Chapter Forty-Eight: Fu Bo Loyalty

"Drink, get out of the way!" the warrior suddenly exerted his strength and shook back Fubo.

Fuber didn't say a word, and the attack became even more violent, leaving the warrior in a bitter battle again.

"Little master, you go quickly. I won't last long. ”

Fu Bo penetrated the twenty veins, and after blowing up the dantian, he barely had the strength to forge qi. But running all the way, he consumed a lot of true qi. Now that he is using True Qi like crazy, he can't last long. Originally, he was never the opponent of the warrior, and he relied on the lifeless attack to block the warrior.

"Fauber, I will kill him with my own hands and avenge you. Yang, Liu, and Wednesday's family will be buried for you. ”

Yun Zheng wiped away his tears, and the man bled without tears. Even if he has reached the deepest point of sadness. However, tears are a symbol of weakness, and it is completely useless. What Yun Zheng needs is not tears, but strength.

"If I had absolute strength, things wouldn't be the way they are now!" Yun Zheng shouted in his heart.

"Fu Bo, you are good to go!" Yun Zheng knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Fu Bo. Then he turned around and walked away, rushing into the dense forest.

"Little Master, you must live!" Fu Bo prayed in his heart, squeezing all the true qi in his body to stop the martial artist with an even more violent attack.

Seeing Yun Zheng walk out of his sight, the martial artist's eyes were split.

"No!"

He roared loudly and burst out with great strength.

"Crazy knife technique, confusing the world. The warrior released his own tricks, and the knife moves were sharp and crazy, forming a knife net that enveloped Fu Bo's whole body.

Fu Bo gritted his teeth, ignoring the martial artist's deadly attack, "Don't think about leaving, stay!"

"You can't keep me!" the warrior roared, swords clashing together. More than a dozen attacks continued one after another, and the long sword was knocked open. Fu Bo's empty door was exposed, and the warrior's long knife kept slashing at Fu Bo's body. Fauber immediately turned into a bloody man.

"After all, you are still in the Qi Condensation Realm, and you are not my opponent if you blow up your dantian!"

The warrior shouted, and the steel knife swung continuously, leaving bloody wounds on Fauber's body. Fauber had lost his ability to resist, and there was no good piece of flesh in his body, and his clothes were mixed with flesh and blood. It's so tragic that you can't bear to look at it directly.

Poof! Fauber fell to the ground, his sword slipping from his hand.

The warrior didn't look at Fu Bo's condition, put away the long knife, and chased in the direction where Yun Zheng left. He did not hesitate to take the risk of a decisive battle with Fu Bo, just to prevent Yun Zheng from escaping. Yang Liu's family finally had a chance to kill Yun Zheng, and they couldn't let it go no matter what.

The warrior was just about to take a step, when he suddenly felt a tightness in his left leg, and he couldn't take a step. He looked down and saw the bloody Fauber, holding his left leg with both hands.

"Let it go...... Let go of the little master, cough cough ......" Fu Bo said weakly, coughing up blood.

"Fuck off, don't waste my time. Or I'll kill you. ”

The warrior shook his legs vigorously, trying to shake Faber away.

However, Fauber looked weak to death, but he held the hands of the warrior, but they were extremely powerful. Martial artists can't get rid of Fu Bo even if they use their true qi.

"You're looking for your own death!" the warrior roared, and with a wave of his long knife, he stabbed into Fauber's heart from behind. Fauber's body trembled, and he was silent again. The warrior shook his legs hard, but he still couldn't break free from Fubo.

"Bastard," the martial artist's face was hideous, Yun Zheng had been running out for a long time, and if he didn't chase after him, he might lose it. couldn't kill Yun Zheng, their actions were a complete failure. The warrior swung his steel sword again, slashing off both of Fubo's arms.

Fauber's hands were old, blood was flowing out, and the white bones were dazzling. His hands, even if they were cut off, grabbed the warrior's legs.

Fu Bo used his life to buy time for Yun Zheng. Even if he dies, he will stop this person from killing Yun Zheng.

"It's too late, he must be killed. The warrior didn't care about the severed hand holding his left leg. Immediately cast his trick and chased in the direction where Yun Zheng fled.

From the warrior counterattack, the knife kills Fu Bo, it is complicated to say, but in fact, the time is very short. In such a short period of time, Yun Zheng couldn't escape far. Moreover, Yun Zheng fled for his life in a panic, and there was no time to cover his tracks. It was not very difficult for the martial artist to find Yun Zheng along the bloodstains.

"Yun Zheng, where to escape?" Seeing Yun Zheng's back, the warrior shouted loudly.

Yun Zheng felt sad in his heart and almost cried. The warrior caught up, indicating that Fu Bo had been sacrificed.

The warrior quickly caught up with Yun Zheng and blocked in front of Yun Zheng. Smug Saying:

"No matter how cunning you are, you still can't escape from the palm of my hand. Yun Zheng, look at how you escape this time. Die by my sword. ”

Yun Zheng stopped, and at a glance, he saw a pair of palms on the martial artist's left leg. Yun Zheng had a rumble in his mind, and he almost fell to the ground.

It was Fu Bo's palm, and Yun Zheng recognized it. The palm of the hand is so familiar. It was this pair of palms that raised him from an early age, dressed him, bathed him, and cooked for him. The crisscrossed wounds on the palms of his hands were the wounds left by Fu Bo who went out to work in order to feed Yun Zheng.

Fu Bo grew up taking care of Yun Zheng since he was a child, and he and Yun Zheng depended on each other. In addition to his mother, Fu Bo is Yun Zheng's closest and dearest person.

Now, Fauber is dead.

In order to buy time for Yun Zheng to escape, he was killed by the person in front of him.

He killed Fauber and cut off Fauber's palm.

Fauber, dead!

Yun Zheng's eyes darkened, and this blow made it difficult for him to accept.

"Ahhh

Yun Zheng roared in grief, with a tragic and heroic momentum, with an indomitable and fearless attitude, roaring and roaring towards the martial artist.

The warrior easily blocked Yun Zheng's attack, flew up with a kick, and kicked Yun Zheng away.

"Haha, you're angry because of that old man? yes, I killed him. Thousands of knives are cut, and there is no corpse. If you dare to stop me, he deserves death. The warrior said to Yun Zheng with a grin.

Yun Zheng was in pain from this kick, but no matter how deep the pain was, it couldn't compare to the pain in his heart. Fu Bo, who depended on each other, because he died. The grief in Yun Zheng's heart made him almost lose his mind.

"You, damn it!" Yun Zheng got up, lowered his head slightly, and looked at him like a wolf.

Yun Zheng was no longer so excited, but the martial artist shivered coldly, and he felt a sense of horror inexplicably.

"Cut, how can you feel this way. It's just a kid in the Qi Accumulation Realm, kill him now. Thinking in his heart, the warrior decided not to talk nonsense anymore, pulled out his long knife, and asked for Yun Zheng's life.

However, at this time, Yun Zheng opposite him suddenly changed.

Rumble!

There was a muffled sound in Yun Zheng's body. It was like a flash flood or a volcanic explosion. Deep, dull, powerful, a great power hidden in the depths, unparalleled.

Yun Zheng's body suddenly emitted an invisible fluctuation of true qi.

The martial artist was stunned for a moment, and exclaimed, "You blew up the dantian!" Then he smiled disdainfully, "With your realm, self-detonation of the dantian is only a condensation strength." Just as vulnerable. Well, in that case, let me crush your last hope. Let you die with despair!"