Chapter 118 The Shura Field of Sin

"What...what is this?"

A greedy light flashed in the one-eyed old monster's eyes, and he stared straight at Lang Xie.

When he was just hiding in the woods, he saw Lang Xie, but he didn't pay much attention at that time. He was still a flexible monkey. Now when he looks closer, it is a species he has never seen before. Now he has the idea of taking it back to do research.

"Give me this thing, and I will show mercy and keep your whole body." The one-eyed old monster stretched out his withered finger to Lang Xie and licked his cracked lips. He looked like a pervert who had been abstinent for many years seeing a naked beauty.

Rao Langxie was not a human being, and he was also shivered by the excitement he saw, and subconsciously shrank back to Ben Lei's neck.

Ben Lei patted Lang Xie's head comfortingly, raised his eyelids, and said disdainfully to the one-eyed old man, "Do you think your shabby hidden weapon can beat me?"

"Everyone knows that the people on Xiaoyao Island have unique skills. In terms of martial arts, I really can't beat you," the one-eyed old monster Jie Jie smiled, slowly retreating behind the masked person. "But I have so many good people, as long as they can drag you down and wait for me to use poison... Jie Jie, you can never escape."

Yes, yes, yes, take others as a shield to death, and you hide behind and put a cold arrow to grab the credit. It's fucking awesome.

Ben Lei put his hands on his chest and rolled his eyes to the sky. "I've never seen such a shameless one with long eyes."

If there is a shameless ranking list in the world, he will definitely vote for the one-eyed old monster to support him as the champion.

Although he is not very good at light kung fu, it is easy to escape from here. He was not in a hurry to leave. On the one hand, he was worried that he would definitely beat him up unilaterally after he ran away. On the other hand, he didn't want to miss such a wonderful scene. You know, the owner of their island sometimes has a bad temper. This one-eyed old monster is so messy that I'm afraid it has made someone angry.

"Young man, don't be too shameless. I advise you to give me that gadget obediently, so as not to die later."

"Wo. Who do you think you are? If I really listen to you, will I still have the face to fool around the world in the future? Ben Lei looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water. He leaned his head and put Lang Xie on his shoulder and hooked his fingers at him provocatively. "If you want this guy, no problem - come and get it yourself."

"Good boy! You won't give it, will you? It's okay not to give it," the one-eyed old strange man saw that Ben Lei was so oily and salty, and even openly challenged his authority. Suddenly, his heart crackled with anger. "When I solve the two in the car, I will deal with you. At that time, you will wait for me to be made into a poisonous person and drive me every day, hahaha."

"A whimsical madman." Ben Lei dug his ears and calmly made a summary for him.

After getting along with Xiaowu for a long time, he also learned her nonsense and meanness.

The one-eyed old monster almost bit a yellow tooth, "I'll kill the two in it first and let you see if I'm whimsicious!"

Ben Lei looked at the carriage surrounded by the iron box. As he secretly estimated the time in his heart, he guessed that the people inside had not held it for a long time. He quickly pressed Lang Xie, who was about to transform, and at the same time, a gloating smile hung high on his lips.

The whole person jumped back dozens of meters, and said in a very happy gesture, "If you want to perform, please do it yourself."

"Do you think I dare not?" The one-eyed monster began to breathe fire again.

"I didn't say that," Ben Lei shrugged his shoulders and still looked careless. "But I'm sure that you will report to the Lord of Hell heartbrokenly later."

His tone was so determined that the one-eyed old monster couldn't help but feel a little angry, but more annoyed by being looked down.

"Huangkou child, don't know how to praise."

The one-eyed old man sneered, stepped back two steps, raised his hands high, and made a strange and harsh sound in his mouth. At first glance, it seemed to be sacrificing and praying.

Lang Xie came out of the back of Ben Lei, rubbed the blood stains on his body on his clothes, and curiously opened his big eyes to watch the bustle.

As the voice of the one-eyed old monster became higher and higher, a group of birds in the forest flapped their wings and fled in panic. Then the trees swayed, and about a dozen large bundles of dry wood suddenly came out of the forest, carrying black urn on their shoulders.

These dozen big men were all above seven feet tall. Their faces were dark and their eyes were dull, but their movements were unimpeded at all. They were very fast. In a while, they were close to the iron box a few steps away.

Seeing this, he couldn't help squinting his eyes.

It is said that the one-eyed old monster uses a yin trick to take down the rivers and lakes people, and the twelve poisonous people made of medicine. These twelve people are strong in martial arts and are not afraid of pain or death. They usually stay in a secret place and feed on dove poison. Only when the one-eyed old monster is not very sure will they send out the twelve poisonous people. Now it seems that he is obviously I'm scared.

Tut-tut, the twelve poisonous people are now involved, and things have obviously become more and more interesting. It's really right not to escape.

