's mother-in-law. Feng Tui "didn't want to say it in advance, Ye Xue caught me off guard, and I didn't even save the manuscript."

It's really vomiting blood. I was stunned.

It seems that there are exactly a million words today, and I didn't even notice it, and I made a mistake. If you notice it earlier, you can beg for humility under the banner of stopping, it's too much of a mistake.

I was desperately rushing to see if I could see a chapter and a half coming out.

Let's get some encouragement.

Chapter 245 A thousand heroic and proud

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The sound of killing soared, suddenly like thunder falling in nine days, breaking countless galls in the world.

Now, it is the murderous wilderness, and the bones are mounds. Zuo Wuzhou is not happy, so he is not excited. It's hot. That body of blood is endless, and that body is extremely nervous.

There was nothing else in his eyes, but an endless number of enemies waiting for him to take his head.

In this way, it is really a state of extreme excitement, and it is really a hearty state of mind. But he kept the clarity of the spiritual platform, let this body get up, let himself become the peerless god of war, and roll in the sea of corpses and blood.

The more you fight, the more excited you get. The more you kill, the happier you are.

Although it is a little paranoid. But these are always paranoid to achieve great things, and Zuo Wuzhou, who came out of fighting and killing, prefers to fight and kill. If he wants to be excited about landscape painting and calligraphy, it will be ridiculous.

Go your own way and see your own scenery. Don't look back.

Half an hour had passed since the battle, and the battle was extremely fierce.

It's really terrifying, everywhere Zuo Wuzhou goes, there is blood flowing everywhere. Even the radius of hundreds of meters has dyed this black earth red.

Corpses were strewn all over the field, and not a single corpse was intact. It's hard to describe such a scene. It's like a killing battlefield. It's like a horrible hell.

Hundreds of corpses were scattered in such a scattered manner. And so it just vanished.

The heroes looked at the man covered in blood. The man in black who is like a bloody man seems to see the devil and the demon.

If you don't know that there is no way out, if you don't know that you and Zuo Wuzhou are bound to become fire and water. Their gall, which was broken and broken, had long since been completely annihilated, and they had already fled completely.

The heroes knew that either Zuo Wuzhou died, or they died.

The reason couldn't be simpler, Zuo Wuzhou, who is known as the god of killing gods, if this battle can't be solved. When Zuo Wuzhou regained a foothold in Ronghe District, they would have no way to live. Not only that, but it could also be more widespread.

The black-clothed killing god in front of him who came back from hell must die.

On the issue of life and death, even if the soul cultivator was bold, he still dared to attack desperately and frantically. Even Zuo Wuzhou has killed hundreds of people. He was also howling wildly.

At this moment of the battle, the eyes of each of the heroes were full of fear and survival, and they were all full of blood. Unutterable. Is it the bloody Zuo Wuzhou reflected in their eyes, or their eyes have reflected the madness in their hearts.

"How can't you kill him, how can it be. Everyone in the group looked at the black-clothed killing god who seemed to have infinite energy forever, and they were terrified. On the verge of collapse, but struggling to survive.

The heroes were extremely remorseful: "It would be nice if I had handed over the people before." ”

The black-clothed God of Killing is like a devil or god of war that can never be defeated or killed. The past was reminiscent of screams and poignant, and everyone wailed in the overlap between the past and the present.

There's nothing like seeing a person. only to find that it seems that he will never be able to defeat him. It's terrifying. This kind of psychological pressure almost wants to drive the heroes to a dead end. Starting

"What the hell is he, a man, a demon, a ghost, or a monster!" the group trembled. But they still have to fight to survive.

The killing continues, and the hordes are getting crazier. All kinds of howls, all kinds of hoarse roars. All kinds of miserable cries, all kinds of terrible sounds, converged into the most demonic torrent of sounds, condensed but not dispersed.

The more crazy it all becomes.

And this madness is because of one person. A black-clothed killing god who has returned from hell has almost driven thousands of people crazy.

What a majesty, what a momentum.

There was another Martial Emperor, Liu Duyun and Tie Wu Emperor, their faces were blue and white, and they were extremely defeated, gritting their teeth: "This madman." ”

Then Dong Lu Zhongyun and other four great martial emperors, Duyun and Tiewu Emperor, as well as Mawu Emperor and Yan Wu Emperor. The other two Martial Emperors were killed by Zuo Wuzhou's fierce counterattack in the successive sneak attacks.

Liu Duyun and the other four great martial emperors saw it with their own eyes. He didn't dare to complain anymore and sneak attack in it, and he was furious: "How did he find out?" We are mixed in with so many people, how can he perceive us. He didn't have one more heart than we did. ”

The mind is not born more. But with Zuo Wuzhou's superior perception and sobriety in battle, it was enough to detect any sneak attack that tried to fish in troubled waters.

