"You have one, and I have one. I have one, and I have another... Hey! Crack!"

quack.

The sound of teeth colliding with finger bones is the sound of one bone crushing another.

Yu Guangyuan was sitting on the top of a high tower, holding a bunch of severed human fingers in his hands and eating snacks. There was a crunching sound in his mouth, and satisfied blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Stop reading it." He picked up a severed finger and handed it forward, saying in a friendly manner: "Here is one."

In front of him, an old monk knelt in the air and murmured something: "Now and in the future, gods and humans, I would like to advise you diligently to use your great supernatural powers to save you from falling into the evil realms..."

"I told you to stop reading." Yu Guangyuan smiled.

This monk has no arms and cannot put his palms together.

His knees were cut out and he could only sit on his knees.

Both Qi and blood are weak, making it difficult to be independent.

He could hear the words with his ears, and he didn't understand the Taoist words, but he turned a deaf ear.

His lips moved and he kept chanting.

Yu Guangyuan glanced at the giant pit in the distance.

Outside the huge pit, there were circles of human monks kneeling and tied up. There was a sea tribe general who was carrying a sharp knife. As soon as he caught Yu Guangyuan's eyes, he immediately knocked down one of them. The sharp knife flashed with cold light in the air and drew out deftly.

There were some small wounds, and then three fingers were inserted... In the scream of this human race, the bones were pulled out!

The executioner's Sea Tribe general moved very skillfully. He pulled out all the bones in a few strokes, leaving only a ball of flesh and blood that had lost its support. He casually moved it with the blade of his knife and rolled it into the deep pit.

Yu Guangyuan withdrew his gaze and looked at the monk jokingly.

The monk kneeling in front of him was still chanting sutras and closed his eyes tightly, but tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Okay, don't cry." Yu Guangyuan said very gently: "Eat some snacks to relax your mood."

He took a severed finger and stuffed it into the monk's mouth.

But the old monk kept his mouth tightly shut.

Yu Guangyuan allowed Yu Guangyuan to poke at him randomly with his severed finger. His lips were mashed and several of his teeth were broken, but he still refused to eat.

"Mom, you bald guys are so stubborn!" Yu Guangyuan cursed the curse words he learned from somewhere, and threw away the severed finger that was stained with saliva and blood.

The severed finger was completely separated in the air, the bones flew to the edge of the island, and the flesh and blood fell into the pit.

After picking through the pile of fingers for a while, he selected one that he liked, put it in his mouth, and chewed it angrily.

While chewing, he came up with another idea. He looked at the monk in front of him and said, "I am weird by nature. I like to force you to do things you don't want to do... In this way, if you eat one, I will let one of you go.

I keep my word."

The Mysterious Realm is the sea frontier of the human race, and those stationed here are of course not only the sea people, but also the Qi State.

Zhuo Qingru, as the true successor of Sanxing Palace, will come here. Buddhist holy places like Xuankong Temple also need to bear responsibility.

The monk kneeling in front of Yu Guangyuan is Master Jingyou of Xuankong Temple.

Although he is a Jingzi generation, he is already very old. He attained the golden body at the age of fifty-nine and is already ninety-six this year. His master is much older than the current abbot, Master Ku Ming, and has passed away long ago. He has been guarding him all year round.

On the floating island in the Lost World, a stone tower was erected here to take care of the human monks who came to help from all directions. His healing skills were quite good and he had saved many people.

The "Kude Pagoda" located in the Yihai area is somewhat famous in the Mijie.

It’s overturned today!

The very old Master Jingyou opened his closed eyes and looked straight at Yu Guangyuan.

Yu Guangyuan nodded, indicating that you, the bald man, heard correctly.

Without saying a word, Jingyou moved his legs with the kneecaps cut out, struggling to move in the air, and then he got close to Yu Guangyuan, lowered his head, and got close to Yu Guangyuan's outstretched left palm like a dog... biting those Fingers, eat hard!

After taking the first bite, he frowned, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be at war.

Then he made a nauseating sound and started to vomit.

But he pursed his lips tightly and swallowed all the vomit and the severed fingers in his mouth!

He just buried his head in Yu Guangyuan's hand, eating and chewing hard, and ate all the severed fingers that Yu Guangyuan had piled in his hand.

Then he raised his head again, looking at Yu Guangyuan like a dying fish on the shore.

