This incident happened so suddenly that no one was prepared.

As the person involved, Tie Gui never expected that Wei Wuya would suddenly attack one of his own.

Eighteen kills in Netherworld Ghost Claw Hell!

This is Wei Wuya's unique claw technique, which is fast, fierce and tricky.

Yan Ming had already seen it when he fought with Wei Mayi before, and its level of sophistication was no less than his own Dragon Claw Kung Fu. However, the power of Wei Wuya's attack was not comparable to that of Wei Mayi.

Although Iron Ghost was good at external martial arts, he was still caught and staggered, and he took a few steps forward in embarrassment.

Hong Jing and Yan Ming happened to walk in shortly after and saw this scene.

"Old ghost Wei, what are you doing!"

Red Wattle shouted sharply.

But Wei Wuya didn't answer her, he just laughed twice and took action suddenly.

This time his target turned out to be the flower-picking bee closest to him.

The flower-picking bee was already alert after seeing what had just happened. The moment it discovered that Wei Wuya was attacking him, the flower-picking bee suddenly disappeared from the spot and used all its strength to avoid the opponent's sharp claws.

As a notorious flower-picking thief, the flower-picking bee is of course very good at physical agility, but in this cramped environment, after dodging twice, the space becomes smaller and smaller.

After rushing twice in succession, he failed to break through the large net formed by Wei Wuya's sharp claws. Instead, he was forced to retreat deeper inside.

The gap between the two sides can be seen with just one move. The Flower Picker Bee has exerted all its strength, but Wei Wuya seems to be doing it with ease and his expression is relaxed.

And he didn't kill him, but forced him in.

Wei Wuya got off his wheelchair, rolled it, and followed in.

Hongjing was worried about Iron Ghost and immediately followed him without thinking.

The underground passage is not long, and a spacious space appears after walking a few steps.

Presumably this is the inside of the treasure house of Fuyuan General Mansion.

However, there are not countless gold and silver treasures or rare antiques here as everyone imagined. Instead, it seems very empty.

There were many shelves around, which seemed to be used to store things, but now they were empty, with nothing on them.

Instead, the scene in front made Hong Jing's pupils shrink.

Jiang Baitu, who had just screamed, came into view, but his current condition was not optimistic. He was covering his other shoulder with one hand, and half of his body was soaked in blood.

One of his arms was missing!

The wound was bloody and very irregular, as if the arm had been torn off forcefully.

Jiang Baitu also has the strength of the first level of the Grandmaster Realm, how could he... in such a short period of time...

Hongjing saw that Jiang Baitu was running around without caring about his injuries, and behind him, a majestic black shadow was chasing him.

Jiang Baitu, nicknamed Madman, is already a burly type, but the black figure behind him is even stronger, wearing armor and making a loud noise when moving.

"General Fuyuan?"

Red Wattle seemed to recognize him.

Although I have never seen it before, I have heard its name for a long time, and can guess it from the armor on its body.

Wei Wuya lied to them!

But he couldn't care so much now, because Hongjing noticed that the general's condition seemed a bit wrong.

He completely lost the proper solemnity and majesty, and acted like a maniac, with a twisted and unrestrained smile on his face, and a mouth full of blood, dripping down to his chest...

No matter how you look at it, it gives people a very evil and creepy feeling!

"What's happening here?"

Hong Jing has become a well-known master of the evil sect. He has seen many storms and waves, but he is also a little frightened by the situation in front of him.

It seems that the other party is a beast, a monster, but not a human being.

Doubts filled the hearts of several people.

But Jiang Baitu was panicked to the extreme, and he shouted loudly while running for his life frantically.

"What are you guys doing, why don't you come and help quickly! Save me!"

Tie Gui was the closest. He was beaten in by Wei Wuya and saw this scene.

He had been on guard against Wei Wuya just now, but now he saw that the flower-picking bees and red thorns had rushed in. After thinking about it for a moment, he immediately chose to turn around and help Jiang Baitu.

"piss off!"

As soon as the iron ghost approached, General Fuyuan roared impatiently, but his words were very vague and he waved his hand back.

