The Portal of Wonderland Chapter 42: Life and death

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As the Intermediate Houtian Warrior status of Jin Wuye, how can he be the same as a Practitioner?

Even though he was a little unwilling in his heart, he could only twist suddenly, like a willow leaf drifting back into the distance, and at the same time suddenly picked a golden short stick on the ground.

A bang.

The golden short stick turned into a blast of golden light, just hitting the center of the blade wheel.

I do n’t know what kind of material this golden short stick was made of, because the sun-moon blade, which is strong and abnormal, with cold iron added, bursts out instantly.

Shi Mu complexion changed a lot, his wrist shook, the thin iron chain rolled back, and he grabbed only half of the remaining blade.

At this moment, Jin Wuye, who had no worries, singled out again, and the other golden short stick also turned into a golden light to blaze away at Shi Mu. .

Shi Mu shook the remaining blade in his hands that he didn't even want, and suddenly the nine shadows came straight out.

Another loud noise!

After a slight tremor, Jinguang turned into a rebound of short stick form.

Shi Mu went back two steps with a snorting noise, and the residual blade in the hand was completely broken into pieces of already, and the entire arm drooped softly, seeming to be broken by the shock just now.

At this moment, Jin Wuye laughed and came close to the front. After the big sleeves flicked, a blood-red palm flashed to the head of Shi Mu and let him avoid it.

Shi Mu roared, and the arm that was still intact moved, hitting the **** hand with a punch.

"Haha, look for death!"

Gold Wuye saw this, but laughed loudly. When the body True Qi urged, the bright red palms originally sent out were even more red, and even a layer of rumbling red mist appeared on the palm surface.

When I saw that the fist was about to collide with the bright red hand, suddenly the Shi Mu fist was moved with five fingers, and a tricky foot long sharp dagger came out of nowhere. The backhand was slammed into the **** palm.

Grandpa Wu screamed, and his **** palms instantly caught Shi Mu's arm holding the dagger.

Shi Mu snorted, and the whole body flew out, hitting the two small trees behind him, and then fell heavily on a rock.

He "wow" spurted a mass of blood, and his body slid softly to the ground, unable to stand up for a while.

At this time, Jin Wuye looked at the sharp dagger running through the center of his palm and the rapidly fading blood color. complexion roared suddenly after a red and white:

"You actually scrapped my Blood Demon Palm, I must break all your bones by inch."

As soon as the words fell, he pulled out the dagger on his palm, and then quickly tapped several acupuncture points in his hand with his fingers. Then he walked toward Shi Mu with a terrible stride.

Shi Mu tolerated the severe pain in his arms, and looked up at the long-faced man who walked over. His face twitched twice, and a smile of self-deprecation was revealed.

Intermediate Houtian Warrior, it really is not his Practitioner can fight!

He just used the cover of the sun and moon blade when the broken blade burst, and secretly exchanged the hidden dagger in the handle into the other hand, and could n’t help hiding the ghost unconsciously in the sleeve, so that he could unexpectedly hit the opponent ’s palm. .

But the power of Blood Demon Palm is far beyond its expectations!

Once he had abolished the opponent's palm, he would immediately get close to the opponent's plan to launch a desperate attack, and all of them went bankrupt after he was blown away by Blood Demon Palm Yu Wei.

At this time, he didn't have any strength on his body, and his arms were broken into several pieces. already couldn't threaten the other party.

Shi Mu was thinking disheartenedly. Jin Wuye walked to the front of already and kicked out without saying a word.

A strange sound of "bang" came out.

It seems that Jin Wuye kicked a certain hard thing. Although he kicked Shi Mu three feet away, complexion was very pale, but the expected sternum fragmentation did not happen. .

"Hey, what else are you hiding?"

Gold Wuye snorted and walked over again.

"You want to kill Brother Shi, then kill me first."

At this moment, after another nearby rock, a graceful figure rushed out, and his arms spread out in front of Shi Mu.

It's Zhong Xiu who has been hiding nearby to watch the battle.

After seeing that Shi Mu is now too hard to get up, the woman finally rushed out, and the color of fear was not blocked in front of Jin Wuye.

"Ugly girl, if you say that, then I will complete you." Jin Wuye will not have the slightest kindness to a ugly girl, naturally, after a stern sentence, his figure flicked and slapped towards him. The girl's face.

With his deep Intermediate Houtian Warrior True Qi, even if Blood Demon Palm is not used, this blow is enough for the girl to die on the spot.

"Stop"

When Shi Mu sees this, complexion changes loudly, and at the same time, he will forcefully stand up when he twists his body, but Fang gets up halfway and falls down to the ground again with a puff.

Seeing this, Jin Wuye was completely relieved, and his five fingers slightly bowed, adding a few points to True Qi.

Although Zhong Xiu had long been planning to abandon this body, he saw that his palm was pressed like a hill, but complexion closed both eyes in vain. But at this moment, the girl suddenly became full of heat and couldn't help but talk, and the scream of ear-piercing burst out suddenly.

A bang.

In the scream, Jin Wuye ’s chest seemed to be hit positively by some kind of invisible force. After a depression, his body flew backwards instantly, and after three or four heels, he fell. Zhong Xuan stood up again.

"The power of the bloodline! You are also the bloodline!"

As soon as Jin Wuye raised his head, he spit out blood, and then stared at the girl with a dead fish-like eye, shouting in exasperation.

With his experience, I can see at a glance that the girl in front of me is not only a bloodline, but the level of the bloodline he stimulates is definitely not low.

This made him hesitate even if he was in a rage.

But the next moment, after thinking of the tragic death of Jin Tian and his blood-burning gong that he had broken through for more than ten years, in the eye flashed again fiercely, and said nothing to the girl again.

At this time, Zhong Xiu's screaming already came to an abrupt end, reopening eyes a little dazedly, it seems that he didn't know what happened.

"Why, do you want to kill Third Grade Bloodline people who have seen Daqi for thousands of years? If so, I can only send you on the road first."

Suddenly, a cold female voice sounded.

The figure in front of Zhong Xiu flashed, and a woman with White Cloak flashed out like a ghost, but she threw a slender jade hand up in a rush.

A poof.

A lot of white cold air came out in one roll, instantly transforming Jin Wuye into a crystal clear Ice Sculpture.