This is the first time Wang Kunlun has taken action since Xiangque disappeared until his return. He has faded away from the idle life of a retired elderly person, and has once again appeared in a majestic outfit. The God of Death has once again embarked on the road of return.
This year, Wang Kunlun had never touched anything lethal except for a kitchen knife. This year, the most he did was sit on a bench in the community and bask in the sun, and he never practiced
One move after another, but this does not mean that Wang Kunlun will never come back from his outstanding career.
The sweeping monk in the Shaolin Temple in The Eight Parts of The Dragon, who knows how many years he has been sweeping the floor without ever using force, looked at him and waved the broom in his hand. Qiao Feng and Murong Fu's father did the same.
Tutu, a so-called master, even if he hasn't used it for many years, his skills will not completely degrade. Maybe it is a kind of precipitation.
Teaming up with Li Qiuzi to kill Chen Mingyin may be the most authentic portrayal of Wang Kunlun, who is known as the next generation of killers after Bai Qi.
Chen Mingyin squinted his eyes and glanced at Wang Kunlun in front of him and Li Qiuzi in the yard. He didn't care about these two once his most proud disciples. What he was really worried about was whether Xiang Que was hiding in secret, Li Qiuzi and Li Qiuzi.
On Wang Kunlun
He knew how much he weighed, and he didn't believe that the two of them could defeat him together. Especially since Wang Kunlun had just said that he didn't use any of Longhushan's techniques, Chen Mingyin scorned him even more.
What can you do without this?
After leaving Longhu Mountain, whose disciples did you become a disciple of?
Seeing the contempt in his eyes swept away, Wang Kunlun let out a deep breath and lowered his head slightly. Suddenly Chen Mingyin was shocked. Wang Kunlun's eyes in front of him turned red without knowing when, and he was very bloodthirsty.
The smell of blood filled the air, making Chen Mingyin's nose smell an unreal smell of blood.
"You, you, you..." Chen Mingyin clicked his tongue and said, "How many people have you killed? Are you crazy?"
Killing one person is considered a crime, killing ten thousand people is considered a hero, and killing nine million people is considered a hero among heroes. Looking at the world for five thousand years, where are the heroes who do not kill people?
The God of Death Bai Qi, with surging murderous aura, stood in front of the enemy's formation. His name alone was enough to scare millions of troops from taking a step forward. Wang Kunlun was not in such a state, but when he deliberately released the
Chen Mingyin was also shocked by the blood that had been condensed over the years.
"Gaba, Gaba" Wang Kunlun's body felt like fried beans, and there was a sound as his bones rubbed against each other. He stared with red eyes and opened his mouth and shouted: "Kill"
"Whoa!" Wang Kunlun suddenly jumped over, hunched his shoulders and bumped into Chen Mingyin very stiffly. The other party was shocked by his reckless collision. He took a few steps back in panic and then dodged. Wang Kunlun immediately opened his mouth.
Sweeping his fingers across, Chen Mingyin stretched out his hand and scratched it. He suddenly felt that his arm was as solid as a rock and there was a muffled "bang" when the two touched it.
Outside the house, Li Qiuzi saw the two of them fighting. He drew out his mahogany sword and jumped up. He jumped up to the second floor and stabbed Chen Mingyin directly with his sword: "Today, I will send the leader of Longhu Mountain to the underworld."
"Although you have been blessed with the destiny of heaven, the disadvantage is that you have been practicing for too few years. You should have good potential, but you are just a bit young. In terms of qualifications, you are really not as good as Wang Kunlun. You have a few tricks on the Longhu Mountain to know how to press the box. You
I haven't practiced to the point of reaching the peak, and you want to kill me? What a wishful thinking that must be." Chen Mingyin glanced at Li Qiuzi with disdain, the look of contempt in his eyes was very strong.
Li Qiuzi was unmoved and said calmly: "Chen Mingyin, are you trying to show your courage? Even if Wang Kunlun and I can't kill you, you can't get out alive today. Zhao Fangzhuo died two years ago, and Zhang Qingfang died.
A year ago, you were the only headmaster of the three great sects left to survive. Do you think our layout is so meticulous that we can give you a chance to survive today?"
Chen Mingyin suddenly frowned, and Li Qiuzi suddenly turned around and shouted: "Xiang Que, it's your turn."
"What, he's really here?" Chen Mingyin screamed, looking out the window in surprise out of reflex.
Li Qiuzi grinned and snorted contemptuously. He gently shook the peach wood sword in his hand, and a sword flower floated towards Chen Mingyin's chest. Wang Kunlun looked at him and was stunned for a moment. He made a fist with his right hand and raised his arm towards Chen Mingyin heavily.
He drove through it.
Chen Mingyin's reaction to being frightened by the word "Xiang Que" was delayed by half a beat. A sword and a punch came to him in the blink of an eye. Without enough time to dodge, he could only bite the bullet and catch the two of them, angrily speaking.
He scolded: "You two bastards who deceived me and destroyed my ancestors, how dare you trick me?"
After Li Qiuzi shouted to Xiang Que, Xiang Que's figure did not appear. Chen Mingyin immediately understood that Li Qiuzi was here to distract him and disturb his mind.
Chen Mingyin was upset and angry for a while, not because of his sudden distraction, but because of the word "xiangque", he was so frightened that he lost his sense of proportion. He really complied with that sentence, the shadow of a famous tree!
"Boom!" Wang Kunlun pounded his chest in a circle. Chen Mingyin suddenly felt that his bones were about to be broken apart. The blood in his chest and abdomen kept churning. He closed his mouth and swallowed back the blood that reached his mouth.
After he forcefully received Wang Kunlun's punch, he stretched out his hand and grabbed his arm towards the side. Then he quickly walked past Li Qiuzi, stood up, stepped on the window sill, and jumped down.
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Li Qiuzi gritted his teeth and said: "Chase, don't let him return to the mountain gate, he must be killed outside."
Wang Kunlun grunted, raised his right foot, gathered strength, and shot out like a sharp arrow, landing on the ground almost exactly the same as Chen Mingyin.
Standing on the windowsill, Li Qiuzi bit the tip of his tongue, sprayed it on the peach wood sword, pointed at Chen Mingyin with two fingers: "Cut"
The peach wood sword flew out with a "swish" sound. Chen Mingyin snorted heavily and did not dodge at all. He stretched out his hand in the direction of Longhu Mountain and waved: "Ancestor Daoling, alchemy watch Longhu Mountain, vaguely
There is a dragon and a tiger leaping out. Do you know why there is such a vision descending from the sky in Dragon Tiger Mountain? Today I will let you see what Dragon Tiger Mountain is."
"Pa" Chen Mingyin slapped the flying peach wood sword with his left hand, and with his right hand pointed in the direction of Longhu Mountain Taoist Temple, holding a set of complicated handprints. Suddenly, a tiger roar came melodiously from the distant mountains and forests.
Chen Mingyin sneered and said: "There are soaring dragons and leaping tigers in Longhu Mountain, not because the ancestors of Daoling made elixirs here, but because a dragon and a tiger were already trapped in the mountain, and they were suppressed under the Longhu Mountain Taoist Temple.
You two juniors think that I, the leader of Longhu Mountain, is so superficial that I can kill you just by asking?"