Uncrowned Evil Emperor

"I | Fuck."

Hearing these words, Feng Jueyu's scalp felt numb, and he jumped up like an electric shock: "Damn, is there a ghost?"

"You're the fucking ghost." The voice continued.

Following the direction of the sound, a short, half-grown old man came out wearing a shabby linen padded jacket, holding a worn-out oil lamp in his hand.

Yizhuang is a place where no one comes. In addition, it is late at night and the light is dim. Suddenly someone came out with an oil lamp and showed a blue and gloomy grimace. Isn't it scary?

Thanks to Feng Jueyu's job as a killer in his previous life, he has seen as many dead people as a cow's hair, otherwise he would have been so scared that he would have turned his back.

Boldly, he stretched his neck and looked in the direction of the sound through the dim light: "Nimma, what a ghost."

Under the statue in the ancestral hall of the main hall, the face of the old man is not human. The old man is exceptionally long, with a big head on his neck that is as thin as a hemp stick. , three, four... a total of six hairs, and two white ones.Two green pea-sized eyes shine coldly, a small nose, a big mouth, and a black mole the size of a baby's fist on the left side of the chin, with a tuft of black hair growing vigorously on the mole.

With this face, if he is not a ghost, who would believe it?No wonder the well-informed Killer Fengda was taken aback.

But Killer Feng is sure that the person in front of him is not a ghost, but a real person, just his appearance... so he can't compliment him.

People are not scary, Feng Jueyu patted his chest and heaved a sigh of relief, then pinched his waist and pointed at the old man and scolded: "Old man, don't bring such a scare, don't you know that people scare people, scare people to death?"

Before the old man could say anything, he was accused by Feng Jueyu. He was stunned for a moment, and then cursed back: "You **** son of a bitch, ran to my land, I haven't scolded you yet, you scolded me instead!" Tell me, who are you? What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

"You care about me?" Killer Feng stared, "Who are you? Why are you hiding here in the middle of the night?"

"Yeah?" The blue-faced old man was stunned for a moment, and cursed angrily: "Who am I? I'm the one who is in charge here, the one who looks at the corpses, what about you? Say it quickly, don't say that I will report to the police, and I will arrest you. Go to jail."

"I..." Killer Fengda paused, sweating profusely, it seemed that we really ran to someone else's land.I couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.But after thinking about it, this young master didn't steal or rob, so I'm ashamed.So he straightened his back and replied, "Am I here to borrow something?"

Holding the oil lamp, the old man let out a laugh: "Damn it, the old man has lived for a long time, this is the first time I heard that someone went to the place of the dead to borrow something? Are you borrowing or stealing? Come, come, talk to the old man Tell me, what do you want to borrow?"

As the old man said, he walked towards Feng Jueyu with an oil lamp in his hand.

"I want you to take care of it." Feng Jueyu glanced at his mouth, he didn't want to stay any longer, and turned around to leave.

But when he turned around, a gust of cold wind blew over from behind, penetrating his back in the blink of an eye and blowing chills on his skin.

In a blink of an eye, the old man stood in front of Feng Jueyu unpredictably, blocking his way.

"A master?" Feng Jueyu's heart sank subconsciously, what the hell is this?A corpse guard has such a quick movement?

How could Feng Jueyu, who has been rolling on the tip of a knife for many years, not be able to see that the old man possesses martial arts, not to mention the pale light that is gradually shining on the old man, the body skills alone cannot be performed by ordinary people. Seeing it, Feng Jueyu couldn't help being speechless.

"Unexpectedly, he is still a Lianjiazi?" Feng Jueyu snorted coldly.

The seven realms of martial arts, purple, white, gold, blue, orange, blue-green, and white light represent the cultivation level of the true martial arts realm.Although Feng Jueyu only has the skills of the Void Martial Realm, his combat experience is very sophisticated. The memory brought by his previous life is full of more than ten years of assassination experience. When it comes to fighting, Xie Huangfeng will never be afraid.

Well done.With a low shout, Feng Jueyu advanced instead of retreating, stretched out his right foot and stomped fiercely, and there was a solid pounding sound on the ground.

Pong.

It was too late to say it, but it was fast at that time, the moment his right foot landed and the sound sounded, Feng Jueyu stretched out his left hand, stretched out a palm flatly, this palm was extremely fast, and the trajectory was even more varied, on the surface it was straight In the middle of the old man's face, he bent his fingertips, half-turned into claws, tilted down slightly, and locked his throat.

Huh?

The old man never thought that Feng Jueyu possessed a superb skill. This claw looks simple, but in fact it is cunning and unexpected. The move he uses is to go straight to his throat. Light, even Feng Jueyu can cut his own throat with just a little force.

The old man frowned, and also took two steps in and out without retreating, raised his right hand to block the sharp claw, stretched his shoulders slightly, made a Tai Chi circle, and pressed Feng Jueyu's right claw with softness ...

