figure, Wang Lie had already left the beach and returned to the big boat, there were more than 20 Mingjiao disciples who had been abolished by Wang Lie on the big boat, and those people had life and death charms in their bodies, they neither dared to go to the island, nor did they dare to escape, they could only wait there in fear, seeing Wang Lie return safe and sound, no matter how stupid they were, they knew what was happening.

Kneeling on the ground, none of the more than 20 people dared to speak.

"All of you, get out of the boat and throw me all the corpses on the island into the sea. Wang Lie coldly commanded, "Also, I don't want to see any more traces of Mingjiao on the island, you know what to do." ”

"Yes, yes!" the Ming Sect disciples nodded their heads again and again, scrambling to climb down from the big boat, stepping on the sea and running towards the island. They are really afraid, there are hundreds of people on the island, and it has only been half a day, can they kill all of this one person?

They can't wait to stay away from Wang Lie now, a devil who has slaughtered hundreds of people, can they not be afraid?

Wang Lie stood on the bow of the boat with his hands, watching those Mingjiao disciples start to clean up the corpses, although they have no martial arts, but they are strong and strong, and their work is still very neat, except for the one where Zhou Guanzhong is still fighting, after a while, the corpses on the beach are thrown into the seawater, a wave rolls in, and they are washed clean, and then they run towards the island, lest the work is not good, Wang Lie will kill them too.

Wang Lie looked at it with some sadness, that Zhou Guanzhong had not yet solved the battle, he was a little impatient, he was too lazy to continue watching, sat down cross-legged, and began to continue to exercise, once again absorbing the internal force of a congenital high-level master, he can use these internal forces to recover the injury, this time it should be able to recover the injury to four, restore to forty, and then enter the Immortal Changchun Valley, basically be able to deal with all the changes, after all, the innate perfection master of the Immortal Changchun Valley, three of them were sent into the spatial crack by him, and the remaining Lin Lang, I am afraid that he will not participate in this kind of dispute。

Wang Liebei's Spiritual Skill ran for a few weeks, and when he heard a somewhat heavy voice falling on the deck, he didn't need to open his eyes to know that Zhou Guanzhong had returned.

"It took two quarters of an hour longer than I thought, and you're good at marksmanship, but you're still not at home. Wang Lie closed his eyes and said.

"I'm afraid that my little martial arts will not be able to enter the eyes of the prince. Zhou Guanzhong said with a wry smile, after he killed the three opponents desperately, he saw with his own eyes those Ming Sect disciples who had no martial arts carried out one corpse after another, he only killed six or seven people, and he had already lost half his life, and the people who killed all the people on an island were not damaged at all, and the gap in martial arts was clear at a glance.

"Your martial arts come from the Shaolin lineage, let me ask you, your master, which senior monk of Shaolin Temple is you?" Wang Lie asked.

Zhou Guanzhong is not surprised that Wang Lie can see the origin of his martial arts, Shaolin martial arts are famous all over the world, and most masters can recognize Shaolin martial arts, and this Wang Lie's martial arts are so high that he could not imagine before.

"The martial arts under the family are family traditions, not learned from Shaolin, my father is a lay disciple of Shaolin, and my master is a shipwreck. Zhou Guanzhong said, did not hide the origin.

Wang Lie opened his eyes and glanced at him, seeing that he had a frank face, obviously not lying, and said: "It turned out to be a shipwrecked apprentice, I and your ancestor are also old acquaintances, since they are old people, they are not outsiders, what trouble do you encounter and need to be committed to being a boatman, I will solve it for you." (To be continued......)

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