"Hand over all the good things you cheated, and maybe save you a way out, otherwise, you can detonate the Sky Thunder Orb yourself, and wait until there are no bones left."
You have no regrets and said flatly.
"Wait a minute, where is my uncle, maybe he didn't catch up with you!"
Shui Mingyue asked a question that had been in his heart for a long time, but Shui Jing never came back, and there is still no news, so he was really anxious.
But no matter how anxious she was, Shui Mingyue never thought that this person in front of her could bring harm to her uncle. After all, the gap in realm between the two was like a moat, let alone Liu Fengzhu.
Xu Yi said, "He's dead. The one surnamed Liu and the one surnamed Shui didn't share the loot equally. They lost both sides in the battle, and they both died in the end."
"This, this is impossible!"
Shui Mingyue couldn't help trembling, but she faintly believed these words in her heart, indeed, the two went for the same thing, and there were always conflicts, the villain was pregnant with a treasure, but he was born in a low realm, the two were fighting for each other, it is not impossible to fight first! "
"Nonsense! How could Liu Shouzuo be so unwise, you bastard, don't try to confuse people with lies!"
Zhou Shirong stared at Xu Yi coldly, and shouted, "Sun Qiang, what are you waiting for, kill this person, make great contributions to the sect, and all three of your brothers can enter my High Heaven Pavilion!"
The chosen dead men were none other than members of the Tianshan School.
At this moment, two objects appeared in Xu Yi's hand, a red Sumeru Ring and a golden Sumeru Ring.
"uncle!"
Shui Mingyue let out a shrill cry, tears rolled down her eyes.
"Liu Shouzuo!"
Zhou Shirong was like a chick whose neck had been strangled.
"The one whose surname is Zhou, this Liangzi has been settled. My Shui family will not avenge this, and I swear I will not be a human being!"
Shui Mingyue stared at Zhou Shirong, and swore an oath on the spot.
No matter how clever he was, he would never have imagined that Xu Yi could kill two late-stage powerhouses at the same time in the state of body training.
Naturally, this account must be settled on Ling Xiaoge's head.
After all, he didn't lose his mind, and didn't fight Zhou Shirong at this time. The villain in front of him was the first target to kill. In addition, the hidden treasure on the villain's body, as well as the jade corpse in the pool of the thief, were all What needs to be missed, he can clearly distinguish the priority.
Zhou Shirong snorted coldly, not listening to Shui Mingyue's threat at all, and ordered Sun Qiang to attack again.
Seeing that Sun Qiang was about to arouse his true energy, at this moment, Xu Yi, who was in a panic, pulled one hand on the rope that bound the dragon, "Everyone, don't come over, whoever the fuck is coming over, when I get scared, my hand Swipe up and tear off this broken net, no wonder Lao Tzu!"
poof,
Zhou Shirong and Jun Wuhui spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time.
Threat, see threat again, endless threat!
They really didn't understand, how could they have to tie their hands and feet everywhere when facing this villain!
Now, there are dead soldiers, and it is useless.
A dead man can fight off the Sky Thunder Orb, but he can't fight off the almost indestructible thieves.
The shameless villain was going to get away with it again, Xue Zihan was so angry that mist formed in his eyes.
"Good boy, you are cunning enough to make the most of the situation, and even the old man is plotting against you. Forget it, the old man won't bother with you. Hurry up and tear this broken net, and the old man will clean up this group of people for you!"
The Taoist understood the situation and was very happy in his heart. The junior in front of him in the training period has a lot to borrow from himself, so it is not difficult to get out.
"The old boy is crazy!"
Xu Yi slapped the Taoist on the head hard, not necessarily hard, but it made the Taoist furious. He glared at Xu Yi viciously, his eyes wandering away from Xu Yi's neck.
"Fuck, you're still fucking dissatisfied!"
With a slap on the Taoist's face again, Xu Yi hated treachery so much, if this old boy honestly found a hole to bury himself, how could there be so many things today.
There is a saying that beating people does not slap people in the face. The Taoist has slept in a coffin for two hundred years, but his ghost has not been lost, and his personality is sound.
Two hundred years of hard work had allowed him to sweep through the Qi Sea Realm with his force. The Taoist was full of ambition and confidence, and Xu Yi slapped him.
The Taoist, on the other hand, was ashamed and furious, yelling, "Little thief, you will tie this old man up for the rest of your life, if you teach this old man to escape, you will be stripped of your skin and cramped, your bones will be thrown into ashes..."
Speaking of which, Taoist's current situation is very mysterious.
His body, using the method of biochemistry, has been warmed in Yinchi for two hundred years, and it is almost indestructible, and it is extremely tyrannical.
Yinhun, also in this extremely yin place, grows and nourishes, reaching a level that is difficult to achieve in the Qi Sea Realm.
With a strong body and a strong soul, the Taoist is indeed extremely powerful.
But this is powerful, but it has gone astray. From the very beginning, it has touched the ceiling of cultivation.
The reason is very simple. To put it bluntly, the Taoist at this moment is no longer a human being in the full sense. It is more appropriate to describe it as a zombie with a soul.
The body of a normal warrior can be continuously strengthened through practice, and can cooperate with the body's meridians to stimulate true energy.
However, the body of a Taoist has long been solidified, without meridians, without dantian, gathering yin and becoming strong, indeed indestructible and extremely powerful, but it can no longer stimulate true energy, let alone produce many abilities with the evolution of dantian.
Due to the death of the body, the six souls of the Taoist have been scattered. Although the ghost can control this body, it is still a sojourner, and it has never been able to perfectly fit with this body.
Fortunately, the body is tyrannical, and there is no danger of being killed. Therefore, although the Taoist is in the net, he is not afraid at all.
Shui Mingyue and the others were stunned, they really didn't understand why the two who were supposed to be together got into a fight again.
If it weren't for the Taoist's ferocity, everyone would have wished that the Taoist would break free from the fishing net!
But Xu Yi didn't care about others' scolding, and slapped his face twice, feeling a little more at ease, and stretched out his hand to grab the Wanhua cauldron on the Taoist's neck.
Unexpectedly, the Wanhua cauldron weighed more than a thousand catties, and it was impossible to hold it.
The Taoist sneered and said, "Hey, if you want to beat Daoist Qiufeng, you should be more tender, little thief, I advise you to untie Daoist quickly. There are a lot of Daoist adults in the previous incident, so just pretend it never happened..."
Unexpectedly, before finishing a sentence, there was a slap, and another slap was slapped on the face.
"Did the young master ask you to speak? Hurry up and let go of the restraint, lest the young master make a move and you won't be able to bear it!"
After Xu Yi said in a cold voice, with a thought, a black-painted wooden stick appeared in his hand.
Seeing this thing, Zhou Shirong couldn't help but took a step back, the unforgettable pain was simply unbearable for ordinary people.
"Little thief, I think you are courting death..."
In the eyes of Taoists, since everyone has nothing to do with others, they can't lose others with their mouths.
Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Xu Yi hit him on the head with a stick, and the Taoist let out a shrill scream, which even stirred up the clear water in the pool.
"Now you can hand over the cauldron!"
Xu Yi said with a smile, the black stick in his hand was raised high, shaking in front of the Taoist's eyes.
"This, what is this, what, what..."
The Taoist stared at the mourning stick in horror, his voice full of horror.