Chapter 43: The Violent Cry of the Cicadas

"Now is it!"

After Ding Rui entered the house, his nose twitched, and he immediately smelled the smell of the courtyard. Knowing that the Blood Jiao Gang was chasing after him, all the people had entered the courtyard.

With a turn of the body, one foot on the wall.

"Boom!"

The walls shook, and dust fell inside the house. Under the huge bombardment force, cracks like cobwebs appeared in the place where he stepped on them, radiating in all directions.

And he took this opportunity to turn over and go out of the house again.

"Boy, where to go!"

At this time, Zhang Junhai had just rushed to the door. Seeing Ding Rui appear again, he was not surprised, as soon as his wrist was controlled, the sword light was sheng, and a surging sword qi attacked Ding Rui's chest.

"Get out of here!"

Ding Rui inhaled violently, and his abdomen bulged like a toad. In the eighth circle of light in his mind, a summer cicada flapped its wings.

At the same time, he used the kung fu of the lion king's roar.

Immediately, a huge wave of sound was roared out by him. Like thunder on the ground, it exploded.

This is the genetic ability he awakened when he opened the eighth order, the violent roar of the cicada.

Don't look at the cicada, a small insect that is very small, but it can make a sound of 70 decibels. According to the ratio of decibels to the human body, the maximum sound that Ding Rui can roar can reach 100,000 decibels.

Or because of his physical fitness, Ding Rui didn't dare to roar with all his might. It's just nearly one percent of the power.

However, even if it were, it was a loud sound of up to 1,000 decibels.

The human body is very fragile, and sound above 90 decibels, it will affect hearing. More than 150 decibels, it will make people deaf and deaf.

This loud shout came suddenly. Everyone in the entire courtyard was exposed to the power of his lion king's roar.

Even if they have martial arts to protect their bodies, at this time, they are not of any use.

"Ahh

All the Blood Jiao Gang members were screaming, and blood was flowing from their ears. There were a few people scurrying around like headless flies. As if by magic, several people fell to the ground without saying a word, and even their internal organs were shattered by him.

"Whew!"

The whole yard felt as if it had been ravaged by a storm, and the window paper was all shattered. There was still a pear tree growing in the precincts. It is also like being swept by the autumn wind, the branches and leaves are flying, flying all over the sky.

Even the gangs who were far away from Ding Rui couldn't stand this voice, let alone Zhang Junhai who was in front of him. His eyes protruded, his seven orifices were bleeding, the corners of his mouth were salivating, and he was yelled at as an idiot, and he couldn't even move.

"What's the sound over there?"

Ding Rui's voice was too loud, alarming the entire black corner. Everyone looked up and looked at this place in great panic.

And the worst thing is that some passers-by who are relatively close to this courtyard are all covering their ears and howling loudly. All of a sudden, it was as if the area around the yard had been attacked by a terrorist attack.

"What sound?"

Almost all the Black Horn masters were alarmed, and they all rushed over to this side.

"Not good, Junhai!"

This voice also reached Zhang Fengfu's ears, and he heard that it came from not far away from the Black Corner Village.

At the same time, he felt a palpitation.

"If you dare to hurt Jun Hai, I will definitely break your body into ten thousand pieces!"

With a loud shout, Zhang Junhai jumped into the air. The body flew against the wind, rushing towards the place where the voice sounded.

After a heavy drink, Ding Rui was not very comfortable. I only felt that my organs were touching, and I was so bored that I felt like I was going to vomit blood.

However, after seeing the performance of Zhang Junhai and others in front of him, his mood immediately improved a lot. The knife fell in his hand, one by one, and killed Zhang Junhai and others, and then he fell down again and turned Zhang Junhai and others into ashes.

"Stop!"

Just when Ding Rui was enjoying sucking, an angry voice suddenly sounded.

Looking up, Ding Rui saw a blood-clothed man appearing, his body floating above his head, and he was looking at Ding Rui in the courtyard with an angry face.

"Spirit Sea Stage powerhouse!"

Looking at the other party's appearance, Ding Rui was shocked.

"Sure enough, it's Junhai!"

At this time, the blood-clothed man had already seen the situation in the courtyard clearly. Although Zhang Junhai and the others were all turned into ashes, he recognized his long sword and clothes.

"Blood Rainbow Palm!"

With an angry roar, Zhang Fengfu slammed his palm towards Ding Rui.

A palm appeared, and the palm qi turned into a blood rainbow in the air, with a thick bloody aura.

Immediately, a monstrous demonic power emanated outward, making people feel like they were in a sea of corpses and blood, and Ding Rui was almost suffocated.

"What kind of kung fu is this!"

Ding Rui knew the mark of the martial artist of the Spirit Sea Realm. The first is that it can fly in the sky, and the second is the power of attributes. The true qi released from the outside can carry the strength of attributes such as ice, fire, wood, and earth, and the power is even more powerful.

However, he really didn't expect that there would be such a kung fu as the Blood Rainbow Palm, which was simply extremely evil.

"Break it for me!"

Although his heart was shocked, Ding Rui did not have the slightest fear, and just as the Blood Rainbow Palm was about to attack his body, he suddenly moved.

At this moment, the ants in my mind opened their teeth and claws, and the electric phoenix shook its head and tail.

Although he hadn't cultivated to the Open Pulse Realm, this punch, he used sixteen times the power of ants.

With a punch, the air exploded, and the electric light jumped above the fist.

"Bang!"

The fist collided with the Blood Rainbow Palm, and the air flow surged. All the buildings in the courtyard were shaking, as if an earthquake had come.

"Zira!"

With a sound, the lightning jumped, and the incomparably fierce aura of the blood rainbow palm was dispersed, and it did not hurt Ding Rui.

"Eat me again!"

One palm was useless, Zhang Fengfu let out a cruel laugh again, and with one palm and one control, another blood rainbow was hit by him.

"No, this won't work!"

Almost all the true qi in his body was mobilized to block the Blood Rainbow Palm, and at this time, Ding Rui only felt that his headache was like an explosion, and the muscles in his whole body seemed to be in pain.

With an angry roar in his heart, he took out a porcelain bottle containing Mu Huadan from his arms without hesitation.

At this time, he couldn't care about pouring out the Mu Huadan inside, and as soon as his palms were closed, the porcelain bottle shattered.

"Suck me!"

As soon as his mind moved, the gluttonous power in his mind was greatly powerful, and he absorbed all the medicinal power of Mu Huadan into his body.

"Boom!"

At this time, the Blood Rainbow Palm had already hit him hard.

"Ahh

With a scream, Ding Rui was beaten to the ground, rolling on the ground several times in a row, the bone joints were misplaced, the viscera were pulled, and blood sprayed wildly. After kicking his legs a few times, he fainted directly.

"Puppy, I'm going to cut you with a thousand knives to avenge my beloved son!!"

With one palm, Ding Rui's life was worse than death, Zhang Fengfu's eyes showed an extremely cruel expression, and he slowly descended in the air, stretched out his hand and grabbed Ding Rui's body.

"Get out of here!"

Just when his hand was about to catch Ding Rui, he suddenly saw Ding Rui open his eyes, a violent roar of cicadas and a roar of the lion king.

"Ahh

The voices together, like a rolling wave, rushed straight to Zhang Fengfu's ears.

At this time, even if Zhang Fengfu was a martial artist in the Linghai Period, he couldn't stand such an impact. I just felt like thunder in my body, and my head was whining.

The blood vessels on the forehead are like small snakes, constantly beating around. Like his own beloved son, he froze.