Chapter 1289 (1/2)

In addition to Tang Yu, the price of killing a master is not more than 100 million yuan. In general, the highest level of a master under a six star master is no more than one billion. If a master is a great master, he will normally look like two to five billion.

After all, ordinary people have nothing to do with their leisure time. Who will spend money to buy the lives of great masters. Great master, he is already close to the top of the world. Few people will release such a task. Even if there is one, it can't be easily completed. Even if there are many experts to complete it, the money allocated to him is not too much.

And Tang Yu, this person can be 15 billion, this is a huge sum of money, who does not love?

”I have the strongest strength. Can't I have seven billion dollars? How about sharing the other 8 billion with the two of you? ” The Stone said grimly.

”Good, deal!”

Shuining and the smiling Buddha looked at each other without hesitation, and agreed to the other party's proposal directly.

”I said... Are you three finished?”

Tang Yu tilted his head, looked at the three people, and said faintly: ”is not three dozen one, as for the discussion for such a long time? It's a question whether you can kill me. You're still thinking about how to spend money. Hehe, you three can leave here alive today

”Haha, it's worth about 15 billion people. It's really rampant, but I like it.”

The little fat man grinned and said sincerely: ”if we can let the three great masters deal with you, the master of six stars, you will have no regrets even if you are dead. Don't worry. I'll remember you when you're dead

”It's really worthy of the title of smiling Buddha. You really deserve to be beaten.”

Tang Yu shook his head slightly and said with a smile, ”I think your fat should have a lot of oil. I'll help you to remove the oil. What do you think? Don't worry. It's absolutely free. There's nothing wrong with the old and the young. ”

”Tang Yu, your joke is really not funny.”

Seeing that the other party even made fun of his figure, the smiling Buddha's face was slightly cold: ”since you want to die early, then I will help you. Let's fight together and kill this crazy boy

Before the words fell, the smiling Buddha's round body seemed like a ball, light and incomparable. In his hand, a delicate red sandalwood sword was stabbed straight out to take the position of Tang Yu's throat.

Why? Red sandalwood sword? It's a waste of resources to use such an excellent sword in your hand. It's just that my wife doesn't have a wooden sword to use, so I'll take it!

looking at the wooden sword in the other party's hand, Tang Yu's eyes suddenly brighten, and Ruyi stick in his hand instantly uses the small Yasha stick technique to resist the past.

”It's really shameless. You're going to die yourself. You're still thinking about my red sandalwood sword. I don't know.” The smiling Buddha sneered and turned the sword in his hand. He suddenly burst into a drink: ”withered wood sword technique. Rotten trees and dead trees!”

Under a sword, a touch of withered air instantly diffuses over the sword tip, and the mood of withered wood instantly locks Tang Yu on the spot.

”The artistic conception of withered trees is a powerful force of hegemonic artistic conception. As long as you are stabbed, your flesh and blood channels will be wantonly destroyed, just like the plants in winter, they will wither directly.”

Tang Yu was slightly surprised. As expected, the master's understanding of the artistic conception of the master is absolutely not comparable to that of the general six star master. This is the strength of the great master.

However, in Tang Yu's eyes, he was also high spirited and laughed: ”the natural attribute strength of wood is good. But, besides gold, don't you know that fire also conquers wood? ”

Before the words fell, Tang Yu's Ruyi stick was filled with golden flame, and the mood of the dead wood was burned.

Looking at Tang Yu's golden flame, the smiling Buddha's face changed slightly, and the wood department's real Qi gushed wildly in his hands. He poured madly into the red sandalwood sword.