Chapter 1113 Measure the ruler of the sky
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Zi Meng You Long
As soon as He Qiulin came out, his face was green, and he probably heard the sloppy Taoist shrew swearing at the street from a long way away.
He glared at the sloppy Taoist priest behind the fat black man, gritted his teeth and said, "Which bastard was cursing just now, stand up for me!"
The fat man grinned, and took two steps forward: "It's you, Grandpa Hei, I think you're the one who thinks of you if you scold you, but just looking at your appearance, you can tell that you are from a famous family, and you have something."
He Qiulin's expression froze, and after hearing Fatty Hei say that he was from a famous family, he said proudly, "How did you find out?"
"It's not that simple. Marshal Tianpeng is your ancestor, right? He really looks alike, hahaha..." The fat man laughed loudly.
This black fat man's mouth is bad enough, and he doesn't utter dirty words when he scolds others.
One sentence made He Qiulin angry, he gritted his teeth and said, "Who the hell are you? Why are you swearing at the old man's door? Do you think you are dying?"
"Where is the person you arrested? Release him quickly, Mr. Hei has no time to talk to you here, hand him over, and spare your life. Don't delay Mr. Hei's search for the big horse at night." The fat man said impatiently.
"Where is Master Yunxuan?" He Qiulin looked around, and then he understood why we came.
"I'm your grandpa Yunxuan, I changed my appearance last night, didn't you see it?" the sloppy Taoist laughed.
"It turned out to be a fake master of the Maoshan sect. I said, why are you so vulnerable? Even you little bastards dare to come here to save people. The old man thinks that you are here to die." He Qiulin waved his hand, and he The group of people behind us immediately surrounded us and surrounded us in the middle.
This time, there were hundreds of people brought out by He Qiulin, the two swordsmen who fought last night, and the bald man holding the Coiling Dragon Staff were all here.
The four guardians stood beside He Qiulin.
"Master, I'll take down this arrogant black fat man!" The bald man stood up, holding the coiling dragon stick in his hand, shouted violently, raised the stick in his hand, and threw it at the black fat man.
The fat black man glanced at the bald head, picking his teeth with a toothpick in his hand.
The stick in the bald man's hand roared like a thunderstorm.
Seeing that the stick was about to hit the fat black man's forehead, he saw that fat black man suddenly pulled out a ruler from behind with his other hand, and slammed it towards the bald man.
The ruler in his hand looks about the size of my canopy ruler, but its power is terrifying.
As soon as it was pulled out, a huge projection appeared on the ruler, covering the sky and covering the earth.
There was also a golden light emitting from the ruler.
After a loud "bang", he went to look at the bald head again, and was directly hit by the black fat man with a foot and flew out more than ten meters away. He hit the wall heavily and turned into a blood mist.
There was also a large hole in the wall.
The corpse exploded immediately, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and bone dregs splashed everywhere.
A living person, and a very powerful master, was directly blown up by him, it really exploded.
It is enough to see how terrifying the ruler in his hand is.
Seeing this scene, the sloppy Taoist priest and I were terrified.
Damn, this is too fierce, it is simply inhuman.
Not only were we terrified, He Qiulin also gasped in fright, and took a few steps back, and the group of people behind him all looked at the fat black man with fear in their eyes.
The fat man held a ruler in his hand and walked straight towards He Qiulin. He picked his teeth and said, "Let the people out, as well as those women in your manor. Master Hei is in a good mood today and doesn't want to kill too many people. You can kill them." Spare your dog's life."
"Too arrogant!" He Qiulin was furious. When he stretched out his hand, a red magic sword suddenly appeared in his hand. His whole body was filled with blood, and he climbed to the extreme in an instant. He greeted the four guardians around him and rushed straight at the fat black man. past.
"I really don't know how to live and die, then Master Hei will play for you." Fatty Hei said, when he made a wrong step, he raised the ruler in his hand and went up to meet him.
Both the sloppy Taoist priest and I were in a daze, and we didn't recover from the shock just now for a while.
I looked at Kasang beside me, and asked, "Kassang, what magic weapon is that ruler in his hand? It's so powerful!"