Ben Lei rubbed his chin with his hand. Although he was at a disadvantage, he laughed at himself and was extremely obscene.

The one-eyed old monster glanced at Ben Lei, motioned the twelve poisoners to surround the carriage with a black face, and then tosss the black urn on his shoulder and the firewood in his hand into the iron box.

For a moment, the sound of the broken jar was sonorous. Soon, the smell of tung oil and wine came from the air.

"Today, I will open your eyes and see how I specially invented to deal with the owner of Xiaoyao Island."

The one-eyed old strange smile was harsh. With his order, the twelve poisonous people took out the fire folds at the same time and threw them at the iron suitcase with no expression on their faces.

The wine ignited in the fire. With a bang, the blazing fire immediately rose to the sky, and the blue flame wrapped around the iron sheet.

Because there was a large pile of dry firewood to cheer up, soon thick smoke came out of the carriage, surrounded by a burning smell.

Shan Xiaowu in the car can't see anything. He can only tell what's going on with his voice. The sound of throwing the jar outside sounds like thunder. Even if you help her cover her ears, she still feels that her head is buzzing.

"Fair, what do you think they are doing?"

She didn't dare to say that she was not afraid, but in order not to be distracted, she could only hide her panic in a calm tone.

"No matter what you do, it won't be a good thing."

She said lightly, patting Shan Xiaowu on the back at the same time, signaling her to follow her closely.

A martial arts person has always felt that he is much more sensitive than ordinary people. Even if his surroundings are sealed by fine iron, he can still distinguish the almost unsmelling sesame oil and the smell of inferior rice wine in the air - these two things are the most useful to use to start a fire.

If he is right, the people outside want to trap them with an iron box first, and then burn them to death in the carriage - what a good idea!

In the dark, the inseparable face became colder and colder, and the dark eyes were full of cruel and violent light.

"Cough!"

He covered his mouth and coughed twice. As the temperature in the carriage gradually rose, Shan Xiaowu began to feel a little difficult to breathe, and his body kept sweating. She stretched out her right hand and touched it down and found that the horizontal wood under it was actually hot. "Son, do you think... it seems to be a little hot?"

It's not a little bit, it's really hot.

It is inseparable from the true qi protection of the body. Although there is no feeling, it still urges the internal force to lower the temperature of the body surface, and then wipe off the sweat of Shan Xiaowu.

"Xiao Wu, do you mind changing a carriage?"

Shan Xiaowu shook his head violently, "I don't mind."

The most important thing is to be alive. You can buy the carriage again. Anyway, she is a little rich woman now, and she is not short of this money.

"Very good." Gui Boli smiled in a low voice and asked her, "Do you believe me?"

This time, Shan Xiaowu learned the woodpecker and nodded firmly, "xin!"

So I was satisfied.

"Hold tight, I'll take you out."

As soon as the voice fell, a trace of chill immediately appeared on his body. At the same time, he reached out and protected Shan Xiaowu under his body. He narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, and then suddenly raised his breath and gathered a thunderous palm to hit the roof of the car.

"Haha, what's the best in the world? Let me be trapped in the elite iron cage. Even the island owner of Xiaoyao Island has to let me kill it with one move."

The one-eyed old man saw that the iron box was swallowed up by the blue flame, and his eyes were full of crazy pride, and his laughter was as sharp as an old hen roasted on the fire.

Ben Lei looked aside. When he saw the first ray of white fog that did not belong to the scene, his face turned white immediately.

"God bless!"

Turn around and kill the masked man who was watching him behind him with a sword. He ran away like thunder and crazy, and almost hid in the woods and dug a hole with his tail.

The experience of the past ten years has taught him that when the boss is furious, it is best to run how far, otherwise he will never know how to die later.

He still wants to live to be a hundred years old. At this time, it is naturally important to save his life first, so as not to take his boss to practice cutting people's skills by the way. What a injustice.

The one-eyed old monster didn't notice Ben Lei's escape, but only thought that he was scared by his "great" behavior of the owner of Xiaoyao Island and ignored it. He looked at the iron box surrounded by fire and smiled happily.

"I am the first in this world..."

The word "one" was still echoing in the air. The blazing flame on the iron suitcase suddenly seemed to be frightened. All of them disappeared, and the strange ice exuding cold air covered it instead. The iron box was wrapped in layers, like a chrysalis.

"This...what the hell is going on?"

The question of the one-eyed old monster has not been asked. The iron box has burst with a loud noise, like a heated pod, and the broken iron block splashes like a cluster of arrows with gunpowder, and then the strong airflow distorted the air in the whole open space.

Only half of the twelve poisoners escaped the indiscriminate attack of broken iron blocks, and the others died under the exploded iron box. The worst half of the body was cut off by the sharp iron blocks, and the intestinal organs flowed all over the ground, looking messy and disgusting.

The one-eyed old monster only felt that the remaining one eye could not be opened by the wind, and there were continuous wailings in his ears.

