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Wei Wuwei stared coldly at the four.

If usually, these incompetent guys are simply not qualified to stand in front of themselves, let alone to talk to themselves, how can they get them to yell at themselves? It is really unkind and terrible!

The four youths were stared at him, not only not afraid, but even more angry.

The young man with a narrow face like a horse stepped forward and raised his chest: "Boy, do you want to do it?"

He hadn't looked at Wei Wuwei's prestige, he could not wait to give Wei Wuwei a slap and break his pretense.

Wei Fearless frowned, just staring at him.

He felt that if he took a shot, he would lower his identity in vain, and he would dirty his own hands with such a small person who could not be regarded as a master in the world, and really did not want to ignore them.

He suddenly smiled, shook his head and turned, trying to return to his desk.

"Want to leave?" Ma face youth stretched out his hand to put on Wei Wuwei's shoulders and wanted to pull over: "Want to leave without saying clearly?"

"Presumptuous!" Wei fearlessly drank, turned his head and waved a hand.

"Slap!" The clear slap sounded, and the horse-faced youth flew up in place, turning around three times in the air.

"Bang!" The chair was crushed to pieces by him.

Wei Wuwei's eyebrows were locked tightly, and he looked at the horse-faced youth in disgust, snorting coldly.

Any cat and dog dare to pat their shoulders and reach out to themselves.

"Do you dare to do it in the city!" The other three youths cried out.

They also felt Wei ’s fearlessness, but they were determined and fearless. They were all people in Qingshan City and did not leave the city at ordinary times, so they were not afraid of the martial arts masters in the city, and even had the opportunity to deliberately provoked them .

Because of the reputation of the Renguo Government, the martial arts masters who entered Qingshan City obeyed the rules of the Renguo government and were afraid to act in the Qingshan city, especially not to the ordinary people. Otherwise, the Renguo government would pursue it to death. Endlessly.

Wei Wuwei glanced coldly at the three: "Shut up!"

The three closed their mouths and stared at him in surprise, and then looked at the youth on the ground.

The horse face youth's mouth was bruised and spit out blood, and three teeth were caught in the blood.

Seeing the teeth in a pool of blood, half of his face was numb and unconscious, and the horse-faced youth suddenly burst into flames. There was no other thought in his mind. He had to kill only this guy!

"Don't you!" Ma face youth turned up and drew his sword to Wei fearless.

Wei Wuwei's eyebrows frowned, and he gave a light palm.

The sword broke from the horse's face and the young man's palm shot into the roof. The hilt of the sword trembled, like a winding snake digging in.

"Go!" Wei Wuwei glanced coldly at the four.

The three young men's faces changed slightly, and they were a little scared. It seemed that they encountered a deadly one.

The horse-faced youth had been filled with anger. The long sword did not let him calm down, but the anger was even better. Under the impulse, his body seemed to burn, and he desperately stepped forward to fan Wei Wei's face.

"Look for death!" Wei Wuwei was provoked, and such an ant-like guy even provoked himself several times, seemingly kind.

He snapped it suddenly.

Ma face youth suddenly froze, looking down at his chest, Wei Wuwei Bai Yu seemed to have hit his heart with his right palm.

A strange power shook the whole body, his heart hurt a little, and then the darkness poured in like a tide, and he suddenly fell down with his eyes widened, and died of anger.

"You dare to kill--!" The other three youths yelled, glaring at him angrily: "You are dead, dare to kill in Qingshan City, you must die!"

"Noisy!" Wei fearlessly frowned, flashing like a ghost, the three palms had been imprinted on the hearts of the three, and they all fell dead.

Wei fearlessly looked at the corpses of the four, showing a comfortable smile, and finally got out of this bad breath.

Originally I felt that it was necessary to act low-key in the coming season, so as not to provoke the masters of the gods, but the more tolerant, these humble guys became more mad and unbearable, and there is no need to bear anymore, the masters of the gods will not stare at themselves.

In the situation just now, even if you know that you will provoke a master of the gods, you have to do it. There is really no way to endure it!

People around were stunned and forgot to talk. I haven't seen this scene for years.

"Kill!" Someone yelled in response.

Immediately people screamed and the restaurant boiled.

Wei Wuwei frowned at the people around him, feeling inexplicable and fussed. It was not unusual for a few people to die in the restaurant. Anything to fuss about!

He glanced at the corpses of the four people. He wanted to nod his head, but he was too lazy to do it. He was so good at killing the celestial masters. For these humble guys, it was really not worth the effort. Even if he didn't die, it was not a big deal.

He turned back to his table, took the glass and took a sip.

The people around looked at him every move.

"Amitabha ..." In the mighty Buddha trumpet, a bald monk turned away from the crowd and came close, saying, "The little monk Faming has seen this donor, isn't the donor too hot?"

Wei Wuwei frowned at Faming.

Faming was thin and wore a gray monk robe dangling on his body, as if a child was wearing an adult's shirt. He shook his head and sighed, "This is hurtful by the donor, how can he kill anyone at will?"

"Noisy!" Wei fearlessly glanced at everyone, finally glanced at Faming, and said coldly: "Little monk, you have so much nosy, it's too long for you, shut up!"

Faming said: "Let ’s go to the National Palace to plead guilty. If you kill someone in Castle Peak, the National Palace will never forgive. You must kill the donor."

He stepped forward and explored the injuries of the four youths ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ With a somber expression, He Shi announced another Buddhist chant, and then began muttering the Buddhist scriptures, surpassing the souls of the four, and the chanting voice was clearly transmitted In everyone's ears.

Everyone heard such clear and peaceful chanting sounds, and their hearts followed the calm. Those who practiced martial arts knew that the Faming monk martial arts was very powerful, and it was by no means an ordinary figure.

"But the master of Daleiyin Temple?" Someone asked in a low voice.

Faming had his hands together, squinting and reclining the Buddhist scriptures without answering.

"It must be Daleiyin Temple." Someone said.

After hearing this Buddhist scripture, Wei Wuwei faintly felt that his blood was weak, as if he saw a natural enemy. The disciples of blood gods hated this kind of sound-killing technique most, and were able to restrain their blood cloak.

When he heard Faming's recitation, instead of being calm, he was murderous.

"Shut up!" Wei fearless frowned and said: "Reading the scriptures will let you go with them!"

Fa Ming was unheard of, but just bowed his head to recite the scriptures.

Wei Wuwei's anger slammed into his head.

When he entered Qingshan City, he was unsatisfactory everywhere, killing his heart, and he was used to respecting himself. He was fearful everywhere, and he was careful not to have any respect for him.

But the people in this Qingshan city paid no respect to him, instead they aimed everywhere, making him unable to bear anymore.

"Go to death!" Wei Wuwei patted to Faming with one palm.

Faming's sloppy panning was worthy of avoiding this palm.

It seemed that Wei Wuwei had failed in power, but accelerated again at the end, and seemed to have been pushed a bit, and finally hit Faming.

"Bang!" Faming's gray monk's robe suddenly bulged like a ball, hitting it hard, suddenly flew up, broke the window and flew out of the restaurant.

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