Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

"When you slam", the two broken hands wrapped in armor fell to the ground, and a few unseen magical weapons that had not yet been able to spurt were scattered all over the place. After releasing a glaring brilliance, they all blew down.

Huangpu eleven was first stunned, and the elbowed arm was in front of him, squinting his head.

For a full second, the smooth, mirror-like cut surface does not flow out of the blood, and the cuts of bones, blood vessels, and tendons are clearly visible, like a picture in a textbook.

It wasn't until a second that the two red fountains broke out and sprayed him full of faces.

Huangpu eleven sent out a scream of tears: "My hand! My hand!"

As a sacred immortal, he was not so useless. He broke his two hands and yelled.

The problem is that he is still in an explosive state, full of blood, soul and even vitality, all poured into these hands!

His body is skinny, skinny, completely dying, just to nourish these hands!

Li Yaozhen broke his hands and took away the vitality of his tenth!

"Hand! My hand!"

Huangfu eleven ghosts crying and wandering, desperate to rush to the broken hand, but was Li Yao's kick, and bombarded his chest!

Under the psychic mad spray, Huangpu eleven this set of repaired crystal chest piece burst, the whole person flew out seven or eight meters.

"噗" a muffled sound, inside the mask, full of blood!

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

Li Yao did not show mercy, pointed at the two broken hands, and stepped on it!

Super-class refiner, the fascinating ghost of the Emperor, the eleventh, with the blood of the whole body, perfect, almost the hands of the art, was completely smashed by Li Yao, turned into meat!

The shocking scene made the eyes of Huang Fu eleven almost rushed out, almost fainted.

"You smashed my hand. My perfect hand!"

Li Yaozai carefully grinded the soles of the feet, confirming that each finger was ground into a broken piece by the iron feet of the mysterious warfare. It was faint: "I am willing to gamble and lose. Today, I lost the battle. So I will obey Promise, worship you as a teacher, I will always remember that you are my master, Huangfu eleven, so don't worry. The **** vows will have a little impact on me!"

Li Yao went to Huangpu eleven, under the feet, bloody, every step, will take a **** footprint into the wood three points.

Li Yao’s face burst into a vulture-like smile and continued. “I believe you all see it. I am a very trustworthy person, because there was a friend who told me before. Everyone came out to comprehend, the most important thing is Telling credit!"

"I think this sentence is very right."

"So if you want to worship you as a teacher, you must worship!"

"Just, I said yesterday that after the First World War, I will take a hand down. I have not forgotten this matter. I have to say it. I must be jealous! Otherwise, how can I come out to comprehend it in the future? ?"

"Master, there will be some pain later, you must endure the old man!"

Huangpu eleven was terrified to the extreme. Wielding his hand and yelling wildly: "You, what are you doing, don't come over, don't come over!"

Li Yao approached step by step.

"You, you can't kill me! I make a deal with you. Make a deal!"

Huangpu’s eleventh cannons generally said, “I still have a lot of magical powers. Whether it’s the cheats of the refining swords of the emperor’s family, or the special techniques of refining the spar bombs, even the spider’s nest star, the modified crystal Magical powers, I have all been involved! These magical powers are all in my mind. If you kill me, you can't get it!"

"Oh."

Li Yao continued to move forward and calmly said, "I am a man, my brain is a bit stupid, too many supernatural powers can not be studied. These days, thanks to Master's careful guidance, I have mastered enough magical powers, enough for me to digest and absorb for a while! I am not greedy, but also very filial. The rest of the magical powers are left to the Master to bury!"

Huangpu eleven trembled, supported by two broken hands, arched backward like a caterpillar, and pleaded with enthusiasm: "Don't kill me, you want me to give you everything, what conditions can you talk about? Do not kill me……"

"Talk, of course, no problem, but go to the empty mountain area, and die in your chain of explosions, 4,524, sorrowful talk!"

Li Yao suddenly became furious, screaming, and his arms were turned into two hurricanes, and he went to the emperor’s eleven chests!

Suddenly, sparks splashed, metal twisted, skin open flesh, broken bones, fists and flesh, fists and bones, fists and organs, all burst into a wonderful roar!

Li Yao punches and punches, each punch is close to the speed of sound, and the boxing is to the flesh. Every piece of armor from Huangfu eleven from head to toe is bursting, and each bone is completely broken!

"This punch is for Sha Guoan!"

"This punch is for Su Hongzhi!"

"This punch is for Tao Xiaofang!"

"You don't have a long tail, the pig doesn't eat the dog's bite, let me die!"

Until the film of the crystal burst, the body of Huangpu eleven was soft and inch by inch. From the very beginning, it was violently twitching and screaming. Later, only the air did not have air intake. Li Yao punched and punched thousands of punches. Fist, suddenly retracted his right hand, the index finger and the **** tightly close together, the fingertips shine with the golden form of the spiral shape, if a sharp tip!

