Brother Beggar refuses to beg

He knows his origins!

Yin Su's eyes froze, but he deliberately avoided the topic, and only said: "When the conflict between the Dayuan Dynasty and the Western Regions was fierce, the national teacher appeared in the royal court of the Xuannu people, and said some gods and gods. Anyone would think that you are making excuses for your treason."

Too lazy to care about the inexplicable things the other party is talking about, Yin Su just doesn't want him to slander Xie Chen, so he just puts on a treasonous label with his backhand.

After finishing speaking, he was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he took out the green bamboo stick tied around his waist and hit it. The continuous stick drew a phantom, like a tailor-made net to envelop the national teacher. get away.

"Young Master Yin, have you ever heard a saying: When the sky is in the sky, the sun shines down on the earth. The dark stars are hidden, and you can't use martial arts with words." While dealing with Yin Su's attack, the national teacher tried to persuade him, "This is right. The verdict of Dayuan Chaofu said that Wuhun will ignite the flames of war, leaving the world devastated and the people displaced. Even so, you still want to protect him?"

"Hehe." Yin Su sneered, thinking that this national teacher is more powerful than the paparazzi media who read pictures and make up stories. He can tell a sensational outline of a novel with just a sentence that doesn't match the context.

The short stick in his hand was swung airtightly, and all the moves under the dog-beating stick method were executed like clouds and flowing water.

The movement of the fighting here alarmed the Xuan Nu people who lived around. Somebody yelled, and more and more Xuan Nu people gathered around with weapons in their hands.

It is difficult for ordinary people to intervene in the duel between masters, but Xie Chen can keep up with the attacking moves of the two, but Wuhun basically doesn't bother to distinguish between the enemy and the enemy, and once they are in a melee, they will attack together.

For some reason today, he has been refusing to participate in the battle in his heart, and there is a voice in his heart telling him to stay away, don't hurt that person.

Who is that person, Xie Chen doesn't know, there is only one thought in his mind, which is to kill the national teacher and his party.

Anyone who came here at this time would have to die if they affected the situation of the battle and prevented him from completing the task.

The sword in his hand reflected the light and waved it, as fast as lightning and as dazzling as a shooting star.Piercing the enemy's chest, throat, and abdomen, these deadly places, it was a little red when it was pulled out, and it disappeared without a trace with a light wave of the hand, restoring the spotless and bright sword body.

In front of the huge King's Court of Gersay City, the two battle groups were separated. No one dared to disturb the two dueling masters. Anyone who dared to approach was beaten with long and thin stick marks on his head and face, and finally vomited blood and died.

It can be said that not only will he die, but he will also be beaten into a pig's head and disfigured before he dies.

Seeing Xie Chen, Xie Chen suddenly changed his mind and did not besiege him with Yin Su, thinking that the pressure would be much lighter.With the Vajra Fudo who has cultivated to perfection, he believes that there are few people in the world who can cause harm to him, so he can't help but want to convince the deceived people in front of him.

"Based on the miraculous experience of Mr. Yin's resurrection from the dead, I must have a deeper understanding of some mysterious power that surpasses human power. Before Master Qinghe passed away, he once made a divination for the common people in the world, and now it has come true one by one."

"Xie Chen left Xie's house, giving Duan Lin the opportunity to take charge of the Southwest and Northwest armies, and then the Western Regions and the Dayuan Dynasty, which had been stable for many years, resumed. The prophecy of the hexagrams began to work from the day he married you. It's a pity. Xie Guogong concealed the fact that he gave birth to twins back then, which made me always think that the vision of two suns appeared in the sky, and it was the time of great changes."

The speed of the two palms was so fast that it was dizzying, and each palm was fighting for internal strength and speed.Yin Su also admired him for being able to find time to speak in between.

"Mr. Yin, do you know that Duan Lin and Mrs. Mrs. Xie are twins?"

I know, none of your business.

Yin Su complained in his heart, did not open his mouth to speak, and made moves without changing his face, silently calculating how many layers of Kanglong BUFF can be stacked by [Longyue Yuyuan] and [Kanglong Youhui].

These two skills are connected, and the BUFF can be piled up to eight layers within a certain period of time, which can deal extremely high damage.After coming to this world for a long time, no one can make him stack up to eight layers. Basically, he will die after one or two moves.

In the absence of game BUFF monitoring, Yin Su can only rely on mental calculations and feelings.The national teacher in front of him is a rare super master, or an endless enemy, so he has to be extremely cautious.

Seeing that he didn't respond, the national teacher guessed that he should know about this, so he said again, "Then Mr. Yin still knows that Duan Lin wants Mr. Xie's heart and blood to revive the martial spirit in his blood?"

Yin Su frowned, feeling that his statement was a bit different from the actual situation, and he was probably trying to mislead him.

This slight fluctuation did not escape the eyes of the national teacher. Seeing that he was touched, he said again: "The Xie family has never had dual martial souls. How does Duan Lin know that taking blood is harmless to Mr. Xie? Take a look With Mr. Xie's appearance now, do you still think that Duan Lin has no intention of doing harm?"