After the strong wind, he fixed his eyes, but suddenly found that many of the masked men who were in front of him as shields had been killed by the iron block wrapped in ice. In an instant, more than half of the hundreds of people went, and only a few people could barely stand.

Not far in front of him, a long, thin and tall black figure floats in the air like a ghost. The long dark hair is windless and opens like a net. From a distance, it looks like a black flower on the other side, emitting an enchanting breath of death everywhere.

He still held a petite woman in lake green clothes in his arms, but his face was buried in his chest, and the one-eyed old man could not see her clearly.

"Impossible... This... This is impossible!" The one-eyed old monster looked at the two, the one-eyed boss, and his eyes almost rolled out.

He specially customized a three-inch-thick iron plate. How can it be... How can it be broken so easily!

He is not a human being!

The original perfect plan suddenly failed. The one-eyed old monster stared at him and shook his head crazily, "You are a monster, you are not a human being... You are not a human!"

How can an ordinary person break such a thick fine iron, and how can an ordinary person float in the air without using anything like him?

He is too lazy to pay attention to his crazy words. Now he is as cold as a demon crawling out of the Arctic ice purgatory. His eyes under the mask are even more warm, leaving only brutality and bloodthirsty.

"You made my wife unhappy..."

He stared straight at the one-eyed monster with a frightened face and opened his mouth slowly. His voice was colder than his expression, "So... you all have to die."

I don't know when the clear blue sky was covered by thick dark clouds. As soon as the words fell, the air around me seemed to be drained, and the temperature dropped sharply. The cold wind made people cool to the bone. In September, the grass on the ground was actually stained with thick white frost. It looks like the twelfth lunar month in the cold winter.

The one-eyed old monster quickly recalled all the remaining poisonous people to him and ordered them to untie the big bow and aim the arrow at the immortality.

What I heard about the cruelty and murder in the past came to my mind at this moment. The one-eyed old monster only asked six poisonous people to give him a little time to escape. He didn't want to die. He still had a lot of things to do, and there were a lot of poisons to develop. He didn't want to die here.

"Flying arrows, shooting arrows, all shoot arrows for me, kill them!"

Under the crazy roar of the one-eyed old monster, the poisoners obediently launched all the quenched feather arrows.

I squinted, but I didn't even move.

When the arrows clustered in front of him, they were all stopped by the ice wall that came out of thin air and jingled to the ground.

When the poisonous arrows are gone, the ice wall dissipates, and it has fallen lightly to the ground. The right hand slowly spreads out, and the cold air gradually condenses, and a cold white sword is quickly formed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Gui Boli raised his hand and cut the two poisoners who rushed in front of him into two sections without blinking, and then looked blankly at them dragging their bloody intestines all over the ground.

He dodged the bloody hand that stretched out and couldn't leave his feet. The figure disappeared like a ghost. When it appeared again, it fell into the circle of the poisonous man. The long sword in his hand danced into an impenetrable sword net, treating the surrounding poisonous man as a tofu watermelon, a left sword and a right sword, all that did not fall. Cut it into sticky and disgusting pieces of meat.

The heavy haze of the sky makes people unable to breathe. The roaring cold wind is mixed with a piercing chill. Holding a long sword, he is like a god of death wielding a giant sickle, step by step, stepping on the rhythm of death.

Wherever you go, flesh and blood are flying, and mourning is everywhere.

This is a real, unilateral massacre.

The smell of blood in the air is disgusting. The ground is full of broken limbs, but the corners of his clothes have not even a little dirty.

Shan Xiaowu, who was held in his arms with one arm, was even more protected - she was afraid that she would not see the bloody scene, and she could not leave her sleeping hole earlier. Now she is in a happy sleep with a peaceful expression.

"My plan can't go wrong... There must be something wrong, where is it? Where is it?"

The one-eyed old monster's expression was almost desperate. After watching the last poisoner cut into pieces without blinking, he finally couldn't help withering to the ground.

"No... Don't kill me... You can't kill me!" He lay on the ground in vain and wanted to block it with the famous hidden weapon in his hand, the rainstorm pear flower needle, but he found that he could not open the control valve in any case. He could only repeat wildly over and over again, "I'm the most powerful, I'm the first in the world!" You can't kill me, you can't!"

"..."

No answer, no forgiveness.

The black figure passed by him lightly, and the frost-white sword reflected the cold light of love, and it was too late to catch it.

The time is fixed at this moment.

The drizzle began to float in the air, as if he wanted to get rid of the bloody washing of the land.

Gui Bu Li melted away the ice sword full of blood, and slowly left the Shura field made by him with a blank face curled up into a ball.

Behind them, the one-eyed old monster slowly got up from the ground and staggered two steps. Then the whole person split in half from it. The bright red blood spewed out like an arrow and was slowly assimilated by the rain on the dirty black ground.