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Chapter seven hundred and thirty

On the bamboo rafts, those young regular script scripts seemed to be given life. From the sky, the sound of reciting could be heard faintly, and the lingering sound lingered.

The voice is solemn and solemn, and it seems that people can't help but want to worship it.

Xiang Que gritted his teeth to get rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind. He made no more unnecessary moves and watched as the other party used the bamboo arranging instrument to vigorously disperse his body-fixing technique.

"Hehe... Xiangque, so what if you have a secret? Do you dare to touch me?" A contemptuous smile appeared on the face of the man in the hoodie. The smile was strange and full of unspeakable contempt: "You are thousands of miles away.

The pursuit will be in vain in the end. Although my cultivation is not as good as yours, what can you do to me?"

The man in the hoodie has a fearless attitude and is quite arrogant. In Northeastern dialect, it means that he is so breathless and stinky that it makes him angry, but he just puts on an expression that says there is nothing you can do with me, which makes people hate him.

Itchy.

Xiang Que frowned tightly and looked at the other person thoughtfully. The man in the hoodie smiled disdainfully, put one hand in his pocket and held the straw man in his right hand, and said: "Xiang Que, I know you are from Gujing Temple, others may not understand.

What is the ins and outs of your Gujing Guan, do you think I can know? Haha, in terms of the background, your Gujing Guan is not worthy of carrying shoes for our family, what if I just want to touch your family? What can you do to me?"

"Gaba" Xiang Que clenched his fists and pinched his fingers, and said calmly: "Is this the reason why you dare to go to Shenyang to touch my family? Do you think I dare not kill you? Then why are you running? You can just show off there.

Wait for me to come back, then point at me with your finger and say, "Xiang Que, do you dare to touch a hair on my head? I'll ask you, are you afraid of how far you can go?"

The man in the hoodie squinted his eyes and said, "Do I have the same experience as you? When have you ever seen an elephant treat an ant as an equal? ​​Xiang Que, I don't think you're a billionaire at all. Do you understand?"

Xiang Que took two steps forward, and his sinister eyes fell on the man in the hoodie. The temperature in his eyes seemed to have dropped below freezing. The other person seemed to be forced by his momentum and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Chichi, chichi!" At this moment, the ferret on the branch above the man in the hoodie suddenly called twice. He looked up subconsciously and suddenly found a white shadow falling from the sky.

Even if a ferret is well versed in human nature, it is impossible for it to understand things as well as humans. Naturally, it could not understand the conversation between Xiang Que and the man in the hoodie, so the ferret kept squatting on the branches looking for opportunities to take action.

Now, as soon as the man in the hoodie retreated below him, the ferret immediately jumped down from the air and swept his two claws across an afterimage towards his chest.

The man in the hoodie was suddenly startled. He couldn't keep himself off guard and hurriedly staggered towards the side. Xiang Que suddenly waved his hand, and a cold light suddenly flashed in the forest. The broken sword that had flown out before was called back by Xiang Que.

The broken sword suddenly slashed across the opponent's right side.

"Poof" a bloody light flashed, and the broken sword was like cutting into tofu. It cut off the hooded man's right hand at the wrist, and Xiang Que jumped over with a "swish" and stretched out his hand to cut off the man who had not yet landed.

The straw man took it into his hands.

"Ah..." The man in the hoodie roared in pain and covered his severed hand. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He bent down and picked up his palm, but was shocked to find that the hand that had just been chopped off was in the middle of the hand.

It shriveled up quickly, and the right hand that should have been full of flesh and blood instantly turned into skin and bones, and the bones on the palm became extremely charred and black, without a trace of life.

The evil energy on the Broken Sword cut off all the mobile phones in Broken's hand, making it difficult to recover!

If the hand is broken, it is not difficult to reattach it as long as time allows. But this broken hand seems to have been exposed to the sun for a long time. It has become dry and has no life at all. Even if you get five

When Zero Two Glue is connected, it looks like a chicken paw is connected, which is very nondescript.

"Hand...my hand, Xiang Que, you dare to break my hand." The man in the hoodie said hysterically: "I want to destroy your whole family, and even Gujing Temple can't protect you. If you dare to break my hand,

I will make your whole family’s life worse than death.”

"Are you a fucking tiger? Are you a tiger?" Xiang Que stretched out his hand and retracted the broken sword. He walked up to the opponent with squinted eyes and took small steps and frowned: "Are you a fucking tiger to the extreme?

At this time, you are still threatening me honestly. Are you really afraid that you will not die? Are you really afraid that I will not be able to make up my mind to kill you? "

"Haha, Xiang Que, I'm afraid you won't dare to kill me even if I don't die. Can you afford the price of killing me?" the man in the hoodie said with great disdain.

"Well, what you said does make sense. I really have to think about it to kill you." Xiang Que nodded in agreement.

"You dare to destroy my whole hand, and you can't afford the price."

"Haha, is that right?" Xiang Que shook the broken sword in his hand, and then said harshly: "I do have to think about killing you, but after thinking about it, I should kill you."

"Whoa!" He swung his sword at Que Yijian. In the stunned eyes of the other party, the sword wiped his neck, and blood arrows sprayed out in all directions.

When the man in the hoodie was about to die, the emotions in his eyes were very complicated, including shock, shock, and disbelief. Several emotions were very complicated and entangled together. In the final analysis, he really didn't believe that Xiang Que would kill him.

Xiang Que spat, and the broken sword rubbed the blood on the opponent's body: "I did hesitate to kill you. To be honest, this is the first time I have hesitated, so you have to do it before you die."

I am proud that you have the ability to make me hesitate... But hesitation is hesitation, but you still have to kill. Who made you talk so damn bitch, and you have also touched the bottom line that I will never allow."

"Pa" Xiang Dian took out a cigarette, smoked melancholy, and sighed quietly. At this moment, he was full of helplessness and entanglement. Killing this person was too complicated.

When Xiang Que went to the ancient well to watch, the old Taoist had specifically told him that there is a kind of person who is not easy to offend now. Even if there is a grudge, just hide away if you can, and try not to get entangled too much.

This is the first time so far that the Taoist has told him to stay away from others, so Xiang Que has always kept it in mind, and he is very fortunate that he has not encountered this kind of situation for more than half a year since he went down the mountain.

He never expected that he would encounter him now, and he would encounter him in an unsolvable situation. The other party dared to touch his family, and he could not retreat either emotionally or rationally.

Kill, you have to kill, but you can’t do otherwise!

If you don't kill him, Xiang Que will have trouble sleeping and eating.

But killing him would be too much trouble.

After Xiang Que finished smoking a cigarette, a phantom slowly appeared on the other party's body. Before the other party's soul could develop intelligence, Xiang Que quickly sealed the soul of the man in the hoodie, and then cut the broken sword in front of him.

Through a gap, the dead souls stepped into the underworld.

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