As he spoke, his fingers holding the cigarette moved forward a little.

"boom--"

With this sword pointing, all the falling rainwater flew away instantly, as if a powerful force shattered the space.

Wherever the fingers passed, the bright knife light was like peeling an onion, being torn apart layer by layer by the fingertips.

In the blink of an eye, this pointer hit the katana.

"when--"

There was a loud noise, a collision exploded, the whole space shook violently, and the katana shattered.

Immediately afterwards, Yi Finger continued to move forward, and came to the front of Elder Mai like a rainbow.

The fingertips are understated, but they carry an aura of death.

Elder Mai's expression changed dramatically, he threw away the broken hilt of the knife in his hand, and pushed forward with his hands stacked on top of each other.

This palm blocked Ye Wujiu's finger.

He shouted angrily, "Broken!"

As the voice fell, his palms and fingers collided hard.

"boom!"

The palm shatters and the person flies away!

Elder Mai rolled and fell twenty meters like a kite with its string cut off.

And just when he hit a tree and stopped, Ye Wujiu appeared in front of him like a shadow.

Without any hesitation, he pierced the ugly old man's throat with one finger.

"laugh!"

A spurt of blood.

Elder Mai's body was shaken, and his vitality was released thousands of miles away.

His whole body was shaking, and his face was extremely horrified: "You are a great master of heaven..."

Ye Wujiu shook his head: "I'm not!"

The old man in sackcloth fell to the ground with a plop: "You must be in the heaven realm... Dacheng!"

"I really am not!"

Ye Wujiu sighed and wiped off the blood on his fingertips, then took the last sip on the white sand.

Isn’t it a great achievement in heaven? If you beat yourself into a dog, is it still not a great achievement?

Elder Mai wanted to persist, but something suddenly occurred to him, his brain became hot, and his blood surged even more.

His face was extremely horrified, but he had no strength to open his mouth, and his head tilted to death.

Ye Wujiu flicked the cigarette butt away with his fingers, took out an old man machine and punched it:
Chapter completed!