"That is one of China's top ten artifacts, the measuring ruler. It destroys the world and has infinite power. He Qiulin is definitely no match for Uncle Hei." Kasang said very calmly.
Only after seeing Fatty Hei make a move, did he know what it means to be a master of masters.
It was simply indescribable.
The measuring ruler in his hand was unstoppable.
Every time I wave it, a huge projection will appear behind the ruler, as if the sky is falling.
As long as he is hit by his measuring ruler, he will either die or be disabled.
The huge projection shot fell on the ground, and directly smashed out a huge deep hole.
He Qiulin could still take two or three moves from Fatty Hei, but the four guardians around him, as well as the two swordsmen, couldn't get close to him at all.
After a few moves, the black fat man smashed a foot on a master next to He Qiulin.
The man died in a terrible way, his head was shot into his chest, his body was half short, and his feet sank into the ground.
Fatty Hei rushed forward, pressing He Qiulin and his subordinates so hard that they were powerless to fight.
After a few more moves, the two swordsmen were also slapped to death by the black fat man with a ruler.
He Qiulin saw the people around him keep falling down, and after a roar, countless red blood threads began to separate from his body, and all of them wound around the fat black man.
He Qiulin was able to devour the cultivation base and blood essence of a person through these red blood threads.
I was about to remind Fatty Hei to be careful, but before I could speak, I saw that Fatty Hei shook his body, and a large cloud of red mist flew out from his body.
If you look carefully, it's not a mist, but a large patch of tiny bugs, red mustache bugs, flying towards the red bloodshots released by He Qiulin.
Those red mustaches entangled those red blood threads, and swallowed those red blood threads after a while.
However, those red mustaches didn't stop, and flew towards the subordinates behind He Qiulin.
A few people didn't know what was going on, but they were surrounded by those red mustaches.
They howled in pain and fell to the ground one by one.
In just two or three minutes, those people were all gnawed by red mustaches and turned into white skeletons.
He Qiulin's ultimatum didn't work, his face changed drastically in fright, he restrained the red blood on his body, and beckoned to the people behind him: "Quick retreat!"
He glared at the sloppy Taoist priest behind the fat black man, gritted his teeth and said, "Which bastard was cursing just now, stand up for me!"
The fat man grinned, and took two steps forward: "It's you, Grandpa Hei, I think you're the one who thinks of you if you scold you, but just looking at your appearance, you can tell that you are from a famous family, and you have something."
He Qiulin's expression froze, and after hearing Fatty Hei say that he was from a famous family, he said proudly, "How did you find out?"
"It's not that simple. Marshal Tianpeng is your ancestor, right? He really looks alike, hahaha..." The fat man laughed loudly.
This black fat man's mouth is bad enough, and he doesn't utter dirty words when he scolds others.
One sentence made He Qiulin angry, he gritted his teeth and said, "Who the hell are you? Why are you swearing at the old man's door? Do you think you are dying?"
"Where is the person you arrested? Release him quickly, Mr. Hei has no time to talk to you here, hand him over, and spare your life. Don't delay Mr. Hei's search for the big horse at night." The fat man said impatiently.
"Where is Master Yunxuan?" He Qiulin looked around, and then he understood why we came.
"I'm your grandpa Yunxuan, I changed my appearance last night, didn't you see it?" the sloppy Taoist laughed.
"It turned out to be a fake master of the Maoshan sect. I said, why are you so vulnerable? Even you little bastards dare to come here to save people. The old man thinks that you are here to die." He Qiulin waved his hand, and he The group of people behind us immediately surrounded us and surrounded us in the middle.
This time, there were hundreds of people brought out by He Qiulin, the two swordsmen who fought last night, and the bald man holding the Coiling Dragon Staff were all here.
The four guardians stood beside He Qiulin.
"Master, I'll take down this arrogant black fat man!" The bald man stood up, holding the coiling dragon stick in his hand, shouted violently, raised the stick in his hand, and threw it at the black fat man.
The fat black man glanced at the bald head, picking his teeth with a toothpick in his hand.
