But it was Liu Wuxian's not salty and indifferent attitude that made the coffin even more angry, let out a low roar, and rushed towards Liu Wuxian again with a heavy hammer.

"Coffin, be careful!" the tombstone reminded in a voice.

The coffin is at this moment when self-confidence is inflated, the authorities are confused, and they are bystanders.

Not only the tombstone, but even Yang Wei also found it. Liu Wuxian's blow just now really failed to hurt the coffin, but if you look closely, the coffin's attack has no effect on Liu Wuxian.

"Moon Shadow Fist—"

Liu Wuxian swung out another blow of the Moon Shadow Fist.

"I knew that this trick was useless to me, and I still used it, Liu Wuxian, are you running out of donkey skills?"

"Chok—"

There was a loud sound of gold and iron.

Liu Wuxian's fist smashed firmly on the coffin.

The coffin was just about to make a sarcastic sound, but his body flew into the air uncontrollably, his throat was sweet, and he spit out a large mouthful of plasma.

At the same time, Liu Wuxian's speed soared again, and in an instant, he came to the sky above the coffin's head, and another Moon Shadow Fist was swung out.

"Chok—"

There was another sound of gold and iron clashing.

The body that flew out of the coffin came to an abrupt halt and slammed into the ground, leaving a huge crater on the ground......

"It's... How is this possible?!" The coffin looked down and saw that the chest that had been hit by Liu Wuxian was actually dented.

This is something that the coffin never expected.

Didn't Liu Wuxian just fail to break through his defenses? Why did all of a sudden, his attack power increase so much?

Could it really be as the other party said, the other party didn't do his best just now?

"It's really hard!" Liu Wuxian ignored the shocked coffin, moved his wrist slightly, and muttered to himself.

"Hmph, it was just my carelessness just now, and then, I need your life!"

Seeing Liu Wuxian's breezy appearance, the coffin's face turned pale, and he swung the hammer again and was about to rush towards Liu Wuxian.

Lingxi pointed at it. Liu Wuxian pointed out in the air.

The figure of the coffin rushing forward stopped abruptly, and subconsciously looked at his right leg, only to see that there was already an extra blood hole on his right leg, and blood rushed out.

The steeled skin didn't play a role under Liu Wuxian's fingers......

"Are you careless again?" asked Liu Wuxian with a smile.

"No... That's right, I'm just careless, you're just a sick man in Huaxia, how can you be my opponent?" the coffin gritted his teeth and was about to rush towards Liu Wuxian again.

"Sick man?!"

Liu Wuxian smiled, and pointed out another "Lingxi Finger".

The coffin was in the spirit of twelve points at this moment, and when he saw Liu Wuxian raise his finger, he hurriedly wanted to dodge, but it was still too late.

This point is made to the coffin's left leg......

The coffin only felt that his knees were weak, and he fell to his knees, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Sick man?"

Liu Wuxian still had a smile on his face, and walked towards the coffin step by step.

"You... Don't come here......"

The coffin looked at the smile on the corner of Liu Wuxian's mouth, and suddenly felt a chill, and hurriedly swung a heavy hammer to smash at the other party.

"Bang-"

But as soon as his right hand was raised, Liu Wuxian pointed out another "Lingxi Finger", and the coffin's right hand holding the heavy hammer was opened with a bloody hole and fell weakly.

"You!"

The coffin subconsciously raised his left hand.

The ending is obvious, it was another "Lingxi Finger", and the other hand of the coffin slipped off.

It was just a face-to-face effort, and the limbs were wasted.

Liu Wuxian still had a smile on his face, but this smile fell in the coffin's eyes, but it was like a smile of death.

I saw Liu Wuxian's body shake, and he came to the coffin, and his right leg was raised violently and stepped on the other party's head.

The coffin's head came into close contact with the ground.

"Who did you just say is the sick man?" asked Liu Wuxian with a smile.

"It's... How is this possible?" The coffin was trampled on the head by Liu Wuxian's feet, his face was hideous, and he wanted to pull his head away, but the more he struggled, the greater the force on Liu Wuxian's feet, and he stepped on him to death.

Until now, the coffin can't believe that this is the truth, in the past, the coffin has never met Liu Wuxian, but only heard about the other party's deeds.

