"die!"

With a cold and harsh shout, a long sword as thin as a cicada's wings, just as Huang San relaxed, the tip of the sword was approaching his throat.

Huang San's eyes widened and his pupils shrank sharply. He didn't expect there was a fourth person!

This is an extremely tolerant warrior, and his strength is even better than the previous three people. However, a warrior with such strength can tolerate until a acquired warrior was completely unprepared before he took action.

The three people in front were just his wayfinding stones. When they were plotting against Huang San, I'm afraid this person was already looking for the best opportunity to solve them.

However, the only unexpected thing is probably that Huang San easily dealt with these innate ones, which forced the secret killer to appear and do it himself.

Without time to think about it, Huang San's body, which was obese but not bloated, quickly retreated.

This is due to Wu Liang's influence. The third master, who often endured Wu Liang's slap, had practiced countless plans to escape from Wu's slap in his heart.

It was completely physical instinct. At the moment when the sword came, Huang San narrowly avoided the sharp weapon that was about to penetrate his throat.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Huang San didn't think too much, and he would take out the sword talisman again as soon as he moved his mind.

However, the fourth person had already seen the death of the three people in front of him, so how could he give Huang San another chance? Just as Huang San was concentrating, the tip of the sword came again!

"Grass……"

Your uncle was forced to get back in the words "Three Master" and Mr. Huang was so frustrated that he was almost exaggerated. Damn bastard, you shouldn't bully Mr. San!

Retreat again, retreat several meters in a row!

The fat dun's body kept trembling, and the fat body swept out a circle of waves. Huang San was almost at his limit.

A sudden sound of shoe soles rubbing against the gravel, Huang Santou sweated heavily, and there was a cliff a hundred meters behind him. Although there was water at the bottom, there was magma that turned into rocks under the water.

At a height of 100 meters, Huang San fell down like a stone, and smashed it into a stone with a bang.

Flying is the privilege of the master, and Huang San is just an acquired martial artist who is not even considered a martial arts master.

The first time, perhaps the only time, Huang San felt a little regretful. Why didn’t he work hard before? Otherwise, he might be the master now. His third master is a bird man with wings, so he doesn’t care about these hundred people.

The height of the meter.

However, the sword tip is already here, and there is no time for him to regret it again. Does Huang San still have a way out?

If you don’t retreat, you will die. If you retreat, you may live. Although there is little hope, it is hope after all!

As long as he doesn't die, I don't know that this guy won't have the courage to jump down and chase him. You must know that the third master who was prepared at that time was not a lamb to be slaughtered.

Hesitated for only a moment, just as the fourth person's sword came, Huang San gritted his teeth and glared at the other party, kicked his legs hard and fell off the shore of the lake a hundred meters high.

All this happened very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, from the fourth person to Huang San jumping off the cliff, ordinary people might think they were dazzled.

After standing quietly on the shore for a moment, the fourth person's figure appeared. This was a man with only a pair of dark eyes covered with his face.

The masked man watched Huang San fall without turning his eyes until a loud bang came from below and Huang San's low moan. At this moment, the masked man frowned and hummed and quickly left.

Since Huang San was not dead, he certainly would not go down to chase and kill him. Although an acquired warrior was nothing in his eyes, the sword energy released by Huang San before made him palpitations.

That thing only takes a moment, just take it out and throw it away. He doesn't think Huang San can let himself jump down safely.

Besides, this is just the first time. Huang San escaped by luck by now, but at least he has figured out his trump card and prepared more well next time. Huang San will not be so lucky by then.

...

Looking vigilantly above his head, until he was sure that the guy really didn't dare to get down, Huang San dragged his tired body to find a raised lava high ground and climbed up.

After a few breaths, he wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, took out a few pills and stuffed them into his mouth. Huang Sanyi looked resentful. It seemed that he had really become a fat on the chopping board now. He wanted to give him a gift if he was a person.

Devoured alive.

If I hadn't been lucky just now, I'd probably died at the hands of that guy.

There are only Qiandao who is a thief, but there are no one who is a thief. Just now, that guy was a warrior killer. He couldn't pass this little day, so he might have his head removed when he went to bed one day.

"Master Wu, you died too early. How can I deal with this mess?" Huang San wailed, and choked a few times and said, "You will die if you die. The key is why others look for it.

Me, we only have a few pounds of fat, so how can we have any treasures!"

Can rumors in the martial arts world be believed? As the saying goes, rumors stop at wise men, but the key is that these martial men are full of minds, so where does wise men come from?

No matter how you say it, now is not the time to complain. Huang San quickly thought of the difficulties he was about to face.

It is not those innate warriors who are coming to kill themselves, not those grandmaster warriors who are coming to trouble themselves, nor those Sanhua Venerables who are interested in the rumored treasures, but how should he Huang San get from this smooth hundred meters

Climb under the stone wall!

Huang San rested for a while and felt that his internal organs were not as hot as before, so he forced himself to swim to the side of the wall, took out a big axe and chiseled it on the stone wall.

After knocking for a while, he finally smashed two holes that could accommodate his big feet.

Huang San tried hard to climb up from the water. As soon as he stepped into the pit, he saw that his body was unstable and he smashed into the water with a bang.

