Zhou Qing was slightly happy, this conscience was worthy of the style of the Queen of the Iceberg, and he said: "I took a look, there should be eight dark humans." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

The long-silent local teleportation circle finally came from the third person's divine thought: "I still have a quarter of an hour to come up, you be careful!" "This Broken Sky Cliff cut off the energy, and even the distance of the transmission of divine thoughts was greatly reduced, so it was impossible to communicate at all if it was far away, and could only hear the information of the divine thoughts that remained in the circle.

He said coldly: "There are many people on the other side, we must launch a surprise attack while they are not aware of it, otherwise once we come to our senses, it will be terrible to divide some people to prevent others from climbing the cliff!" ”

Zhou Qing clenched his fists: "Okay, you four, I four, see who solves the other party first!" ”

The figure of the heart swished out, and a cold divine thought came: "I am enough for one person!" ”

Zhou Qingleng for a moment, only to see that his conscience rushed into the mist, and suddenly rolled up a layer of gale, and his fists with the whistling sound of compressed air pierced the dense fog one after another, directly knocking the two dark humans out of the air, the two dark humans were caught off guard, screaming and falling off the cliff, with the height of the Broken Sky Cliff, unable to fly, even if the body is strong, I am afraid it will have to fall into meat sauce.

The other six dark humans were furious and besieged together, Zhou Qing's blood boiled, and he rushed out of the rock, although he couldn't use his energy, but the fist composed of chaos particles pounced on the nearest dark human with fierce power.

Conscience slapped the ground with one hand, and his feet kicked like a windmill whirlwind, directly kicking the six dark humans backwards, Zhou Qing was not polite, his right hand waved, and smashed it on the face of a dark human, only to hear a click, and immediately smashed half of his face to pieces, and fell to the ground with a muffled snort, motionless.

These eight dark human beings only have the strength of the heavenly grade, although the physical body is stronger than the ordinary heavenly human warriors, but it is much worse than the demi-saint Xiang, the conscience and Zhou Qing punched and kicked, and threw these eight people off the cliff together purely with the strength of the flesh.

Zhou Qingzheng breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly a roar sounded at the cliff, and a burly figure more than two meters tall suddenly jumped onto the platform.

This dark human has knotted muscles and flesh, the black whiskers like steel needles on the head and cheeks rise angrily, the hands are covered with black gold claws, the upper body is ****, and the lower body is surrounded by the fur of an unknown beast.

Looking at Wenxin and Zhou Qing, the blood-red tongue in the mouth of this dark human was licked greedily, only to see his right foot kick the ground, and his whole body pounced on Zhou Qing like a cheetah, his hands were staggered and torn, and the black gold claws came towards Zhou Qing's body.

Zhou Qing gritted his teeth, did not retreat, but advanced, his body was short, and the whole person flew into the arms of the dark human like a squirrel, and at the same time, his right fist was like a dragon, smashing directly into the heart.

Her eyes flickered, and she turned sideways and kicked sideways at the dark human.

'Bang' and 'bang' sounded softly, and the dark human instantly used his right arm and left leg to resist Zhou Qing's fist and the side kick of the conscience at the same time.

Zhou Qing was shocked in his heart, he knew the power of his fist, and it was not enough to describe its power if he split the gold and jade to open the mountain and crack the stone, even if it was pure physical strength, if a master of the demi-saint level was directly hit, he would definitely be hurt.

The dark human had a cruel smile on his face, and as soon as his body rolled, he bounced the two of them away, and he only pounced on Zhou Qing, his claws were like electricity, forcing Zhou Qing to retreat again and again.

He said angrily: "He is the peak of a half-saint, and he is about to enter the realm of a saint, Zhou Qing, you quickly retreat!" As he spoke, the light in his eyes surged, but he didn't know what secret method he had urged, and his body suddenly increased his speed, and he slammed into the back of the dark half-saint peak.

The peak of the dark half-saint screamed, rolled to the side, looked at his conscience, but showed an obscene smile, and said in an extremely strange Kunlun language: "Urging the explosive power of the bloodline in the Broken Sky Cliff, you chick is really looking for death, at most fifteen breaths, you will break your muscles and veins, and become a waste, and I will definitely play you to death when the time comes!" ”

Questioning her face was expressionless, and she continued to attack, her speed was much faster than before, and with a wave of her hand, her strength also increased several times, and the dark half-saint peak she was chasing fled in embarrassment, but the latter was extremely cunning, and once she was about to fall to the edge of the cliff, she returned to the center regardless of her image.

Zhou Qing was anxious in his heart, he was a dignified man, how could he let a woman protect him, his heart moved, the chaos killing machine appeared all over his body, murderous, formless and substantial, even if he was strong, he could only use it as a momentum to coerce others, and it was difficult to attack the other party directly, but his chaos killing machine was catalyzed by the power of chaos, and it became a divine wolf to suppress the prison execution, and it became a kind of martial arts power in itself.

He flew up, the phantom of the divine wolf floating in his fist, although the power of chaos was also suppressed by this Broken Sky Cliff, but this punch was no longer pure brute force.

Killing machine, easy also, easy to live for the idea of death, easy to be the idea of zero, therefore, people can use the killing machine, it is easy to live for death.

The punch that contains the boundless killing power of the Divine Wolf Prison is the verdict that gave birth to the idea of easy life and death at the peak of this dark half-saint.

A hint of surprise appeared on his face, but he returned to calm in an instant, and as soon as he stepped back, he quickly gathered the power of the blood vein explosion.

The narrow eyes of the dark half-saint peak were already as round as copper bells.

Withdraw!!!

But Zhou Qing's punch was a demigod body, fused with absolute will, and the physical obliteration of the peak of the dark demi-saint was a killing intention, and the killing machine affected the momentum of heaven and earth, like an overwhelming fist, completely sealing all the retreats of the dark peak saint.

There is no way back!

The peak of the dark demi-saint was not a cowardly and incompetent person, and a crazy and hideous look flashed in his eyes in an instant.

The figure skyrocketed, and the fist swelled in a large circle as if it was congested, directly shattering the dark golden claw sleeve, and striking at Zhou Qing's fist.

The two fists collided together without any tricks.

Click.

The fist of the peak of the dark half-saint instantly cracked, the skin membrane cracked, the muscles were torn apart, the white bones were broken, and a painful look appeared on his face in an instant, and the violent power surged up inch by inch along his fist.

The palm of the hand burst, the flesh and blood of the wrist exploded, the tendons and veins of the arm burst open, and the entire right arm and shoulder were shattered inch by inch, like bursting firecrackers, the flesh and blood were flying, and the demonic energy was agitated.

The surface of Zhou Qing's right fist also instantly burst into a cloud of blood mist, but the five fingers were intact, except for the surface membrane shattered, the injury was much lighter than the peak of the dark half-saint, but his body involuntarily slid backwards, but he was hugged by the conscience from behind, and suddenly the warm jade was warm, and a beautiful touch came from behind.

The peak of the Dark Half-Saint did not die, but he lost his entire right arm, and his aura suddenly decayed, he glanced at Zhou Qing with a withered face, but reflexively pounced on the Thirty-Three Heavenly Half-Saints who had just poked his head out. (To be continued.) )