Iron Ghost immediately felt a fierce wind blowing towards his face, which surprised him.

I didn't expect that the other party's random attacks could be so powerful!

He immediately mobilized his whole body's righteous energy to fight against it, but his body slowed down uncontrollably.

Legend has it that General Fuyuan has the strength of the third level of the Grandmaster Realm. He has made numerous meritorious service on the battlefield and achieved his current status.

Now when they meet each other, Tie Gui feels that the strength shown by the opponent's free movement is stronger than the rumors!

It has even given me a sense of oppression like that of a great master.

The three figures passed by each other like rabbits and falcons.

During this gap, Jiang Baitu was affected by his injury and dropped slightly. Suddenly, he felt his eyes darken, as if the light was blocked by something.

Jiang Baitu subconsciously turned around in fear, just in time to see General Fuyuan falling from the sky like a big bird and pressing towards him.

"ah!"

Of course, Jiang Baitu would not sit still and wait for death at the critical moment. He fought hard and clenched his remaining hand into a fist, instantly condensing all the energy in his body, as if forming a vortex across the entire body, blurring the surrounding air.

Then he punched out, but before the punch came, the zhenqi aroused on the surface of the fist enveloped the surrounding air, forming a shadow of the punch.

He rushed towards the opponent.

However, in the face of this attack, General Fuyuan did not dodge or dodge, and continued to press down. The moment it collided with the force of his fist, the thick and solid Gang Qi from his body directly smashed it into pieces.

Then he hit Jiang Baitu head-on and face-first.

Jiang Baitu wanted to make a move, but the other party had already pinched his remaining arm without any explanation, and he was immediately unable to move.

After being twisted hard by the other party, the wrist was twisted into a twist. After turning the wrist several times, it was completely broken, leaving only the skin connection.

As Jiang Baitu screamed in pain, General Fuyuan tore and bit his neck, and then punched him like raindrops.

The body-protecting Qi on Jiang Baitu's body was completely useless. With every punch, his body was dented by the huge force.

General Fuyuan's attacks didn't have any moves at all, and there were no bells and whistles. They were just straightforward punches, but their power was beyond imagination.

Moreover, he himself seemed to be crazy, beating and biting at the same time. He didn't look like a human being at all, but like he was possessed by a wild beast.

It is rare to see such a fighting style like a street scoundrel fighting style among the master mirror warriors.

Soon, Jiang Baitu's screams gradually weakened, and then gradually stopped moving.

The entire body has been completely deformed, has many wounds, is bleeding, and has basically lost its vitality.

After biting him, General Fuyuan stretched out his hand to pinch the opponent and lifted him up.

Then several people saw that inside Jiang Baitu's broken body, it seemed like there were many strands of energy surging back and forth. It was moving inexplicably, and the skin kept rising and falling.

Then these energies gathered into balls, as if they were sucked away by General Fuyuan.

At the same time, General Fuyuan closed his eyes slightly, his violent expression gradually disappeared, and instead brought a trace of enjoyment, and finally he snorted in a long voice.

It looked like he had tasted the most delicious food, and the frenzied aura in his body had become much more restrained.

At this moment, he seemed to have gradually moved closer to a human being from an irrational beast, and the animal nature in his body had weakened a bit.

Sure enough, after absorbing these energies, when General Fuyuan opened his eyes again, his eyes had become much clearer.

He threw Jiang Baitu aside as if he was throwing away trash, and clapped his hands.

At this time, the armor on his body was covered with blood and looked very scary.

Iron ghosts, red thorns, and flower-picking bees all looked at him in surprise.

They also saw that this Fuyuan general was extremely abnormal. He seemed to be obsessed with it, or he had practiced some very evil skills.

Wei Wuya witnessed all this and asked the other party happily.

"General, how do you feel?"

"Not bad, much better."

General Fuyuan nodded with satisfaction and was no longer as frantic as before.

Then his eyes fell on the people next to him, and he couldn't help but frown.

"Why are there only these few?"

His tone was full of dissatisfaction.
To be continued...