Chapter 330: Assassination (2)

With a push, the officer's corpse spun around and rolled forward.

Cheng Jiasheng's face changed greatly, and he immediately shouted: "The second group, shoot." ”

The five men of the second group pulled the trigger at the same time.

However, at this time, Li Zhi was like a maggot attached to the bone, clinging to the spinning corpse and rushing into the crowd.

It's just a line, just a moment's work, and this new round of dozens of short arrows has missed the direction.

Without waiting for the order, all the remaining masters rushed up almost at the same time, and they struck out with a single palm, wanting to use the power of this palm to force Li Zhi back.

With a few more delays, the other ten men can change their boxes, and the third set of arrows can continue to be fired.

However, who is Li Zhi, and how could he miss such a great opportunity.

I saw him sneer, his palm slapped on the corpse, the internal force was everywhere, and the corpse suddenly flew up, just in time to meet the sharp palm that was enough to open the mountain and crack the stone from the concentration of many good hands.

Blood splattered everywhere, shredded flesh flew sideways, and the corpse was struck by this powerful blow, and it was immediately torn apart, scattering a rain of blood.

Almost everyone had a lot of dark red plasma on their bodies, and it was so miserable that it was shocking.

Li Zhi's body moved slightly, and he actually rushed over in an instant, his internal force was everywhere, and a thin layer of invisible qi seemed to be shrouded around his body.

As soon as all the flying flesh touched his body, it immediately slid downward.

On the entire tower, only others have such cultivation.

One step forward, through the space shrouded in blood light, Li Zhi's eyes flickered, his spirit firmly locked the ancient road beard in front of him, as long as there was the slightest opportunity, he could easily take his life.

It's just that Huo Ran's vision was blocked by one person.

The person standing in front of him was not very old, his thin body was tall and erect, and his sharp eyes were unquestionably firm.

His lips were closed, like a will to iron clasp.

He is only one person, but the momentum of such a person at this time exceeds the sum of several top masters of the first grade.

Here, he silently announced one thing, as long as he existed, no one would be allowed to hurt Gu Dao's beard.

Li Zhi's eyes became a little strange, and he naturally recognized that the person in front of him was Cheng Yinghao, the most outstanding among the younger generation of the Cheng family.

This young master of martial arts is only secondary, and on this tower, he can't rank at all in his eyes.

But at this moment, he seemed to have suddenly grown into a brave man who could compete with anyone.

The left palm struck out, the right palm followed, a force did not fade, and the left palm suddenly retracted, and struck out again.

Three stacked waves of the Yangtze River.

Although trapped in qualifications, Cheng Yinghao can't practice the authentic Yangtze River three-fold waves like his younger brother, and he can't achieve the superposition of internal forces in one palm.

However, through this method of continuous shooting, he made this palm much more powerful, and it was in no way inferior to the full force of a top master.

Li Zhi does not dodge or dodge, but also strikes out with one palm, with hard and hard, and strong with strength.

A powerful energy met in the air, stirring up infinite waves in the space.

Cheng Yinghao's eyelids twitched slightly, and his chest seemed to be stuffed with a large ball of cotton, unable to breathe, his heart was pounding, and it seemed that the hot heart in his mouth would jump out of his mouth at once.

He closed his lips tightly, and a wisp of blood snaked uncontrollably from the corner of his mouth.

He clearly understood that if he didn't get out of the way, then in the next second, he would be shocked to death by the powerful internal force.

During this period, there was no fluke, the gap in strength was so obvious, there was no room for turnaround.

It's just that his gaze is still unwavering, and his body is still immovable.

It is better to be broken than to be complete.

He still stood still like an iron man, and a pair of cold and terrifying eyes stared at Li Zhi's body under his thick black eyebrows.

He would never take a step back, even if he died.

A hint of regret flashed in Li Zhi's eyes, but the strength of his palm increased by three points.

The incomparable internal force surged towards Cheng Yinghao, wanting to kill him immediately.

"Boom ......"

The void space in mid-air erupted with a loud bang for no reason.

A fierce old man appeared between the two, and he took Li Zhi's killer slap abruptly.

He must be angry, vicious, and his eyes flow with fiery rage:

"This is my son, and no one can hurt him."

Cheng Yinghao's eyes suddenly flashed a hint of water, he stared at his father's back, and suddenly, it seemed so strange and so familiar.

For his two sons, Cheng Jiasheng is obviously partial to Cheng Yingjie, because whether it is temperament or behavior, Cheng Yingjie is obviously carved out of the same mold as him.

Treating this little son, Cheng Jiasheng has obviously even reached the point of doting.

