I don't know if anyone on the earth knows, but the cultivators of the cultivation realm know one thing.

That's...

Zhang Taichu is serious, and the enemy will die.

"I hate these eyes of yours, I'll give you a new pair when I defeat you. ”

"By the way, the cat's eye is beautiful, what do you think?"

The puppet girl raised her steps and walked towards Zhang Taichu with a smile, with disdain in her eyes and more contempt.

When she came to Zhang Taichu's side, the pseudo-mother used three points of force to face Zhang Taichu is palm.

"Bang!"

Zhang Taichu retreated ten meters before stopping, and a strong pain made Zhang Taichu spit out a mouthful of blood.

Zhang Taichu vomited black blood this time.

"Your palm is poisonous?" Zhang Taichu glanced at the pseudo-mother coldly, and hatred rose.

"That's right, I practice poisonous palms, and when I exert power, there are toxins, but I will give you a unique antidote, and I won't let you die. ”

"You handsome face, no one has played yet, how can you die here. ”

The puppet mother smiled, stretched out her right hand, and cast the faint moonlight, complacent.

"What a beautiful night, what a dexterous hand, I hate killing people the most, but you Zhang Taichu is stubborn, then don't blame me for being cruel and vicious. ”

Before the words fell, the pseudo-mother surged up again and called towards Zhang Taichu.

This time, he used ninety percent true qi, and he could completely kill the top Acquired Great Perfection martial artist. This time, he definitely wants to beat down Zhang Taichu.

The pseudo-mother knows that the average monk's aura and body protection are much stronger than those of martial artists, and this palm can't kill Zhang Taichu.

"Bang!"

The huge wind and waves were monstrous, the leaves were blown with a loud noise, and even ten pieces the size of eggs flew up, all over the sky.

It's not a suburb, it's a hell.

There are corpses all over the ground, blown up by the strong wind of the pseudo-mother, flying all over the sky, flesh and blood flying, miserable,

This is a heaven-level martial artist, and this is equivalent to the true strength of an innate cultivator.

This kind of strength is not to say that it destroys the world, but it can also damage an environment and not grow a single grass.

Heaven-level martial artists, martial arts, no, the country will never allow them to appear.

The appearance of the pseudo-mother has violated the rules.

One palm, just one palm, directly knocked Zhang Taichu away.

"Poof!"

Zhang Taichu lay on the ground, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and the dust of the land flew up again, and Zhang Taichu had become a native at this time.

Embarrassed, very embarrassed.

"It's the second move, the second move. Zhang Taichu felt that the fire god was sore, and the pain was incomparable, and he knew that the ribs on his body had been broken by the pseudo-mother more than a dozen times.

But he is not afraid, he must not fall, he must stand up, stand up.

Supporting his body with both hands, Zhang Taichu got up from the ground, his hands weak, as if he had dislocated.

Even the two thighs, Zhang Taichu felt that it was not his, but two thin sticks.

This is the strength of a heaven-level martial artist?

It's not good.

Zhang Taichu thought that he would definitely die, but he never thought that he was still alive.

"Good boy, you can resist me with ninety percent of my strength, yes, you are a character. ”

"However, you are not so lucky this time, I will use ten percent of my strength this time, I hope you can live. ”

"What a beautiful man, just leave me like this, goodbye, my favorite little man - Zhang Taichu!"

The pseudo-mother raised her hands, and a pair of dexterous hands were extraordinarily white and tender in the moonlight.

If you don't see the true face of the pseudo-mother, you will definitely think that the pseudo-mother is a woman.

It was this pair of white and tender hands that were about to kill Zhang Taichu.

Will Zhang Taichu die, and can Zhang Taichu still hold on?

Even Zhang Taichu couldn't be sure, Zhang Taichu only knew that it was a matter of sticking to it.

The wound he had just fused had cracked open again.

The two huge scars looked particularly hideous, and blood flowed out, and Zhang Taichu was a bloody man at this time.

This is the end of fighting against a heaven-level martial artist, and this is the end of an ant shaking an elephant.

No, it's not, Zhang Taichu is a dragon, a flying dragon, he is just suffering such a small setback now, he still has the strength to destroy the enemy.

"Fight with him!"

Zhang Taichu gathered the aura of his whole body in front of him, even if the wound was bleeding constantly, he couldn't care about it so much.

Instead of fusing the wound with aura, it is better to make a desperate bet and use the aura of the whole body to resist the opponent's blow.

Even if it is death, Zhang Taichu will die standing and will never compromise.

"Good boy, there is still a strong strength in your body at this time, it is terrible to leave you, you must die, you must die. ”

The puppet mother has never seen a person like Zhang Taichu, and when an ordinary martial artist encounters Zhang Taichu, the first choice is to surrender.

I'd rather live humbly than die.

A stronger warrior will choose to commit suicide, knowing that he is invincible, but still standing here to resist what to do, this is special, isn't it stupid.

However, Zhang Taichu is not an ordinary person, so he will not choose to die so easily, let alone surrender.

"Zhang Taichu, go die!"

The pseudo-girl's face was gloomy and cold, and the peach blossom petals on her head had already been blown away, leaving only one branch.

This time, the pseudo-mother not only exerted ten percent of his strength, but also used his strongest blow, and this time he was confident that he would kill Zhang Taichu.

"Bang!"

The puppet girl made a cold big palm, which had already hit Zhang Taichu.

Even the big tree a few meters away behind Zhang Taichu was broken and split in two.

"Ahh

Zhang Taichu let out a low roar, and the yin wind flew up, falling quickly five or six meters.

"Puff puff puff..."

