Thunder Martial

“Ha ha!” The brother's body was right next to him, but at this moment Wang Xiong laughed instead of being angry.

“Is that funny?” Zixuan looked at Wang Xiong.

“Of course it's funny, now that your true qi has run out, I see what you are dealing with me, what an idiot boy. What can you do if you understand thunder fingers? Without your true qi, you are a toothless tiger.” Wang Xiong smiled and was really ready to do it this time.

“When I saw you, I thought of someone.” The corner of the purple mouth is covered with irony, "Zhao Chan, just like you, despite the death and life of his brothers, all for his own sake. ”

“You just had the chance to save their lives, but you didn't. You just wanted to empty my temper, disregard your brother's life, to kill me. People like you are scum in the world.” Cold and cold.

“Humph, asshole brother, it's just the same door, they can consume your true temper before they die, it's kind of a good thing.” Wang Xiong snorted coldly and did not mean any anger at the purple sarcasm.

“Man's reckoning is worse than heaven's. Today I will let you know that even if your reckoning is unbroken, you will still die today. ”

“boast shamelessly and suffer death. ”

Wang Xiong rushed toward Zizheng, and the second-rate battle skill of Kaiyama unfolded, like a handle of Kaiyama blade, toward Zizheng continuous chopping.

“Peng.”

Without the purple qi, only fist, the fierce fist impacted towards the mountain blade, making a fluttering sound.

At one time, Purple's body was blown out, and both fists were slightly numb.

The physique of the Grade 8 Wesen beast is slightly at a disadvantage to the true qi of the top eight peaks.

“Ha ha, shamelessly, today is your day of death.” Wang Xiong laughed and struck again.

“Pong!” “Pong!” “Pong! ”

Beneath this waterfall, two people fought for their lives and their deaths. You came and went to me. Wang Xiong's attacks were unusually intense. Each hit was a fatal blow. He sprayed fire in his eyes and tried to kill Zixuan.

Purple seemed a lot smoother, see the trick, see the needle in the stitches, when there was a chance to attack, give Wang Xiong an old fist or two.

Time passes in battle.

Wang Xiong, smiling and confident, his face gradually changed, first became coarse, then unbelievable.

“Impossible. Why are you so strong?” Wang Xiongxiao shouted and struck purple, leaving only a shallow mouth on each other.

“Peng.”

Wang Xiong's blow hit the purple shoulder, but the imaginary bone breaking sound, did not appear, purple body strong and terrible, immediately after purple carried the blow, he punched an old fist, punched Wang Xiong back out.

“Your temper is running out, isn't it?” Purple smile, sweat dripping around, blue clothes are also wet by sweat.

“You... I see how strong you are.” Wang Xiong also insisted on biting his teeth, and the two fought hard together again.

A long time later, Wang Xiong's true Qi consumed the sky. He gasped heavily and couldn't fight anymore.

And the whole purple people, as if they had been caught out of the water, the energy drained around them reached a limit.

“Ha ha, Purple, now you're dead.” When Wang Xiong laughed and pulled a dagger out of his back, he had to stab it in the heart of Zixuan.

But in the moment, he suddenly felt a dangerous smell from the purple body, only to see that he was still weak to the extreme, no longer powerful purple, but at this moment, he became radiant, and his eyes were bright.

“I saw you die.” Purple stood up, sounded bright, full of air, where there was a weakness.

After that, Zixuan went to Wang Xiong.

“This... this is impossible, you... you're a monster.” Wang Xiong, holding a dagger, finally had a fright in his eyes. He saw the purple dagger coming and waving with weakness, suddenly stabbing towards the purple heart.

“Pfft.”

The dagger entered the chest and the blood bled out instantly. When the dagger pulled out, a ray of blood burst out of the heart.

“Humph, it's useless, it's just a limit, you can't stand it.” Purple grinned and threw the snatched dagger aside. Then, despite the blood stained around him, he grasped at each other.

“Shit, at the top of the eighth floor, you're so poor, you don't even have a real chipmunk.” After a moment of fruitlessness, Purple was utterly frustrated and later took Wang Xiong's token.

Just see the token, a five-word word, appear there.

“There are only five contribution points at the top of the eighth level, Wang Xiong, you are really weak.” Purple shook his head and his eyes were full of desecration.

Zixuan doesn't know, Wang Xiong's contribution points are all exchanged for Wang Feng.

After that, Purple scratched two more people, gained a few back Qi Dan, and then gained 11 points of contribution, which was a good harvest.

After brushing away all the points of contribution, Purple saw a twenty-nine number on his token.

“Twenty-nine contribution points, plus a little, will redeem fifteen real Qi Dan.” Zijuan was very satisfied with the harvest.

.......

By the hill, by the lake, the old man with the gourd, the fishing rod, appeared here.

Drinking and fishing, very leisurely.

“Uncle, how was your day?” Ziqian returned from the depths and the blood stains on her clothes had been washed away.

“Brother, you haven't left yet.” The old man sees purple, but his cloudy eyes are bright.

