Chapter 45: Beheading One More Man

Outside the tomb.

The light rain is continuous, moisturizing things silently.

The rainwater accumulates on the blades of grass and falls towards the mud puddles in the ground, making a "tick-tock" sound.

A big foot suddenly fell, trampling off a blade of grass, and the mud puddle splashed in patches.

Zhao Fu and the others ran out of the tomb, they didn't dare to stay for a moment, and ran into the depths of the woods.

But at this moment, three figures suddenly jumped down from the tree, blocking the front with murderous intent.

"The Whale Gang, and there's also a master of transformation." Zhou Chen's face was very solemn.

Although Gou Jiuyou dragged Liu Hongsheng back, if they were entangled here, their hope of escaping would be very slim.

Without waiting for the two to think, Sun Li walked towards Zhao Fu and Zhou Chen, and said, "Just arrest it, it's impossible for you to escape." ”

"What do we do now?" Zhou Chen frowned and asked in a low voice.

"Lend me your sword." Zhao Fu was not in a hurry and took the sword from Zhou Chen's hand.

"I can't help myself." Sun Li snorted coldly, his body flashed with an earthy yellow light, and his aura was even stronger than Zhou Chang.

Sun Lishi displayed the Dacheng martial art Taishan Fist, and the light on his body converged into a mountain, and tens of thousands of catties of powerful fists came towards Zhao Fu.

The Great Mountain Phantom brought tremendous pressure to Zhao Fu, making him extremely slow to run the exercises.

The strength of Sun Li's punch is estimated to have reached tens of thousands of catties, far exceeding that of other martial artists.

Seeing this, Zhao Fu decisively drew his sword, and the internal force poured in, as if water had entered the sea, and there was almost no repercussion, but even so, the coldness that erupted from the sword was still terrifying.

"Slash!"

Without any moves to speak of, Zhao Fu unleashed a horizontal slash.

The white light flashed, and with a "click", Sun Li's shirt was cut off, splashing a splash of blood.

Sun Li felt the chill emanating from the sword, and his body involuntarily retreated.

"With such a divine soldier, it's no wonder that they can escape." Sun Li looked shocked and greedy for the sword in Zhao Fu's hand.

Zhao Fu wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but this sword was frantically absorbing his internal strength, so he decisively withdrew the scabbard.

"It can't be delayed any longer, you go and deal with the other two." Zhao Fu turned his head and said to Zhou Chen, and then rushed directly towards Sun Li.

Accumulating internal strength again, the sword was unsheathed and slashed straight at Sun Li's neck.

This sword brought a piercing chill to Sun Li, and he retreated backwards without hesitation, wanting to dodge Zhao Fu's attack.

How could Zhao Fu do what he wanted, although Sun Li tried his best to dodge, he was still slashed by Zhao Fu on the arm, leaving a bloody scar.

Sun Li gasped in pain, and before he could stabilize his body, the blade of the sword instantly approached his throat.

Sun Li didn't have time to react, so he had no choice but to use his arm to resist the sword, blood and rain fell together, and Sun Li's palm was pierced by the sword.

"Give me death!"

The pain made Sun Li's brain angry, and he smashed Zhao Fu into the chest with a punch, although he didn't use Dacheng's martial arts, he still beat Zhao Fu to cough up blood and fly upside down.

The internal organs were faintly painful, if it weren't for the golden light to protect the body, this punch was enough to kill Zhao Fu.

As soon as Zhao Fu got up in the mud, Sun Li had already flashed forward, and the terrifying fist made Zhao Fu's back cold.

At this time, Zhao Fu used the last trace of internal force to draw out the sword, and the blade and Sun Li's fist collided together, and blood suddenly spurted.

"Bastard, I'll kill you!" Sun Li roared angrily, he had lost his mind, and his other hand clenched his fist and punched hard at Zhao Fu.

Zhao Fu saw the right moment and swung his sword, the blade of which slashed through the rain and slashed through Sun Li's throat.

The blood was splashed several meters away, Sun Li showed anger and unwillingness, and without saying a word, he fell down powerlessly.