"Oh shit!"

The head of the peak of the ancient martial arts at the heaven level cursed. He had never expected that the two bastards in front of him would be so devilish. He knocked down all his dozen brothers in a few seconds.

"What kind of fuck are you? You are here to show off your power with a gun. If you have the ability, put down the guy in your hand and come and have a real fight with me. Whoever loses will be your grandson!"

This guy was very dissatisfied. Although he practiced Chinese ancient martial arts, he was not as hard as bullets.

Faced with Ye Qiu's quick, accurate and ruthless shooting technique, he had no choice but to use the provocation technique to make Ye Qiu fight with him naked.

"Hmph"

Ye Qiu sneered twice, why couldn't he see this kid's trick?

But since this guy wants to fight empty-handed, please satisfy his wish and completely convince him, so as not to let him talk nonsense like "unfairy" there.

Ye Qiu gently wiped Xiao Hei, who was covered with smoke with gunpowder, and carefully placed him in the corner behind him to avoid any damage.

"Come on, since you have to fight with me in a man's way, then I'll sacrifice my life to accompany the villain and have fun with you."

After saying that, Ye Qiu greeted him with a calm look on his face, without any attitude, and did not take the other party seriously at all.

Seeing Ye Qiu so arrogant, he was very angry. No matter what, he was also the peak of the ancient martial arts of heaven. As long as he encountered a slight opportunity or opportunity, he could rise to a higher level.

But the bastard in front of him was so arrogant that he didn't take him seriously at all. You said, even if the uncle can tolerate it, the aunt can't?

What those who practice martial arts most value is integrity and dignity. Now Ye Qiu's indifference is completely trampling on these two most precious things.

So, the leader of the ancient martial arts in the sky put on his posture and looked tense.

I don’t know which sect this guy is studying. Judging from the momentum that spreads from his whole body, he should have two more brushes.

The monk Wang Kai on the side could naturally feel the fierce murderous aura, and he immediately stopped Ye Qiu with one step.

"Boss, let me meet this guy for a while." After saying that, the monk Wang Kai also put on the dragon claw hand of Shaolin Temple.

Men are all warlike, and he is no exception. Especially when encountering such enemies who meet opponents, the victory will be very strong.

But at this moment, Ye Qiu left Wang Kai behind and said dissatisfiedly: "Go to me, I finally met a harsh person. Do you want to snatch me?"

Wang Kai, who was pushed behind by Ye Qiu, was speechless. His bones were rusted these days. He was investigating the situation of the poison master every day. Now he finally had a chance to relax his muscles and bones, but he was snatched away by the cold-blooded boss.

"Okay, it's just a peak of the ancient martial arts in the sky. To be honest, I didn't take it seriously at all!"

Looking at the aggressive leader, Ye Qiu shrugged his shoulders and pointed out his cultivation level directly.

"you"

The man who was originally full of confidence was speechless for a moment, and only felt a little cold in his body. The blood that was originally boiling due to his rage was also cooled by a basin of cold water.

Before, he only thought that the bastard in front of him was a master of gun use, but he didn't expect that he had a deep understanding of ancient Chinese martial arts, and could see at a glance that he had hidden for a long time.

The man felt the danger approaching him. He was feeling Ye Qiu's breath intentionally or unintentionally, but he got nothing.

Because Ye Qiu did not have any murderous aura around him, there were generally only two possible situations.

Or, the other party is just an ordinary person, without the power to tie a chicken, so there is no sign of breath.

Either the other party is a peerless master, and his cultivation is far higher than his, so that his level is too low to feel the breath at all.

This guy was confused. Logically speaking, he was at the peak of the ancient martial arts of heaven. There was no possibility that the young man in his twenties would have been higher than his cultivation level.

However, Ye Qiu just glanced at him in a hurry and pointed out his background, and he didn't look like an ordinary person.

"Who are you? Why do you know that I am a heaven-level ancient martial arts?"

Only by knowing oneself and the enemy can one never win a battle. Before the war, this boss was a little timid and wanted to find out Ye Qiu's identity.

But Ye Qiu obviously didn't want to talk nonsense anymore. He and Wang Kai rushed into the hall, had already wasted fifteen minutes.

"I'm the one you can't afford to offend!"

After Ye Qiu said this harsh words, he immediately rushed towards the top of the ancient martial arts leader in front of him.

Usually he looks careless, put his hands in his pockets, and faces the enemy's attacks with ease.

But this time, Ye Qiu took the lead in attacking. He wanted to fight and sent Song Chenyu back to his hometown as soon as possible, and then rescued Shen Aoxue so as not to worry at home.

"You're looking for death!"

Although this boss is afraid, he is not willing to be outdone. He always carries one head on both shoulders. The brave one wins when he meets on a narrow road. Who is afraid of whom?

Based on the principle of killing people but placing the ground, he raised his palm and hit Ye Qiu's fist.

"Bang"

Only a loud noise was heard, the head stood there, and his brows suddenly lowered.

Just when Song Chenyu, who was watching the battle, thought he and Ye Qiu Zhan were equally matched. With a "puff", the man spurted out an old blood, and his whole body suddenly took a few steps back, and then began to tremble continuously.

Just one move, this master at the peak of the ancient martial arts in the sky was defeated by Ye Qiu.

Although the guys just now were hit in the knee by a bullet, they suffered some injuries.

This is different. At the moment when the fists and palms meet, he suffered internal injuries.

At this moment, he felt as if his internal organs were lit, and his heart-wrenching pain was like he was lit.

A little sweetness surged in his throat, and several consecutive mouthfuls of old blood were spitting out, and he spit it directly on Song Chenyu's suit beside him.

This is the gap in strength. He can only be strong if he is strong. The breeze blows on the hills. Hell Shura who gets serious only needs one move, and those little ones will have nowhere to hide.

The tiger is not powerful, and he really thinks he is e11okitty. He doesn't give them a few tricks of the number one person in the dark world. They are still sleeping on the cold, not knowing the heat and cold
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