Ye Shaojue suddenly turned his head and found that his hand had fallen at Wu Zhi's feet.
Wu Zhi held the knife in his hand, and the knife shone with a hot white light under the sunlight!
At the same time, there were blood-red water drops falling from the blade to the ground drop by drop.
Ye Shaojue's eyes widened: "My hand! My hand!"
"No, no! This must be a dream, this can't be real!"
With a sneer on his lips, Wu Zhi stepped closer to Ye Shaojue.
"How else would I say you are an old loser?"
"Obviously my hand has been chopped off by me, but I'm still shouting that it's impossible, it's impossible!"
"You can't even accept this form. Compared with the martial arts leader, you are still far behind."
Ye Shaojue was panicked, frightened, and scared!
"Don't come over here!"
"You can't kill me!"
"If you kill me, my brother will not let you go!"
He, who was usually aloof and aloof, suddenly changed into the attitude of a street gangster.
Timid, cowardly, what a waste!
Wu Zhi's smile gradually solidified. He suddenly opened his eyes and shouted angrily: "I have always been aloof. I am used to only allowing you state officials to set fires and not allowing the common people to light lamps!?"
"You can fucking plot against my brother, but I can't kill you?"
"What kind of bullshit rules are these!"
Wu Zhi's aura is full of murderous intent!
"Let me tell you, for me, Wu Zhi, the most important things in this life are women and brothers!"
"Who dares to take action against my brother! I will make him regret coming into this world!"
"What a pity, you bastards took both of them!"
Wu Zhi held the knife, his eyes becoming colder and colder.
Ye Shaojue was really scared. As Wu Zhi said, Ye Shaojue had been well-dressed and well-fed since he was a child, and he had been growing up under the service of others.
He has always been the only one who treats others as if they are ants, and even kills them.
In their eyes, they are hunters and upper class people.
And Wu Zhi and these are just ants struggling under their hands.
They can kill them if they want, and chop them in pieces if they want!
I just never thought that Wu Zhi actually had such terrifying strength!
Ye Shaojue has been acting recklessly since he was a child, and he is no different from those young men from rich families.
No matter how high your martial arts skills are and how profound your inner spirit is, even though you are now over forty, you are still a flower in the greenhouse after all.
That sword blow just now, Ye Shaojue used 10% of his strength! Even the martial arts masters on the Tianbang list may not be able to take it. Ye Shaojue can't understand why Wu Zhi can easily break his move.
Holding back the severe pain in his arm, Ye Shaojue also imitated Bai Sheng's posture just now.
He said to Wu Zhi: "The Flying Immortal from Beyond the Sky is the secret skill of my Tianjian Sect. How on earth did you see through this trick?"
Wu Zhi suddenly laughed loudly: "Old waste! Isn't it stupid to want to imitate others and delay time?"
"I don't have the time to talk nonsense with you. Go to hell!"
Wu Zhi is a popular actor in Hengdian and has participated in numerous film and television dramas.
He is very aware of the common wisdom that "a villain dies by talking too much"!
As soon as the words fell, Wu Zhi rushed forward with a knife.
When Wu Zhi rushed to the halfway point, a deafening roar suddenly came from the forest behind him.
"Wu Zhi, if you kill my brother, our Tianjian Sect will fight with you at Zhenshui Villa until death!"
The moment he heard this voice, Wu Zhi paused slightly and his body suddenly stopped.
"sand--"
Wu Zhi slid on the ground for several steps.
At this time, the distance between Wu Zhi and Ye Shaojue was less than two steps.
Ye Shaojue covered his injured arm and laughed loudly: "Hahaha! My brother is here!"
