Seeing that, Su Zhuo stood up again and again, and was bombarded again and again and flew out.

Seeing that, the other party has become an extremely miserable bloody person.

In the hearts of many people, they suddenly came to a conclusion.

In today's battle, Su Zhenren was defeated.

However, even so, few people have spoken out again.

Because, even if Su Zhuo was defeated, the combat effectiveness he showed was far beyond everyone's imagination.

In particular, the other party has been hit dozens of times, and the whole person has turned into a bloody person, and he still hasn't fallen.

Everyone asked themselves if they couldn't do it.

The faces of the Yanhuang tribe were full of concern, but their hearts were full of coldness.

They didn't know why Su Zhuo hadn't fought back, but what they knew was that now, even if the other party wanted to fight back, he didn't have the strength and opportunity to fight back.

Although the other party can still get up from the ground, his body must have been greatly injured, and even internal injuries may not be necessary.

"Su Zhenren, today next year is your death day, when you are reincarnated as a human in the next life, remember, don't be so sharp. ”

Although the one-handed Buddha was also shocked by the tenacity of Su Zhuo's vitality in his heart, and he had been beaten so many times without falling, what he could be sure of was that the other party's breath was slowly weakening.

Therefore, it is only a matter of time before the other party falls.

"In that case, old thief, let's tell it to yourself. ”

Su Zhuo staggered to his feet again and said.

"!!"

The one-handed Buddha was completely enraged, and the whole person jumped up from the ground and appeared beside Su Zhuo.

Bang bang......

His incomparably domineering attack landed directly on Su Zhuo's chest.

Moreover, he is not using pure ** attacks, but still the Buddha's fighting skills.

Each attack creates powerful fluctuations, rippling towards all directions like a stormy wave.

Even, the entire space was turbulent with this powerful fluctuation, as if a tsunami had been set off in the middle of the sea.

The surrounding people had already retreated a few hundred meters away, and they were holding each other to stand firmly.

The people of the Yanhuang tribe were all dead.

Not only because of Su Zhuo's defeat, but also because of the extremely strong strength of the one-handed Buddha.

Although some secrets about the Jingwu Sect involve a relatively high level, many people in the Yanhuang tribe also know that the one-handed Buddha is a traitor.

Moreover, one of the tasks of the Yanhuang tribe is to find an opportunity to get rid of this traitor.

At the moment, it seems that they have no chance at all, and they do not have any strength.

The other party is too strong, so strong that they can only look up.

Unless, Huaxia's military god Piff can make a move, but the old man suffered a heavy blow in a battle more than ten years ago, and he has not recovered until now.

The only hope, Su Zhuo, is going to die here today.

Finally, Su Zhuo fell to the ground again.

Finally, this time Su Zhuo didn't stand up as usual.

After withstanding the melee attacks of the one-handed Buddha who didn't know how many, Su Zhuo's whole body had already opened his skin, and the breath of life had even become nothing.

The one-handed Buddha laughed: "Su Zhenren, Su Zhantian, I thought you were weird, it turns out that you are looking for death." ”

As he spoke, he walked towards Su Zhuo, ready to give the other party a ride.

Seeing this scene, Tianchen, a disciple of the One-Handed Buddha, suddenly had a face full of ecstasy, his eyes full of coldness and a little ridicule, and he couldn't help but start roaring angrily in his heart: "Bastard, this is the price, this is the price you paid for hurting me!!"

"Stop!!"

At this time, a person stopped in front of Su Zhuo.

It was Murong Feixue.

"You've already won, there's no need to fight anymore!!"

Murong Feixue helped Su Zhuo, who was covered in blood, up from the ground, and stared at the one-handed Buddha without the slightest fear.

The one-handed Buddha laughed: "Don't fight? Today is a battle of life and death, not to mention, Su Zhantian humiliated me first, if I don't kill him today, wouldn't I make the world laugh." ”

"One-handed Buddha, Su Zhenren is a member of the Yanhuang tribe, how to say, the Yanhuang tribe is also your hometown, today's matter, let's end here. ”

At this time, Feng Guozhong stood up.

The people of the Yanhuang tribe clenched their fists tightly, and they couldn't wait to rush forward and fight the one-handed Buddha.

However, what can you do if you rush up, you are just cannon fodder that has been crushed.

The one-handed Buddha glanced at Feng Guozhong, then shook his head, and said with a contemptuous smile: "General Feng, are you ordering me, or are you discussing with me?"

Feng Guozhong frowned, and then said awe-inspiringly: "I am discussing with you, but you have to understand that it is an order for you, and you can also, if you don't want to stop, the Yanhuang tribe can only fight with you today." ”

Hearing Feng Guozhong's words, the spirits of the people of the Yanhuang tribe were all lifted.

Immediately, dozens of people immediately surrounded the one-handed Buddha.

Although, they knew very well that even if they rushed forward, they would not be the opponent of the one-handed Buddha at all.

But if they let them watch Su Zhuo go to death like this, then it will become their lifelong regret.

So, they'd rather fight to the death once.

Besides, the one-handed Buddha should not want to have a showdown now, so even if the opponent can easily defeat the Yanhuang tribe, he should also have some concerns.

"You can't stop me!!"

The one-handed Buddha shook his head disdainfully, and then his body disappeared in place.

Without waiting for dozens of people to make a move, the one-handed Buddha rushed in front of Su Zhuo.

Murong Feixue hugged Su Zhuo tightly, gritted his teeth and said, "If you want to kill him, kill me first!!"

At this time, Murong Feixue still had a glimmer of hope in her heart, she was a member of the Yanhuang tribe, and the one-handed Buddha would definitely throw a rat bogey.

Of course, she is also taking risks by doing so.

However, the current situation does not allow her to think at all.

"Since you want to die, I'll fulfill you!!"

The one-handed Buddha snorted coldly, and slowly raised his palm, about to slap on Murong Feixue's body.

He didn't plan to make a move with the Yanhuang tribe, but that didn't mean that he didn't dare to kill Murong Feixue in front of him.

Between him and Huaxia, there are still too many interests involved, just because of a Murong Feixue, Huaxia will not make a move against him.

Because, he still holds some secrets, and if he dies, Huaxia may never get these secrets.

It's just that just when he was about to solve Murong Feixue first, and then Su Zhuo, Su Zhuo said to Murong Feixue with some amusement: "Hey, silly girl, don't cry." ”

Who knows, Su Zhuo's words were as if he had ignited a barrel of explosives.

So much so that Murong Feixue was furious: "Bastard, if you didn't have to do it yourself, would I cry?"

The one-handed Buddha laughed: "Su Zhenren, Su Zhenren, you are not shallow, it's okay, I will kill this girl today, so that you can be a companion on the Huangquan Road." ”

It's just that at this time, Su Zhuo didn't seem to hear the other party's words at all, but continued to "tease" Murong Feixue: "Don't cry silly, I'm dead, won't you be popular." ”

Who knows, when Murong Feixue Tian heard this, he immediately cried even more: "Su Zhuo, I don't want you to die, I, I like you......"

The expression on Su Zhuo's face suddenly froze, what is the situation?!

(End of chapter)