PFC Chapter 194: The Martial Saint Attacks, Chu He's Backhand
Chapter 194: The Martial Saint Attacks, Chu He's Backhand
"Who the hell are you?"
The masked grandmaster in black clothes asked in a gloomy voice.
He felt that he was in this assassination attempt.
It feels like someone has set a trap for me.
Which old rival in the Wuxue Building attacked him?
One can avoid a grandmaster's sneak attack in a split second, and another grandmaster can attack him head-on.
Can this be considered a master?
This is nonsense!
"The killer from Wuxue Tower?" A smile appeared in Chu He's eyes.
"Didn't you first check the target's strength before you took action? Or were you waiting for me to reveal my strength?"
This playful tone.
The Grand Master Killer's face froze when he heard this. He was the gold medal killer of the Mist Blood Tower.
I was actually ridiculed by a mission target?
"you wanna die!"
next moment.
He waved his hand and a ten-foot-long sword energy shot out. At the same time, his figure flashed and disappeared.
Chu He swung the long knife in his hand.
Thunder suddenly appeared, directly breaking up the sword energy, and the man holding the knife became alert.
As expected of a grandmaster-level killer, his concealment skills are very strong.
He didn't just disappear.
But its speed was too fast, so fast that even the average master could not catch its figure.
"But what's the use of you being fast?" Chu He closed his eyes slightly.
Carefully feel the fluctuations and oscillations in the surrounding space.
To be honest, if this grandmaster in black tights confronted him face to face, he would probably have to run away.
But this person actually chose the stupidest way.
bang... bang...
"Hehe...I found you!" There was a hint of coldness in Chu He's eyes.
He sensed the feedback from the rules of space.
"Three o'clock on the left, I'm going to blow your ass!"
Before he finished speaking, Chu He's whole body of true energy suddenly burst out, his body arched, and all his muscles tightened in an instant.
The next moment, he stepped heavily, raising a cloud of dust, and his body was like an arrow shot from a bow, with a flash of lightning, shooting straight three feet, and stabbing a knife into the air.
puff-
There was the sound of a sharp blade entering the body, accompanied by a shrill scream.
"Oh, he's not seriously injured?" Chu He was secretly surprised.
He naturally controlled the strength of the knife very well, but he didn't expect that the grandmaster in black tights would just cover his anus and scream.
It is obvious that it still has fighting power.
Failed!
"Boy, you must die!" The grandmaster in black clothes hated this target in his heart.
Actually stabbed him in the anus?
If he was not a grandmaster with strong physical cultivation, he would definitely sing a song of "Withered Chrysanthemum" under this knife.
Even so.
The electric arc on the Thunder Blade also made the delicate anus feel uncomfortable, numb and tingling.
This kid is so perverted...
His eyes were red, he covered his chrysanthemum, and stared at Chu He, trying to find an opportunity to assassinate him again.
But at this time Chu He was unwilling to play with him.
He was in a hurry.
By the time everyone in the sect is dead, it won’t matter whether they complete the task or not.
The main thing is that it makes him lose face!
He messed up the first thing he did when he entered the Demon Prison. How can he survive in the circle in the future?
The valley is full of momentum.
Shocking whirlpools rose up one after another.
Chu He instantly turned into a man of shining green light, carrying a thunder knife.
Take one step forward.
He instantly crossed a distance of ten feet, appeared in front of the grandmaster in black clothes, and slashed at his chest with a knife.
"court death!"
The grandmaster in black tights was furious, and he bent his hands and grabbed Chu He's head.
It depends on whether your knife is faster or my dragon claws can catch you first!
Then, Chu He's move was a feint.
The moment the claw marks came down.
Chu He turned again, using the space shuttle to the extreme, and disappeared in front of the black-clad grandmaster with a single mistake.
"Space rules???"
The black-clad grandmaster was shocked. How could this be possible?
He was a grandmaster, but he couldn't comprehend the rules of space.
But he didn't know.
There is also a cheat called "Xuanming Xukong Jing".
After all, there are only a few people in the world who can master the basics of this technique, let alone the ultimate mastery of it.
puff-
Another green light flashed by, and the grandmaster in black clothes and tights instantly broke free from his hands. He was smashed into pieces by the terrifying lightning knife force, and then was kicked hard in the chest by Chu He.
It flew more than ten feet away before embedding itself deep into the stone wall.
"call--"
After finishing the work, Chu He exhaled.
If the Grand Master of the Mist Blood Tower hadn't been so stupid as to not use his Grand Master domain, he would have been crushed head-on.
Nor would it end up like this.
"Clap--"
At this time, a burst of applause came from the sky above the valley.
A figure slowly descended.
The person who came was an old man, wearing a purple gold crown, with slightly gray hair on his temples, and dressed in white clothes, spotless, giving people the feeling that he possessed infinite power.
"Who are you?" Chu He frowned slightly.
Ye Jianming did not come, but an unknown martial saint came instead. Moreover, the aura of this old man was extremely strange.
how to say.
Although he was dressed in an ethereal manner, he gave people the feeling that he was a bad guy at first glance.
The visitor ignored Chu He.
Instead, he put his hands behind his back, as if treating Chu He as an ant.
And this is indeed the case. No matter how big an ant is, it is still an ant after all.
But he didn't expect it.
Even ants will bite when they are angry!
Maybe he thought about it, but he was too confident in his own strength. Ants are ants after all. No matter how anxious they are, can they hurt him?
"Fuck, this guy is so cool!" Chu He looked at the old man. If his strength allowed it, he really wanted to turn around and slap him.
The old man stood for a while.
He said calmly to both sides of the valley, "Marquis Weiwu, huh? Come out! You should know that you...can't sneak attack me!"
This calm tone is full of confidence in one's own strength.
Although he had just survived the Saint Tribulation and his strength had doubled, he was still not something a mere Grandmaster could stop him.
"Ha ha..."
"As expected of a remnant of the Blood God Cult, you're so brave!" Du Wufu flew out from the crevice in the valley and came to Chu He.
He whispered, "Boy, this is tough. Where's your backup plan? Show it quickly, or I'll have to run for my life."
Martial Saint!
He is not stupid. If he really fights with all his might, the two of them will be captured alive within ten moves.
If the other party's rule world is released, he will probably kneel down in an instant.
Although he is known as the Half-Step Martial Saint.
But when you meet a true Martial Saint, it is far from enough.
one more.
His last clash with Ye Jianming had fully proven that he was no match for the Martial Saint.
But where did this old fellow Ye Jianming find the help of the Martial Saint?
Du Wufu pondered secretly in his heart.
When Chu He heard this, his eyes rolled back.
Backhand?
There must be some.
At this time, two more sounds of breaking through the air were heard above the valley.
"Haha, kid, I'm not too late!" A hearty laugh came from far away.
The man who came was carrying a big sword and dressed in the clothes of the Demon Refining Bureau. He was the Sword Demon Li Batian.
Following him was the old monk Jingxiu from Lingyuan Temple.
Chu He bowed to the Sword Demon and said, "Your Excellency has arrived just in time!"
See the old monk appear.
Chu He finally let go of his worries.