Chapter 1597: Bitter Saint

The middle-aged man had a dark complexion, a bitter and hateful appearance, his eyebrows drooped downward, his lips pursed slightly, and he looked as if he was often exploited by the landlord and robbed of his wife and daughter by bullies.

"Dang!"

I only heard the sound of gold and iron resonating, and the extremely sharp peerless sword fell on the middle-aged man's right hand and arm, and it burst into sparks! A strange color flashed in Richard's eyes, and his left hand clenched into a fist and fell on his body, and the powerful punch made the middle-aged man retreat again and again, leaving a series of deep footprints in front of him.

The middle-aged man opened his mouth and was about to say something, but Richard didn't give him this opportunity, and Ling Bo quietly launched his attack, and the attack was as dense as a violent storm, forcing the middle-aged man to keep retreating, and he was getting farther and farther away from the edge of the cliff. Just when he was tired of defending, Richard suddenly circled behind him, and his right foot popped out like a spring, kicking the middle-aged man's back, and the terrifying force kicked him out alive.

As soon as the middle-aged man left the edge of the cliff, a sword qi and a snow-white sword light shot up into the sky below, and landed on his body at the same time. The linen shirt on the middle-aged man immediately turned into strips, and with his bitter and hateful face, he looked like a beggar on the street.

"It's not broken?"

Blood Wuya was startled, squinted and looked up, and then his eyes widened suddenly, "Damn, that's not a stone, it's a person!" ”

"People?!"

Everyone was shocked at the same time, if it was a human being, how could it be possible to withstand the attack of Blood Cliff and Nameless without being injured, this is a human or a Transformer?

The middle-aged man fell downward, like a meteorite smashed heavily in the two hundred flags, the ground cracked instantly, and a big pit was smashed out, and countless gravels were like bullets shot out in all directions, and the two hundred flags, which had no casualties under the protection of everyone, instantly killed and injured dozens of people because of the middle-aged man's landing.

Musashi Sen's eyes turned red all of a sudden, these two hundred flags could have been the elite soldiers among the elite soldiers he carefully selected from the million-strong division of the General's Mansion, plus three years of training, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the closest descendant, and his position in his heart is extremely heavy, and now he has not died yet, if he enters the depths of the Hidden Dragon Valley, then there will be no one left?

"Give it to me!"

Musashi Mori roared angrily, and the first swordsman of Toei and Ermu Mantis behind him rushed out at the same time, and the stunned knife swept through the air, and the rolling knife qi formed in front of him in an instant, and fell on the middle-aged man who had just stood up.

"When !!!"

A loud sound like a yellow bell resounded through the valley, and a faint blood mark appeared on the part where the middle-aged man was hit, but it quickly disappeared, but the knife man himself was shocked by the shock force transmitted back from the hilt, and the tiger's mouth cracked instantly, and the blood dripped down.

Liu Hongyan's pupils shrank slightly when she saw this scene, and murmured in a low voice: "What a terrible body......"

Liu Hongyan has seen many masters of external skills, but the middle-aged man in front of her suddenly reminded her of Xu Rong and Richard, perhaps only Xu Rong in the state of King Kong is not bad and Richard in the state of Tongzi's golden body can be comparable to him in physical strength.

The Saint King standing in the crowd stared at the middle-aged man and said with a smile, "Bitter Saint." ”

The middle-aged man looked at the Holy King, and the expression on his face looked much more miserable than when he had just faced Richard's sword, and said with a wry smile: "Holy King, you are indeed here." ”

The Holy King said slowly, "I have to come, if I don't come, I will die." ”

Ku Sheng said: "If you let go of the obsession in your heart, the Nine Star Hidden Dragon Cave will not have any effect on you. The successive lords of Buyeo Country have lived a long life, and it is not for nothing,"

The Holy King sneered and said, "As the lord of the country, I have a talent that has passed through the heavens and the earth, what is the fault of wanting to display my majestic strategy?" Back then, the ancestor was unwilling to compete for hegemony in the world, and it was his business to remove his armor and break his stubbornness, so why should we future generations bear it! ”

At the end, the Saint King raised his voice violently, his face extremely hideous. Ku Sheng said slowly: "Dongfang Canglong did this to prevent a guy like you from setting foot in the Central Plains and setting off another bloody storm. Now that Buyeo and the Central Plains are stable, why do you need to cause more trouble? ”

The Saint King sneered, "Stability? This world has never been stable, Kusheng, you have been in the Hidden Dragon Valley for too long, and you no longer know what the outside world is like. In the past three years, people have died every day equivalent to one Buyeo country, and what kind of stability is this! ”

The bitter saint was silent, and only after a while did he say, "I can't tell you, if you want to pass through here, you have to follow the rules of the Hidden Dragon Valley." ”

"I know, beat you."

"Wrong, it's stepping over my corpse."

This time it was the turn of the Holy King to be silent for a long time, and said slowly: "Bitter Sage, I have only seen you among the four generals of the Hidden Dragon, although the two of us have not said a few words, but your hard work and tendon locking skills make me admire, you are not my opponent now, as long as you get out of the way, I will not hurt you a single hair." ”

Ku Sheng said lightly: "Either go back, or step over my corpse." ”

The Holy King sighed lightly and said, "Then you will be offended." ”

Before the words landed, I saw that his figure suddenly disappeared in place, and the next moment he appeared in front of the bitter saint, and a punch fell on the bitter saint's chest, and the rolling cold instantly enveloped the bitter saint.

A smile suddenly appeared on the bitter saint's bitter and hateful face, and the qi and blood in his body boiled instantly, and everyone's eyes widened suddenly, even Richard, who had a deep attainment in external skills, was shocked at this moment, he could feel that the qi and blood in Kusheng's body were boiling at this time, and the whole person was like a huge furnace, emitting an astonishing high temperature!

The cold aura of the Heavenly Frost Fist was instantly dispelled, and a dark red glowed on the dark chest of the Bitter Saint, meeting the Saint King's fist. Only a muffled sound was heard, and the two of them retreated at the same time, and the knuckles of the four fingers of the Holy King were charred black, like roasted meat.

The Holy King shook his wrist, his right hand quickly returned to its original state, his body twisted, and with the strength of his waist and abdomen, he kicked out, and the wind around his body was fierce, blowing the flags around him to the ground.

"Aeolus legs?"

Nie Feng was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that the Holy King would actually know his Wind God legs, and his attainments were not low!

The bitter saint didn't dodge, and with a low snort, there were bulges under his skin, as if it were a huge lock, locking his joints, meridians, and all the vital points of his body firmly behind him. The Holy King's kick came immediately, and it fell heavily on him, but it only made him take a step back!

The bitter saint suddenly reached out and grabbed the right leg of the Holy King, and threw him sideways, and the body of the Holy King was like a cannonball that came out of its disembowel, slamming into the mountain wall, and the whole person was deeply embedded in the mountain wall.

"Boom !!"

The mountain wall shook constantly, and pieces of rubble fell from above, crackling down on the body of the bitter saint, and the bitter saint was unharmed, but all the gravel turned into powder.

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