If it weren't for the sake of leaving the four great martial emperors, in order to consolidate the ambitions of the group, so as not to collapse the heroes. Zuo Wuzhou may not be able to kill them one by one.

Liu Duyun and the others didn't know Zuo Wuzhou's secret advantage, but after such a battle, the four of them were embarrassed, and they really had the illusion that the other party could not be defeated, and everything on their own side was insightful. This is a huge demoralization blow.

Recalling Zuo Wuzhou's tenacity five years ago, the Four Great Martial Emperors all trembled: "He has a treasure to replenish his soul power, if he continues, with the tenacity of this madman, we will all be killed." ”

Killing thousands of them at a time? This is really crazy to have this thought. But Zuo Wuzhou was indeed achieving his goal step by step, and one-fifth of the soul cultivators had fallen under the butcher's knife. But I still can't see Zuo Wuzhou's exhaustion.

"I knew earlier" Liu Duyun was discouraged.

If you know today, why bother in the first place.

Emperor Tiewu blushed: "Don't talk about it, let's talk about what to do now." ”

The courage of the heroes has been broken, and the four great martial emperors have broken their courage. Liu Duyun is from the "True Soul Heaven", but "Lu has never been so fierce, and his tactics are so fierce!" Even if it is Jing Yiyi, it may not be better than Zuo Wuzhou.

The Four Great Martial Emperors looked at the killing god wielding the butcher's knife and restrained their panic. Restrain the trembling.

But there is nothing to be done.

Song Xihu lost his mind: "This battle should be earth-shattering." This battle will be famous for eternity. ”

Pang Ji agreed in a trance, he had never seen such a wild person who was almost crazy in his life, and he was crazy with one enemy and a thousand.

Song Xihu watched for a long time, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. Shocked: "He wants to kill all these thousands." ”

Song Xihu suddenly realized. Nie Wen was dumbfounded: "Kill them all?" just wait for him to kill them one by one, it will take a long time." ”

"He's not so good at killing madness, is he? ”

Tan Nu and the others unconsciously leaned towards the vigilant Yaksha: "You are the Yaksha, what the hell does he want to do."

Yaksha sneered silently: "He wants to kill all these thousands of people, and not one of them will be left." ”

Talking about anger and other shocks, I was speechless for a while.

Yaksha looked at the field coldly: "Since these people are playing against him, they must die."

Even if he didn't hesitate to waste the precious replenishment liquid, Zuo Wuzhou would kill all these people alone. If you can protect the people around you with violence, Zuo Wuzhou definitely doesn't mind killing more people.

The reason why they didn't kill the remaining four martial emperors. It was because he wanted to leave these four martial emperors to sit in the town, so that the heroes thought that there was still a chance to kill him Zuo Wuzhou. Only in this way can the heroes be welded here.

There is half a bottle of replenishment liquid to replenish soul power, and Zuo Wuzhou is enough to support it. As long as the heroes don't escape, Zuo Wuzhou can strangle these thousands of people little by little.

It must be impossible to escape. Once escaped. Zuo Wuzhou and Yaksha can't be stopped, once these people escape, in Zuo Wuzhou's eyes, it will be an endless disaster.

talked about anger and other five martial emperors, and even lost his voice in shock. A Martial Emperor wants to kill thousands of Martial Venerable and above Soul Cultivators. If it were normal, Tan Nu and others would think that this person was crazy.

But look at the river of blood, look at the scene where the blood stains the earth red. It seems to be moving towards that goal. An impossible goal, but one is being achieved.

Whether it's the murderous intent to slaughter thousands of people at once. Or this kind of madness made Tan Nu and the others creepy: "Being an enemy of this Zuo Wuzhou is definitely the biggest mistake any soul cultivator has ever made. "Hahaha, jolly, jolly. ”

Laughing heartbreakingly, the laughter was frenzied, angering countless soul cultivators, but it also caused panic spontaneously

Limit.

Zuo Wuzhou walked with a dragon and a tiger, his body was like a fire, swinging and moving, just like the flame of the wine sky burning. The fiery smell. It almost burned the air.

The eyes were full of light, and in an instant, they were like an expanding King Kong, looking at all beings. A knife fell, and the blood flew away.

Full of passion flying vertically and horizontally, it is really boundless happiness, and the heart is extremely happy. I can't help but be emotionally agitated, singing wildly towards the sky, such a momentum. It's so magnificent. is just turning into a giant who stands up to the sky.

One person fights thousands of soul cultivators alone, what a heroic heart, what a turbulent feeling.