"Still want to eat?" Yu Guangyuan asked with a smile.

Old monk Jingyou swallowed the severed finger in his mouth, letting the finger bones sting his throat, and nodded vigorously!

Yu Guangyuan laughed "hem hum", laughing so hard that his shoulders were shrugging: "But I... hahahaha... but I... lied to you! Hahahaha..."

Master Jingyou was stunned. He looked at Yu Guangyuan in pain, jumped up like a fish, aimed at Yu Guangyuan's throat with his rotten teeth, and tried desperately to bite him.

But he was slapped on his bare forehead, and he was instantly frozen in the air, unable to move.

Yu Guangyuan was extremely happy: "You are really cute. Humans are all so stupid -"

A huge alarm suddenly arose in his heart, and before he could even press the monk under his hand to death, he suddenly disappeared. He disappeared from the top of the tower and appeared outside the floating island that had been leveled.

During this process, he also made three consecutive turns to create the illusion of breaking through elsewhere.

But this is simply not enough!

He warned it was too late!

A ray of dim light suddenly jumped out of Yu Guangyuan's field of vision.

Then, out of the dim light, an extremely thin and extremely sharp long sword jumped out.

His eyes, which have been tempered for thousands of years, suddenly felt a stinging feeling. The sharpness was already damaged before the sharp edge came!

In the sudden burst of blood, Yu Guangyuan saw the surging sword energy like a tide, one after another, crashing into the mountains and the sea. And in the endless sword tide, there was an exceptionally clear line, jumping out The wave of swords suddenly cut off the line of sight and charged in front of him!

When I raised my eyes, I was shocked to see a wave of swords coming, shooting out of this world to the sky!

Too fast, too abrupt, too sharp.

It is simply an effect without a cause, coming from nowhere.

Yu Guangyuan had already closed his eyes tightly for the first time, using the original blood energy to protect himself, but he still shed tears of blood and his eyeballs were cut.

While closing his eyes tightly, he also curled his fingers and popped out a piece of white bone and a ball of flesh and blood.

White bones and red flesh are intertwined in the air, creating a colorful scene.

Using white bones as wooden pillars and flesh and blood as strips, an indestructible fence of flesh and bones was woven, wrapping his body three feet apart and keeping everything within protection.

The so-called super-grade magic of the Sea Clan makes flesh and blood inseparable.

But they were separated in an instant!

The law belongs to the law, and the art belongs to the art.

Dao Yuan was cut open alive.

This fence of flesh and blood returns to flesh and blood.

The line of sky that suddenly jumped out had unparalleled sharpness, like a belt, it was directly printed on Yu Guangyuan's waist, cutting into three-fifths of the waist and abdomen, and was caught by him with his bloody left hand.

This line almost cut him in half!

The supreme genius of the current generation of the Hai Clan, the strongest sage of the younger generation, a being who once competed with Jiao Fate...

He was already injured after just one face-to-face encounter!

What kind of swordsmanship is this? What kind of killing method is this?

Yu Guangyuan asked himself that his spiritual awareness was extraordinary, but he had not noticed this sword beforehand.

The flesh and blood in his palm turned into an oven, boiling the too abrupt sword, and his figure kept flying back. The flesh and blood on his waist and abdomen undulated like waves, and the wound healed in an instant.

He opened his healed eyes.

But see——

The boundless sword tide is rolling in, and a man wearing a green shirt stands at the head of the tide.

I heard about it a few years ago, saw it from the air a few days ago, and we met today!

"Jiang Wang!" Yu Guangyuan's voice was very angry.

Jiang Wang flipped his hand and wiped away the dim light at will. Bo Xinglang took it away, and Sauvignon Blanc appeared.

Too lazy to say a word, I step on the sword tide and leave the sword tide.

The tide of swords rolled around, killing Kude floating island.

Standing in the blue rainbow, I have become close to Yu Guangyuan.

The sword light burst into an angry sea, and the two geniuses who could represent their respective ethnic groups fought in a massacre!

Huang Weizhen's world-famous Shanhaidian Divine Seal, Jiang Wang only learned two moves.

It was impossible to hide such a stunning attack from a strong man like Yu Guangyuan by relying solely on the concealment ability of the Misfortune Seal.

His sword was hidden in the Disaster Seal, cutting out a ray of sky, but he also borrowed Yi Shengfeng's nameless sword that escaped from the senses.
To be continued...