Painting the Ruthless Tyrant of the Rivers and Lakes

"Shut up, Xue'er will be fine," Zhu Youwen said angrily.

"It's not good to deceive yourself and others," Chi Lian said cruelly, before he finished speaking, his face suddenly changed, "How could it be?"

I saw that Xuenu, who was covered in black and blue from the poison, quickly faded after taking the universal detoxification pill, the poison dissipated, and her life was no longer in danger.

"Impossible," Chi Lian couldn't believe it, "I don't even have an antidote for this strange poison, how did you do it?"

"I will tell you the answer to this question myself," Zhu Youwen said with gritted teeth, looking back like a hungry wolf.

Chi Lian's eyelids twitched wildly when he was frightened, his heart was in turmoil, he had such a strong evil spirit, so terrifying.

I'm doomed, there's no escape.

This is the fear from the bottom of my heart.

"Wu Shuang," she subconsciously yelled.

"Ah," Wushuang endured the severe pain and stood up, red eyes, like a wounded beast, glaring at Zhu Youwen with hatred.

It was this boy who chopped off his roots.

revenge!revenge!

"Death," the word burst out of his mouth, but it was like falling into an extremely cold hell, and everyone present shuddered.

With a flash of cold light, Zhu Youwen came with his sword, leaving an afterimage on the spot, which stopped in front of Wushuang less than ten centimeters away.

"It's so fast," Tian Ze was shocked.

Yan Lingji subconsciously covered the two big breasts in front of her mouth, unable to restrain the excitement and excitement in her heart, "What a strong man, he is not weaker than Tian Ze."

She was originally a saintess of the Baiyue Fire Clan. She practiced the secret art of controlling fire since she was a child, and she worshiped the strong in the sky.

"..." Wushuang was stunned, he didn't even have time to move, the opponent was too fast.

"You dare to hurt my daughter, and even have evil thoughts. Damn it, only I can touch my woman, and others will die even if they think about it," Zhu Youwen said domineeringly and coldly.

Such a domineering man, Chi Lian took a step back frightened, already thinking of retreating.

"Domineering, ruthless, this guy is very similar to me," Prince Tianze sneered.

"The prince is more than a hundred times more handsome than him, this guy is not qualified to lift your shoes," the Hundred Poison King flattered.

Tian Ze suddenly laughed.

Wushuang roared angrily, and punched Zhu Youwen with a fist wrapped in wind.

Swish!The sword light flashed like a star exploding, and with a snort, blood spattered, Wushuang's fist was severed by the elbow, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ahh..." Wushuang clutched her right hand, her painful face distorted.

Chi Lian's heart beat wildly, "He could kill Wushuang with a single sword, but he only cut off his hand. He wants to kill Wushuang."

"Death is not terrible, what is terrible is the pain you endured before death," Zhu Youwen said cruelly.

"Ah..." Wushuang fought hard and swung his left fist again.

Puchi!The sword light blazed, and his left hand was cut off at the elbow.

"Ah," Wushuang raised her leg to kick him.

The Xuanbing Soul Sword reversed and danced wildly like a wind wheel, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, with a chirp, it cut off Wushuang's feet from the knees.

Boom!Wushuang, covered in blood, became a human stick and fell to the ground. His tenacious vitality did not let him die immediately. There was unspeakable pain in his eyes, and he was still deeply desperate and regretful.

"It's so cruel," Huaying turned her head away and couldn't bear to look more.

"The kindness to the enemy is the cruelty to oneself. If the husband is one step late, the fate of sister Xue'er and us may not be better than him," Li Ji said coldly.

Snow Maiden nodded.

Even though his limbs were severed, Wushuang was still tenaciously crawling on the ground, holding his fistless arm angrily, wanting to hit Zhu Youwen.

Seeing this, he suddenly lost the nature of massacre, "This is simply a piece of shit with an underdeveloped brain, so you don't need to spend more time with him."

Just when Wushuang was about to touch Zhu Youwen at last, he moved the sword in his right hand, puff, Wushuang's head was cut off, and flew into the air, blood spilling into the sky.

"Wushuang," Chi Lian shouted in despair.

"Prince Baiyue, Tianze, this is a meeting gift for you," Zhu Youwen raised his right foot, turned his body upside down, and kicked Wushuang's head like a football with a beautiful upside-down golden hook. Tall buildings in the distance.

Tian Ze laughed, "Good footwork, beautiful, naturally you can't be soft-hearted when dealing with traitors," he said, and a ball of black-red true energy came out from his right hand, smashing his head into pieces.

Both the Exorcist and the Hundred Poison King were shocked.

Yan Lingji's expression darkened. At the beginning, Wushuang also rescued her from the water prison, and she had some affection, but now she can't even leave a whole body.

Chapter 79 Desperate Red Lotus (for Subscription)

Blood was scattered all over the place outside the post station. Seeing that the situation was not good, the Chao Banshee said directly: "Retreat, let's go first."

The remnants of the South Korean army who were frightened and survived escaped in a swarm.

Wang Ben heaved a sigh of relief, paralyzed on the ground, "Finally he was saved."

Looking at the few Qin soldiers who survived, they wanted to cry but had no tears.

In the backyard, after killing Wushuang, Zhu Youwen became more alert.