“No, leave tomorrow to return to the sect.” Zijuan smiled softly, walking to the old man and finding that there was no fish in the basket, Zijuan jumped into the lake in his clothes.

“Uncle, you can't catch fish fast.” Zijuan went into the water, and Marie grabbed a fish and swimmed to the shore and put it in the bamboo tower.

In a moment, there were seven or eight big fish in the bamboo tower.

“Brother, what are you doing, old man? I can't eat so many fish either? ”

“Uncle, I can't take it home to feed, I'll go back to the sect tomorrow. There are beasts in this mountain forest, you better be careful, grab some more, save yourself some food, I'll come back later.” Purple grabbed two more fish.

By the campfire, the purple clams sat with the old man, eating the roasted fish and chatting, still a previous matter, the two seemed to have spoken many times.

He told the old man about what happened in the sect, even the shit, and the old man told him some interesting things.

Hearing the fun, the two laughed hahahaha.

There is a lot of wine in the gourd, the purple one sips with the old man, while drinking and talking, because of the invincibility, soon the purple one gets drunk.

“Boy, that's good.” Watching the purple sleeping beside the campfire, the old man had a glimmer of appreciation in his eyes, then walked to the lake, poured out the fish in the bamboo basket, took the empty bamboo basket and fishing rod, carried the wine gourd and walked towards the bottom of the mountain.

Slow, but resolute.

In the early morning of the next day, Purple sober up and feeling a little headache.

“Oops, I drank too much yesterday, this wine is really not good.” Purple rubbed his head constantly and suddenly realized what seemed to be missing next to him.

“Old man?” Purple woke up and yesterday he said he was sending his uncle home.

“Did Uncle go back, don't know if he went back during the day or at night? No, I have to go see if anything happened.” Zijuan walked down the hill and saw a thatched house far away with a bamboo basket hanging outside.

“Well, I guess it's time to go back to the sect.” Zijuan let go of his heart and turned his head in the direction of the sect.

......

Spiritual Martial Arts, the matter of purple, has been spread.

Brother Wang Xiong found the trace of Zixiang, and has personally taken people there. The life and death of Zixiang was destined by the time Wang Xiong left the sect.

After Lin Xue heard this news, the face of the flower was discolored and he hurried to find Su Mengyao, but instead he shook his head helplessly, saying that there was no way.

Because she doesn't know where Zijuan is.

Lin Xue returned frustrated and, unconsciously, went outside the sect, then saw Wang Meng.

Wang Mao stood in the distance, seemed to be waiting for something.

“Humph." Lin Xue groaned furiously. Wang must have been waiting for Wang Xiong, so Lin Xue waited on the other side, waiting for Zixuan to return.

A moment later, Miao Sky also got the news, compared to Lin Xue's heavy face, Miao Sky was much calmer.

“Purple or your friend, aren't you in a hurry?” Lin Xue, anxious, couldn't help complaining.

Miao Sky smiled and said: “Of course, it's urgent, but it doesn't have to show up on your face. When Zijuan returned that day, he should have predicted this scene, but he still chose to come back, so this step was his choice to face, and haste was useless. ”

“Hmm, I don't think you care about him. You're not friends. I've heard about Zhao Chan before, you're just like Zhao Chan.” Lin Xue's words are not welcome.

Mysterious Sky was not angry, but rather happy to see, just smiled.

“Well, let me get this straight, go, you're not his friend, you go.” Lin Xue wants to get rid of Miao Kung.

Miao Sky's smile turned into a bitter smile. In the face of Lin Xue, the only thing he could say was: “Well, I'm also worried about purple. It's just that I look at his life, he doesn't look like a short-lived person, so I believe he can come back. ”

“Pfft." Lin Xue sipped lightly. "Thanks to you, you're a monk, and you still believe in nonsense. ”

Though I don't believe it, Lin Xue's heart is very popular. Think about it carefully. Purple Xue's lifestyle doesn't really seem to be a short-lived likeness, although Lin Xue doesn't even know what it is.

The sky shrugged and smiled lightly.

“Zijuan will definitely die this time. Don't dream about it. My brother took Linchuan and others with him. Even if he has ten lives, he will die.” In the distance, Wang overheard the two chattering and couldn't bear to strike.

“Bullshit, I see your brother is dead.” Lin Xue was angry.

“Ha ha..." Wang smiled furiously and looked at Lin Xue in anger. "In Lingwuzong, who can kill my brother, a purple one in the district, he gave my brother shoes not worthy. Do you believe that when you say Purple Kill my brother? ”

“Ugh!” Lin Xue was overwhelmed by Wang, unable to speak. She thought that Zi Xue could survive, but also held the idea that Wang Xiong would not find her.

“Ha ha, you don't even believe it yourself. Who do you think would believe it?” Wang Zheng laughed loudly and smiled happily. In the laughter, he disappeared because of the haze generated by Lin Mei's words before he died.

Yet at this moment, a familiar and faint voice sounds, "Why don't you believe, it's no surprise to know the great thousand worlds. ”