Questioning one after another, hitting Yin Su's heart full of doubts, Xie Chen's state is indeed what he is most worried about now.

He hesitated in his heart, and the movements of his hands were a beat slower. This slight change could not be seen by ordinary people, but it could not escape the eyes of the national teacher who is also a top master.

Taking advantage of his restlessness, the national teacher concentrated his energy on his palm, and risked Yin Su's palm to bump into him head-on, then quickly turned sideways, and slapped him on the back of his waist.

At the cost of injury for injury, Yin Su hit his left shoulder at most, but he was different this time, if he hit, he would still be seriously injured if he did not die.

However in

When the two sides exchanged their bodies, their eyes met in a daze. There was no panic or fear in Yin Su's eyes, but there was still a hint of a smile hidden in his eyes.

Before they had time to think, the two palms reached each other at the same time, and the expected result was exactly the opposite.

"Exactly the eighth floor."

Severe internal pain hit, warm liquid gushed out from the throat, a piece of dark red blood sprayed on the gray-black ground, and dyed several dry weeds on the ground with bright colors.

The vague four words came from his ear, which made him very puzzled. Why did it become like this?

It was obvious that his thunderous palm had already hit Yin Su, even if he was so powerful that he seriously injured himself, why his palm didn't have any effect.

In his darkened eyes due to serious injuries, Yin Su's figure swayed, and the blood from the corner of his mouth dripped down his chin and onto the skirt of his clothes and the ground.

This proved that the palm had indeed hit the other party. Next, the other party not only did not fall to the ground, but also did not adjust his breath again. Instead, he opened the jug he had been carrying and started to drink with his head raised.

Surrounded by Xie Chen's unilateral massacre, all those who rushed up were killed. A huge falcon hovered in the sky, and would swoop down from time to time, taking away the eyes of one or two people who intended to attack.

The sounds of fighting and wailing were particularly horrific in the night, but in this field of Shura, the injured person made an unusual movement.

The drinker raised his head, lowered his waist lower and lower, forming a semi-circular arc, and his posture was extraordinarily bold and domineering.The cold wine entered the mouth, passed through the throat, and slowly turned into a wave of heat that radiated from the body.

The pain and weakness caused by the injury gradually eased. After he discovered his intention to exchange injuries for injuries, Yin Su was somewhat uneasy. He had won crushing victories against the enemy before, and he hadn't been like this with a real master yet. Died.

Fortunately, the last hit is the eighth floor of [Kanglong Youhui]!

Players of the Beggar Gang know very well that under the damage output routine of the Beggar Gang, they either follow the genre of one palm beggar, or the genre of stacking eight layers.

Yin Su is a person who is used to stacking eight layers. When he reaches the eighth layer, no one can stand and leave from his hands.

Originally, he was worried that his eighth layer would not have a chance to stack up, but the last time dragged on for a long time, and both sides were very cautious.It can only be said that sleepy just sent the pillow, and the national teacher sent himself to the door.

Feeling the gradually regaining strength of his limbs and the wound on his back being repaired by inexplicable forces, Yin Su knew that the most characteristic skill effect of [Laughing Drunk Man] had taken effect.

In addition to reducing damage, its greatest use is to restore full health, which is equivalent to having a second life.

At this moment, what Yin Su wanted to thank the most was Liu Changfeng, who cheated him. Unexpectedly, he really moved all the martial arts from the game over. If there were no special skills of the beggar gang, who would win the game today? Not necessarily.

While the wound on his body was being repaired, Yin Su felt a tightness in his chest and opened his mouth to take a deep breath.As a result, when he opened it, a mouthful of blood poured out, forcing him to lean forward and bend over to spit out a large puddle of blood.

Xie Chen, who harvested his life like a god of killing, waved the sword in his hand expressionlessly, surrounded by mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Warm blood and fresh human life are worthless in Wuhun's icy eyes, and all he cares about is the culprit who makes him full of murderous intent.

From time to time, his cold eyes looked at the two people who were fighting. The more time passed, the more irritable he became. Only the killing instinct remained to affect his body and mind. Emotions left and right.

Kill him, kill that nonsense monster!

No, I will hurt Yin Su, I can't control myself, I can't, I can't get close!

The two thoughts were pulling repeatedly, and Xie Chen hesitated in the movement of his hands. The fearless Xuan Nuren went forward and followed one after another. In the chaos, there were always places that could not be taken care of, adding scars one after another in the battle.

Wuhun is different from Xie Chen, he is never afraid of pain, even though he can feel that his strength is not as good as before this time, he still fights hard and has no intention of shrinking back.

It is this kind of fearless and powerful force that makes people in the world awe. For so many years, Wuhun has been worshiped as a god, or feared like a ghost.

Everything in the outside world can never shake Wuhun's will.

Before Yin Su was injured, everyone knew this, including Xie Chen himself.

And when he vomited out that mouthful of vermilion, a strong heart palpitation shocked the Wuhun who was killing, and stopped all movements.

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