Chapter 1567

The distance between the two is only one zhang!

At such a close distance, there is absolutely no possibility of missing.

Otherwise, how could he earn the title of number one in Guanzhong?

"What's impossible about this?" Yan Biao sneers, the flying knife clamped by his two fingers suddenly has flowing light, melting into molten iron and dripping onto the ground.

Bu Ying sees this, and it's like seeing a ghost.

The flying knife is just a skill of muscle and bone exertion.

Even if practiced to perfection, it is shocking.

That is the power of a mortal!

Melting a flying knife into water, is this something mortal power can do?

Bu Ying feels very tricky!

The Yan Biao before him is too different from the Yan Biao in his impression.

This is the first time he suspects that this person came from hell for revenge...

Otherwise, how could a mortal possess such unfathomable power.

"Brother Yan, why must we fight to the death!" Bu Ying's voice softens, squeezing out a smile, "As long as you work with me, what I have, you will definitely not have less. We cooperate, inside and outside the pass, what can't we handle?"

"Hmph!" Yan Biao's gaze doesn't change at all, "I haven't lived enough as a human, how could I act like a dog with you!"

Reaching out, Bu Ying feels a great force coming, he quickly uses the "thousand-pound fall" to try to stabilize his figure, but finds it useless.

"Uh..."

Bu Ying rises into the air, grabbed by the neck by Yan Biao, his old face turning purple.

Yan Biao doesn't care at all, jumps lightly, flies into the air, drives his true qi, and runs toward the city.

Bu Ying widens his eyes, full of horror.

This person must be a vengeful ghost from hell.

Otherwise, how could he fly!

Humans absolutely cannot fly!

His eyes bulge, his heart thumps.

Just then, Yan Biao stops, lands in a graveyard, and throws Bu Ying onto the ground.

"This is?"

"This is the graveyard of my comrades. You dog traitor, today your head will be used to sacrifice to my comrades."

"No, I can turn over a new leaf..."

"Hehe... no need!" Yan Biao sneers, "A dog is always a dog! I won't believe a traitor's words!"

Walking forward, he presses his palm on Bu Ying's head.

Bu Ying feels his body forced to stiffen, his whole person pulled straight like a steel gun, and then pressed into the ground bit by bit.

The ground is sinking.

Bu Ying's field of vision is descending bit by bit.

He knows he is about to be buried alive, and can't help but feel despair in his heart.

Wanting to beg for mercy, he finds he can't even make a sound.

At this moment, he thinks of the comrades and countrymen he harmed.

They were just like him at this moment, facing the enemy, with no power to resist, only able to let death approach bit by bit.

And now, the retribution has fallen on his head.

He is also going to be buried in the soil bit by bit, eventually suffocating to death.

Death approaches bit by bit, this feeling is too terrifying.

At this moment, whether it's a hero or a traitor, it doesn't matter anymore.

He just wants to live.

It's just that Yan Biao came for revenge, his attitude is quite firm, his pressing palm is strong and powerful, no matter how Bu Ying's eyes beg, he has no pity.

PS: Thanks to 15662.. for the reminder, thanks to the big boss for the support. ===== CHAPTER 1568 =====