Zhang Taichu vomited three mouthfuls of blood in a row, the clothes on his body were already rotten, and a blue handprint appeared on Zhang Taichu's body.

As for the two knife marks on the body, the flesh was already blurred, and the flesh was rotten.

This is the strongest blow of the pseudo-mother, and it is also the means of the pseudo-mother to kill Zhang Taichu.

Zhang Taichu never dreamed that the pseudo-mother would be so powerful, he had never seen such a powerful person.

"I can still stand up, stand up. "Zhang Taichu has already lost his strength, and at this time he is like a precarious patient, maybe he will die in the next second.

However, Zhang Taichu still used the little strength left in his body to support him and forcibly got up.

Legs moved, large pieces of flesh had fallen to the ground, and even bones could be seen.

Body aches, but it's nothing.

As long as he has a firm belief, Zhang Taichu can still stand up and bravely say no.

Zhang Taichu stood up once, and the pseudo-mother never dreamed that Zhang Taichu would be so tough.

Even so tough that it's not human.

This is the invincible Xiaoqiang, the invincible iron man.

"You really surprised me, I admire you, in this world, you are the second person I admire. ”

"However, you still have to die, because the young master is invincible, the young master let you die in the third watch, and you must not live past the fifth watch. ”

The puppet mother came to Zhang Taichu's side, stretched out her right leg and stepped on Zhang Taichu without hesitation.

"Click!"

Zhang Taichu's thigh has been cut off by the pseudo-mother, but this still can't stop Zhang Taichu from getting up.

"Scream, why don't you scream, why don't you scream, you piece of shit. You think that if you have some strength, you can fight against the heaven-level powerhouse, and you think that you are a genius. ”

"I'm sorry, you're a genius of ghosts, your little strength, in the eyes of my young master, is rubbish, let me tell you the truth, my young master has long been an innate fifth-layer strength. ”

The puppet mother vented all the resentment that had been buried in her heart over the years.

A dignified man, a dignified heaven level actually makes a man's toy, and whoever puts it on him will be unhappy.

It's an insult, a great insult.

However, he still endured it, and in the face of strength, he had to bow his head.

Today, he felt very proud when he saw a genius like Zhang Taichu stepping on his feet.

What about genius, it's not tortured in front of him.

The eagle that did not take off was nothing more than a fragile bird. And Zhang Taichu is this little bird, the little bird tortured by him.

Pain, even unwillingness, surged from Mrs. Zhang's heart, he was unwilling to go on like this, and he was even more unwilling to die.

The cause has not been completed, the hatred of his parents has not been avenged, and even Jiang Xiaoyu, who swore to guard, has not yet been guarded.

Is he willing to die like this?

Would he like to?

No, he didn't want to.

He Zhang Taichu was a man, a dignified man, he went up to the sky and stepped on the ground under his feet.

The sword mountain and the sea of fire have all been there, and this difficulty is nothing.

This small waterhole can still drown the dragon Zhang Taichu?

Zhang Taichu's firm eyes flashed again. The enemy is fierce, and he will not compromise.

Step by step, Zhang Taichu climbed up with his faith.

At this time, Zhang Taichu did not have a piece of good meat on his body.

Still, he stood up, like a warrior.

"I admire your warriors, really. ”

The puppet mother was also moved by Zhang Taichu at this time, and he never dreamed that Zhang Taichu would be so tenacious.

"I've already carried your three moves, can you let me leave now?" Zhang Taichu looked at the puppet mother and said.

"Do you think it's possible for you to leave?"

"Child, wake up, your departure is a big trouble for the family, do you think I will let you leave?" The pseudo-mother sneered and glanced at Zhang Taichu with mocking eyes.

"Die, Zhang Taichu!"

The pseudo-mother raised her hand and called at Zhang Taichu.

"Bang!"

Zhang Taichu's body was punched with a big hole.

Just when the puppet mother was proud, Zhang Taichu made a move, and his hand was like a python, flying towards the puppet girl's neck.

"Click!"

Zhang Taichu's palm was sharper than a blade, cutting off the puppet's neck.

"You, you're... Nope..."

The puppet girl's head flew to the ground, her body was separated from the head, her eyes widened, she looked at Zhang Taichu incredulously, and said a word, but before he finished speaking, he was out of breath.

"Hmph, with your little strength, you still want to kill me Zhang Taichu, stupid fork, I've been showing weakness and blinding you. ”

Zhang Taichu snorted coldly, and then sat on the ground.

He was so badly wounded that an average person would have died several times.

However, he persevered.

From the very beginning, Zhang Taichu was deceiving the pseudo-mother and showing weakness.

If he is a fool, he will believe the so-called three moves, he already knew that after the three moves, the pseudo-mother will come to kill him.

Zhang Taichu was a monk, and his aura was stronger than that of ordinary people, which was why he was not killed.

Of course, every time you vomit blood, it's true.

But he was still resisted by Zhang Taichu, Zhang Taichu was never afraid of the enemy, and his vomiting of blood was also true.

Seeing that Zhang Taichu was scarred, the pseudo-mother would definitely be careless, this is to give Zhang Taichu a chance, he just took advantage of the opportunity given by the pseudo-mother to kill the pseudo-mother.

However, to kill the puppet mother, the price paid by Zhang Taichu is also very huge.

The pseudo-lady in front of her, judging from Zhang Taichu's years of experience, can only be regarded as half a heaven.

If the strength of a heaven-level martial artist is 100,000, then the pseudo-Niang is at most 50,000 or 60,000.

A martial artist like Pseudo-Niang was forcibly brought up with medicine, and he couldn't break through the first level in this life, which is the so-called heaven-level second layer.

It is because of this that the pseudo-mother has resentment, and even her heart has become aggrieved.