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Chapter eight hundred and fiftieth chapter help

Wu Shiyun was proud, and the fat man fell from the sky. Wu Shiyun was caught off guard and was hit by the fat man's eyes. Before he started fighting with Tang Jiusheng, he had already used his internal energy to explore the range of two miles nearby, but did not find any masters, so he did not expect that the fat man would suddenly come. In fact, even if the fat man came just now and joined the battle situation, if Wu Shiyun fought with Tang Jiusheng, Wu Shiyun was not afraid. His soul requiem clock could not only hold one person, but he was not afraid of ten more people.

But the fat man came at this time, when his soul requiem bell was activated and the martial arts realm plummeted. He had already fallen to the Martial Realm and could not activate the soul requiem bell again. Moreover, he was beaten very badly by Tang Jiusheng just now, so he had to activate the secret technique. He never expected that the fat man would arrive at this critical moment.

As soon as the fat man smashed, Wu Shiyun's secret skill was interrupted, and a crack appeared on the Soul Requiem Bell. In the transparent Soul Requiem Bell, Tang Jiusheng felt that his consciousness that was about to disappear suddenly recovered, and it seemed that his eyes had also recovered. Tang Jiusheng didn't know what the reason was, but as long as he had consciousness, it was a good thing. If he didn't even have consciousness, it would be terrible!

The fat man didn't know what kind of requiem clock was, but when he lay on the edge of the pit, he saw Tang Jiusheng covered in the transparent bell, he knew that this trick was definitely not a good thing. The fat man saw the transparent bell flashing in front of his eyes, and it flashed and dark. The clock body was covered with symbols that he couldn't understand at all, and those symbols were looming. After the fat man looked at the symbols, he felt a little creepy in his heart. At the same time, he saw Tang Jiusheng being locked in the big bell with a ferocious expression and motionless movement. The fat man knew that the clock must be strange.

The fat man knew that he and Wu Shiyun's martial arts realm were far from each other. If Wu Shiyun attacked him, even if he was born in the martial arts realm, he was not afraid of ordinary swords and axes, but whether he could hold on to three moves in his hands was unknown. But could he watch his good brother die at Wu Shiyun's hands? He couldn't. So the fat man held on to the belief of fighting to the death and resolutely collided with Wu Shiyun.

Wu Shiyun was activateing the soul requiem bell, but was caught off guard by the fat man so that he almost blew his back. Wu Shiyun staggered and hit the edge of the pit. Before Wu Shiyun could get up, the fat man slashed over with a single knife. This was when he and Tang Jiusheng just got out of Kong.

The weapons borrowed from Cheng Zhou. Although Wu Shiyun fell to the realm, he was also at the middle level of the martial arts realm. The fat man's knife was just an ordinary single sword. How could he be afraid?

One of the major advantages of the Martial Arts is that it can withstand ordinary swords through the flow of qi, so countless people dream of entering the first level. As long as they enter the first level, they will be greatly gap with the level below the first level.

Wu Shiyun was stabbed in the shoulder. Although it was painful, it was not injured, nor was it fatal. Wu Shiyun smiled grimly and grabbed the single sword that the fat man had slashed over. However, Wu Shiyun never thought that the fat man was born with divine power. He took the single sword back and chopped it off without hesitation. The fat man cursed: "Beast, let Fat Master open a melon for you!" The fat man was about to split Wu Shiyun's head with one knife.

Wu Shiyun lifted all the qi, roared, stepped on her feet hard, and lifted the qi up to Yun with a ferocious face. In an instant, the heat on her head steeply, and the fat man's knife was forced to take the fat man's knife. When the sound was heard, the single slash in the fat man's hand was shaken into two pieces by Wu Shiyun's head. Half of the knife head whimpered, flew out of the pit, and I don't know where it fell. The fat man was shocked, "Oh, is this guy's head so hard?"

What a fat man Jiang, who didn't succeed in one move, did not hesitate and just lifted his leg and kicked it in the crotch of Wu Shiyun. The fat man used all his life to use his strength to cut off the fat man's knife with his internal force. When he was proud, he did not expect that the fat man would use a move to cut off his grandson's feet. Wu Shiyun was kicked right away. Even if he was in the first-class martial arts realm, the fat man's powerful kick was enough for him to bear it. Wu Shiyun howled, covered his crotch with both hands, and stood there and couldn't move.

The fat man laughed and scolded: "Fatty Master asked you to be a little eunuch!"

Wu Shiyun was unable to move for the time being. Without Wu Shiyun's blessing, the crack on the Soul Requiem Bell became bigger and bigger. Tang Jiusheng felt that he was floating in the air, coming back little by little from head to toe. When Tang Jiusheng felt that his body had recovered, he felt his body descending from mid-air and returning to his body with silver light on the ground little by little. When the two bodies were combined into one, Tang Jiusheng felt that his body had finally become conscious and that he was himself again.

However, Tang Jiusheng found that he was still in the boundless darkness and reached out and could not touch anything. Tang Jiusheng was anxious.

When the fat man looked back, he saw that the cracks on the Requiem Bell were getting bigger and bigger. The transparent characters on the Requiem Bell flew into the sky one by one and disappeared. The fat man saw Tang Jiusheng standing in the transparent bell. Although he could not move, his expression gradually calmed down. He knew that Tang Jiusheng's situation had improved. The fat man was overjoyed and swung half of the steel knife in his hand, desperately trying to cut the transparent Requiem Bell. He wanted to rescue Old Tang!

Wu Shiyun covered his crotch with his hands, and he was in pain for a long time. After finally recovering, he saw the fat man slashing the soul-rest clock with half a broken knife. Wu Shiyun's heart was bleeding. He fought for his life and wanted to deal with Tang Jiusheng by himself in the martial arts realm and reducing his lifespan, but was destroyed by this fat man who fell from the sky. Wu Shiyun howled, "Fatty man, I'm fighting with you!"

Wu Shiyun rushed up like he was fighting for life, and slashed the fat man's wrist with a knife, first chopping away half of the broken knife in the fat man's hand. Wu Shiyun threw the fat man to the ground, his face was twisted, and his hands tightly strangled the fat man's throat. Wu Shiyun's qi flowed, and he wanted to strangle the fat man to death!

The fat man was pinched by Wu Shiyun's throat and was also startled. The fat man struggled hard, grabbed Wu Shiyun's wrist with both hands, and tried to spread Wu Shiyun's hand apart. However, Wu Shiyun had already concentrated all his internal strength on his arms and hands. Even if the fat man used the method of grasping and fighting, he could not break free from Wu Shiyun's hand. The fat man's face turned purple when he was pinched by Wu Shiyun, and he was about to be suffocated to death.

With a loud bang, the soul requiem bell collapsed and shattered, slowly disappearing. Tang Jiusheng opened his eyes. He had been in the dark just now and could not see anything. The sudden light in front of him made Tang Jiusheng unable to adapt for a while. When he gradually recovered, he suddenly found that the fat man was about to be killed by Wu Shiyun.

The anger in Tang Jiusheng's heart was unspeakable. Wu Shiyun almost killed himself, and now he was coming to harm the fat brother again. What's wrong? Tang Jiusheng shouted loudly, pounced on the back, opened the Qi energy storage pill again, raised the Wu realm to the peak of Wu Xuan, and punched him hard, hitting Wu Shiyun's back heart. This punch penetrated straight from the back heart, and came out from Wu Shiyun's front heart. Wu Shiyun screamed and vomited blood and fell to the ground, and died of qi.

The fat man struggled to get up from the ground, gasping for breath. Almost, he was strangled to death by Wu Shiyun!
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