He threw the axe in his hand aside hatefully. Master Huang, who had just been hit by the huge impact, could not hold on anymore. He had exhausted him from the pursuit of the fourth person before.

Mr. Huang San started fighting with his eyes.

I wanted to sleep for a while, but I was worried that the guy above was still waiting for me. If I killed myself while I was sleeping, I wouldn't know how to die.

His eyes rolled, and Huang San patted his forehead. "Oh, why are you so stupid? Let's continue walking forward. Isn't it obvious that you are looking for death when you climb up in the same place?

If that guy was waiting for him on the top, wouldn’t he suffer again?

Thinking of this, Huang San didn't care about his fatigue, and dragged his heavy body forward in the water of his neck. When he reached the depths of the huge pit, Liang didn't have the courage to continue chasing him.

...

Things in the world are always unclear and cannot be explained. Whenever you drink and peck, God seems to have already arranged a life trajectory.

Huang San would not have thought that this attack would cause him to fall into a huge pit, nor did he expect that he would decide to continue moving forward because of his own thoughts.

Wu Liang, who was determined to ask others to settle himself, did not expect that a fat man was swimming in a clumsy dog ​​crawling style, and his fate was always so magical.

Perhaps Wu Liang never thought that one day, this fat man who he regarded as only knowing how to eat, drink, defecate, and be beaten will become his savior of Wu Liang - the savior of the colorful clouds!

However, it was a monkey walking on the clouds, but in this deep pit, the monkey's junior brother was swimming. Maybe Marshal Tianpeng was really reincarnated again.

The second senior brother traveled to the location designated by fate with difficulty. God always liked to bring surprises to people, but he didn't know whether it was a surprise or a scare when he met the Bone Demon.

...

When Huang San was so tired that he was about to collapse, he was about to stop and find a high ground to have a sleep, fate made them intertwined!

"Hey, what's that?"

In a daze, Wu Liang felt a familiar and obscene sound coming from his ears. He wanted to open the eyes that could be called holes, but found that he could not open them.

Wu Liang, who lacks brain, thought for a long time. He didn't remember exactly how long it was. He only knew that when he came back to his senses, he heard the familiar voice muttering: "Mr. Wu is so cruel. Whose family's ancestral tomb is this?

He beat him up and beat his ancestors like this, be careful of retribution.”

"Bah! It's a big deal. I heard that tens of thousands of people died. Mr. Wu is almost the Prince of Hell. Who dares to repay him?" Huang San continued to mutter, as if he had been holding it in for too long, his mentality was a little distorted, and he was about to live.

People don’t like to say it, but they say it to a bone that is about to rot.

Wu Liang seemed to have some impression of the white bone. A chubby figure flashed in the hollow skull. He wanted to open his mouth to speak, but the two pieces of his upper and lower jaws that were about to break moved, but they could not make any sound.

Mr. Huang, who was still talking to himself, didn't see it at all. Even if he saw it, he would definitely think it was dazzled. Now it is the era of martial arts, not the era of immortality.

After muttering for a while, Huang San was also tired. The next sentence finally woke Wu Liang, who was still immersed in why he couldn't speak, woke him up.

"Old man, I'm a little tired. You've been dead for so many years and have enough sleep. Should I give you a seat for me, a young man? Look, the place is so big, I have to feel wronged.

I stayed underground for a long time and swimming was pretty good.”

Wu Liang felt that it was the first time he felt the human taste in such a long time, and the fat hoof was pushing him.

Mr. Wu was furious. Although his hair had long been gone, Mr. Wu still couldn't help but be furious at this moment. The skeleton's neck twisted and cracked. What he wanted most now was to bite this fat man to death!

This vulgar fat man actually wanted to throw the old man into the water. It's really hard for uncle to tolerate it, but even grandpa can't!

"Crack!"

Huang San subconsciously echoed two "click" sounds in his mouth, and then he felt something was wrong and turned his thick neck stiffly.

Time seemed to flow back, when Huang San saw clearly that the skeleton that was about to rot into dust was actually twisting his neck - yes, he was really twisting his neck!

"ah!"

A hysterical scream spread through the deep underground lake...

The second senior brother was frightened and the bone spirit was frightened, and his bones were trembling, and his chin was almost falling off, because the fat man grabbed his poor bone body and shaking wildly when he screamed.

The world was dizzy. At this moment, Wu Liang, who was begging for death, just wanted to kill the fat man first and then die by himself.

...

No one knew how long the scream lasted. There was no third party in this dark underground lake, and no one would help them to time it.

Anyway, when Huang San stopped when he was tired, Wu Liang's bones were almost torn.

After screaming for so long, Huang San's previous fatigue and fear also disappeared. His little eyes were rolling, and he looked at the White Bone Demon who was about to be crushed by himself in curiosity.

"Old man, are you really able to move?"

He poked the bone in front of him with his fingers, and Huang San's face was filled with an indescribable surprise.

The Third Master is also a well-informed person. He has seen even flying warriors, non-humans who can break a mountain with one sword, and even monsters who beat Tianshen Mountain into Tianshen Lake, but he can still move after he has died for countless years.
To be continued...