Yu Wenhu looked up, but he was a little flustered. After all, although the power of Fu Zhuan is great, it is still difficult to deal with a martial arts master.

"Cough, good. You've pissed me off. I'll take two more dogs with me this time!"

The smoke and dust dispersed, but the assassin's injuries were more serious, and his appearance was more ugly. However, a closer look showed that the assassin had no real fatal injuries, only skin injuries.

Two explosions of the Fu Zhuan array only brought a little skin injury to the martial arts master?

Yuwenhu's sense of despair gradually rises. With this serious injury, yuwenhu has just been the last breath of hard work to stimulate the array. Now it's hard to move.

I can't resist it!

Yuwenhu looks at the assassin approaching step by step, but there is no fear on his face. It is inevitable that the loser will die. As early as the moment when he rushes on, yuwenhu already has the base in his heart, but even so, what?

If you can exchange this life for half a breath of Lin Hao, maybe you can exchange it for half a life?

That's enough for Yuwen tiger.

Looking at the assassin gradually approaching, Yu Wenhu was not afraid. He looked directly at the assassin with a kind of grace and pride in his eyes.

"I don't believe you're not afraid of death!"

Assassin this Yu text tiger stares at vexed, a dying person, why dare this help not timidly look at oneself!

As soon as the dagger is twisted, the assassin will fit up. Three feet away, three steps to do two steps. In half a moment, Yuwen tiger will die!

However, the next action of yuwenhu is more than the assassin angry, because yuwenhu unexpectedly.

"Ah, cough Pooh

Yuwenhu is dying, but also spit hard toward the assassin, with a mouth of blood foam, directly spit the assassin's face.

Yes, I can't move, I can't resist, but I can still disgust you!

If the assassin gets really angry and thinks about leaving more time to kill himself, then I'll make a lot of money?

Yuwenhu's mind is so simple.

Everything, just for a little time.

The assassin who was vomited stood in the same place, but his fist was pinched tightly. The blue veins on his forehead burst up. Looking at Yu Wenhu's eyes, he was more murderous.

Yuwenhu also defiantly glared at the assassin. With yuwenhu's bloody body, the power of this glare is much stronger than that of the assassin.

This!

How unreasonable!

The assassin's pupil suddenly shrinks, but the anger in his heart almost extinguishes his reason. For a moment, the assassin really has the impulse to stop and tear yuwenhu to pieces.

"I know that you want to delay time. Hum, you are kind enough. I will be just as cruel when I kill that man. Don't worry."

The assassin gave yuwenhu a cold glance.

The assassin is the most rational creature, in a moment, the assassin did not leave yuwenhu, turned and left directly.

The goal is the closed door!

Now in the field, Yu Wenhu is already half stepping into the gate of hell, and Ling Huxiao is directly hit by the sword shadow, whose life and death are uncertain.

At the moment, no one can stop the assassin.

Step by step, step by step, step by step

The assassin's step is more and more close to the closed door, only one step away, can assassinate this task.

The assassin's hand ran into the door without any hindrance. The assassin was happy and wanted to break into the door.

But it's too late.

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