One person beat thousands of soul cultivators almost to collapse, and the soul was scattered, and the liver and gall were broken. What a peerless demeanor this is, and Orthodox people will never forget this sun-shattering noonday killing moment.

This place has become a battlefield, a bloody place. The blood that floats, the flesh that flies. Everywhere, obscuring the sky and the sun, making the sun and the moon dull.

On the green hills, the red flowers and green leaves have been stained with layers of blood spots, which are delicate and unique. The so-called bright as spring. It's as bright as the autumn moon, and that's it.

It is the mountains that are full of flowers and red spots. The scorching sun reflects all this in a picturesque and romantic way.

These countless blood, countless red flowers and green leaves, are witnessing this killing hell.

The soul monk is wailing, praying, madness.

But there is a black-clothed killing god, step by step, and the dragon and tiger are forcing everyone. Thousands of soul cultivators, exuding madness and panic, were so frightened by this person's boldness that they retreated step by step.

Soul cultivation for a lifetime, can have this moment of brilliance. It's been a lifetime.

With one enemy and a thousand, madness, it is indescribable madness. Not arrogant, but wild, wild.

The arrogance that is released from the bone marrow is the real release of the gestures of a thousand people in this lonely battle. The Soul Monk is in the camp step by step. But he was confused and frightened, and he didn't understand why the black-clothed killing god was so confident and why he was so difficult to fight.

Could it be that there are such immortal people in this world. As everyone knows. The body can die, but the spirit lives on, and the spirit is immortal.

In this way, the party is really strong. Retreat when frustrated. No matter how powerful his cultivation is, he is just a busy person.

Only with the burning fighting spirit, only the struggle against the current, can be called a strong man. Because even if such people are defeated, lost, or dead, they never give in.

It's that steel bean, the hammer can't be broken. Smash not flattened. It can't be broken, it can't be blown round, and it can't rise. If this is not the case, how can he be called a real man, and why should he be full of male blood.

What if I have one enemy and a thousand, my heart does not move, my mind does not fall, and I do not stop killing. There are thousands of enemies. All I have to do is break their guts, break their wills, break their spirits, and that's it. It's just a bunch of people.

What is a strong person, if you can't meet the strong, you will be strong, if you can't be more frustrated, how can you be a strong person.

What about fighting, what about killing, and how about going wild!

Zuo Wuzhou was immersed in the battle, and there was nothing else in his heart. But in this moment. The hairs are standing up, and the warning signs are great!

Several figures flew from the horizon!

One of them, Brother Lan, burst out like lightning, and roared angrily for nine days: "Bold fanatics, dare to make trouble in Ronghe District, is there still me in the eyes of the Carving Star Sect!"

Fast, it's really fast. At lightning speed, it stopped in the blink of an eye.

It was really unwise for this man in blue to appear at this moment. Notice. Zuo Wuzhou didn't "take a bath or kill Du Fan at this time, and the savings reached the peak of Cangxin, and the battle spirit in his chest raised the sky and the six female guards" forgot his feelings, and suddenly he was excited and laughed through the air: "Hahaha, it's a good time!"

There is no emotion, there is no hindrance, and he is extremely enthusiastic to welcome the man in blue!

As if pinching the speed of the man in blue, Zuo Wuzhou turned around and moved, stepping on his feet, suddenly like a gill soaring into the sky, and his momentum was rushing all night. The fighting spirit is almost unshakable. An unstoppable roar in the sky, a single fist!

The five souls exploded instantly, which was the "Seal of the Heavens"

There was a sound of the sky falling and the earth cracking, sweeping the sky. It even gives people the illusion that the sky and the earth are shaking.

"Turning the sky over" is really a rich and rich soil system. It has the sharpness of gold. One movement, that is, the power of overturning the heavens and the earth, in an instant, it is really the sun and the moon without light, and the wind and clouds.

The blue-clothed man's eyes were condensed, and he thought highly of himself, but he ushered in this unparalleled fierce move.

The fierce and tragic aura came to the face, almost making people's hearts freeze. The man in blue was shocked to feel that this punch was actually bombarded with boundless power, and he snorted, his face turned pale, and he actually shook his own shape: "He is the Martial Emperor?" This skill is terrifying. ”

It was just a momentary fight, and the man in blue immediately felt a trace of horror, it was rare in his life to have such a terrible martial artist, emperor!

However, when Emperor Tiewu sensed this terrifying power, he suddenly trembled, and then his eyes lit up, and they all cheered: "It's Lord Wuyu, this time he is dead." It's the Soul Palace. Hahaha. ”

Countless soul cultivators breathed a sigh of relief, they didn't believe it, could it be that the strong man of the soul hall couldn't kill Zuo Wuzhou.

