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- Zhou family, outside the gate of the mansion.
The blood on the ground suddenly rose into the air, and a blood dragon gathered in front of Gu Yuan, flying towards the strange old man's open mouth.
Gu Yuan took a closer look and saw that even Chang Chunlai, who had no wounds on his body and had just died, was bleeding crazily from his mouth and nose.
This blood continuously merged into the blood dragon and got into the mouth of the strange old man.
The strange old man¡¯s Adam¡¯s apple that kept rising and falling made Gu Yuan feel horrified.
The strange old man was sucking the blood of the deceased at the scene.
And Gu Yuan also discovered that as the strange old man sucked more blood, the strange old man's originally withered body became plumper, as if meat suddenly grew under the strange old man's skin.
We can¡¯t let this old guy continue to smoke.
Such an idea came to Gu Yuan's mind.
So, he kicked the ground with his toes, pulled out the dragon-marked golden gun stuck in the soil, and rushed towards the strange old man.
"Bad boy, do you want to disturb me while I'm eating?"
Looking at Gu Yuan rushing over with a gun, the strange old man laughed strangely, stretched out his hand and grabbed the dragon-marked golden gun that Gu Yuan was stabbing at.
What a lot of strength.
The dragon-marked golden gun was in the strange old man's hand, but there was no possibility of it even thrusting forward. Gu Yuan couldn't help but marvel at the amazing strength of this strange old man.
boom! boom! boom!
With the Dragon Pattern Golden Gun being restrained, Gu Yuan suddenly raised his legs and kicked the strange old man in a series of attacks.
"It's a pity that no matter how fast Gu Yuan's legs were, the strange old man could catch them all with just one hand.
There was a slight pain in his feet, and Gu Yuan felt as if he had been kicked on a piece of steel.
"Bad boy, you have some strength, no wonder you can get so much blood food."
The strange old man said as he exerted force on the dragon pattern golden gun.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Creak!
If those people in Zhoujiazhuang were still alive, they might be surprised to find that the dragon-patterned golden gun forged by King Kong kept bending in the middle under the double squeeze of Gu Yuan and the strange old man.
boom!
Gu Yuan stretched out his legs and kicked, and the sole of his foot collided with the strange old man's other hand.
With the backlash of this force, Gu Yuan finally pulled out the dragon-marked golden gun from the strange old man's hand.
Then, he twisted his waist and hovered in the air. The dragon-marked golden gun changed its direction and stabbed towards the strange old man's abdomen.
Poof!
A dull stabbing sound sounded.
Gu Yuan frowned and looked up.
I saw the tip of the dragon-marked golden gun piercing the strange old man's right abdomen.
However, the sharp tip of the spear only penetrated less than half an inch of the strange old man's skin, and no matter how hard Gu Yuan tried, the spear tip could not penetrate the strange old man's body.
This strange old man was not only invulnerable, but even the tip of the spear penetrated his skin without even a drop of blood being seen.
"Hehe! Bad boy, he has pretty good skills."
"However, this broken gun can't hurt me."
Crunch!
After the strange old man finished speaking, he held the barrel of the dragon pattern golden gun with both hands and twisted it violently from left to right.
The fine steel barrel of the dragon pattern golden gun was twisted into a twist in the hands of the strange old man.
Bang!
Gu Yuan retreated with his gun and quickly took out a Qi Gathering Pill and drank it.
The strange old man threw away the dragon-marked gold gun that was twisted in his hand, then stared at Gu Yuan and sneered:
"Little baby, have you beaten enough? Now it's my turn to attack. You have to be careful, Jie Jie"
As soon as he finished speaking, the strange old man stamped his feet on the ground, and shot toward Gu Yuan like an arrow from a string.
boom! boom! boom!
The strange old man¡¯s fingers turned into claws and he kept attacking Gu Yuan.
Gu Yuan lost his dragon-marked golden gun and could only use his fists to attack the strange old man back and forth.
This strange old man is not only very strong, but also very fast in his attacks.
The body is as hard as steel and is not afraid of blows.
Only with Gu Yuan¡¯s skill can he barely withstand it.
¡°Thanks to the fact that it was Gu Yuan who was chosen to come to the Zhou family to seek revenge, but if it were Yi Wen or Yi Wu, I¡¯m afraid they would all suffer at the hands of this strange old man.
After blocking the strange old man's black tiger attack, Gu Yuan bent down and kicked his legs, both feet on the strange old man's legs at the same time.
? ?The old man staggered and took a few steps back. Gu Yuan also used his strength to recoil and jumped back quite a distance.
Watching Gu Yuan land, the strange old man smiled "hehe" and then said:
"My little baby is very skilled. I think your blood should be more delicious."
"Don't be anxious. I will taste it after I take you down later."
While speaking, the strange old man raised his neck again, and a huge suction force came out of the strange old man's nasal cavity again.
In an instant, countless blood outside the Zhou family gate gathered in the air again and flew towards the strange old man's mouth and nose.
We can¡¯t let this weird old man smoke anymore.
When he thought of this, Gu Yuan no longer hid it.
He stood still far away, reached out and pulled out the Yulin Sword from the treasure bag.
The cold moon is like frost, and the sword in Gu Yuan's hand emits a soul-stirring cold light.
Perhaps sensing danger, the strange old man suddenly stopped sucking blood and stared motionlessly at the Yulin Sword in Gu Yuan's hand.
"Little doll, your sword is pretty good."
"As long as you give me the sword, I will let you go. How about that?"
Facing the strange old man¡¯s request, Gu Yuan only answered him with one sword move.
"True Feather Sword Technique: Penetrating Yang with a Hundred Steps!"
The long sword was like a shooting star, piercing through the strange old man's chest in the blink of an eye.
The strange old man lowered his head in disbelief and looked at the big hole in his chest that was as big as a bowl and transparent from front to back.
"you¡¡"
The strange old man used his last bit of strength, pointed at Gu Yuan, and fell completely to the ground.
The breeze at night blew gently, and the strange old man's body quickly turned into a dark skeleton in the breeze.
"Ancestor"
A cry came from behind the vermilion door of Zhoujiazhuang.
Gu Yuan just heard the voice and recognized it as Zhou Zhenbing, the boss behind the ghost market.
Sure enough, the obese Zhou Zhenbing ran out of Zhoujiazhuang at an extremely fast speed, knelt in front of the dark skeleton and howled loudly.
"Young Master Gu, now you have slaughtered my Zhoujiazhuang, and even my ancestors of the Zhou family have died in your hands. Are you satisfied?"
After howling for a while, Zhou Zhenbing raised his head, looked at Gu Yuan and said.
Seeing that Gu Yuan was silent, Zhou Zhenbing continued to speak.
"Even if you kill me now, the people in Changsha Village will not survive. As long as you are willing to let me go, I am willing to give you one hundred thousand taels of silver!"
"snort!"
The only person who answered Zhou Zhenbing was a cold snort from Gu Yuan.
Zhou Zhenbing quickly said: "If you think it's not enough, young hero"
Before Zhou Zhenbing could continue to increase the price, Gu Yuan moved his wrist, and Zhou Zhenbing felt a cold light flash before his eyes.
When he looked again, he only saw Gu Yuan¡¯s back turning away.
"Huh! Are you leaving?"
Zhou Zhenbing raised his hand and wiped his forehead, feeling that he had a false alarm.
But before he could finish wiping off the sweat, he suddenly felt a pain in his neck.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
A huge gash opened in Zhou Zhenbing's fleshy throat, and dark red blood spurted out from his neck like a fountain. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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