Lord Futian

"Master Heipao is dead? No, this is impossible!"

On the cliff, Gu Chengmu had long been dumbfounded. Ever since Li Qingniu slapped the five-star black robe with a slap in the air, he had been stunned in the same place and hadn't changed his mind for a long time. Gu Chengmu was going crazy, and it took him a very heavy price before he reluctantly asked the black robe to take action.

But now...

The black robe was dead, and was slapped to death like an annoying fly.

God, where did Gu Ruoqing get the freak?

With such strength, how can someone who is at least an eight-star or even a nine-star be willing to appear in a small caravan?

Gu Chengmu couldn't imagine.

But now, Gu Chengmu really doesn't have the time to consider those in his heart.

The Gu family elder, who was still swearing when he came, had a gray face, his black robe died, and a mysterious young man who could easily kill a five-star warrior stood by Gu Ruoqing's side. It was Gu Chengmu who was thinking about slipping, and it was also freezing cold at this time.

Gu Chengmu staggered and fell from the high cliff, almost to pieces.

The battle ended sooner than expected.

Those who were invited by Gu Chengmu to act as bandits were just some strong bodyguards. Now even the five-star warriors have been slapped to death. In the face of such absolute strength, the morale blow is tremendous. Coupled with the fact that Gu Chengmu, the elder of the Gu family, fell off the cliff and broke his bones, the robbers naturally rushed away.

And another four-star warrior, Li Hanyang, who was rebellious, saw that the situation was not good, and he had already escaped.

Aftermath.

Everyone cheered.

According to Guanshi Zhao's meaning, it was to pass through the front line of the sky as soon as possible, as long as it reached the gate of the deserted city of Qingyang, something similar to this would not happen.

However, as the owner of the Gu's caravan, Gu Ruoqing still rejected Zhao Fan's kindness and made a decision to make temporary repairs.

I have to count, the destructive power of the warrior is too amazing. Although Chen Qingniu prevented the Black Robe Five Stars from surfing the Internet, even the aftermath of the battle between Wu Shuangjie and Li Hanyang still caused more than a dozen lives in the caravan.

At night, Huo Miao Miao.

In the center of the caravan, two figures were sitting there, and no one dared to approach them within a hundred meters.

Because there is the place where Wu Shuangjie and Li Qingniu, the warriors of the caravan, are located. Li Qingniu casually slapped the five-star warrior to death and was seen by everyone. At this moment, no one in the caravan dared to talk to him. In the eyes of the caravan, Li Qingniu is a powerful warrior that even Master Wu can’t match. Naturally, no one dares. Laughing like Master Qin with the handlebar style before.

At this moment, Li Qingniu stared at the spring fire, the pulsating and swaying flame made him miss Xiaoman Village a bit.

"Brother Li, you are really silent. You are a blockbuster. Originally, my old martial artist was ready to die, but I didn't expect a five-star, that is a special five-star martial arts fighter, to be shot by Brother Li. Death, you are so strong." Wu Shuangjie laughed.

He took a sip of old wine, and even at this time in today's battle, he still looked scared, and his memory was still fresh.

He had personally received a blow from a black robe warrior, and the opponent's strength was simply unfathomable. He was definitely not a match for him. If Li Qingniu beside him hadn't taken the shot, even if Wu Shuangjie had his own speed, he would have fallen here, and would never be able to escape.

Thinking of this, Wu Shuangjie still sighed.

He stared at Li Qingniu for a long time, but he couldn't imagine that the seemingly thin young man beside him would have such a terrifying strength. He patted the five-star warrior like a fly. It was because he had always refused to convince people. Make a word of service in capitals.

"Don't say that, I am actually very weak."

Li Qingniu stared at Spring Fire, and when Wu Shuangjie spoke, he turned his head and said seriously.

Very weak?

Puff!

Wu Shuangjie spit out the old wine directly, and he felt a little dumbfounded.

Even a five-star warrior can shoot to death casually?

This is also called weak?

What can he be?

