Chapter 8: 07

Jun Shuying was seriously injured. Wolverine fled into Islam, Gao Fang frowned and healed him.
Fortunately, although the internal injuries were severe, no major meridians were injured. Jun Shuying has deep internal skills, and Gao Fang dealt with his trauma for him. He adjusted his interest rate a little and had no worries about life.
Gao Fang brought the boiled medicine to Jun Shuying. Jun Shuying took a sip, slammed the bowl in his hand, and gritted his teeth and said lowly, "Chu Feiyang!"
Because of excessive blood loss, Jun Shu's shadow was pale and his lips were bloodless. A little movement made him breathless. Gao Fangsheng was afraid of his anger and increased internal injuries. He comforted him with two strokes on the back of Jun Shuying and said, "Godmaster, if you chase down Chu Feiyang, you will make him martial arts even higher. Kill together. "
Jun Shuying waved his high hand, stood up, and stroked the bandage in front of his fingertips: "No. This man, I must kill him by myself! I want him to taste before he dies Life is better than death! "
Suddenly, some disciples in the teachings reported outside the door. The breath was a bit unstable, and I was tired or afraid: "Hey, there is a monster, a monster—breach into the religion!"
"Monsters and monsters" exclaimed high.
Jun Shuying raised his eyebrows for a moment, pondered for a moment, picked up his outer shirt and put it on his shoulder, and opened the door and walked outward. Gao Fang and the man kneeling on the ground quickly followed.
When the three came to the gate of the mountain, they saw a group of Tianyi teachers consecrating a tall man who was fighting hard.
Jun Shuying looked intently, and when he looked at the looks of the besieged people, he understood why the subordinates who had just reported would be surprised to call them monsters.
The man was nine feet tall, and the surrounding Tianyi people mostly only reached his chest. He had an upper body, a strong figure, and his tangled muscles were a bit deformed. He had blood-red markings on his body, extending upwards from his back, crawling over his neck, and straight up to his face, making his face look terrible. He could not see black and white, only a blood red. He opened his mouth and snarled as he waved his arm to sweep away the siege. His teeth were covered with blood, and drool dripped down his chin.
A Tianyi teacher disciple lifted his sword and stabbed at that monster-like man, but he grabbed the sword body with his big palm, yanked it over, opened his mouth and bit his right ear, accompanied by a scream. The ears were bitten down.
The monster threw the man who was wailing to the ground, stared at the blood-red eyes for a week, and none of the surrounding Tianyi congregation dared to attack again and hesitated to move back.
The monster's eyes glanced at Jun Shuying standing on the stairs, and a loud roar suddenly rushed towards Jun Shuying.
Jun Shuying stood back two steps to stand, raised his hand and sucked a sword in the air. When the monster rushed over, he was short, a sword pierced his belly, pulled the sword away, and pulled back.
The monster crooked his body with his stomach crooked, his blood-red eyes stared at Jun Shuying, and a strange noise made in his mouth.
Jun Shuying looked coldly at the blood between his fingers covering his wound, and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Things beyond my control."
The members of the ranks saw this scene, and they bravely attacked it again. Who knew that the monster was seriously wounded, but he fisted a few hands and fought a few more. Regardless of the people killed with swords behind him, he rushed straight towards Jun Shuying again.
Jun Shuying was startled, but did not expect this monster to have the strength to attack again. That move had exhausted all the internal forces he had left, and now there is no way to stop this monster with a powerful force, and in a panic, he can only stab it with a sword.
The monster didn't hide at all. Regardless of Jun Shuying's sword inserted into his body, he only held Jun Shuying's neck with two hands and lifted him up. His blood-red eyes burst into excitement, and his mouth was fuzzy. Byte: "... Jun ... Book ... Book ... Shadow ... dead ... kill ... dead ... kill ... you ..."
Jun Shuying's soles gradually left the ground. He held his hands around his neck desperately with both hands, but couldn't shake the slightest. The suffocation darkened his eyes, and the scene in front of him became increasingly blurred. However, he still saw that the disciples behind the monster were all standing in place and looked at each other hesitantly. They all held sharp swords. As long as they attacked together, the monster would die and he would be saved. However, none of them moved, and everyone stayed in place, watching their leader dying and struggling in the hands of the monster.
At this time, Jun Shuying was still able to bend his mouth, revealing a trace of sneer, bloodthirsty, full of murderous.
The monster's men continued to work hard. Jun Shuying could not make any effort, but he knew he would not die. In his ear was Gao Fang's anxious cry. Although Gao Fang did not understand martial arts, he would not let him die.
Looking at the increasingly ugly face and blood-red eyes in front of him, Jun Shuying suddenly thought of a person for no reason.
The son of the former priest who was killed by him, they were the young masters.
The handsome and handsome man couldn't pull off the ugly monster in front of him, but Jun Shuying clearly felt that it must be him! It's that man!
Gao Fang once said that even though their young owner was all worthless straw bales from head to toe, from inside to outside, the skin looks really good. The shallow man once cherished his face the most. Now, in order to get revenge, he turned himself into a ghost like this, showing how deep he hated him.
Everyone hates him, everyone hates him, he doesn't care. Now, he is the leader of one religion. In the future, he will become the overlord of the whole martial arts. As long as everyone is afraid of him, it is enough. The smile on Jun Shuying's mouth widened slowly. The strength on his neck suddenly disappeared, and the monster screamed and fell to the ground.
Jun Shuying fell to the ground, coughing ceaselessly, throwing away the sword in his hand, hurriedly walked over and picked him up: "Master, are you okay?"
It turned out that Gao Fang just turned the sword inserted in the monster's stomach, and stirred the monster's stomach into a blood hole.
Jun Shuying stood up by Gao Fang, picked up the sword on the ground, walked to the monster who was wailing on the ground, and sneered; "If you have a way in heaven, you won't go, you will break in without hell. I have nowhere to look for you. If you even come to your door, don't blame me. "After that, you lift your sword at the monster's heart and stab it.