Just as he was about to fight back, there was another ear-piercing wind whizzing past on the left side, and Young Master Feng's left hand also grabbed it. The old man's heavenly spirit covers the top.

"Huh?" The old man finally raised his vigilance. In his perception, these two moves are simply stalking. No one uses such moves, but they hide extremely profound philosophical principles, which seem so natural.

Although the little guy in front of him gave him the feeling that his strength was not strong, but his moves and speed, and even his adaptability and field control ability were something few masters could do, so he had to let him eat a little bit. Surprised.

"The idea is tough." The old man's cloudy eyes suddenly flashed a sharp light. He knew that he had encountered an idea today, and his body was still injured. His strength was greatly reduced and he couldn't go all out. It seemed that he had to be careful.

"call!"

At this moment, the old man had already blocked Feng Jueyu's claws with both hands, but he didn't notice a gust of wind blowing up from below.

The crotch is the key point.

No need to look, the old man understood what was going to happen. This kid actually attacked his lower body shamelessly. Damn, I said how could the previous two moves be blocked so easily, without any strength. It turned out that it was because of this

"Fuck, you are shameless." The old man was furious.

How could Feng Jueyu care about the other party's scolding? The most obvious thing right now is that his own strength is not as good as the other party's. Even if he has practiced Hong Yuan Tian Jing, he is still a beginner after all. There are too many things in this continent that he still doesn't understand. .So it doesn't matter if you are vicious or not, vicious or not, Lao Tzu is a killer, and the way to end the battle with the least effort is king.

"You don't care about me. When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins. You know nothing."

Feng Jueyu yelled loudly, and his provocative kick was even more powerful. The sound of the wind resounded resoundingly, like a gigantic bellows had a foot-long opening, bringing a chill to the old man's crotch.

Fuck you, it's the first time I've been in the rivers and lakes all my life, I saw you so shameless, if I don't abandon you today, my surname is not Gongyang.

After cursing, the old man jumped up, crossed his hands and pressed down desperately. At the same time, his legs parted, and the figure-shaped swallow jumped up to a height of one meter...

"boom!"

The palms and legs collided, and there was a muffled sound, and the moment of fighting with true energy was presented.

The pale light on the old man's body was as dazzling as an incandescent lamp, and the strength in his hands was even stronger, causing Feng Jueyu's right foot to go numb from the shock.

Just at this moment, the life and death qi deep in the meridian began to flow in parallel and interlaced, and quickly rushed to the foot meridian, allowing him to return to normal.

Feng Jueyu retreated a few steps, secretly startled, everyone said that this world is respected by martial arts, it seems true, it is not easy for a corpse guard to have such kung fu, damn it, such a master In the business of killers on Earth, a few of them are also in the top ten, but they actually came here to look at the corpses, what a ghost.

After retreating, Feng Jueyu didn't continue to pursue him. He knew that although he had the magic power of life and death to help him, it would not be difficult to defeat the old man relying on years of killing experience, but he wouldn't be much better if he did that. Minor injuries are certain. Maybe there will be another lose-lose situation, and the gain will outweigh the loss.

Therefore, Feng Jueyu shouted: "Old man, I didn't provoke you. Don't force me. I respect the old and love the young. Let's discuss it. I'm leaving now. How about just letting this matter go?"

The old man has long been driven mad by Feng Jueyu's killing move. Although he is old, but the little brother is still aggressive and arrogant every morning, how can you bully him for nothing.

Cursing, the old man raised a puff of smoke and dust, and the ground trembled three times on the ground of the rag shoes with his big toes exposed, and he came over like a bull and a tiger: "Consult your mother, today you don't want to escape from my father-in-law!" Yang Yu's palm."

Whoohoo!

As he spoke, the old man's speed more than doubled.

It would be a lie to say that I am not afraid. After all, the old man is a real martial arts master, but Feng Jueyu is not a vegetarian. The power of the impermanence of life and death has increased dramatically during the rapid operation. After coming to the first battle after Taixuan, how can I give the earth's strength? Compatriots are ashamed.

"Fuck, I don't care if you are a ram or a ewe donkey, if you don't get out of the way, I will beat you into a dried stinky salted fish."

With a cry of hate, Feng Jueyu whipped up a gust of evil wind and rushed out to fight the old man.

Young Master Feng is a killer after all, he doesn't often do the job of confronting the enemy head-on, but he can't wait to be killed. What's more, he has received special training when he was taught by his master since he was a child. Fighting one-on-one pk is not much worse.

This pounce, dragon walking and tiger walking, five elements and eight trigrams, Xingyi Tan legs, Wing Chun Hongquan... Feng Jueyu used all the things he knew, one move after another, pressing every step of the way without mercy ...

Throat, Tianling, temple, armpit, lower abdomen, crotch, fifteen, chrysanthemum, all locked tightly in Feng Jueyu's murderous field of vision.

It can be said that the blind spots that are not bright in the eyes of the world have all become the key points that he specifically targets.