When he learned the news of Cheng Yingjie's disappearance, Cheng Jiasheng was furious, and there were not a few people who were implicated in this.

In Cheng Yinghao's heart, he has never been put in his heart. Because he has never shown even once in front of himself.

However, at this point, he finally understood.

This is his father, his biological father who has always been connected by flesh and blood.

Li Zhi's figure turned, and he bypassed the father and son in an extremely strange way in front of everyone.

However, in front of him, another determined figure appeared.

A palm struck, and the continuous superimposed internal forces surged towards him like a rolling river.

Cheng Yingtao, in addition to Cheng Xuanfeng and Cheng Jiasheng, the only young first-class master in the Cheng family who has practiced the Three Stacks of Waves of the Yangtze River, finally arrived first.

Li Zhi sighed deeply, in order to protect the ancient Dao hair, they sacrificed their lives and forgot about death, and wanted to achieve their goal without damage, it was impossible.

His body was as slippery as a swimming fish, and he roamed freely in this adverse wave.

After passing through the heavy internal blockade, he came to Cheng Yingtao's side, and his whole body strength was condensed between a palm, and he seemed to hit a palm slowly.

In the eyes of everyone, this palm is as slow as a snail, but in fact, it is as fast as lightning.

In an instant, it was already close to Cheng Yingtao's chest.

Cheng Yingtao's strength has weakened at this time, and if he doesn't get out of the way, he will inevitably be beaten by him and break his tendons.

But behind him, it was Gu Dao Beard, how could he dodge.

Cheng Yingtao closed his eyes and waited to die, however, a soft sound came, but he did not feel the slightest pain in his body.

He opened his eyes in surprise, and what he saw in his eyes was that wisps of blood gushed out from the corners of Cheng Jiaxiao's mouth, and there were a few hard lumps in between, and even the internal organs were shattered.

At that moment, Cheng Jiaxiao squeezed into the two of them, and blocked Li Zhi's full force blow with his own flesh and blood.

Cheng Yingtao's eyes were cracked, and he hugged his father, who fell to the ground.

The corners of Cheng Jiaxiao's mouth twitched slightly, and every twitch was like a whip in his heart, and the pain was unbearable.

Cheng Yingtao's mouth opened and closed violently, but only let out a series of unconscious miserable whines.

He watched as his father opened his mouth in vain in his arms, and then his gaze drifted away, and there was no longer a trace of breath.

A monstrous hatred suddenly rose in his heart, and he only felt that there was a fire burning in his chest, it was a heart-wrenching feeling, and it was a powerful energy that was enough to destroy the world.

He looked up, inhaled, and struck out with a sudden palm.

Spirit, energy, and spirit......

All his strength, all his spirit, all his everything, were condensed in this palm. At this moment, he stepped into a new world, a world that he had never realized before.

His mind had never been so focused as it had been now, and he had not even stared with his eyes. What he relied on was his own spirit, the mysterious ability of sensing that he suddenly realized.

Li Zhi's eyes were indescribably surprised, and he naturally clearly felt the changes in Cheng Yingtao.

He immediately understood that from now on, there would be one more master in the world.

At this moment, there was a trace of hesitation in his heart.

Gu Dao beard, Cheng Yingtao, whose life is he going to take.

His figure did not stop, and he had bypassed the interception of the two masters like lightning, and his body was on the edge of the tower, and he was about to fall, but he was walking on the ground, and he was getting closer to the ancient road little by little.

However, a strong wind blew, and Cheng Yingtao's palm immediately followed, and he suddenly felt that this palm that condensed all of Cheng Yingtao's mental strength was unavoidable.

With a gloomy sigh, he seemed to hit a palm casually, but that palm was not where his whole body strength was.

The two strands of concentrated force that could no longer be concentrated collided violently.

Cheng Yingtao's body was like a thunderbolt, and he fell heavily to the ground, and the energy of his whole body seemed to be drained at that moment, and he no longer had the slightest strength.

It's just that Li Zhi doesn't feel good.

The biggest difference between a grandmaster and a first-class master lies in the degree of condensation of skill.

They are able to compress their power to a minimum of a point, thus causing the most destructive effect.

Therefore, no matter how many people are suitable for a master, Li Zhi has never been taken to heart.

However, Cheng Yingtao's palm is different, his palm has not only condensed all his own energy, but also brought out his own potential, and all the internal forces have been condensed into one point, which has given him a great impact.

What's even more incredible is that Cheng Yingtao actually integrated all the monstrous hatred into that palm.

The mental impact it brought to him was not trivial.

A flash of red appeared at the corner of Lizhi's mouth, and he was finally injured.