Chapter 87 Take it easy

The figure fell to the ground like a feather, and there was no sound.

The silent forest is an ancient site with magical power, but it does not mean that the forest cannot make a sound. In fact, a short sound can be generated within a certain range, but the other party's thin figure falls to the ground without a sound, like a shadow falling.

Wu Pengwei's pupils tightened slightly.

"Kid, you are very powerful. You killed my two brothers. I thought that with your strength, you would at least be seriously injured, but I didn't expect that you were not damaged at all. On the contrary, my two brothers disappeared one after another. Very good. I still underestimated you. This vast quiet forest contains one of the twenty-eight ancestors of the former Maha Sect. The remaining power of the dark night Buddha Binaro, I didn't expect you to use it. It's very good, very good. The sound of the silver flute is very low and stable, as if there is no emotional fluctuation.

Wu Pengwei listened quietly and took out a set of clean clothes from the universe bag and put them on. Long before he came here, he expected that there would be a fierce battle of life and death, and the journey would not be easy, so he prepared some clothes to change early.

He changed his clothes neatly, put his hands behind him, and looked at the life-threatening silver flute in front of him faintly.

"I don't know what you're talking about, such as the twenty-eight ancestors of Maha Sect, but I did kill your two brothers and ordered the silver flute. I know you are the first master of the Chitian branch of Wanzhen Pavilion and the first of the three sacrificial wine. You and I must be born and killed. There is nothing to say, but..." Wu Pengwei smiled faintly, and his body was fierce, bringing out a shadow, and then hit a big tree fiercely.

"Boom............"

The big tree is smashed in the air,

A strong force of qi and blood swept hundreds of meters like a storm. All the dead giant trees collapsed in an instant, turning into a pile of ashes, rising with the wind and dust.

not far away, a hundred meters away, two figures of different heights fell from the air, staring coldly at Wu Pengwei and the silver flute.

"However, the situation may not be as you think, and there are other guests." Wu Pengwei smiled and turned to the two people not far away and shouted, "You two, come and have a talk."

The two people not far away came in the wind.

"Oh, it's an acquaintance." Wu Pengwei has a good memory. He remembers seeing these two people in the "Tianshi Valley" in the past.

However, for his enthusiastic greeting, "Wei Yue Xingkui" and other two people did not appreciate it, especially the one-armed big man car split and snorted in a low voice: "Kid, you have killed our nephew of Lord Su. You must go with us."

Wu Pengwei smiled and said, "Where are you going?" All evil ghosts'? I don't like that place. I won't go with you."

The one-armed Han suddenly became furious and scolded, "Beast, what are you talking about? Have the courage to talk nonsense about the name of our temple again!"

Wu Pengwei smiled and was full of disdain.

The one-armed man was furious. Unexpectedly, a faint voice sounded not far away: "If anyone wants to take away this boy, ask the silver flute in my hand first."

The silver flute hand stroked the silver flute, and the sound of the flute exudes a cold and murderous atmosphere in the sun, which was shocking.

"I'm afraid of you." As soon as the one-armed man twisted his eyebrows, he was about to take action.

The cold woman beside her raised her arms and said coldly, "Don't be excited. This boy wants to cause a scuffle."

"Tut, it's really awesome. I can see through my mind at a glance. It's one of the twenty-eight stars." Wu Pengwei shook his head and sighed and clapped his hands. There was sarcasm in his words. At this moment, he was not like a prisoner trapped in deep siege at all, but more like a lively spectator.

The one-armed man doesn't care about this. He just roared at the life-threatening silver flute with a ferocious smile: "Huh, mask, you have plotted against me. If it hadn't been for my treasured a strange elixir, I'm afraid I would have died long ago. Let me tell you, you'd better not interfere in the affairs of our incandescent Hall today, otherwise, I and you will never die. . "

He urged the silver flute, but he didn't even look at it. He just turned his head and said lightly, "The defeated general, how can he talk about courage!"

The one-armed man's face suddenly turned red, his face was ferocious, and he patted out. The flame on his one arm turned into a palm of flame three meters away, grabbing the silver flute. At the same time, the "Weiyue Xingkui" on the side suddenly raised his eyebrows, and a surging force came first, and his body was like a piece of light. Like a shadow, she glanced at Wu Pengwei, Qianqian raised her hand, and a thin thread of qi and blood like hair was stranded in one place, drawing a twisted and strange angle to take Wu Pengwei's eyebrows straight.

This is the unique method of Wei Yue Xingkui to "ask for eyebrows and blood". Thousands of qi and blood are scattered and capricious. They can explode in an instant and close in an instant. The change is at will, and the power is unpredictable.

But at this moment, a fine light flashed in the eyes of the standing silver flute, and his body disappeared out of thin air. The next moment, he appeared straight next to the dangerous moon star, and the silver flute in his hand was like a cold star, taking the key to the other party's chest.

This is a complete life-threatening kill.

At this time, Wu Pengwei in the battle center had long black hair without wind and rose gently, just like a breeze blowing.

The next moment, his palms were raised and clenched into a fist. After that, he tore the air and was not afraid of the dangerous moon star and the silver flute that almost hit a place beside him. He was abruptly on the huge palm of flame grasped by the one-armed man.

For a moment, for a tenth of a breath, the power of qi and blood burst out, and the three parties fought in one place, but they suddenly separated.

"Boom............"

Smoke and dust rose everywhere, centering on the place where the three people fought, a circle of qi and blood storms shot around like ripples, and the infinite wind swirled, but all the trees affected by the ripples of qi and blood exploded into smoke and dust without exception.

