Chapter 89 In the Mifeng Valley

"Give you five-interest time. There is no reason for me to let you go. You will definitely die. The timing starts from this moment." Wu Pengwei held a long gun and raised his chin slightly. There was no emotion in his quiet eyes like water.

I'm too lazy to show up with disdain.

The car was furious, and a large serrated knife came out of his hand. There was a cold purple light on the knife body. The knife gas turbulent like a water wave. It could be faintly seen that a black winged bird shone its wings in it. On the light of the knife, the void on the top of the big man's head cracked, and the power of 20 real dragons emerged.

"Kid, if you want to kill me within five breaths, you have a big tone. I am the imperial star of the 'God's realm'. As a scattered martial artist, you dare to be so rampant and die! Big Nebula Knife.

The car cracked one arm shook, and the whole body was full of light and gas cracked. In the knife gas, a faint and vague knife gas was derived. In the river, the stars were dotted. This picture of knife light was strange and majestic. A knife came, and it was no less than the blow of the divine master.

With this knife, the full blow of the ancestor in the past is nothing more than that.

Wu Pengwei smiled coldly and did not move, allowing the knife to attack him.

Until the purple and bright knife gas was about to approach the center of his eyebrows, Wu Pengwei stabbed out the sea-burning long gun in his hand, and smashed the knife gas like a decadent. The long gun was like a dragon, and poured straight into the cracked eyebrows of the car.

The car cracked, and it was about to be punctured into the eyebrows by the cold blade of the gun, but at this time, a wisp of pale light came out, like a mirror between the blade and the eyebrows of the car. The thickness is only a millimeter, but it is extremely tough.

"Well, this is the fateful star spirit of the owner of my incandescent star temple. I have been practicing for thousands of years, and my magic power is unpredictable. Boy, I see how you can break it. Within five breaths, you can't kill me." The car was overjoyed. He swang the long serrated knife in his hand, cut it down with a knife, and went straight to Wu Pengwei's chest.

Wu Pengwei didn't let him, but he straightened up.

A knife is chopped, like a stuffy leather, a trace of blood has not overflowed, and the skin of the chest is intact.

The car is cracked.

"A wisp of stars, what can I do?"

Wu Pengwei sneered, and his right fist bombarded out. He hit straight at the end of the long gun. A "bang" sounded like a heavy hammer. The long gun hit out like a cannonball. The rod body could not even withstand the power of this punch and bent slightly. The top of his head was even cracked in the void, with the power of 52 true dragons. Air roar.

The energy was raging, and the strength surged. The blade of the long gun suddenly tore the breath of the stars and pierced straight into the forehead of the car. It came out of the brain on the spot, and the flesh and blood flew.

From shooting to breaking the brain, there are only four breaths in total, which is still one breath away from the five breaths.

Wu Pengwei glanced at the bloody and bloody car cracks that fell to the ground. The long gun shook, and a trace of blood stains on the blade of the gun suddenly flew out. His big sleeves were rolled again, and he punched on the body of the car. The flesh and blood suddenly turned into powder. When he opened his mouth and sucked, all the essence of qi and blood were immediately put into his stomach.

There is only a pool of touching blood on the ground.

With the rise of Wu Pengwei's killing, he was shot one by one, and a five-meter-sized word "kill" appeared on the ground.

"That woman will be angry when she sees it, right?"

Wu Pengwei smiled and blended into the night again like a shadow.

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After a while, about a sip of incense, Wei Yue Xingkui came to the place where the car was cracked and killed. She looked at the scarlet word "kill" on the ground. Her face was livid, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

"Kid, you're forcing me."

The woman gritted her silver teeth and whispered coldly.

At the last moment, she followed Wu Pengwei's scattered breath. Unexpectedly, she found that it was empty in the end. The breath was obviously an electric shot by Wu Pengwei's clothes covered by a long gun. She didn't know that the "burning sea gun" was the beast of the soul of life and was integrated into it. The "fire-loving feather snake" could change at will, even As for free action.

The reason why Wu Pengwei is like this is to distract the attention of their group. These people have followed themselves so far, and they must have some special ability to find people, either with pupil or listening to the wind, or the nose. His attempt is just to divide the people who chase him and can meet the weakest. The car crack can't be better. If you encounter Wei Yue Xingkui or urge the silver flute, it will be a hard fight. Anyway, there will be a battle sooner or later.

I have to say that he was extremely lucky. The long gun attracted the attention of Wei Yuexingkui. He shot back and threw Wei Yuexingkui away. When it came to Wu Pengwei's hand, it was the moment when he and the car cracked.

The soul weapon recognizes the Lord, and there is a seal of the soul between each other, and even if it is thousands of miles apart, it will not be lost.

