Chapter 411

However, Hong Yu is a famous teacher after all. His grandfather is the ancestor of the killer organization. He has excellent fighting skills. He is a great man at the master level. Of course, Hong Yu's killing skills are also very strong.

Therefore, after being flustered by the wasted fist at first, he soon stabilized his position, responded one by one with fierce and accurate small moves, and finally pulled the situation back slowly.

He held a dagger in one hand and a soft whip in the other, which was quite difficult to deal with, so gradually, the waste was suppressed by him.

On the wasted face, there was finally a look of panic, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

Seeing such a scene, Hong Yu was really happy and proud. He couldn't help laughing and shouting: "ha ha, you also have today. In a moment, I will make you unable to survive or die!"

"Hiss!" While talking, the whip in his hand had rolled up a piece of clothes on the back of the wasted, so that the skin behind the wasted could see a little blood stain.

"Ah!"

Wasted eating pain, suddenly a scream, and then pale, as if in panic, back away.

Look at this pose, it's clear that you want to run.

Seeing such a scene, Hong Yu smiled even more elated: "Hey, hey, look where you're going!"

With that, his wrist shook slightly, and the whip circled to the waste, and sealed the retreat of the waste from the rear.

This time, it came with a fierce momentum. The wasted expression was more and more confused and frightened, but the body couldn't help rushing to Hongyu.

Hong Yu's face was scarlet and smiled darkly: "go to hell!"

The dagger in his hand scratched a cold light in the night, and with the sound of hissing through the air, it stabbed into the wasted chest.

This time, the momentum was fierce and several times better than before. It was obviously his secret killing move.

When he saw it in vain, his face changed rapidly, as if he had been desperate, and he shouted in his mouth, "don't kill me!"

Perhaps it was because he was so afraid that he put away the Vajra subduing pestle.

Seeing this, Hong Yu's smile was even colder, and the dagger stabbed in his hand was particularly fast and deadly.

However, he was so proud that he didn't see that the corners of his wasted mouth had been gently provoked and outlined a strange smile.

I saw that I didn't know whether it was because I was too flustered or too afraid. I stretched my fists to the front and wanted to push away the stabbing dagger.

Hong Yu smiled. In his heart, there was a sneer of contempt and disdain.

Moreover, in this disdain and disdain, there is also a kind of complacency that is difficult to hide.

In the killer organization, even sent two waves of people, who were killed by the man in front of him. It was Qian Yide, and Qian Lao also knew his way, but as soon as he came out, he immediately killed him. Ha ha, he is the real king of killers!

The real genius in the killer organization!

Unfortunately, it was too early for him to be happy.

A bright light reflected in his eyes, but fixed his elated expression there for an instant.

Then, I saw that a thin flame that seemed to be extinguished at any time lit up instantly from the wasted fingertips of both hands, and then in the blink of an eye, it had fused with each other to form a big fireball.

Then the ball of fire, which had just formed, flew towards him as if it had been held and had eyes.

"What is this?"

Hong Yu was confused. He couldn't believe it. How could people's fingertips make a fire out of thin air? This is desperate, not magic. What's the situation?

However, there was an idea that suddenly sounded from his brain. It was the secret that his grandfather had told him.

"Yu'er, you know, although your cultivation is strong now, there are still more powerful people in the world. They can do magic. You can always imagine how strong that magic is!"

When Hong Yu heard this, he thought that grandpa was afraid that he was too proud, so he deliberately said something to stimulate him, but today, he saw it with his own eyes.

Moreover, it appears in the hand of his opponent and is shooting at himself.

The blazing flame seemed to tear everything apart and burn himself to ashes in the next moment, but he seemed to be crazy and didn't know how to hide.

In fact, the fire was very big, and he was close to the waste. He wanted to hide, but he really couldn't escape.

Moreover, the futility began to show weakness first. When Hong Yu underestimated the enemy, he then highlighted strange moves, which made Hong Yu have no time to avoid.

So, subconsciously, he turned the stabbed dagger into a split in the air and slammed it at the fireball.

However, at the moment when the dagger he cut out just came into contact with the flame, he heard a sneer from the wasted mouth. This voice, with endless ridicule, made his heart cold, and his heart fell to the bottom of the valley in an instant.

"Bang!" However, the dagger he cut out still hit the flame without stopping, and then he heard a loud dull noise.

Then, the originally raging flame, a fireball the size of a volleyball, suddenly exploded.

It broke into countless sparks and sputtered around, and most of them directly shot at him.

Even a fool knows that there are too many sparks. There is no way to stop them. He can only avoid them. So Hong Yu hurried under his feet and stepped back.

But his reaction, after all, was too late, and the flame of the stars, splashed out too fast, had splashed on him.

A burst of heart piercing pain wrapped him in an instant, like endless burning, like the helplessness of bath fire, which made him cry out in pain.

"Ah..."

Such as the wounded and dying beast, it seems that he can't bear the sharp pain, which makes Hong Yu feel powerless and unspeakable fear, and makes his body tremble for it.

On the body, the flame of the star did not go out, but burned with a spark.

He could no longer care about his image. He rolled directly to the ground and wanted to extinguish the flame by rolling.

But strangely, the flame didn't know what it was, and then it was difficult to extinguish.

He was burning stubbornly, and bursts of meat fragrance came to his nostrils.

"Xiao Yu!"

Just when he thought he was going to die, a voice suddenly sounded behind him, and then the old figure of Qian Yi quickly swept over.

When he saw the money coming, he frowned slightly. There was another fireball in the palm of his hand. He bounced between his fingers and shot it at Hong Yu.

Because he knows the truth that it's better to break one finger than to hurt ten fingers. Therefore, he will kill Hongyu first!

However, Qian Yide's strength was beyond his expectation. Just when the fireball he ejected was about to hit Hong Yu, Qian Yide had arrived in front of Hong Yu.

He had to be angry and clapped his hand violently, which directly defeated the fireball of waste.

Then he slapped again, but the wind whistled and extinguished the flame on Hong Yu.

But after all this, he did not dare to stop. He directly picked up Hong Yu and rushed away to the outside.

However, his body suddenly shook when he just grabbed it. It seemed that the just action also consumed his great strength. At the moment, he was overwhelmed by running away with Hong Yu.

A mouthful of blood splashed out heavily, but he ignored it completely. In a hurry, he caught Hong Yu and went away.

Behind them, until they walked away and wasted their time, they took a long sigh of relief and squatted heavily to the ground.

Pale and sweating.

In fact, he has just released two fireballs in a row, and he has reached the end of a powerful crossbow. If it is easy for money to save people, just give him a sword gently and you can kill him.

With a wry smile, he sighed softly: "this time, it's really a little big. However, I'm afraid it's not easy for those two guys?"