The wind and smoke are everywhere, and a bare tree stump on the ground forms a shocking circle, with a radius of 1,000 meters, and there is no trace of green.

On the ground, the four people confront each other in a strange way.

The one-armed man fell to the ground, knelt on one knee, supported his body with his hands, and a blood stain was overflowing from the corners of his mouth. His face was fierce, but he was seriously injured.

And the dangerous moon star, the beautiful woman with half of her hair covering her face, is suspended in the air like a kite, less than five meters away from Wu Pengwei, and her face is like iron. I don't know when there is a long red whip in her hand.

As for the silver flute, he stood quietly on the left side of Wu Pengwei, but five steps away, he lowered his head and stroked the silver flute with his hand. His body was full of blood, and the air was slightly distorted.

Only Wu Pengwei, with a smile on his face, but his body stood like a gun, with his hands behind him, the void on his head cracked, and 52 true dragon lights and shadows roared in the air.

The three forces fought in the field, and they were evenly matched.

To be more careful, it was Wei Yuexingkui, who dominated the number of people, suffered a small loss. The one-arm car, one of the seventy-two stars, could not resist Wu Pengwei's punch.

With only one punch, he was slightly injured.

This shame made the one-armed man furious. For two days in a row, he suffered two consecutive failures. If the first time is still reprehensible, the other party is the peak of the divine servant. Wanzhen Pavilion's elite sacrifice wine will also be defeated. But now, an unknown hairy boy actually punched himself back and injured, which is simply It's a great shame.

The one-armed man ignored the fifty-two real dragon lights and shadows above Wu Pengwei's head. He roared, surrounded by flames all over his body, and his clothes were cracked. He was about to rush to the other party with his naked upper body. He had a desperate fight. He didn't know when he had a big axe in his hand, and his whole body was blue and black. Step down, the ground cracked, and twenty real dragon lights and shadows on his head. Entangled.

" Stop it!"

A long red whip hit the ground in front of the one-armed man, and a gully more than five meters deep formed in an instant. The woman's deep magnetic voice knocked on the heart of the man. The latter snorted, unwillingly withdrew the blade and took a step back.

Wu Pengwei smiled with his hands on his back and said, "Gentlemen, there is no result if we go on like this. The people of 'God' want to take me away, but the people who urge the silver flute also want to capture me. Both of you are unwilling to compromise and make concessions. I'm sorry, I'm not a person who can be slaughtered at will. If we take a step back and go out of silence. Lin, how about a life and death in the 'Fengfeng Valley' three miles ahead?

"Windy Valley?"

The dangerous moon star and the silver flute are all moved.

It is a continuous but strange valley with twists and turns, complicated and even the wind will lose its way. Entering the valley, it is really difficult for the strength of the three parties to gather again. Unlike this silent forest, they are always decorated with each other and difficult to get rid of.

The two of them meditated at the same time.

Wu Pengwei smiled again when he saw this: "Don't worry about me running away. While you want to kill me, I don't want to kill you. Martial arts is a killing. You are my best grindstone. I won't easily miss such a good opportunity."

He spoke indifferently and looked as usual, but when he said this, there was an uncontrollable lofty sentiment in everyone's hearts, like an eagle hitting the sky, the waves hitting the shore, domineering and awe-inspiring.

"Good." The silver flute was the first Yingnuo. The body was vertical, and the water generally retreated until it was thousands of meters away. It melted into the trees and lost its trace.

"Kid, your life is rare. I won't be so lucky next time."

Wei Yuexing stared at the other party fiercely, with a long whip, and circled the one-armed man who was still resentful on the ground. His qi and blood floated all over his body, and it turned into a glow, and disappeared in the sky in a blink of an eye.

Only Wu Pengwei stood alone in the wind.

He smiled, with his hands behind him, and walked calmly to the depths of the dense forest.

..............................

"Wei Yuexingkui, the mask just retreated. Why don't you and I kill him?" Outside the dense forest, next to a boulder in the wilderness, the one-armed man was full of resentment.

"Idiot!" The woman cursed secretly from the bottom of her heart, but she still explained coldly, "Don't you see any changes in that boy?"

"Change? What changes? I'd like to see that his qi, blood, real dragon lights and shadows are all virtual shadows. If it is really compared, it is at most the power of the adult's 30 real dragons. It's very virtual, not difficult to deal with. The one-armed man is obviously a rude character, and his brain is not very good.

Wei Yue Xingkui didn't bother to talk to him, but said coldly, "Only people with 30 true dragon power can punch you into a minor injury?" Don't forget that you have a trace of 'white-bescent star spirit' with the blessing of the temple owner. The attack of the junior master of the idle god servant can't touch you at all, but the boy punched you back ten meters. This is the power of the power of the thirty true dragons?

The one-armed Hanten was speechless.

"Don't forget that the silent forest has been destroyed. The power that can shape the rebirth has disappeared in that forest, and it is likely to be swallowed up by the boy in a strange way. That is to say, that boy is not what he used to be. If it's not good, you and I will be played with by him." The woman said faintly, and Wu Pengwei's face always smiling appeared in her mind.

"Well, it's a tricky task."

She snorted.

The one-armed man beside him came to his senses at this moment, and then he sighed: "Oh, what's the matter? When you enter the Mifeng Valley, you may not be able to find him."

"What are you afraid of? My 'ask the wind' can lock him at any time. This time, he will never escape from the palm of my hand." The woman said coldly, and a sharp murderous air flashed in her lacquered eyes.