The rampant comprehensive martial arts starts from Jinyiwei Qianhu

Chapter 150 149. A man should be like this

Yi Kui probably didn't expect a small head catcher to dare to draw a knife at him.

He glanced at Xing Yusen with the eyes of a fool, and showed him a row of yellow teeth.

"This seat, the green demon hand, is crying, are you sure you want to arrest this seat?"

"Green Demon Hand? This head catcher doesn't care whether you are the Green Demon Shou or a salty pig hand. Hand over the hostages and capture them without a fight. This is your only future!"

Xing Yusen had never heard of Yi Kui's name at all. He patted his chest with a righteous face, and he almost had the four characters "Sin Buster" engraved on his forehead.

Xiao Liu at the side leaned close to his ear and whispered a reminder.

"Master, he has no hostages."

Xing Butou's face twitched, he couldn't hold back.

"Of course the head catcher knows. This is called the case-handling process, understand? If you watch it carefully, you can learn a little bit about the head catcher, which is enough to benefit you for a lifetime."

Seeing the dumb faces of the two arresters, Yikui grinned and ignored them.

Let's deal with this little boy wearing a golden silk armor first.

He moved the fingers of his hands, the wrought-iron gloves on his hands creaked, and some blue powder lightly sprinkled on Chen Jiu.

There are seven poisons in the martial arts world, the most poisonous being the green demon hand.

With her poisonous skills, Yi Kui earned the reputation of Qingmo Yekui in the martial arts world, so she is no ordinary person.

The cyan gloves, cyan cloth robe, cyan hat, and cyan eyes, combined with the cyan vigor when he shot, made people feel chills at first sight, and just wanted to escape from the cyan horror atmosphere.

Two words describe his kung fu.

overbearing!

Four words to describe.

Green mood!

Bah, it's extremely domineering.

It's a pity that Poison Kungfu is effective for others, and it is no different from prickly heat powder for Chen Jiu, who is full of heavenly energy.

He pulled the red sleeve knife out of the scabbard, and with a shake of the blade, it released a faint fragrance under the operation of internal force. With a simple stroke, the powder scattered by Yiku was dispersed, and the pendants behind him were protected.

The Green Demon Hand, ranked No. 90 in the weapon spectrum, right?

The penultimate is also qualified to be arrogant in front of him?

Yikui couldn't help shrinking his eyes when Chen Jiu drew out the red sleeve knife.

Although Jinfengdriyulou is down and out now, it used to be a martial arts force that dominated one side. As a master of the evil sect of the older generation, he has naturally heard the name of the Red Sleeve Knife.

In one night, Sheng Xue vomited alone, and the wind and rain were red-sleeved swords!

The Red Sleeve Knife is indeed a good knife, his Cyan Demon Hand is not as good as it.

but.

No one is worthy to stand in front of him with a magic weapon.

Time is the most powerful knife.

Yi Kui suddenly felt a little emotional. Back then, he was still a stunned young man who grew up listening to the names of masters of the older generation, but now, he is also a master of the older generation.

The little white face in front of him has an extraordinary appearance. He looks like he is about to be weak, but he is not afraid of himself, and he is also the heir of Su Mengzhen, so he can be called a young talent.

But young talents are nothing before they grow up.

Yi Kui was a little excited.

What he likes to hear most is the desperate wailing of geniuses before they die.

Cry, cry, wail, and then.
go to hell!
Yi Kui completely let go of his aura, and the coercion of the great master who defies everything swept across the entire inn.

Xing Butou and Xiao Liu were crushed by Yi's aura when he was crying, and they were paralyzed on the ground, not daring to move at all.

The grand master's aura is so domineering.

At this time, few people in the inn could stand firm.

Tong Xiangyu and Bai Zhantang were lying on their stomachs at the top of the stairs, Lu Xiucai and Guo Furong were squatting in the corner shivering, and on the second floor of the inn were two young people lying on their stomachs. They looked at Yikui downstairs, and there was a trace of envy in their eyes. .

"Master Ling, when we can learn this kind of kung fu, we will die without regret."

"Young Master Zhong, there will be a day when we will be no worse than this old man."

In their eyes, Yikui, the Green Demon Hand, undoubtedly controls Thunder and Lightning.

Almost everyone in the inn thought so, including Linglingfa and Princess Yunluo.

Ling Lingfa was digging in his arms, holding a small tool in his palm, ready to find a chance to help.

Only Zhao Min stood fearlessly behind Chen Jiu, she just felt bored.

"You kill him quickly, and take me to eat some delicious food. This girl will forgive your behavior yesterday."

Yikui almost failed, he smiled ferociously, and decided to torture the little girl later.

"Boy, you should act first. Don't say that I won't give you a chance. When you arrive at Huangquan Road, enter the Hall of Yama, report your name, and reincarnate in your next life. Remember to make a detour when you see me."

Chen Jiu's evaluation is yes.

So much nonsense.

He frowned and sneered.

"Okay."

"Oh what!"

Yi Kui saw a full moon coming towards him, and the momentum was no worse than that of a great master himself.

Even stronger.

Under Chen Jiu's full internal energy, the Red Sleeve Knife let out a clear moan, and the slight fragrance gradually became stronger, overshadowing the fishy smell from the Green Demon Hand.

"impossible!"

Yi Kui was a little flustered, and the blue light in his hand suddenly appeared, and he used the poison kung fu to the extreme.

The blue light in his hand turned from light blue to dark green, like two whirlpools, and then he kicked his feet and rushed towards Chen Jiu.

"Forgive the fluorescence of the rotten grass, how can it compare with the bright moon of the heart of heaven!"

Chen Jiu was not afraid at all, the red sleeve knife changed from cutting to sweeping, its route changed strangely, with afterimages on the blade, covering Yikui from all directions, like a cage, suppressing the green light brought by the opponent's poisonous kung fu until it went out.

"die!"

As Chen Jiu's words fell, the Red Sleeve Knife had chopped off Yi Kui's hands and fell to the ground. Finally, a cold light appeared on his neck. Then, in a flash, a head flew into the air, and finally landed on the ground. staircase.

A wave of lying emotions welled up in Bai Zhantang's heart. He stared at Chen Jiu who put the red-sleeved knife back into its sheath, and couldn't believe his eyes.

A great master, just so uninjured by others?
This is the grand master who ranks No. 90 on the weapon spectrum?

Bai Zhantang looked at Yikui's dead head, his face was full of horror and disbelief.

The blue color on Yikui's face gradually receded, but the blood on his neck was dark green, the blood at the corner of his mouth was also dark green, and the same dark green eyes had lost their luster.

Although he told Yi to cry, he never cried. Instead, he liked to laugh.

But now, this person should not be able to laugh anymore.

Kou Zhong was also dumbfounded, he pinched Xu Ziling's thigh fiercely, and asked him in a suspicious tone.

"Master Ling, I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"Young Master Zhong, you are not dreaming, because my leg really hurts!"

Pain is right.

Kou Zhong nodded, an inexplicable gleam appeared in his eyes.

A great master was beheaded by a young man who didn't seem to be as old as Guo Furong.

It didn't even seem to be hurt at all.

Guo Furong: Are you saying I am old?Overwhelming!

Talking and laughing at destroying the enemy, taking it easy, Kou Zhong was envious of the demeanor that the mountain collapsed before him and his face remained unchanged.

Boys do it!
(End of this chapter)