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Chapter 1587 1588 Cold-blooded and ruthless

Zhouxi suddenly retreated from the shore more than a hundred feet away, and there was always a scream of admiration for the fishing behind him.

It was obvious that Mu Yu had already died under the joint attack of Hongxiu and the other two.

Zhou Xi didn't dare to turn around, and his steps were faster. He ran a few feet apart. Suddenly, he was as if he had hit a wall. He was shaken by more than ten feet, his head was bleeding, and he was shocked in his heart. He looked up at the darkness and saw a person standing in front of him.

It is the master Guan Haishan! “Master…Master, sixth junior brother, seventh junior brother died so miserably…you must avenge them!”

Zhou Xi burst into tears and his nose was snot in an instant. I wonder if he really thought he and Shouting and Mu Yu had a very good relationship with each other and had a deep brotherhood.

"I know."

Guan Haishan said lightly: "I have seen it all."

"ah!"

Zhou Xi first exclaimed, then became alert, and retreated without enough, and said, "Then... why don't you take action..." "Zhou Xi!"

Guan Haishan shouted loudly, interrupting Zhou Xi's questioning, and sternly said: "What is the ten precepts of the master's sect, what is the fifth precept!"

"Friends in the same family, treat brothers as brothers, and share the same hatred of the enemy..."                                                  

I ask you, what should you betray your junior brother and escape in the last battle?”

"I...I..." Zhouxi sweated coldly and instantly wet her clothes. She didn't care about the red sleeves on the shore, and turned around and ran over.

"Hmph, I still want to escape! Your skills are taught by my teacher. Do you think you can escape from my palms?"

Guan Haishan transformed into a gray shadow, chasing him like a ghost.

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Shui Qingfeng's "Phantom Three-Stage Strike" was used first, and the black air emitted by the dagger had already broken Mu Zhou's long sword with a "clang".

Without waiting for Mu Zhou to beg for mercy, Hongxiu caught up from the side, and the cold light caught up like a meteor rushing to the moon! “Ah!”

Seeing the sword light, Mu Yu subconsciously raised his hand to block it. Unexpectedly, the long sword in his hand had already been broken. Hongxiu's right sword slashed hard on his fingers. Wu Geng's fingers cut off, and half of the broken sword fell to the ground.

Mu Yu broke five fingers in a row, and was immediately hit hard, with blood spraying from his mouth.

He was about to retreat when Hongxiu's second sword arrived again, the snow-like sword light.

Divide Muyu in half.

"This girl is decisive in killing and is a cruel person!"

The police officer of the Shaogong, who had been watching the six people fighting, nodded.

Hongxiu killed Mu Zhou without stopping, chased him towards the direction of Zhouxi's escape, and even shouted: "Chasing, you can't let him leave alive!"

Wu Yiru and Shui Qingfeng followed in unison, but the three of them were not three feet long. Suddenly, Zhouxi ran towards him with a miserable expression.

"What's going on?"

"He ran away, why are he back by himself?"

The three of them were wondering, and at this moment, they could only hear the sound of breaking through the air. A sharp fist power flew over ten feet away like a black tiger and hit Zhouxi's back. With a sound, a hole as big as a head appeared on Zhouxi's chest. He looked down and looked on the ground in despair, silently chanting: "Master... Master, you are so poisonous..." and he whispered.

When Hongxiu and the other two saw that the person who killed Zhouxi was Guan Haishan, their hearts trembled, and subconsciously they were not enough to retreat. Guan Haishan was not in a hurry to kill the three of them, but pressed them step by step.

The three of them suddenly retreated to the shore. Hongxiu saw Guan Haishan carrying the soul-devouring gun on his back and shouted sadly: "You...you are like Mr. Feng!"

Guan Haishan also looked at the "soul-eating gun" on Hongxiu's back and smiled and said, "What a powerful illusion. If I hadn't known it, I wouldn't have seen through it."

He stretched out his index finger, Ling Xu tapped it three times, and emitted three evil auras.

Hongxiu was already on guard. Unexpectedly, Guan Haishan pointed at the wind point and three evil auras came as he said. With a "slap", three evil auras hit the "Soul-Devouring Gun", and Chen Xiu suddenly showed his true form.

Guan Haishan pointed at Chen Xiu and said, "Take this kid out, I can spare your life!"

Hongxiu sneered and said, "You have killed your apprentice in front of us. Such a cruel and ruthless person, do you think we will believe you?"

!”

"It's better not to believe it, anyway, you... are going to die!"

At this time, Guan Haishan took out a pair of gloves and put them on his palm. He originally had no need to use iron hands to kill Hongxiu and the other two to kill Hongxiu. However, his master who sealed Feng Xinglie was also extracted a quarter of his essence and blood, and his strength was severely reduced. He still brought the iron hands with him out of caution.

Especially when he fought with Hongxiu, he knew the power of Hongxiu's gunshot.

When the iron gloves were worn on the palm of his hand, Guan Haishan's palm immediately became dark and terrifying breath came from his hands. Guan Haishan's eyes were staring at the three people in front of him, and his hands pressed down in the void and shouted: "You all are going to die!"

"Boom!"

The energy of heaven and earth, which is dozens of feet in a radius, seemed to be mobilized by the iron hand, forming a huge palm pressing towards the three people.

"The phoenix spreads its wings!"

Hongxiu instantly adjusted the true energy of his body to its peak. The Qi of his body burst out, and the sword was used as a gun. The "phoenix spread its wings" was the strongest blow issued by Hongxiu. Under the destruction of the two swords, a golden light that was more than ten feet long was spit out.

This golden light condensed but did not dissipate, just like the sword tip was extended ten feet long. The breath contained in it was like a phoenix, and it was like a substance, piercing towards the giant palm; “Moonlight Palm!”

Faced with the pressure of Guan Haishan's giant palm, Wu Yiru did not dare to neglect her. He also used his strongest move. A round of bright moon with solidified true energy rose from behind. This round of bright moon condensed Wu Yiru's strongest attack and faced the giant palm head-on; “Second change!”

Shui Qingfeng held the dagger and waved it continuously. The black air in the sky slashed towards the giant palm. He took a straight line with the shortest straight line between the two points.

The extremely short space coupled with the extremely fast knife speed of the water and breeze.

As soon as the sword showed, Guan Haishan was suffocating the clear breeze dagger in front of him. When he expanded again, the fierce black air made his hair messy, which made him breathing suffocate.

"It turns out that this short man has been hiding his cultivation. He didn't expect that his strength was not inferior to Hongxiu!"

A hint of surprise flashed in Guan Haishan's eyes. He could not have imagined that Shui Qingfeng could easily slash such a fierce and sharp knife.

"Boom!"

The red sleeved gun, the black air of the water and the bright moon of Wu Yiru hit Guan Haishan's palms, making loud noises.
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