Thinking of him, Wu Shuangjie was obsessed with martial arts, and he was given the nickname of a lunatic when he practiced martial arts, but even so, he was only four stars. The four-star warrior, Wu Shuangjie in the deserted city of Qingyang is also a strong man with a surname among the warriors, and he is respected.

But now, a mysterious young man who can kill a five-star warrior like a chicken slaughter even keeps saying that he is weak?

Wu Shuangjie can guarantee that this joke is not funny at all.

"Haha, the sun is pretty good today, haha, brother Li is too Qian."

Wu Shuangjie played haha.

"I'm really weak, very weak. You can't beat me, that only means that you are weaker."

"The deaf mother said that I have to become stronger, but I grew up in the village and I don't know how to become stronger."

Li Qingniu looked at Wu Shuangjie with a wonderful expression, and said very solemnly, with a very serious expression.

Of course he is very weak. Although he is now much stronger than he was many years ago, he is still very weak. Otherwise, why can't you walk into the sky full of red snow, and can only watch the deaf mother, the villagers of Xiaoman Village are seriously injured and vomiting blood and helpless?

Otherwise, how could he only tremble under the shadow of the person in the red snow and lightning?

Li Qingniu spoke very seriously, too serious to refute. If someone else said so solemnly in front of Wu Shuangjie, Wu Shuangjie would have beaten him with an old fist long ago, but Li Qingniu had a sincere expression on his face, and his expression made him speechless.

"I can’t understand, Brother Li, you’re not weak at all. But if you don’t think so, my old martial artist can’t do anything. As for wanting to be stronger? Haha, which martial artist doesn’t want to be stronger, but my old martial artist can give You point a way." Wu Shuangjie curled his lips and smiled.

"what?"

Li Qingniu turned his head.

"Martial Spirit, if Lao Wu is right, you should not have awakened Martial Spirit. Although I don't know how you have such a terrifying combat power, there is no Martial Spirit aura flowing in your body. If you want to If you want to become stronger, you might as well take a look at the Wuhun Wuyuan in Qingyang Desolate City. I have no other skills, but I am a four-star martial artist. If you are willing, Lao Wu will naturally be happy to be your guarantor."

Wu Shuangjie said, his hand shook, and an extremely sharp golden light shot from between his fingers, as if it were a sharp blade.

"Brother Li, this is the power of my martial arts, called King Kong. My martial arts can be embodied, and no matter what kind of weapon it is, it can turn its mind and heart. It can also be attached to weapons, causing great Lethality."

As Wu Shuangjie said, his eyebrows inevitably got a little glamorous.

The power of King Kong's martial arts is what he has always been quite proud of. Only with King Kong's martial arts can Wu Shuangjie achieve a great reputation in the four-star martial arts realm. If one day he can cross the martial arts realm and become a star powerhouse, then King Kong will undergo a qualitative change again.

This is Wuhun.

"This is Wuhun? How do you feel that I have seen it before? But it's very weak."

A bright color flashed in Li Qingniu's eyes, and he reached out and grabbed Wu Shuangjie's vajra bursting out of his fingertips, and gently smashed it.

Click.

There was a sound like glass shattering.

Wu Shuangjie was boasting endlessly. He thought that the proud King Kong Martial Spirit was crushed directly by Li Qingniu.

The shocked Wu Shuangjie almost sat on the ground.

This is still human.

Wu Shuangjie was almost crying, he proudly boasted that the King Kong was invincible at the moment, and was crushed to pieces in the next second.

Knowing that you are a monster, don’t you bring such a blow to people?

Wu Shuangjie's expression turned bitter, his old face flushed with embarrassment.

Simply, Wu Shuangjie's embarrassment didn't last long, just when he wanted to find a seam to get in. A scent of fragrant wind floated behind the two of them, and Li Qingniu looked back and saw Gu Ruoqing clutching the skirt, looking at her curiously.

I have to say that Gu Ruoqing was really surprised.

Escape from the dead in the day

"Mr. Lee,"