When Zhang Wuji saw Yang Yi swing his sword to kill Zhu Jiuzhen, he really didn't blink. He couldn't help but feel cold in his neck, and he was deeply shocked by Yang Yi's fierceness. ◎

At this moment, seeing him holding a sword and forcing Wei Qingying, the boss couldn't bear it and walked to Yang Yi and persuaded him: "Brother Yang, please forgive me if you want to forgive me. Although this girl Wu is not good, she may not deserve to die. You can spare her life!"

Yang Yi said: "I'll spare her at this time. Did she bypass the person who begs her for mercy?"

Zhang Wuji kept silent and said nothing.

Yang Yi laughed and said, "If the children of the world are old, if they participate in the fight against the world, no matter how many of them are killed, it is a matter in the world. Yang is lazy to deal with it, but he bullies the weak and bullies ordinary people. This has to be ignored."

Wu Qingying cried softly, and was so scared that she became weak all over. Her eyes looked at Yang Yi with extreme fear.

Seeing that she was so scared that she was not clear about her mind and could no longer think normally, Yang Yi sighed: "I won't kill you first. When I ask you clearly what you have done over the years, I will talk about dealing with you." The long sword stabbed out casually, and had already lit the acupoint on Wu Qingying's body, put the sword away and took a step forward.

When Zhang Wuji saw Yang Yi holding a sharp sword in his hand, he clicked Wu Qingying's acupoint with the tip of the sword. Although the tip of the sword was extremely sharp, he didn't even point Wu Qingying's clothes out. He couldn't help but be surprised and admired: "Brother Yang is a few years younger than me, how could he have such incredible martial arts?"

Thinking of what Yang Yi said, "He was killed by the enemy and fled in panic", he was even more shocked: "What kind of existence does it mean that Brother Yang, who has such skill, has no power to fight back? Are there really gods in the world?"

Yang Yi barely walked to the village gate. A big man had already run out of the village. Before the person could reach the door, he had already started to shout loudly: "Which friend is here to make things difficult for me, Zhu Wu's family?"

This person has deep internal strength and quick steps. This scolding sound shook the manor. As soon as he finished speaking, others had already walked in front of Yang Yi.

Yang Yi saw that he was tall and extremely strong, with his eyes shining brightly, and he was obviously good at skill. At this moment, he walked to Yang Yi and clasped his fists and said, "Who is the one who is you? I don't know why I came to my Zhuwu family to cause trouble?"

Yang Yi said: "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man said in surprise: "You come to my village to make trouble, but you don't know who I am?"

Yang Yi said: "If I don't recognize you, can't I cause trouble?"

The middle-aged man laughed in anger: "Okay, okay, I'm Wu Lie. Do you know now?"

Yang Yi nodded and said, "This is the best, and you are not afraid of killing the wrong person!"

Zhang Wuji walked out of Yang Yi at this time and asked, "Uncle Wu, do you still remember me?"

A few years ago, when Zhang Wuji jumped off the cliff, he was still a small boy. He had been practicing the Nine Yang Sutra in Jue Valley for many years and had already changed his appearance. At this time, he was tall and had his hair and beard on his face and beard had been cleaned up with Yang Yi's short sword. Although he still looked a little miserable, he had a handsome face and a virtuous spirit, and had a certain temperament.

Although he was by Yang Yi's side, like the scorching sun and the bright moon in the sky at the same time. He was not very conspicuous by Yang Yi, but now he stepped in front of Wu Lie and showed his unique appearance.

Wu Lie was not very familiar with him, not like Zhu Changling. He spent many days with him. When he saw Zhang Wuji at this moment, he would not have thought that Zhang Wuji, who had been dead for many years, would he have thought that when he stood in front of her, he had been dead for many years?"

He shook his head at Zhang Wuji and said, "The lower body looks so tight that Wu doesn't know."

Zhang Wuji said: "I am Zhang Wuji!"

"ah!"

Wu Lie was surprised: "You are Zhang Wuji? Didn't you jump off the cliff and die?"

Zhang Wuji said: "I escaped by luck. Unfortunately, Uncle Zhu fell off the cliff and died some time ago. I still want to save him!"

Yang Yi said impatiently: "Where does so much nonsense come from! Just kill it with one sword!"

Zhang Wuji was weak-hearted and saw that Yang Yi was about to kill someone when he saw that he was about to slap his sword. He was shocked and said, "Let's wait!"

Yang Yi said: "What? Do you want to save him?"

