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Chapter 256 The Emperor Kills (Feng Tui Sixth Explosion, Ask for Collection)

The spear in Zao Wou-ki's hand stiffened for a while, allowing the 'golden aura' in the talisman to pass by...... 'flutter' a slight sound, and more than a dozen giant trees behind him slowly slid down in response. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

His eyes didn't blink, feeling this sharp meaning, Zao Wou-Ki's whole person fell into a sluggish state, and the spear in his hand fell to the ground silently...... At that moment just now, in the face of that small talisman, Zao Wou-Ki didn't even have the idea of resisting!

Wang Yang was arbitrary, as if he was standing at another level. Looking at the mountains and rivers? Or is it invincible? No! It is fearless to the death! Fearless, even if there is a sea of swords and fires ahead, we must fight to the death. After condensing the thoughts of the whole body into a bundle, how could the other party not waver......

A willow leaf, a piece of rotten wood can burst out of its killing power in his hand! Suddenly, Zao Wou-Ki came to his senses as if he had been enlightened, and then his body trembled profusely, and he suddenly stiffened there, his face was like condensed fat, his eyes were closed, and he was sweating profusely, as if he had entered some kind of mysterious realm.

Zifeng has been quietly looking at Zao Wou-ki, this 'golden aura' has made Zifeng think about it for a long time, but every time he faces it, he is still apprehensive in his heart. Today, I finally put it into practice and spread it out, not wanting this guidance to let Zao Wou-Ki really master the gun.

If you can take a closer look at Zao Wouji's dantian, you will find that Wuji's dantian is becoming thicker and thicker like mist, converging and thickening. The process seems to be slow, and it seems to be full of great changes......

'Tick' the sound of falling water, the mist in the dantian surged, condensed into thousands of water droplets poured down. At the same time, an invisible wind blew, like a blue sky through the clouds. Zao Wou-Ki's heart was clear, but there was an extra layer of realization in his mind, and with a long roar, the plain white and bright silver spear was held horizontally in his hand, a shot! A seemingly random shot! The tree in front of him was still a tree, and after a long time, it collapsed violently, and the middle layer of the trunk was shattered into powder.

"Thank you Brother Zifeng for your advice, Wuji is grateful!" Without the slightest hypocrisy, Zao Wou-Ki is respectful, and he wants to thank Zifeng.

But he was picked up by Zifeng, and patted Zao Wou-Ki's shoulder with a smile, "You and I are old acquaintances, so these complicated etiquettes will be avoided." After that, he didn't say much and walked towards the square, indescribably chic.

Suddenly, a figure flashed, and grabbed Zao Wou-ki, "Wuji, have you comprehended the gun?" The person who came was middle-aged, with an ordinary appearance, but his palms were fat and calloused, presumably he had been dealing with weapons all year round.

"Back to the teacher's words, the student has just understood the gun, and he is not familiar with it yet. Although Zao Wou-Ki was talking to the middle-aged man, his gaze did not leave the distant Zifeng.

The middle-aged man is Zao Wou-ki's teacher Yan Cheng, who is very concerned about Zao Wou-ki, and when he learns the answer he wants, Yan Cheng can't help laughing, "Okay, well, comprehend the gun, then this freshman test will have no one to be your opponent!"

Is no one his opponent? A figure suddenly appeared in Zao Wouji's mind, even though he had meridians all over his body, "Teacher, I'm afraid that the student won't be able to win the first place in this freshman competition, this title only belongs to one person." Zao Wou-Ki stood up, ignoring the crowd of people around him, and said word by word, "He is Wu-Zi-Feng!"

"Oh? Is that the Fu Xiu who has been in the limelight recently? Wuji, you are too humble, you don't know the true lethality of the 'potential'?" Yan Cheng laughed, under the momentum of the gun, once it is locked, there will be nowhere to get out, even if it is thousands of talismans, it is impossible to escape the fate of a shot.

But this spear was mastered by the students under the guidance of Wu Zifeng. Zao Wou-Ki kept rubbing the plain white and bright silver gun in his hand with both hands, and said without changing his face.

In this way, Yan Cheng's face changed greatly, and the comprehension of 'potential' was not a person with outstanding talents, and he could not touch it. Wu Zifeng is just a small Fu Xiu, how could he touch the 'potential', it is not that he has already walked in front of Wuji. If that's the case, then everything is still unknown......

The entire square fell into a frenzy when there were only ten tokens left in mid-air. After a few days of competition, the remaining ten people on the field are all outstanding people who have a superhuman understanding of martial arts.

A group of ten people, Zifeng looked very conspicuous in a silver robe. Fu Xiu is so unique, close to a talisman and a piece of paper, it is enough to guide the country and smile on the battlefield......

There are a total of five matches today, and at this time, only a central stage is left in the entire square, which must be specially set so that everyone does not miss any details of the game.

The battle between Zifeng and Zao Wou-Ki was arranged in the third game. The first scene was Chen Zhaoming against Guang Junlang, who held a judge pen about a foot long, and made a sound of breaking the air between waving it up and down. Chen Zhaoming on the opposite side had no sorrow or joy, holding a broadsword, and the difference in realm did not make him feel timid.

Just before he came on the field, Zao Wou-ki's sister, Zhao Dandan said to Chen Zhaoming, "If you can't beat him, don't come back to see me!"

So, someone was like being beaten with chicken blood, full of infinite strength, this was the first time that Zhao Dandan, who he fell in love with at first sight, cared so much about him. The rich evil qi hovered around Chen Zhaoming's chest, his legs were slightly bent, and his vitality was gushing, just waiting for the referee's order, Chen Zhaoming's whole person shot away like an arrow from the string......

The evil qi that had accumulated in his chest exploded, and a straight stab stabbed in the direction of Guang Junlang's heart.

The disdain in Guang Junlang's eyes was swept away, he had obviously watched Chen Zhaoming's previous games. For Guang Junlang, a military general, it was not easy to deal with Chen Zhaoming at all. But at this moment, the feeling that Chen Zhaoming gave him had completely changed, it was not that this kid had hidden it before.

No matter what, the vitality of the military generals in the later stage also surged out, and the judge's pen shrouded Chen Zhaoming's body. Pointing, stabbing, knocking, picking, plucking...... The judge's pen was like a living thing's move to 'angrily split Huashan', Chen Zhaoming jumped up, and the broadsword slashed down on the head. Guang Junlang, the tip of the pen tapped the side of the broadsword, knocked in the direction of the broadsword, the figure was to the left side, and the judge's letter pen quickly stretched forward. Chen Zhaoming draws the sword rung!

'Ding', a burst of sparks splashed, and the judge's pen hit the broadsword, but a surprising scene appeared, Chen Zhaoming actually abandoned the broadsword, grabbed the judge's pen with his right hand, turned his left hand into a fist, and smashed towards Guang Junlang's face.

In a hurry, Guang Junlang forcibly withdrew the judge's pen and crossed his left hand. The pen was withdrawn, but the chest was hit, and the throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spat out. And Chen Zhaoming's palms are also blurred.

"Okay, okay, let you see, what is 'Emperor Kill!'" After saying that, Guang Junlang held the pen in his right hand, and his demeanor instantly became natural, but the judge pen in his hand became brighter and brighter, and he slowly opened his eyes with a devastating breath.

With the broadsword in hand, my heart is eternal, the night sky is secluded, and there are thousands of stars...... The sky above his head was unexpectedly darkened, and countless starlights converged on Chen Zhaoming's broadsword......

Then, as agreed, the two of them both shot!

'Boom', a strong wind that tore the sky and the earth, whistling wildly......