Plop ~

The corpse fell to the ground, splashing mud and sand three feet away.

As the head fell to the ground, this master of Liushangmen, who had been based in Qingzhou for many years, lost his breath, and only the hideousness on his face showed his unwillingness.

Jia Qiu was stunned.

The blood exchange level is three or three levels, three steps and one level of heaven, reaching the third level, the Qi and blood are like the Elephant Pass, the warrior punches three inches of Gang, the sword emits four feet of light, and the lethality increases dramatically.

The ordinary swords, weapons and armor were broken like paper in front of them.

When Shi Pozi was young, he was once very famous, but he didn't want to lose his integrity in his later years and was killed by a barbarian in this unknown mountain forest.

call!

He waved his sleeves and opened the dust. Yang Yu's long hair was just hanging down. He returned to the knife and kneaded his numb arms, and he couldn't bear it:

"What a fierce old pious woman!"

After several collisions, the two of them did not hold back. The Shi Po Zi couldn't bear his powerful force, and Yang Yu couldn't bear her fierce inner breath.

If this old woman had not been old and weak, and her qi and blood had fallen to the peak, there would have been some fighting in this battle.

"Your name is Jia Qiu?"

Yang Yu kneaded his wrist and swept lightly towards Jia Qiu, who was sitting on the ground with no eyes.

He recognized that there was such a person in the bronze seal captain of the Six Gates.

However, compared to the Qin brothers, Eugene, this person has a low presence, but he didn't expect to join in the fun.

"You, you killed her..."

Jia Qiu's body trembled, his face felt as if dead, and he knew that he would never be spared.

Shi Pozi's status in Liushemen is not low. If Yang Yu killed her, he would never allow himself to survive.

"What? Only she can kill me, and I still can't do it?"

Yang Yu sneered:

"Her life is not necessarily more expensive than Yang, right?"

Jia Qiu breathed and sighed bitterly:

"You are right. Those who kill people will always kill them. If we dare to go out of the city to kill you, we should have expected this result."

"You've figured it out."

Yang Yu's tone was plain:

"It's all here, don't mind answering a few questions, right?"

"It's all here, what else can I say? Can you let me live?"

Jia Qiu sneered and suddenly rose up, and his five bloody fingers pricked Yang Yu's chest like a sword:

"The road to the underworld is far away, I'll walk slowly, and see when you will come down to accompany me!"

call!

Yang Yu knew his intentions, and sighed, he opened his five fingers and grabbed them, slamming his neck:

"If there is one day, under the underworld, I will kill you again!"

...

...

A killing lasted for several hours.

In the early morning, the sky was darkest. Monk Jiese had a bonfire and roasted his wet robes and dry food. In an instant, he didn't want the unconscious woman to freeze to death.

"Yeah~"

At some point, with a moan, the woman who was robbed by Wang Sheng seemed to have reacted and was about to wake up.

Bang!

Avoid sex, quick eyes and hands, and send her into a coma with one hand.

"Amitabha, sin, sin. The female donor should sleep for a while..."

Avoid sex and chant the Buddha's name in a low voice.

This night was a bit outrageous, and he had already photographed the woman three times.

Swishy~

The breeze blew across the treetops, and the footsteps sounded from far to near.

Yang Yu walked up to the bonfire with a considerable package, carrying two big bows on his back, threw away the debris, and sat down against the fire.

Although it has been invincible to a certain extent, it is still a bit warm when approaching the fire:

"The monk hasn't left yet?"

"Did the donor let me go?"

The monk abstained from sex asked a question.

He just had little experience and was not stupid.

In this case, if you don’t understand it, you will leave. I am afraid that it will be an arrow that will be taken after you leave.

He witnessed this battle with his own eyes, and of course he knew that even he could not escape the black iron arrow of Donor Yang in the mountains and forests.

"Good monk, I really understand."

Warden Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

If the monk suddenly stood up and fled far away during the battle, he might not have taken action to stop him.

"Good, good."

Abstain from sex and recited the Buddha's name for a long time and handed over a package he had packed:

"The donor Wang Sheng buried him. These are some things I found from him. Since the donor is an official, you can leave these things to you."

Wang Sheng didn't have much stuff on him.

Two pieces of combined and detachable silver spear, a piece of thin armor, two daggers, some scattered silver, and an ancient book that has been a bit old.

"No wonder there are eighteen monks in Fulong Temple, and they are quite famous."

After hearing this, Yang Yu looked at the monk with some admiration.

When you are in the world, strength is certainly an extremely important aspect, but human nature cannot be obtained.

Now it seems that he doesn't know how good the martial arts of Fulong Temple are, but these monks are really good at being human.

"Yeah~"

Avoid sex, have quick eyes and hands.

The woman's eyelids just trembled, and she took action decisively and knocked her out.

"This is?"

After a little surprised, Yang Yu was a little amused. This monk really thought he would kill someone to silence him.

Yang Yu laughed for no reason, but he didn't care much about sex, and put his palms together and said:

"A donor is from a rank of a rank?"

"Why is this question?"

Yang Yu became more interested in the monk.

"The donor's martial arts are martial arts in the world, but this aura and murderous intent are very similar to the style of the army."

The look of abstinence was solemn, and he whispered:

"Overkilling will really hurt the peace of the world. Therefore, the famous generals of ancient times often have short lives and are more likely to fall into the killing."

"Not whether it hurts the sky or not."

Yang Yu pressed the package and said lightly:

"Yang is not a person who kills innocent people, but what happened tonight is extremely important. I will always feel uneasy when I let you go like this."

"Amitabha."

Jiase's breathing was slightly rapid, and he couldn't help but turn the rosary on his wrist.

He saw the killing from the beginning.

He could see clearly that this donor Yang might not be as good as the rising stars in the Qingzhou martial arts world at this time, and the difference would not be too far.

If he is in a dilemma, he will only be difficult for him to get out of this forest today.

"Are you afraid of death?"

Seeing that he was a little nervous about quitting sex, Yang Yu raised his eyebrows slightly.
To be continued...