"Since I am looking for death, then I will fulfill your ......"

The man in room one grinned, lifted up with one hand, and met the slamming fist.

The temperature in the room rose sharply, and even a wave of hot air erupted.

Rumble!

The two exchanged fists and palms, and the sound was like muffled thunder.

In room two, the handsome young man with a face like a crown of jade and dressed as a scholar let out a faint sigh again.

He looked down at the small scorched black mark on the robe on his chest, and a look of pain flashed across his face.

The part of the stroke is still hot and painful until now, and the operation of internal breath has been greatly hindered.

When he came over before, he was also attacked by the martial artists in Room 1, and with the exquisite sword style he had learned, he even fought back with two swords after blocking the opponent's three swords in a row.

Then, the young man who looked like a scholar recalled the heat wave emptying, almost beyond imagination and irresistible palm, and suddenly felt a little powerless in his heart.

That palm, even if his master personally faced it, he might only end up with that person.

Now, the No. 4, who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, has to turn around and find trouble with No. 1.

It's a pity......

Click!

An arm bent back sharply at a terrifying angle.

Bai Huahua's bones broke through the restrictions of flesh and flesh, and happily burst out in half to breathe.

Gurgling blood poured out from where his arm had broken and shattered, and quickly flowed down, soaking the ground in a vivid red.

Click!

Another crunch.

The chair with a fine carved wood was torn apart, and a man slumped down and collapsed to the ground.

"You, you are not afraid of the fire poison in my palm!"

A moment later, Number raised his bloodied face and stared at the man standing silently in front of him.

Gu Juan looked down at him, his kind eyes seemed to care for an idiot who didn't know whether to live or die.

At first, he raised his vigilance, thinking that this thing would have some weird and powerful means, but he didn't expect it to be such a speechless result in the end.

actually used the blazing true qi as the last killing move, but his own family could have breathed fire, and he could even turn himself into a fire man, this so-called killer weapon of the bottom box, I'm afraid it's not a joke.

In this fight, not only did he not suffer any damage or shock, on the contrary, he also felt hot, warm and cool.

The mood seems to have become more peaceful.

Even the flame palm heat flow in the dantian was a little jubilant.

I really want to be slapped twice by him!

Gu Juan looked at the young man on the ground with a smile, and really subconsciously said what he thought in his heart.

"It's very comfortable, I really hope to be slapped twice by you again!"

In room No. 1, several young people who were still high and indifferent and detached before breathing were full of horror, and the intact arm supported the body, and the legs were desperately kicking, trying to get away from the "demon" in the room who had been smiling gently.

In room two, the handsome young man heard the sound of a thunderclap outside, and he couldn't help but feel a burning pain in his chest.

But just a moment later, he pricked up his ears and grew his mouth, as if something impossible was happening.

"It's very comfortable, I really hope to be slapped twice by you again!"

"Don't, don't come here!"

The handsome young man was stunned for a moment, and some kind of scene suddenly appeared in front of his eyes that made his scalp tingle, no, it was numb all over his body.

At this moment, there was a dead silence in Room 3, as if the people inside were dead, even the corpses were already cold, and it was impossible to move the slightest.

Dangdangdang......

There was a knock on the room door.

The handsome young man's buttocks/thighs jumped up like a needle prick, and the whole person shrank into the corner of the room, trembling violently up and down.

He had already drawn his sword, not to resist, but to split through the damn wall, create a hole and flee in time.

What flower fairy, what fairy couple, has become insignificant at this moment, he must escape from the hands of that pervert, otherwise what awaits him in the future will be a miserable life without daylight.

Such a demon, he once met one by chance when he traveled with his master, and those men and women who were imprisoned by demons could no longer be called normal people.

It is not too much to describe them as walking corpses!

Click!

The ordinary wooden deadbolt was shattered by a palm.

Gu Juan pushed open the wooden door of room No. 2, and at a glance saw a person with a disheveled hair and a frightened face, cowering in the corner, desperately slashing at the wall with a long sword, and had already dug a hole that was not too big or small.

Seeing the door pushed open, the young man let out a sudden scream, and was about to burrow into the hole that could not contain him.

Gu Juan was slightly stunned, then closed the door and turned to leave.

I'm afraid that the person inside is not a fool, such a sane guy, can still be ranked in front of him and occupy the second place on the list?

What kind of vision do these women in Baihuage have?

Click!

He opened room three directly.

The blue-clothed young man inside turned pale and closed his eyes as if he had accepted his fate.

"Don't put a dead face on me, come out and help me clean up my room. ”

Under the command of Gu Ju, the teenager in room 3 had to play the role of coolie, replacing the broken chair and tidying up the messy room with his hands and feet.

Not long after, in room No. 1, Gu Juan sat on the newly moved back chair, and couldn't wait to open a cheatbook he had just started.

"Chi Yan Jue?"

After a while, he frowned slightly, looked away from the scroll, and sighed secretly.

This set of cultivation methods, the name is much more fantastic than his Flame Palm, and it is a bit interesting to think about it carefully.

But that's about it.

Maybe he'd used what little experience he had left to boost it, so he could make the Flame Palm's heat stream more enjoyable?

However, Gu Juan once again set his eyes on the scroll, closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

The quality of this exercise, compared to the other cheats in his hand, is already beyond the boundary.

Thinking back to the friendly conversation he had with the pretending young man just now, he quickly confirmed his judgment.

The practice method called "Red Flame Jue" is pretending to force young people to change it on the basis of one of the exercises of the master.

A year and a half ago, this person accidentally ate a red fruit by mistake, and after surviving the painful half a day, he was surprised to find that his shallow internal breath had changed greatly.

Not only is it more than ten times thicker than before in half a day, but it also has the characteristics of burning and red-hot.

Later, it was a boring story of a very bloody rise to prominence in the division, but later because a woman was suppressed by a second generation of the division, was framed and fled, and then returned to the division again.

A small Jianghu sect naturally couldn't resist this person's full strength under hatred, and after a bloody battle, fourteen high-ranking sect leaders, including the second-generation elders, all died under his hands.

After the revenge was avenged, he suddenly became a little disheartened, so he left the division, and also left the woman who made him sad, and began to wander the rivers and lakes.

It wasn't until he met Gu Ju here that he ended his almost undefeated combat career since he accidentally ate the red fruit.

Although I don't know what the original appearance of this "Red Flame Jue" was, just because the sect that holds it has always been nameless, it can be concluded that it is not a high-level martial arts technique.

And this person can modify it all the way to the current level, in Gu Juan's opinion, it can be called a genius.

However, only a moment later, he reversed his judgment.

A martial artist who has been injured and disabled, or even destroyed his foundation, can no longer afford the title of genius.

As the so-called virtue is not matched, it will suffer disaster.

I didn't see until the man was carried out and thrown outside, didn't Gu Juan even know his name?