Li Xiuren stepped out in one step, and the second punch of the military killing fist was blasted down.

Blood Tassel Gun!

Killing intent, evil energy, and true power all converged on this punch, faintly forming a phantom of a red tassel spear.

It's not the kind of spear that uses wood as the barrel, but it seems to be made of dark iron all overlord, and even quenching is blood, fighting for a hundred years, killing countless enemies, and dyeing white tassels into red tassels!

Li Xiuren's eyes were red, and he only had killing intent in his heart, but he was extremely calm.

If you want to reduce the trouble as much as possible, it is a good practice to knock Zheng Yiming back with one punch, and it is better to be seriously injured and killed.

The killing machine is vertical and horizontal, Zheng Yiming agitated his real strength, suppressed the tumbling qi and blood, and blasted out with the same punch, he can still fight, and maybe there is a chance to fight back.

Their fists landed on each other's chests.

Li Xiuren's side is not painful or itchy, "Becoming the Heart Sutra of Truth and Wrong" is very compatible with himself, and the true power is pure and vast.

The defense of the Protector Mana is not very good, but it is not too weak either.

On the other hand, Zheng Yiming.

The true power of protecting the body was shattered in an instant, and after the killing machine and the real power shattered the ribs and internal organs, destroyed the meridians, and then attacked the heart.

There seemed to be thousands of spears, piercing the chest and piercing the ventricles at the same time.

Zheng Yiming spurted out a mouthful of blood again, mixed with the debris of some internal organs, and his momentum instantly fell and underestimated, and he languished.

The ball in the chest, which was normally leaking, dried up in an instant.

The whole person flew backwards backwards, spilled blood on the long street, crashed into the onlookers, rolled several times and fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The crows are silent, and the needles can be heard!

Behind the clouds, three of the one hundred and eight crape myrtle stars suddenly flickered.

The blood-colored pop swept across the scorching sun and across the sky, leaving a remnant of the rainbow above the blue sky, grim and ferocious, as if cutting the sky off.

On Feixian Mountain, Yu Yazi put down the wine jug in his hand, looked up at the blue sky, and seemed to notice the change in the number of crape myrtle stars.

"It's the three stars that kill the wolf."

Fu Xiangrong on one side also raised his head, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he said worriedly: "Could it be that something is wrong with the junior brother?" ”

In addition to killing all over Shenzhou with one dragon sword, Fu Longzhao of the Dragon Sword Venerable is also very accomplished in the number of crape myrtle stars, which can be called the first in the world.

As his junior brother and daughter, Yu Yazi and Fu Xiangrong also have very good life skills.

"Your little junior brother won't have any problems, what you need to worry about is someone else."

Yu Yazi lowered his head, took a sip of wine, and said faintly: "Seven kills, broken army, and greedy wolf, as the three fierce stars in the fourteen main stars of Ziwei, and called killing the wolf."

The ancient generals, the heroes of the Demon Dao Giants, have a lot of life to kill wolves, one of them sits in the palace, and the other two echo each other.

But your little junior brother is different, he is the only one in ancient and modern times to kill the wolf and the three murderous stars sit in the palace of life, and it is the fate that will never appear in the number of crape myrtle stars.

Instead of worrying about something wrong with him, it is better to worry about the person who provoked him. ”

There are life palaces, fortune palaces, slave palaces, children's palaces, and brothers' palaces in the number of crape myrtle stars...... And so on, a star falls in a house, and the life house is the most important.

The last person in the Three-Star Qi Fate Palace was still Lin Yi, the senior brother of Feixianmen.

……

The remnant rainbow that swept across the blue sky did not attract people's attention, because in front of their eyes, something even more shocking happened.

The blood in his eyes gradually subsided, and Li Xiuren withdrew his fist, but others could still faintly feel the piercing killing intent coming from him.

"It's just a normal challenge and competition, the shot is so heavy, Li Xiuren, you are a famous and decent disciple!" A sense of justice bursts out, and the young man stands up and reprimands loudly with righteous words!

"Since it's a challenge, it's definitely going to be heavy-handed, and going all out is the greatest respect for the opponent."

Li Xiuren was disdainful, and the young man who jumped out of the pattern and brushed his sense of existence angrily, said: "Do you want to be like a dancing girl fighting a sword at a banquet, you come and go, let you see jokes?"

From the moment he stopped in front of me, I had to be prepared to be defeated and then defeated and killed.

Or are you unconvinced and want to challenge me? ”

The murderous eyes, the ordinary piercing sword pierced the skin of the young man.

The young man's throat moved slightly, he subconsciously took two steps back, turned his slightly trembling hands behind his back, and accused him sanctimoniously: "The competition was originally just a discussion of the Tao, mutual improvement and common progress, but you hurt others with heavy hands.

You Li Xiuren is fierce and powerful, and you don't care about the morality of the rivers and lakes to shoot so hard, our Zhou naturally doesn't dare to disagree.

It's just that, it's sad and lamentable, Feixian Sect has a true disciple like you, and the good name that you have gathered over the years is about to be ruined! ”

Impassioned and passionate words to guide the country, standing on the commanding heights of morality, how happy!

You don't need to do anything, you can belittle the true legend of Feixianmen, so as to elevate your own high vision and foresight, it's really cool!

Besides, he is standing on the position of Feixianmen, and accusing Li Xiuren from the position of the right path of the rivers and lakes, do you dare to do it?

Fang Zhou's eyes couldn't hide the smugness, what about the true legend of the Flying Immortal Gate, a reckless man, didn't he want to be reprimanded in front of everyone?

Li Xiuren stepped out, walked in front of Fang Zhou, ignored the beam-jumping clown, and asked, "I'm just a little heavier, and you're chattering here."

There are no one to bury the white bones under the mountain, and the corpses are all over the wilderness, why don't you go to the Demon Sect and preach to the Demon Lord? ”

Being stared at by Li Xiuren, Fang Zhou trembled all over, and desperately cheered himself in his heart: There is no need to be afraid of him, you occupy the moral high ground, he is just a reckless man who has turned his back on the righteous path of Shenzhou!

Pretending to be calm, he trembled and said: "The devil is the devil, and the right path is the right way."

As a true lineage of the righteous path, you shouldn't be so heavy, Brother Zheng just wants to communicate with you.

The Flying Immortal Sect will definitely be ashamed to have a disciple like you! ”

"Which sect are you from?" Li Xiuren asked suddenly.

"Hanhe Sect of Northern Hebei Dao, ninth generation disciple Fang Zhou!"

Fang Zhou's face was righteous, and he was happy in his heart, and he could still let me report the sect and make a name for me by the way, so intimate?

Li Xiuren smiled, and then Zhenli instigated a slap on Fang Zhou's face, and the momentum sank into the mountains and seas.

Fang Zhou's spine was broken in an instant, and his head was like a spinning top, and after two turns, he hung to the side, dying.

The flesh and skin on the neck twisted into a twisted ball.

Li Xiuren stretched out his hand to pluck the head of the lower Zhou person, raised it in front of him, stared at the dead eyes, and said with a smile: "I'm really fed up with your chatter."

Challenge, learn, don't you want to step on me to become famous?

I know your dirty ideas all too well, because none of you are nobler than anyone else, but just laymen.

Zheng Yiming is still a little level in the end, and he can still not die after receiving two punches from me.

And you are completely different, you only know the rubbish of the mouth, what qualifications do you have to teach me to do things? ”

The peerless fierce star, truly born!