"You, you want"

On the **** of Emperor Huang, the expression of life is not as good as death. The left eye is completely bursting because of severe pain. The blood and tears are "parking" and flowing, making a weak **!

"Just hit you four thousand seven hundred and twenty-two punches, it is only more than four thousand souls, only one tenth!"

"There are nine tenths, just use this instead!"

"You are so miscellaneous, you are not qualified to practice psionic power. I want to help those souls and dig out your spiritual roots. Oh, no, you are a cultivator, that is ‘Xiangen’!”

"no, do not want!"

When Linggen was abolished, it became a waste man. Rao is the emperor, and he has been smashed with grief.

But this sound, but how can it block Li Yao like a wolf?

Li Yaoxiao laughed, and the right hand pointed out a golden arc, smashing into the middle of the eyebrows of Huangfu eleven, where the pineal body is!

The spiral spirit can rush into the chaos, and finally feels a particularly strong psionic energy aggregate.

Li Yao snorted, his fingers bent, completely hooked, slammed, pulled, and mentioned!

A faint gold thread, if it is full of countless roots, translucent miniature ginseng, dragged from the eyebrows of Huangfu eleven!

This is Linggen! The spiritual root of the monk!

Li Yao forked his fingers and put this pale gold, such as the tiny ginseng, in the palm of his hand, and pinched it!

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound, a little bit of Jin Mang escaped from the Li Yao finger, disappeared in the air without a trace.

Pinch!

Li Yao pinched the spiritual roots of the monks of Daniel!

Huangfu eleven, Linggen burst, completely ruined!

He is like a man's lower body, being smashed and screaming, sending out a scream that is ten times more miserable than before.

Even the demon in the nine secluded yellow springs, if you hear such screams, you will not be able to numb the scalp and tremble!

"Kill me... kill me..."

The hands were broken, the bones were broken, and the roots burst. At this time, Huangpu eleven was completely desperate, leaving only this little luxury.

Li Yao licked the blood of his mouth and smiled. "Don't worry, Master, you still have some value, let the little ones use me!"

The voice did not fall, punched out, and directly into the eleventh mouth of the emperor, his teeth, tongue and deeper vocal cords, completely blasted!

The lower half of the face, completely sunken, can not see the existence of the mouth!

In this way, Huangpu eleven can write without a hand, no mouth can make a sound, the bones of the whole body are broken, even crawling can not be done, and the roots are abolished, and it is impossible to use psionic energy to communicate with others.

In a word, he completely lost the ability to transmit information to the outside world.

Li Yao's movement control is very precise. Even under the anger of the previous one, the starting hand is still extremely measured, which is enough to keep the life of Huangpu eleven, and then maintain it for a while and stick to the medical cabin.

Looking at a pool of mud, like the locusts squirming at his feet, Huang Fu eleven, Li Yao sipped a sigh of relief, took a deep breath and calmed down a little.

He turned and walked in the direction of Huangpu Xiaoya.

Passing through the corpses of Blackstone and Bailu, the footsteps stayed a little, and the hands released dozens of spirits. In the arms of the two, they found two jade slips.

A roll of spirits, two jade slip into the hands, Li Yao whistling: "Fat, thank you!"

When he finally came to the emperor Xiaoya, the mysterious warfare had already been collected.

Until now, the smoke scattered in the warehouse finally dissipated a little under the effect of a strong ventilation on the head.

The mouth of Huangpu Xiaoya became a standard round, enough to hold the biggest duck egg.

Most of her psionics were sealed and could not be used to enhance vision. So I only saw Li Yao suddenly exploding while refining the spar bomb. Then the line of sight was blocked by a cloud of smoke, just heard that a wave was higher than the waves. The screams.

She discerned it, and the screaming screams contained several cultivators, even Huangfu eleven!

In Huang Xiao’s heart, I couldn’t help but play drums. I don’t understand what happened. Is there another master to save myself?

It’s just that she hasn’t counted all the calculations, and the last thing that appears in front of her is actually this despicable and ruthless traitor Li Yao!

"you……"

Looking at the murderous body, Li Yao, who was still contaminated with a lot of blood on his face, Huangfu Xiaoya’s heartbeat accelerated, and suddenly he did not know what to say.

Looking back at Li Yao, it is even more dazzling!

Blackstone Bailu is dead, and their four men are dead!

Huangpu eleven is a life is not as good as death, is creeping, struggling!

"This, what is this all about?"

Huangpu Xiaoya was horrified and muttered, "You, who are you?"

Li Yao wiped the blood on his face and thought about it. He said very seriously: "Actually, I am a good person." (To be continued.)