Zhang Wuji said bitterly: "Brother Yang, why do you have this intention to kill? Let me ask you first?"

He walked up to Wu Lie and said, "Uncle Wu, have you done anything other than harming me over the years?"

Wu Lie did not have the skills to bother with Zhang Wuji. He had a profound self-control and had no regard for Yang Yi and Zhang Wuji.

Now Zhang Wuji has fallen into the trap, and is really happy. He said to himself: "I have made great efforts now, and Brother Zhu has died again. If he catches Zhang Wuji and forces him to tell Xie Xun's whereabouts, and secretly poison Xie Xun to death, wouldn't the Dragon Slaying Sword fall into my hands? At that time, holding the Dragon Slaying Sword and commanding the heroes to obey the world, wouldn't it be nice?" Thinking of the pride, he couldn't help laughing, and his right index finger pointed Zhang Wuji's chest: "Nephew Zhang, since he is here, don't leave!"

Wu Lie's finger was exactly the fingering method of Yiyang finger passed down by Master Yideng, who was a descendant of Wu Xiuwen's lineage after the Three Tongs of Wu, so he had to pass on this kind of magical power. The skill of this yang finger is a unique skill in the world. At this moment, he was sent out by generals, and his power was extremely powerful. Zhang Wuji did not expect that he would suddenly take action and wait for dodge, but how could he have time? He felt a numbness on the Tanzhong acupoint, his body became soft, his whole body was gone, and he fell to the ground softly.

But Zhang Wuji achieved great success at this time. Although Wu Lie fell to the ground with one finger, once the Nine Yang true energy in his body was attacked by foreign enemies, he would naturally send a counterattack. Although Wu Lie pointed him to the ground, his index finger was broken by Zhang Wuji's internal force with a "crack" sound. At the same time, a stream of Nine Yang true energy followed the acupoints between his fingers and headed straight towards his heart.

Wu Lie's whole body was shocked and he hurriedly used his skills to fight each other. However, Zhang Wuji's great success in Nine Yang Divine Art was so great. Although Wu Lie's internal strength was strong, it was difficult to resist. In just a moment, Wu Lie's right arm had exploded several times in succession, and the joints exploded, and blood shot out, shooting through his sleeves, and it still splashed several meters. Wu Lie could no longer hold on, and his heart relaxed. The Nine Yang true energy had approached his heart. Wu Lie looked in disbelief. He really didn't believe that there was such a strong internal force in the world. He shouted, his body shook several times in succession, and he blew his mouth and fell to the ground.

This time, Zhang Wuji was careless and fell to the ground. Although he was careless and was hit by the ground, Wu Lie suffered even more severe injuries, his right arm burst and his heart meridian was damaged. It was not long since.

Yang Yi had already seen signs of Wu Lie's sneak attack on the side, but he was determined to make Zhang Wuji suffer a little, so he deliberately pretended not to know.

Seeing Zhang Wuji fall to the ground and unable to get up, Yang Yi laughed and said, "Brother Zhang, what did I say just now? Are you merciful to these evil people? Will they be kind to you?"

Zhang Wuji looked ashamed. Although he was touched by the acupoints and his qi and blood were not smooth, his face was still so ashamed that his face turned red.

Yang Yi leaned over and patted him on the chest. His internal strength was everywhere and his acupoints opened. Zhang Wuji turned over and jumped up and said embarrassedly: "Thank you Brother Yang for helping you!"

Yang Yi glanced at him with a squinted eyes: "Brother Zhang, are you going to spare this person's life now?"

Zhang Wuji looked ashamed and said, "This person is just dealt with by Brother Yang, and Wuji will never stop him from speaking."

Yang Yi said: "Brother Zhang, I still say the same thing. Being kind-hearted is not a bad thing, but if you are kind and indecisive in everything, and you are still willing to be like this villain, then why are you learning martial arts? Do you just advise me to speak kindly when you see the murderer killing someone? That's a useless thing!"

Zhang Wuji was sweating profusely and said, "Yes! Yes! Yes! Brother Yang taught him very well!"

Yang Yi said: "For such villains, you can save many lives by just one sword. At this time, killing people is to save people, so why can't you bear it?"

As he said that, he waved the sword in his hand and had already cut off Wu Lie's head. Blood was splattering. Yang Yi barely said: "Where are so many concerns? As long as he has a clear conscience, he will kill 100,000 people. What if he is going to do it? Hero! Hero! Hero! Hero is the hero! The rest are bullshit!" (To be continued.)
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