The stick in the bald man's hand roared like a thunderstorm.
Seeing that the stick was about to hit the fat black man's forehead, he saw that fat black man suddenly pulled out a ruler from behind with his other hand, and slammed it towards the bald man.
The ruler in his hand looks about the size of my canopy ruler, but its power is terrifying.
As soon as it was pulled out, a huge projection appeared on the ruler, covering the sky and covering the earth.
There was also a golden light emitting from the ruler.
After a loud "bang", he went to look at the bald head again, and was directly hit by the black fat man with a foot and flew out more than ten meters away. He hit the wall heavily and turned into a blood mist.
There was also a large hole in the wall.
The corpse exploded immediately, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and bone dregs splashed everywhere.
A living person, and a very powerful master, was directly blown up by him, it really exploded.
It is enough to see how terrifying the ruler in his hand is.
Seeing this scene, the sloppy Taoist priest and I were terrified.
Damn, this is too fierce, it is simply inhuman.
Not only were we terrified, He Qiulin also gasped in fright, and took a few steps back, and the group of people behind him all looked at the fat black man with fear in their eyes.
The fat man held a ruler in his hand and walked straight towards He Qiulin. He picked his teeth and said, "Let the people out, as well as those women in your manor. Master Hei is in a good mood today and doesn't want to kill too many people. You can kill them." Spare your dog's life."
"Too arrogant!" He Qiulin was furious. When he stretched out his hand, a red magic sword suddenly appeared in his hand. His whole body was filled with blood, and he climbed to the extreme in an instant. He greeted the four guardians around him and rushed straight at the fat black man. past.
"I really don't know how to live and die, then Master Hei will play for you." Fatty Hei said, when he made a wrong step, he raised the ruler in his hand and went up to meet him.
Both the sloppy Taoist priest and I were in a daze, and we didn't recover from the shock just now for a while.
I looked at Kasang beside me, and asked, "Kassang, what magic weapon is that ruler in his hand? It's so powerful!"
"That is one of China's top ten artifacts, the measuring ruler. It destroys the world and has infinite power. He Qiulin is definitely no match for Uncle Hei." Kasang said very calmly.
Only after seeing Fatty Hei make a move, did he know what it means to be a master of masters.
It was simply indescribable.
The measuring ruler in his hand was unstoppable.
Every time I wave it, a huge projection will appear behind the ruler, as if the sky is falling.
As long as he is hit by his measuring ruler, he will either die or be disabled.
The huge projection shot fell on the ground, and directly smashed out a huge deep hole.
He Qiulin could still take two or three moves from Fatty Hei, but the four guardians around him, as well as the two swordsmen, couldn't get close to him at all.
After a few moves, the black fat man smashed a foot on a master next to He Qiulin.
The man died in a terrible way, his head was shot into his chest, his body was half short, and his feet sank into the ground.
Fatty Hei rushed forward, pressing He Qiulin and his subordinates so hard that they were powerless to fight.
After a few more moves, the two swordsmen were also slapped to death by the black fat man with a ruler.
He Qiulin saw the people around him keep falling down, and after a roar, countless red blood threads began to separate from his body, and all of them wound around the fat black man.
He Qiulin was able to devour the cultivation base and blood essence of a person through these red blood threads.
I was about to remind Fatty Hei to be careful, but before I could speak, I saw that Fatty Hei shook his body, and a large cloud of red mist flew out from his body.
If you look carefully, it's not a mist, but a large patch of tiny bugs, red mustache bugs, flying towards the red bloodshots released by He Qiulin.
Those red mustaches entangled those red blood threads, and swallowed those red blood threads after a while.
However, those red mustaches didn't stop, and flew towards the subordinates behind He Qiulin.
A few people didn't know what was going on, but they were surrounded by those red mustaches.
They howled in pain and fell to the ground one by one.
In just two or three minutes, those people were all gnawed by red mustaches and turned into white skeletons.
He Qiulin's ultimatum didn't work, his face changed drastically in fright, he restrained the red blood on his body, and beckoned to the people behind him: "Quick retreat!"