At that time, the coffin was full of disdain, as a purebred European, he has always regarded the yellow race as a dwarf, especially in Huaxia, and he is even more disdainful, and it is just a sick man's country.

As for Liu Wuxian, it's just that he didn't meet him, otherwise with his strength, it wouldn't be a matter of minutes to kill a Liu Wuxian?

Even the coffin has always regretted that he didn't have the opportunity to confront Liu Wuxian, if he can trample this so-called killer king under his feet, then his status in hell and heaven will also rise!

I have dreamed of the coffin countless times, and I have fantasized about the coming of this day.

And today it really came, but it was he who was trampled on, and he was trampled on so thoroughly. This is something that the coffin could never have imagined......

"What's the matter? I'm surprised? There's no doubt about it, your strength is still so-so, it's just that I'm more awesome!" Liu Wuxian said, spitting out the cigarette that had been left in the cigarette holder.

"By the way, who did you just say is the sick man?" Liu Wuxian ignored the coffin with a pale face, and said with a smile.

“……”

The coffin gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"Quite backbone!"

The corners of Liu Wuxian's mouth rose, and the feet of the coffin were even harder, and the coffin's head was even trampled into the ground.

"Ask you again, who is the sick man?" Liu Wuxian's voice was cold, without any emotion.

“……”

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The Golden Retriever Lion King and the others had not yet pinched Liu Wuxian in a cold sweat, but they didn't expect such a big reversal in the plot......

Some people who saw the coffin insulting the sick man in China before, and Liu Wuxian was unmoved, but they were actually a little angry with Liu Wuxian.

In their opinion, no matter who it is, as long as their motherland is insulted, they must stand up, but Liu Wuxian is very indifferent.

However, at this moment, everyone understood that Liu Wuxian was not unmoved, but disdained to argue with the other party in words.

Now that the coffin has been trampled under its feet, it is clear who the sick man is!

The coffin felt that Liu Wuxian's foot strength was gradually increasing, his head was about to be trampled to pieces, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, he didn't dare to continue to be hard, and was forced to succumb to Liu Wuxian's obscenity, and said dejectedly: "I... I'm a sick man......"

"Who are you?" asked Liu Wuxian again.

"I... My coffin is a sick man......"

"Yes, what about the Hell Heaven Killers?" asked Liu Wuxian again.

"Coffin, I'll help you!"

The tombstone only came back to his senses at this time, he had long known that Liu Wuxian was powerful, but he didn't expect that the coffin was so unbearable in Liu Wuxian's hands in the early stage of the same month.

"I'll be your opponent!" Yang Ji stepped out in one step, blocking in front of the tombstone, pointing in front of the dragon bone sword, and said coldly.

"Get out of here!"

The tombstone didn't expect Yang Ji to stand up to stop him, so he couldn't help but turn pale, took out a sickle, and slashed towards Yang Ji.

"Chok—"

Yang Ji hurriedly swung the Canglong Bone Sword to block.

The scythe and the dragon bone sword collided together, and a terrifying energy vortex erupted from the core of the battle between the two.

The bodies of the two of them flew several meters away from the ground at the same time.

Yang Ji took a look, and the tiger's mouth of the hand holding the Canglong Bone Sword actually cracked under this pair's touch, and the flesh and blood rolled back, and a touch of horror flashed in his eyes.

“！”

Compared with Yang Ji, the shock of the tombstone was even worse.

Originally, in his opinion, with his strength in the early stage of the moon level, he could knock Yang Ji of the Star Great Perfection away with one blow, but he didn't expect that the other party would be able to compete with him.

Although he didn't use all his strength for that blow, it was terrifying......

His hand holding the sickle was slightly numb at the moment, although it was not like Yang Ji, the tiger's mouth was directly cracked, but you must know that Yang Ji was just a star master......

At this moment, the tombstone really paid attention to Yang Ji for the first time.

Even if Liu Wuxian had the combat power of the Star Great Perfection, I'm afraid it wouldn't be much stronger than the young man in front of him, right?!

Liu Wuxian also glanced at Yang Jian meaningfully, and then refocused his gaze on the coffin's body, "What about you, you are a sick man, what is the Hell Heaven Killer Party?!"