Godly Arrogant Son-in-law

"It's all about to end!"

seeing that Qiu Sheng's weapons were beaten away by himself, Yishan shoujiao sneered.

Zhou Yi on one side shook his head secretly. He felt that it was not so simple.

Sure enough, Qiu Sheng also said with a gloomy smile: "do you think I will be defeated so easily by you?"

Voice down, Qiu Sheng's figure has disappeared in place.

Just in the blink of an eye, he has come to yishanzhangjiao's body.

Seeing Qiu Sheng's move, a touch of surprise flashed over Yishan Zhangjiao's face. Then he firmly grasped the long axe in his hand and chopped at Qiu Sheng vigorously.

But Qiu Sheng didn't mean to dodge. Instead, he saw the long axe cut at him.

At the same time, his hand also turned into the shape of Eagle claws, and vigorously grasped the neck of a mountain leader.

One mountain Zhang Jiao's heart can't help but snort: "it's really looking for death!"

If Qiu Sheng wants to change his life for another in this way, he will die.

After all, his axe was longer than his arm, and before the palm of his hand reached his neck, his axe had split him in half.

A moment later, Yishan Zhangjiao found that his idea was wrong. When his long axe reached half an inch from Qiu Sheng's head, he could not cut it any more, and the palm of the other party had pinched his neck.

"Go to hell!"

Qiu Sheng said with a grim smile.

With that, Qiu Sheng's fingers slowly exerting force, and yishanzhangjiao's face has become pigliver color.

"To die?" After Yishan Zhangjiao's mouth was hard to spit out two words, his hand suddenly flashed with cold light, and a silver knife suddenly appeared in his right hand.

The next second, the knife has been inserted into Qiu Sheng's heart.

Qiu Sheng eats pain, grabs a mountain Zhang Jiao's hand to force suddenly, then raises him high, then vigorously throws out.

The leader of the mountain was thrown away by him, and the whole person directly rose into the air, and then several ancient trees were knocked down one after another, and then they fell to the ground.

After landing, Yishan Zhangjiao wanted to get up, but he felt that his five internal organs and six bowed down as if they had moved. Then his throat was sweet, and a stream of red blood flowed down his mouth.

The state of Qiu Sheng was not better than him, because the knife of Yishan Zhangjiao was directly inserted into his heart. Although Qiu Sheng had protected part of his heart from damage with his spiritual power at that moment, the blood was still bubbling out.

"It's true that you can't live if you do it yourself!" Zhou Yi couldn't help sighing in the distance that the two men had seriously injured each other in such a way.

Zhou Yi slowly comes out from behind the tree and plans to check around to see if there are any survivors.

When he came to Qiu Sheng's side, Qiu Sheng was already exhausted and slowly sat on the ground.

He was still trying to use his own strength to control his injury, and he did not notice Zhou Yi's arrival at all.

"I didn't expect that your accomplishments are so high, but it's a pity that they are used in the wrong place!"

Zhou Yi stands beside Qiu Sheng and looks down at him.

Hearing Zhou Yi's voice, Qiu Sheng slowly raised his head, but he spat out a mouthful of blood: "you... Get out..."

Zhou Yi shook his head: "harm others and eventually harm yourself, this is the way of heaven, no one can escape!"

When Qiu Sheng hears the speech, he doesn't speak, but slowly closes his eyes.

"Dead... Great, you are not as good as me after all! The treasure, the treasure is mine

Not far away, a mountain leader religion, his eyes showed a wisp of greedy color, he staggered up, pointing to Qiu Shengda.

"Alas..."

Zhou Yi can only sigh. If the mountain master can not be cured in time, he may not live long, but he is still thinking about the treasure.

at this time, a slight sound suddenly sounded at Zhou Yi's feet.

Zhou Yi suddenly bowed his head, but was surprised to find that the blood from Qiu Sheng's body was gathering in a direction.

At this time, the dry corpse of the mountain was suddenly and violently shaking.

Hiss! Hiss!

Then the mummies made a sound like a poisonous snake spitting its core.

"What's the matter

Zhou Yi's eyelids suddenly jumped, and he suddenly had a very bad premonition. Although he could not tell what it was, it was definitely not a good omen.

At this time, the mummies suddenly stood up, and then there seemed to be something breaking out of their bodies.

"No, it's the resentment of these unjust people before they die."

Zhou Yi was shocked. If all these complaints were broken out, the whole Jiangcheng would be destroyed.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi made a hasty move. What he has to do now must be suppressed as soon as possible. Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable.But just as soon as he was about to make a move, the resentment of the mountain was all broken.

"Not good!"

Zhou Yi has a big drink, and then he plays a burst of energy into the air, trying to keep those resentments in place.

But then he was surprised to find that the direction of those complaints was not the urban area, but a certain direction in the mountains.

"What the hell is going on?" Zhou Yi looks puzzled at the scene in front of him. He really doesn't know where these things want to drift.

At this time, there was a gurgle in his ear.

Blood!

Resentment!

Zhou Yi has already understood that the reason for these complaints is not voluntary, but intentional.

Sure enough, the resentment of the mountain is consistent with the direction of the blood flowing from the body of Qiu Sheng.

Gradually, the endless resentment was attracted by blood.

"Alas

Zhou Yi sighed a long sigh again. The secret skill that Qiu Sheng did not know where to get it. With his own blood as the guide, he sucked in the countless resentments, and then revived himself.

This is a secret skill that has been lost for a long time, but it is also extremely evil. In the three thousand worlds, Zhou Yi does not use it, let alone on earth.

However, it can be regarded as the best method of resurrection so far, but unfortunately, such a resurrected person is more likely to attract God's punishment.

At this time, the resentment of the mountain has been sucked by the blood, and the blood itself has formed a fuzzy figure.

Zhou Yi knew that this secret art could not be interrupted by his current cultivation, so he could only watch the new figure gradually take shape.

However, since it could not be terminated, he might as well leave as soon as possible.

But he doesn't want to leave like this. If this person is really resurrected successfully, then he may not get the famine in the future.

Just as Zhou Yi hesitated whether to leave or not, a gloomy voice suddenly came over: "since you don't want to go, why don't you stay?"