Chapter 337: Dead end!

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The war situation in Wufu, although not as tragic as that in front of Wufu, is also extremely dangerous. As soon as Wan Dong swept into Wufu, he saw Wuyang, Wuyue's younger brother, together with Wufu's housekeeper Zhou Shu, who was working together with a thin man with a sharp chin and a sly-looking man in his face. together.
Although the man's figure was not as burly as a mad bear, he was more flexible. The body is soft and boneless, twisting and twisting, just like a humanoid snake, which can evade Wuyang's offensive from time to time, and then attack from an incredible angle, just like seeing a stitch, always able to Wuyang caught them off guard and panicked. Therefore, although Wuyang they are surrounded by three, they can't even gain the upper hand, but they are somewhat embarrassed.
Wan Dong frowned, just about to shoot, a sullen roar, and suddenly passed from the direction of the back hall, followed by a thunderstorm like a loud noise. Only through the air, Wandong can really feel the fierce collision of the top experts. Needless to say, the back hall is the main battlefield. He was looking for the 狻猊, I am afraid that the fight with Wujin Soul is fierce at this time.
Wan Dong couldn't help worrying that even Xiao Zuo was not an opponent of Zhan Yi. He was exhausted by the death of Zhan Yisheng, and Wu Jinhun was not as good as Xiao Zuo. The situation would only be more difficult for him.
"Uh!" Just as Wan Dong was worried about Wu Jinshun, a cry broke out in front of him. Uncle Zhou blocked the two-thirds offensive of the killer alone in order to protect Wu's sister. Live, the first to withdraw from injury.
"Uncle Zhou!" Wu Yang's younger brother exclaimed as soon as he saw it. The wrist holding the sword shuddered for a moment. In a flash of time, the sword energies of the two intertwined into a sword net in the air, covering the killer.
The killer's complexion suddenly changed, and instinctive flashes flashed across his eyebrows. Don't look at Wuyang and Wuyue's true Qi cultivation is not very deep, but the two players' "fighting 2.0" swordsmanship, but they are invincible and extremely sharp. Although the killer is the cultivation of the true spirit of the eighth peak, he has to deal with this sister and brother carefully.
With a long figure, he stepped back three feet, and Wu Yang's younger brother had no time to continue to struggle. Instead, he hurriedly came to Uncle Zhou in front of him.
Uncle Zhou put a palm in his chest, his clothes shattered, and a palm print with a bright turquoise color was shocking, and he sucked the Wu family's younger brother into a terrified breath.
I don't know what the palm of the hand is. The Zhou Shuzhong palm didn't last for a moment. His face was gray and white, and even his breath seemed weak.
"Uncle Zhou, how are you?" Wu Yang's face was full of worries and concerns. The right palm quickly reached the palm of Uncle Zhou and hurriedly breathed into his body, trying to protect Zhou's heart. So that the breath will not be cut off.
"No ... don't ..." At this moment, Uncle Zhou's eyes suddenly glared up, using all his strength to throw Wuyang's palm away from his back.
"Uncle Zhou, you ..." Wu Yang was anxious.
Uncle Zhou shook his head and whispered, "This person has poison in his palm. It is not your true qi that can be eliminated. If you force it, you will not be able to ignite yourself, even you will be harmed together.
"I'm not afraid!" Wuyang shook his head firmly.
Wu Yue also said, "My brother's self-cultivation is not high, plus mine, the two of us together should be enough?"
Uncle Zhou smiled bitterly and said, "What about the killer? Will he watch you heal for me?"
Wuyang and Wuyue looked at each other for a while, and looked back together. At this time, the killer had got rid of the sword net of Wujia's younger brother, and was slowly coming with a cold smile.
"Damn it!" Wu Yang gritted his teeth bitterly, feeling both annoyed and helpless. The master of the true Qi eight peaks is really not his enemy. If it were n’t for Wan Dong to make great improvements to the sword fighting skills, which increased its power several times, he and Wu Yue might have died in each other ’s hands at this time. Where might they deal with each other until now?
"Shooting my Bi Mang palm is equivalent to receiving an invitation from Lord Yan. It will definitely die! I advise you not to waste your energy."
"What are you talking about !?" Wuyang totally unacceptable, roaring angrily.
"You are one of the Twelve Beast Kings of Zi Gangling ... Qu Python?" Zhou Shuchang took a breath and looked up at the killer who came slowly.
The corner of the killer's mouth turned up, revealing a smirk, and said coldly, "I didn't expect you to have a little insight!"
"Then ... the other two ..." Qu Python admitted, Uncle Zhou's eyes suddenly narrowed, and his voice asked anxiously.