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"At least not wrong, I believe Yu-shu-xiu-shi has been

tell you guys clearly."

"Why in the martial world have never heard of anyone like you, why not just mention the correct name" So that I know you are actually the great Buddha of which temple."

"No need, old dao priest." Fu Ke-wei swung the torturer's knife taken from the detention room, mocking laughter

on his face was disappearing, the look of his eyes was increasingly visible

shine, "you see me as a third-rate delinquent, mentioning my nickname can make your heart afraid and

tense, to the point of affecting your ability, I don't want to

you're dying of curiosity."

In the world, the power of nicknames can bring air

kill, there are people who hear someone's nickname, so

scared until his heart rate goes fast, palm

his hands were sweating, so faced with this person,

his throat became dry the whole body became stiff or

trembling, eyes not daring to look, feet and hands not knowing

must be placed where. Like some generals in the kingdom,

they also had this kind of nickname power, ordinary soldiers who saw them would also react as mentioned above.

Pesilat usually whose voice is loud feels himself the most powerful,

just learned some three-footed cat silat style, already feel

he's a great high fighter. But once met a high fighter whose nickname shocked the world, the pressure inside

his heart feels very heavy, and affected by the agility of the foot and hand movements, so that exerting his intelligence will not be either

up to fifty percent, his frightened heart would not either

could develop. Now looks Fu Ke-wei who looks from the outside, how

it can be like a third-rate delinquent" It can be equated with a famous person of all time, a heroism that is not there

fearing that there was no trembling, it had made the dao priest of Zhong-tiao who felt that his martial arts were more powerful than others, his heart so fluttered, his arrogant attitude so vanished.

"Well, you don't talk big." The dao priest from Zhongtiao calmed down, angering him in embarrassment, loudly

saying, "for the sake of your best friend collect debt, even though it is a good friend's loyalty, but you must first consider the ability

yourself, whether capable or not" If not able-can

even go to the door of the afterlife to accompany your best friend there!"

"I'm waiting for you to put me in the door of the afterlife." Fu Ke-wei's face was pressed, his tiger eyes were shining, "people used to say, money owed, life debt paid. The debt of my friend's life,

you have to pay first, just like Xie-shen said, you can only be counted as the interest alone, the debt must be paid by Xi Zhang-feng's One World Sword. Now see if you can

save yourself or not."

"You......" "I would cruelly kill you, better

don't just say it in your mouth, even if you have a lot

putting out words of threat, it will not disperse

my resolve kills you."

"You sinners are seeking their own death, pathetic!"

The tone of the dao priestess of Zhong-tiao suddenly became deep and calm, in the eyes of her eagle came a kind of cunning ray, left hand

lifted up, his sleeves waving rhythmically, "you are a smart man, but his cleverness is covered by the flames of vengeance, you know not a bit of what you are doing...

I complain about my life, loving the hard people

his life, I will eliminate the demon inside you,

return to its original state. Now your hand is

unable to grasp the knife, his five fingers went limp......"

Buug.., the torturer's knife in Fu Ke-wei's hand fell on its own.

beside his feet, his pair of dumb eyes stared at the

the pair of eyes of the dao priestess from Zhong-tiao, was exactly like a

idiots. Xie-shen was surprised, he raised the cleaver going forward

lunged. Ouw Yu-zhen whose eyes are sharp, her hands are fast

hold Xie-shen, pull back to where it was, pull back,

using eye signals tell not to

"pick up the knife, right! Pick it up and give it to me......"

Fu Ke-wei obediently bent his right knee, stalling his hand

picking up the torturer's knife, his head remained slightly raised, the spotlight

his eyes remained unchanged, the look on his eyes was like being lured by

the dao priestess of Zhong-tiao, the position of picking up his knife made

people feel weird. "Rubber, leave it to me! replace with one hand give

slow down, right! Yeah so....heek......"

Fu Ke-wei used his right hand to raise a knife and

extended crosswise, his left hand welcomes the body of the knife, when the left hand touches the knife, along pushing forward, the right hand stalling forward, the tip of the knife by itself lunging into the

ahead, his pair of hands clasped the knife, piercing into the

towards the chest of the dao priest from Zhong-tiao, the tip of the blade had already pierced

almost penetrating out of the back.

The dao priestess of Zhong-tiao held a knife in her chest, as

his finger touching the knife sounded like metal clashing,

apparently the dao priest had exerted energy in Tai-yi-mo-gang

protecting himself, his entire body had turned as hard as a rock, a machete or an ordinary sword don't expect to injure him, by

this ability, he can fight with a super fighter who

renowned. But, if the dao priest wanted to use the heresy

controlling Fu Ke-wei, like killing a chicken, scares a monkey.

Fu Ke-wei pulled his hand out a knife, the blade slid

apart from the grasp of the dao priest, there could faintly be no sparks appearing, emitting a sound like scraping metal that

ear piercing. His face appeared a cold, vile laughter.

A moment later, a blade beam flashed, then his head

the dao priestess of Zhong-tiao slipped from her neck, falling down.

"If you don't kill you, the beast that doesn't

to be human, it's hard to assuage this hatred." His knife was stretched forward, his voice was like a riddle, "it could only leave one for interrogation and return to report, see who it was

lucky this." A vile and cruel knife is heartless, making

the one who saw his entire bones was cold, one knife pierced through the heart was already quite cruel, coupled with

cutting off the head, what a sadistic act.

In front of Fu Ke-wei's eyes appeared a sight of thirteen corpses

naked whose whole body was wounded, which evoked

his anger, he wanted to vent his anger through his knife,

swinging his annoyance knife.

Xie-shen laughed out loud, he floated a lunging goal

go in. Nie-sha-yin-hoa shouted loudly, her long sword was like

rainbow in the sky. Ouw Yu-zhen did not swing her sword, she

stick tight on the back side of Fu Ke-wei, protect

security behind him. Finally Fu Ke-wei meets Yin Shen (Cold God)

Yin Wu-ji, the knife moves like lightning in the sky.

His Xian-yin-mo-gang Yin Shen, was still slightly below the Taiyi-mo-gang dao priestess of Zhong-tiao, but these two people could

aligned with super high fighters in the martial world.

Because the dao priestess of Zhong-tiao was killed that way

easily, Yin Shen's heart became frightened, his battle spirit was straightforward

declining, he felt that it was destined to lose.

Fu Ke-wei's attack was too fierce, Yin Shen couldn't

dodging, the knife came too fast, the only movement

all one could do was to fend off the opponent's blade and defend.