Ye Shaojue turned his head suddenly and found that his hand had fallen at Wu Zhi's feet.
Wu Zhi held the knife in his hand, and the knife shone with a scorching white light under the sunlight!
At the same time, there were blood-red water drops falling from the blade to the ground drop by drop.
Ye Shaojue's eyes widened: "My hand! My hand!"
"No, no! This must be a dream, this can't be real!"
With a sneer on his lips, Wu Zhi approached Ye Shaojue step by step.
"How else can I say you are an old loser?"
"It's obvious that I've cut off my hand, but I'm still shouting that it's impossible!"
"Even this form is unacceptable. Compared with the martial arts leader, you are still far behind."
Ye Shaojue was panicked, frightened, and scared!
"Don't come over here!"
"You can't kill me!"
"If you kill me, my brother will not let you go!"
He, who was usually aloof and aloof, suddenly changed into the attitude of a street gangster.
Timid, cowardly, what a waste!
Wu Zhi's smile gradually solidified. He suddenly opened his eyes and shouted angrily: "I have always been aloof. I am used to allowing you state officials to set fires, but not the common people to light lamps!?"
"You can fucking plot against my brother, but I can't kill you?"
"What kind of bullshit rules are these!"
Wu Zhi¡¯s aura is full of murderous intent!
"I tell you, for me, Wu Zhi, the most important things in this life are women and brothers!"
"Who dares to take action against my brother! I will make him regret coming to this world!"
"What a pity, you bastards took both of them!"
Wu Zhi held the knife, his eyes becoming colder.
Ye Shaojue is really scared. As Wu Zhi said, Ye Shaojue has been well-dressed and well-fed since he was a child, and has been growing up under the service of others.
He has always been the only one who treats others as if they are ants, and even kills them.
In their eyes, they are hunters and upper class people.
And Wu Zhi is just an ant struggling under their hands.
They can kill if they want, and chop if they want!
It¡¯s just that I never thought that Wu Zhi had such terrifying strength!
Ye Shaojue has been acting recklessly since he was a child, and he is no different from those young men from rich families.
No matter how high your martial arts skills are and how profound your inner spirit is, even though you are now over forty, you are still a flower in the greenhouse after all.
Ye Shaojue used ten of his power in that knife blow just now! Even the martial arts masters on the Tianbang may not be able to take it. Ye Shaojue couldn't understand why Wu Zhi could easily break his moves.
Fighting the severe pain in his arm, Ye Shaojue also imitated Bai Sheng's posture just now.
He said to Wu Zhi: "The flying immortal from outside the sky is the secret skill of my Tianjian Sect. How did you see through this trick?"
Wu Zhi suddenly laughed loudly: "Old waste! Isn't it stupid to want to imitate others and delay time?"
"I don't have the time to talk nonsense with you. Go to hell!"
Wu Zhi is a mass actor in Hengdian and has participated in countless film and television dramas.
He knows very well the common saying that "villains die by talking too much"!
After the words fell, Wu Zhi rushed forward with a knife.
And when Wu Zhi rushed halfway, a deafening roar suddenly came from the forest behind him.
"Wu Zhi, if you kill my brother, I, Tianjian Sect, will fight with you at Zhenshui Villa until death!"
The moment he heard this voice, Wu Zhi paused slightly and his body suddenly stopped.
"sand¡ª¡ª"
Wu Zhi slid on the ground for several steps.
At this time, the distance between Wu Zhi and Ye Shaojue was less than two steps.
Ye Shaojue covered his injured arm and laughed loudly: "Hahaha! My brother is here!"
"Come if you can! Come and kill me!"
Ye Shaojue has gone crazy.
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