"Young man, are you good at Kung Fu? In that case, I'll give you a chance to catch some undertakers. "
Thousand hands Shura smiles and waves to the bodyguards who are disguised as merchants behind him, "you guys hurry up to me, what are you doing? Be careful, I'll report to the master of my family and directly punish you for your sins! "
These bodyguards also understood what thousand hands Shura meant.
He just wanted them to fight Wu Chen in the front, while he was waiting for an opportunity to release the concealed weapon in the rear.
They all know how fierce Wu Chen is. In this way, they will definitely suffer heavy casualties, and thousand hands Shura will not be attacked. On the contrary, they may kill Wu Chen. When the time comes, all the credit will be his!
Therefore, it is obvious that these people are not willing to take action for a while.
"What's the matter? You don't listen to me, do you? " Thousand hands Shura sneered.
After hearing the words of thousand hands Shura, those people rushed up. All of a sudden, they had a knife in their hands, which should have been hidden in their sleeves before, and they chopped at Wu Chen one after another.
"Oh, just in time!" Wu Chen is also angry. After all, his behavior is to let other people die, but these people have no way to refute him.
For a moment, Wu Chen's aversion to this thousand handed Shura became more intense. He really didn't imagine that someone would be so shameless!
In fact, even without his own cultivation, Wu Chen's Sabre technique is very good - after all, the devil is the devil, even if he has no cultivation, he can kill all these people.
Wu Chen didn't want to use his own skills at all. He raised his blade slightly and aimed at the guards who rushed up! He knew that this war was inevitable. If he didn't bring these people down, he would die faster.
For example, this thousand handed Shura felt a little weak when he used this method of consumption in wheel fight. After all, a person to deal with so many people, or need to spend a lot of physical strength!
The success or failure of a master's fighting is usually just a flash. Maybe the physical consumption of this point will affect the whole war situation.
Think of here, Wu Chen quickly knife. His Sabre technique is like a storm, continuous
Before these bodyguards could react, they were cut off their hamstrings by Wu Chen's blade, or their movement ability was limited, and they fell to the ground one after another.
After all, it's not easy for people like them to make money. Wu Chen also understands that he doesn't want to hurt their lives.
"I can't see. You have compassion." Thousand hands Shura laughed, "but you know what? There is an unwritten rule in the world of cultivation. If you are kind to other people or your enemies, you will die miserably. Do you understand? "
Then he took out the silver dagger.
"So people like you are not suitable to continue to live in the cultivation world. It happens that our positions are also different. I have ample reasons to kill you, and I will not feel guilty about it. "
Said, thousand hands Shura directly spread out his palm.
"Don't worry. I'll take your life with my best means. I won't make you feel aggrieved. Let me use the highest courtesy of our cultivation world to personally bury your life - this is also my strongest blow, maybe also the strongest blow in my life! "
"After all, not many people are worth it."
Wu Chen only felt that his breath had been completely pulled by the thousand hand Shura, and all his body parts seemed to be the next place for the thousand hand Shura to attack!
In other words, his whole person has been locked by him.
What is this terrible skill? Is it for concealed weapons?
Of course, none of these questions will lead to any results.
That silver white dagger in the palm of thousand hands Shura, hit a turn, and then with his smile, the dagger shot directly at Wu chenbiao!
In a flash——
In a flash, the brilliance can almost pierce people's hearts, making people amazing. It's also a wonderful enjoyment to die in this magic silver light.
In that kind of speed, Wu Chen, who was locked tightly, found that he really could not avoid it. It seems that this dagger will pierce the heart at any time, and pour the ferocious cold front with painstaking efforts!
Just when Wu Chen was in despair, a huge roar rang out in their ears——
Just listen to "bang", a burst bomb suddenly burst on Qianyu's shoulder and flew out his arm! Because of this, his practice suddenly stopped——
That seemingly contains the cause and effect of a knife in this accident happened a small deviation, close to Wu Chen's face gently wipe past, with a deep bloodstain.
It was xira who shot Wu Chen in time and forced him back from the hand of death!
"You..." thousand hands Shura stared at the box above in shock, even though he didn't realize that there were still living people here, so that he was successfully attacked by this unknown little character, and even lost an arm!
Who can bear it!
He roared angrily, maybe with pain, but also with astonishing anger - he Qianyu, a grand thousand hands Shura, would be hurt by this kind of bullet!
Sheila rushed down quickly, even ignored the sniper gun, directly picked up Wu Chen, like a quick cheetah, jumped down from the place more than ten stories high without hesitation!
The flying pieces of glass were like butterflies in front of their eyes, and Sheila didn't have any mind to pay attention to whether the pieces of glass cut his skin, with dripping blood.
He had only one mind - to leave this land of right and wrong.
"Put me down!"
Wu Chen stares at Sheila in surprise and finds that the two people are falling faster and faster. If they continue to do so, they may not jump out of a building to escape, but actually commit suicide!
Sheila didn't answer. A steel rope was shot out of his cuff. The iron claw was hooked on the building. After several times of borrowing, she began to slide steadily.
At this time, Wu Chen suddenly felt a cold light coming from behind them - it was the hidden weapon projected by Qianyu with all his strength!
No, it can't be said to be a concealed weapon. This is the standard poison arrow.
"Boss, be careful --"