Pulsatilla's skills were definitely among the top twenty on the Tiger List, but he didn't expect that he was actually beaten to death by Ye Qiu's punch.
"No wonder you can become one of the four dragon envoys of Longmen at such a young age. You are indeed quite capable." The short old man snorted coldly.
What, he is from Longmen?
Huang Laoxie and Yu Yu were surprised.
"I'm very capable. Killing you is as easy as stepping on an ant. If you don't believe it, just try it."
Ye Qiu raised his fingers at the short old man, which was full of provocation.
The short old man was very cunning and did not take action directly. Instead, he shouted to the disciples of the Witch God Sect present: "What are you waiting for?"
"The opportunity to get promoted and make a fortune is right in front of you. Don't miss it. It will never come back."
"If you are worried that you can't kill him, then let's do it together."
"As long as you kill him, each of you will get a bonus of 100,000."
"If anyone can chop off his head, I will personally report it to the leader and ask for your promotion to the position of elder."
"Whoever can chop off one of his arms will be rewarded tens of millions of dollars."
Ye Qiu smiled and said, "You should know that these losers are no match for me. You'd better do it yourself!"
"Brothers, listen, he actually called you trash in front of you. Can you bear this?"
"Go together."
"Kill him!"
Ouch ouch——
Under the dual stimulation of anger and bounty, the disciples of the Witch God Sect rushed towards Ye Qiu in a swarm, in a desperate manner, and let out strange screams.
"I don't intend to stay alive anyway. Since you can't wait to die, I will make it happen for you."
Ye Qiu rushed out.
Bang bang bang——
The two sides fought together.
Seeing this scene, the short old man's eyes flashed with a smile of successful conspiracy.
He knew very well that these men of his were no match for Ye Qiu. The reason why these people were fighting against Ye Qiu was for one purpose, which was to consume Ye Qiu's physical strength.
Although you are strong, I have more people.
I can consume you to death.
When your physical strength is almost exhausted, I will take action again and slowly torture you to death.
The short old man was thinking in his mind.
Soon, the smile on his face turned stiff.
He found that his men fell into a pool of blood one by one. Ye Qiu was like a god of war, invincible and unstoppable.
In less than five minutes, dozens of disciples of the Witch God Sect were all killed by Ye Qiu.
A bad feeling suddenly arose in the heart of the short old man.
As for Huang Laoxie and Xiao Yu, their whole bodies were cold at the moment.
They have been in the world for so many years and have seen some cruel and ruthless people, but this is the first time they have seen someone as decisive and decisive as Ye Qiu.
horrible!
Cold sweat broke out on Huang Laoxie's forehead, and he was secretly glad that he did not offend Ye Qiu to death outside Qian's house during the day, otherwise he would have died tragically in Ye Qiu's hands like these disciples of the Witch God Sect.
This young man looked like he was smiling, but when he moved his hands, he looked like a devil.
"Now, it's your turn."
Ye Qiu once again raised his fingers at the short old man.
"Don't be arrogant. What you killed was just some trash. Facing me, you will only die."
When the short old man said the last word, he was already in front of Ye Qiu.
Extremely fast.
However, Ye Qiu's reaction was faster.
When the short old man appeared in front of him, Ye Qiu punched him out. The short old man saw the scene where Ye Qiu blew up the white-headed man with one punch. He knew that Ye Qiu was very powerful and did not dare to touch him head-on. He quickly jumped to the side.
Take a step.
Little did he know that as soon as his feet stood firm, a shoe sole fell on his face.
Click!
The short old man stepped back more than a dozen steps before he stabilized his body and reached out to touch his nose. His hands were covered with blood.
The bridge of his nose was broken by Ye Qiu's kick.
The short old man lowered his head, and blood fell on the ground. At this moment, he saw a forty-two size footprint on the left side of his face from the reflection on the floor.
"ah--"
The short old man shouted angrily, clenching his fists with both hands, wishing to tear Ye Qiu into pieces.
"You bastard, if you dare to kick me in the face, I'm going to kill you."
After the short old man finished speaking, he walked towards Ye Qiu with murderous intent.
Ye Qiu stood there, quietly waiting for the short old man to approach.
When he was still three meters away, the short old man stopped and quickly changed gestures with his hands in front of him.
Seeing his actions, Huang Laoxie's expression changed drastically and he hurriedly reminded Ye Qiu: "Be careful, he is using a curse on you."
In fact, there was no need for Huang Laoxie to remind Ye Qiu to know what the short old man was going to do. After all, when the short old man cast a curse on Huang Laoxie, Ye Qiu could clearly see it from outside the door.
Ye Qiu seemed to have not seen him, standing on the spot and looking at the short old man with a smile, as if he was looking at a monkey playing juggling.
Ten seconds later.
"fall!"
The short old man pointed at Ye Qiu and drank softly, with a sinister smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.
In his expectation, Ye Qiu would fall to the ground in just three seconds.
However, time passed by minute by second, and half a minute later, Ye Qiu still stood there and smiled at him.
Something is wrong.
The short old man crossed his fingers in front of him again and changed his gestures quickly. After a few seconds, he pointed at Ye Qiu again and said, "Down!"
Ten seconds later.
Ye Qiu still didn't fall down, just like a normal person.
"What exactly is going on?"
The short old man was shocked and angry. He had used curses in the past with perfect success, but for some reason, they failed on Ye Qiu.
"Do you want to continue?"
Ye Qiu looked at the short old man and smiled and said, "I told you just now that I am very capable."
"Your curse may be useful to others, but it has no effect on me at all."
After saying that, Ye Qiu walked towards the short old man.
The short old man was a little panicked. His biggest trump card was the curse, but he never expected that the curse would have no effect on Ye Qiu.
"Hmph, even if I die today, I will support you."
After the short old man finished speaking, he suddenly waved his sleeves towards Ye Qiu.
Whoosh!
Hundreds of poisonous needles flew out from the short old man's cuffs, overwhelming Ye Qiu, and in the blink of an eye, they all landed on Ye Qiu's body, making a "dinging" sound.
Hit!
The short old man looked happy.
But the next second, panic appeared on his face.
"How can this be?"
Hundreds of poisonous needles fell to the ground one after another after hitting Ye Qiu. Ye Qiu's body was like a hard wall that could not be penetrated at all.
Just when the short old man was shocked, Ye Qiu punched the short old man on the cervical spine with lightning speed.
"go to hell!"
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The 2nd update. The 3rd update is still being written, and it will probably be until midnight. I suggest you read it during the day.
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