The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist!

One hand was drawn from a person's chest, together with that hand, there was a blood-red heart still beating slightly.

Boom!

The young man who had been dug out of his heart was bloodless and opened his mouth in vain, trying to say something, but without any effort to speak, he fell to the ground.

Huojun smiled, looked at the heart held in his left hand, and looked at the young man who had not died on the ground.

"Wei Yun, Ben Jun came to solve you personally, you should feel honored, you can die and squint." Huo Jun said with a smile.

The young man named Weiyun, with resentment and unwillingness in his eyes, unfortunately lost his heart and was seriously injured, it is no longer possible to live.

With a puff, Huojun crushed the heart, blood spattered, and minced meat flew across, but there was no trace of it, contaminating Huojun.

The young man Weiyun stared at his eyes and swallowed like this. Until the moment of death, he still stared at Huojun, seeming to vent all his anger.

Huojun took out the fine silk and gently wiped his hands, wiping them very carefully, although Huojun's hands were not stained with blood.

Only Huojun’s confidants know that this is Huojun’s habit. After every murder, Huojun will wipe his hands with a handkerchief, no matter what method he used to kill, even if he didn’t touch the victim halfway down. , Huojun has to wipe his hands.

The person killed by the Huojun has extraordinary strength. He is the deputy patriarch of the Qianjin Pavilion in the Tang Dynasty, Wei Yun. He is also a figure with a great reputation in the Tang Dynasty.

But such a character, still died in the chaotic demon valley, died in the hands of the fire king.

But it's no wonder that one of the four killers of the hidden killing hall, the hall of the fire king, if he can't even clean up a young man, then he doesn't deserve the name of the fire king.

After killing and wiping his hands, Huojun drew out an apple from the ninth palace pouch and ate it slowly.

Several men in black stood aside, like invisible shadows, with a restrained breath, but any wind and grass around them could not escape their awareness.

In the distance, there was a fierce fighting sound, even if they were so far apart, they could still feel it.

"Huojun, who is carrying the cloth knife, what is the origin?" Some of the people in black asked.

Huojun took a bite of the apple, chewed it twice, and said, "I don't even know the name of the man, but you probably heard it before saying his name."

Several people in black listened.

Huo Jun said slowly: "A knife to dust."

Several people in black were shocked in their hearts. One hundred years ago, they defeated many of the arrogance of the Three Kingdoms by a knife. It was considered by many people at that time to be the first person in the world of the younger generation.

However, it was like a meteor, and it passed by in a hurry. After a while, it disappeared. No one knew his trace again. Basically, he thought he was dead and died in a dangerous forbidden place.

Only a very few people knew that the one-off sword did not die, but chose to self-proclaim, and sealed everything at a great cost.

Until in recent years, the seal was lifted, and a sword was born again. The knife that had not killed for a long time was still sharp.

"Absolutely, if this person was not self-proclaimed, then this huge three kingdoms, I am afraid that few people can be his opponents." Huo Jun murmured, eating the apple, throwing away the rest Put the silk and wipe your hands again.

"Why do you want to be self-styled?" asked the man in black who asked the question again.

Huojun glanced at him. The latter bowed his head and dared not stare at Huojun. This person was naturally an ancient cold mountain.

"The reason for being self-styled is nothing more than one, to make yourself stronger." Huo Jun said.

"The subordinates don't understand, if this knife is absolutely self-defeating, it should already be the most powerful person in life. Why should it be self-defeating and delaying a hundred years?" Gu Hanshan asked.

Huo Jun smiled and said, "Hundreds of years, he harvested more, and now he appears again, his promotion will be unimaginable."

Several people in black were particularly surprised. Huojun's strength was already unfathomable, but he still had such a high evaluation of that one-of-a-kind sword, which already explained the problem.

Huojun looked at the direction where the demon qi and knife qi continued to confront each other, with a gentle smile on his face as always.

"I'm afraid it's going to make a big noise." Huo Jun muttered to himself.

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The war was fierce, and the silver-haired woman and the millennial ginseng teamed up, regretting that it was absolutely impossible.

It is indeed very powerful, and the silver-haired woman is suppressed by the cloth knife.

If there weren’t millennium cadavers as sandbags that were not afraid of death or injury, they would continue to resist the offensive of the sword, fearing that the silver-haired woman had already lost.

Rao is like this. A demon and a ginseng join forces, and they won't take the least advantage, but they will lose more.

"You two are shameless and shameless, where you can't just watch the drama!" The millennial ginseng was chopped with a cloth knife and could not help but scolded the two in white.

The two young men in white cried secretly, but they wanted to shoot, but they were seriously injured and forced to shoot, but it was nothing more than an injury.

At this moment, an unexpected guest arrived!

A tall man holding a long knife, the moment he appeared, was roaring again and again, slashing towards the sword.

Seeing this person appear, the boy in white finally relieved.

"This guy really came, but fortunately he still knew the size, and did not mess up at this time." said the boy in white.

The tall man, if Fang Lin is here, will certainly be very familiar with it, because Fang Lin once fought against it in a mountainous area outside the dry country, and finally hit him with the power of the royal blue ring.

This person is also the inheritor of the Supreme Temple!

Without a panic, with a sharp knife, he waved his knife to face the attack, and easily blocked the opponent's offensive, and instead shook the tall man in shock.

The tall man with a sullen face~www.readwn.com~ stared at the dust.

"You also appeared, it was all here, and I solved it together, saving me to look for it." Sword of Dust said, looking at the other three Supreme Temple descendants as the primary goal.

Including him, four of the twelve temple descendants have appeared at the same time.

call out! call out!

The sound of breaking the sky sounded, and the Xuanhai Jiao bone gun roared.

With a sharp sword, the cloth knife waved, and with just a sound, the Xuanhai Jiao bone gun flew out and was held in the hand by a teenager.

"It's so lively" Fang Lin held Xuanhai Jiaogu Gun in hand and smiled lightly.

Fang Lin glanced with a knife, and Gu Jing's face always showed a very cold smile.

"Is there another inheritor? It seems that I have good luck today, and I can harvest the other four traditions at the same time."