The cheers were all together, but they were all dumb. Shocking to watch the most incredible scene.

"It's not good, it's the Martial Emperor sent by the Eagle Star Sect!"

Pang Ji jumped up, and the killing intent in his eyes soared. Regardless of whether Zuo Wuzhou is willing or unwilling to enter the Changkong Sect, but with his relationship with Nie Wen, the twenty-eight-year-old Martial Emperor and Pang Ji will definitely be able to protect it.

"This left Wuzhou, absolutely can't die. Pang Ji was furious and was about to make a move.

Song Xihu and Xuan Qian and Nie Wen were already dumbfounded, their eyes straightened, and they were shocked!

One thought arises, one thought dies.

This man in blue prides himself on being a martial artist, but he is really careless and underestimates the enemy. As soon as he came, he ate a terrifying "overturning seal"

Before he could breathe out, he suddenly saw Zuo Wuzhou enter a drop of replenishment liquid, and his anger rose and burned again. In an instant, the terrifying "Seven Killing Fists" were about to strike.

The first thing the man in blue did wrong was to underestimate the enemy. Second, Zuo Wuzhou seized the opportunity, which was a fatal mistake.

The "Seven Killing Fists" are endlessly displayed. The terrible and incomparably evil aura actually forced all the words that the man in blue had not blurted out back to his throat. This missed opportunity, under the continuous boxing method of "Seven Killing Boxing", how can there be a chance.

Rao is blue-clothed person is a martial artist, and he is just trying to get a few breaths, and before he has time to think about it, the endless fist technique is bombarded again.

In this way, he was caught off guard for a while. Unable to fight back. The man in blue was shocked and angry, and he roared angrily for a long time: "Ignorant fanatic, dare to make trouble in Ronghe District, it's really damned!"

Zuo Wuzhou's eyes were cold, and his fighting spirit was ***. Murderous. The "Seven Killing Fists" are like wave after wave of hurricanes, violently attacking, without the slightest pause.

With such full force, drop after drop of tonic liquid went into the mouth as if it didn't need money. The man in blue was dumbfounded: "What kind of sacredness is this person, and he wasted such a precious tonic liquid." ”

"Also, what kind of combat skill is this, it can be used continuously!" The man in blue was furious: "What a murderous aura!"

"Seven Killing Fist" is the condensation of seven killings in life. but it rolls out in the battle array, and sharpens it out. Even the name is "Seven Killings", which shows how heavy its murderous spirit is.

Therefore, the "Seven Killing Fist" is another particularly terrifying feature. It's the number of times you cycle it

Many.

As long as the enemy does not die, there is nowhere to vent the murderous spirit. It's bound to add up.

The "Seven Killing Punches" have been used for a long time. Now that it is used against the man in blue, the murderous aura is almost overwhelming, and the saber is tense. One move. The murderous aura is like ten thousand needles at once, it is the thorn of that cone. Even the man in blue felt that his skin was tingling faintly.

Such a strong and terrifying murderous aura was like clouds in the sky, almost condensed into shape. This kind of murderous aura alone is enough to kill any martial artist.

This man in blue is in one. The inappropriate time and place appeared, but it happened to encounter Zuo Wuzhou, who had unprecedented fighting spirit and momentum. This is a mistake.

As soon as he came, he was attacked by Zuo Wuzhou like a mad tiger. This man in blue has a thousand skills. It's still hard to stop this terrifying punch. Moreover, his cultivation was far inferior to Mu Longqing, and he couldn't resist it.

On the body, it is not stronger than Zuo Wuzhou. How can you stop Zuo Wuzhou from going all out.

It was like an evil tiger descending from the mountain, and that kind of fierce murderous aura was really overwhelming, condensed like a substance, and taught this man in blue to tremble for a while.

A word is as sonorous as a war drum, attracting countless people's blood***, that sentence is like a steel knife scraping bones, singing wildly, and suddenly looking at the world: "If you say I'm a madman, I'll show you crazy!"

"Hahaha!" Zuo Wuzhou laughed completely forgetful. Regardless of who was in front of him, he swept the world like thunder: "I sang and smiled to the sky." Who's the hero!"

A heroic song, and the boxing method actually complements each other. The sound is like a drumbeat, and it is perfectly coordinated, and the sewing is sewn, and the rumor of the oil momentum has skyrocketed countless times.

The man in blue was shocked and retreated.

A good sentence I sang to the sky and smiled, flying and domineering for whom.

Thousands of heroes, thousands of proud. A thousand words, all condensed in one sentence.

The atmosphere of the heroes was in the room, and the heart was taken by this bold statement.