Chapter 287: Dragon King Kong
"Zhu Changchun, since the rise of Zhuxing Island, what have you done, how have you oppressed other forces, you should know very well in your heart, but if there is a slightest possibility, no one wants to suffer from this nest, so we and Zhuxing Island are only you and me!"
They are all people who are masters of their own affairs, and they are used to being superiors, who wants to be oppressed by a foreign force? Who wants to be controlled by others everywhere and look at people's faces everywhere?
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As soon as Deng Yi's voice fell, Chen Luoshan grabbed the conversation and shouted: "Zhu Changchun, you don't need to talk nonsense here, Lao Tzu has swallowed his anger for a long time, you will die today, and Zhuxing Island must die in the future!" ”
After that, Chen Luoshan took the lead in killing Zhu Changchun, and a fierce battle broke out in an instant.
The four members of the coalition army were entangled one-on-one, and the remaining two were terrified, carefully fighting with Deng Yi together, and they didn't even dare to get close, but only dared to obstruct them with sword light and sword qi from a distance.
Such a timid and fearful posture made Zhu Changchun's neck blue. It's just that he is angry, and he really faces Deng Yi by himself, but he is afraid that he will be stunned in his heart, and he is not much better than them.
Deng Yi struggled with two opponents while looking for an opportunity. The two in front of him were too cautious, slippery like loaches, and it was not easy to break the deadlock, so he targeted the others.
Deng Yi suddenly said to Song Fang: "Attract his attention and entangle him!" ”
Song Fang was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood what Deng Yi meant, quietly strengthened the offensive, and slowly adjusted the direction to turn his opponent away from Deng Yi.
Suddenly, Deng Yi exerted his strength to force the two people who were fighting with him to retreat, and then dodged and threw himself at Zhu Changchun.
Zhu Changchun was so frightened that he didn't think about it, and while he quickly retreated, he used a knife to throw his spare treasure knife at Deng Yi.
Who knew that Deng Yi was halfway there, when he was closest to Song Fang, he turned around and killed another person.
"Brother Lu be careful!"
Instantly exclaimed, and finally understood Deng Yi's true goal, but except for exclamation, no one had time to rescue, only the two people who had been fighting with Deng Yi sent out two swords in a panic, trying to surround Wei to save Zhao.
The old man surnamed Lu only felt terrified, a strong killing intent came from behind, the speed was too fast, there was no time to dodge at all, he only instinctively backhanded a sword, trying to save himself.
But everything was in vain, the two knives behind him Deng Yi did not dodge or dodge, he carried it hard, but with the help of their momentum, the speed was two points faster.
The old man surnamed Lu fought back to death, Deng Yi didn't even look at it, the Shenwei Sword was extremely accurate on his sword, and there was a soft sound, and the sword body was like rotten wood, and it was neatly broken into two sections.
The speed of the Shenwei Sword did not decrease at all, and in the desperation of the old man surnamed Lu, it pierced his heart, and then the sword light slashed his head in half.
Almost at the same time, Song Fang took advantage of the chaos and stabbed him in the chest with a sword, twisting his internal organs into pieces.
Suffering two fatal injuries at the same time, even the Da Luo Immortal is certain to die, not to mention that he is just a mortal, even if he is a saint and a strong person, the old man surnamed Lu only has time to snort, and he will die completely.
Letting the body of the old man surnamed Lu fall to the roof and roll to the ground, Song Fang grabbed Deng Yi and asked eagerly, "Are you okay?" ”
After receiving two swords, Song Fang can see it really well, if he is afraid that he is not far from death, he can't help but worry.
"No problem!" Deng Yi waved his hand, turned around and faced Zhu Changchun casually, and said, "You must die today!" ”
Looking at Deng Yi's back blankly, even if it was an ally, Song Fang couldn't help but feel bitter in his mouth.
Two huge cuts were made in the clothes, revealing a large area of the back, but the imaginary blur of flesh and blood did not appear at all, and there were only two faint blood marks.
It turned out to be fine! The sword gang of the two holy powerhouses was actually fine! How is this Nima possible? Not only the people of Zhuxing Island want to scold their mother, but even the people of the coalition army want to scold their mother, they are simply a pervert!
In fact, Deng Yi's injury is of course a little more serious than it seems, but for him who is extremely physically strong, it has no impact at all, and it can be said that he is still in his heyday.
There are very few people who are really not afraid of death, at least Zhu Changchun, who has been clothed and fed since childhood, is not among them, he only feels cold in his heart and trembles all over, so he turns his body and runs away without looking back.
Regardless of his face, his mother's life is not as important as his life.
"Humph!" Deng Yi snorted coldly, walked freely, and once again turned into a phantom and chased after him.
The rest of Zhuxing Island had the intention to rescue, but they were entangled by the coalition forces and couldn't get out at all.
After ten breaths, Deng Yi was less than three feet away from Zhu Changchun. I saw him raise his sword in front of his chest, put his left hand on his right wrist, and then stabbed forward as if slowly.
At the moment when the Shenwei sword stabbed flat, Deng Yi, who was dressed in white, soared several times in speed, and his body followed the sword, like a streamer, like a star falling, stabbing Zhu Changchun's back.
But it was the third form of the Easy Sword, the streamer style.
Before the sword arrived, the sword qi arrived first, and the clothes on Zhu Changchun's back were shattered in an instant, and then the flesh and blood were shattered, splashing and scattering.
"Ahh Zhu Changchun screamed, and in the face of the threat of death, he burst out with unprecedented speed, and suddenly rushed forward several meters, dodging Deng Yi's streamer sword, and then stomped on the roof, and fell.
As soon as Deng Yi's sword light was closed, his body was stunned, from movement to static, and the rapid change made people feel extremely abrupt. The Shenwei Sword spun in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a silver plate with a diameter of a few feet.
"Go!" With a soft snort, Deng Yi shook his hand and pushed out the silver plate. I heard a dragon roar explode, and the silver plate turned into a four-zhang long silver dragon and flew out.
The fourth style of the free sword, the dragon style.
With a swing of the dragon's tail, the house where Zhu Changchun was hiding shattered and exploded, revealing his figure that was about to sneak away. Without any pause, the silver dragon opened its huge mouth and pounced.
Zhu Changchun once again threw out the big knife in his hand, and used the knife for the third time, trying to block the silver dragon's pounce.
But as soon as the two came into contact, the sword light was scattered, and the big knife broke inch by inch, shattering into powder and floating between heaven and earth.
After losing one move, Zhu Changchun retreated again and again, clasped his hands together, and shouted: "Immortal King Kong!" The Sanskrit sound sounded, and a ray of golden light overflowed from the center of his eyebrows, and then suddenly bloomed, turning into a three-foot-tall angry-eyed vajra.
"Buddhism Martial Arts!" Deng Yi was surprised, the Zhu family actually made Buddhism martial arts, it was really weird.
With a loud bang, the silver dragon slammed into the body of the angry eye King Kong, boom boom, and three loud bangs, like a distant ancient bell singing, the angry eye King Kong also shook three times in a row, and then shattered and dissipated invisible.