Wei Yuexing stared coldly at the blood stains on the ground. As soon as he stretched out his slender hand, a strong force hit it out. The blood-stained ground was immediately bombarded by a feminine force, evaporating three feet from the air like water wax, leaving only a big pit.

The woman's figure shook, spreading like smoke, and disappeared in an instant.

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Wu Pengwei is flying, constantly hitting the wall of the valley with a palm hammer or hitting the ground from the air, rolling up dragon-like smoke and dust.

In the smoke and dust, he flew like a tiger and leopard, and each step was extremely thick and dropped a deep footprint, like a soldering iron restrained, deep and powerful.

This is the result of his body absorbing a trace of the power of the dark night Buddha after the transformation of the chaotic catalogue. Today's body is not inferior to some scattered martial artists who have refined their bodies for many years. With the strength of his body alone, he can run rampant in the Red Sky City.

At this moment, although Wu Pengwei is trapped in only one divine orifice to open, and the "spiritual" related to the floating power of flight has not been opened. He can only walk like flying, not in the void, but with this speed of flying, I'm afraid that the martial arts in the realm of divine service are rarely comparable.

Even if it is flying, it may not keep up with his vertical speed.

However, if it is a 300 core disciple of the eight sects, it is another matter. Most of these people inherit the ancient traditions. Either the reincarnation of the great god or the talent is extremely attached to it. The "Son of Tianwu" born from martial arts is full of magic weapons and unpredictable. Whether it is flight or physical power, it has reached An unimaginable point.

Even with Wu Pengwei's current strength, recalling that Chu Yunzi and Huo Chanzi are still a little cold. If the two sides are against each other, Wu Pengwei's strength will still be defeated, and it will be a complete defeat.

This is not that Wu Pengwei's qualification or understanding is not as good as that of the other party, but that his strength is not enough.

Magic weapons, martial arts, magical powers, and even soul weapons and knowledge are the basis of strength. Except for Wu Pengwei's two supreme ways of martial arts, which are not inferior to each other, the other four are far behind.

It's just that time is over. With Wu Pengwei's rapid growth, coupled with the strange and unpredictable chaotic catalogue in his mind, it is not impossible to come later.

He ran about dozens of miles in one breath and went deep into the hinterland of this valley. Wu Pengwei stopped. He took a deep breath, and then turned back at a faster speed. The most strange thing was that he ran as light as a feather, as if he had stepped on the void, leaving a trace. The traces, and the landing of each step must be on the previous footprints, for several miles in a row, step by step, accurate at all.

And when he ran back halfway, he suddenly stopped outside a cave, threw in like a spiritual ape, quietly holding a gun, and breathing evenly, like an old monk, with a long breath and a floating silk.

It goes back in the opposite direction, so there is a suspicion array. This is a trick that Wu Pengwei has always used, and it is not good to try.

At this time, the smoke and dust that scattered during the first run had not dissipated, and it was still strong. It was not until more than an hour later that it gradually became sparse, lighter and lighter, and finally completely disappeared.

The sky is getting darker and darker, and there is no light.

The time in the middle of the night passed quickly. Just when everything was quiet as usual, a faint blue figure fell from the sky. He held a slender silver flute, covered with a cast iron mask on his face, and stepped forward Wu Pengwei's footprints step by step, without a trace of sound.

Wu Pengwei in the cave quietly opened his eyes at this time.

The silver flute carefully observed the footprints on the ground. In the fan valley, when his pupil's backlight lost its effect, he had to rely on suspended flight to try to find Wu Pengwei's figure. For a person who has practiced pupil, the night is not terrible.

And when he saw this eye-catching smoke in the air, he decided to search carefully.

As Wu Pengwei said, the silver flute was not worried that the other party would escape. No matter how many roads there were to escape, there was only one door to return to the red sky. No matter how cunning he was in front of the door, it was difficult to escape.

When the silver flute stared at the traces on the ground and analyzed the other party's intention, a little cold light suddenly came to his face.

A red dragon embroidered with golden scales actually bombarded in the air, enough to pierce the claws of a huge tree and pounce down. It was cold and light, and endless flames also spewed out at this time. The gun body was like a sea of fire, covering within a radius of 100 meters, and the rolling flames fell.

The air is burned into smoke by the sea of fire on the body of the gun, and all of them are nothing.

The strongest attack of the beast soul fire-loving feather snake on "burning the mountain and boiling the sea long gun" was launched in an instant. It took only one-fifteenth of the time to swallow the slender body of the silver flute in an instant.

The fire was raging, and the huge body of the python hovered in the void, illuminating the whole night.

In the flame, a heavy object fell to the ground, like a mask. Then, a pair of star-like eyes flashed in the blazing fire.

The moment the eyes lit up, the flame was actually separated.

(Alas, I was late for school, I was late for work, and I was late for the update. I'm sorry, this lazy man dedicated the latest chapter, asking for votes and comments)