Chapter 210: Good to go
The stones on the other side were not delayed by the miscellaneous Chen in the hearts of the Spring and Autumn Period.
Whistling, rushing into the distance.
This stone doesn't know what is called righteousness, and it doesn't know how to respect, it only knows that its mission is to kill the purple-robed figure with one stone.
The purple-robed friend didn't know what was going on, and when he heard the howl that was gradually approaching from behind, he not only twitched the corners of his mouth.
I don't know what to think in my heart, or if it's numb.
He didn't take any more steps, but gradually stopped.
Zhou Shen's momentum fell to the end of the bottom line, and no matter how little it was, it would be incorrigible.
Looking at the sky in the distance, the purple robe still raised the corners of his mouth.
This may be the undestructible arrogance of the sword and body of the Doomsday Association that the high-level leaders of Shenlong said back then.
Talking to myself in my heart, numb.
Reaching out and caressing the space in front of him, a breeze fell into his hand.
If there is none.
It is said that this is respect and the fairness of heaven.
But who can explain that this loyalty and filial piety are still respectful and respectable.
A stone in the distance crashed into it so quickly, so far, so close.
Braving the sparks to scrub in the heat, the stone that used to be angular and visible is now as round as jade.
Purple robe Yaoyao head.
"It turns out that everyone is like jade, and everyone is like stone."
"Why hesitate, it doesn't matter if it's right or wrong, just come."
The purple robe raised the corners of his mouth and straightened his chest.
Like a javelin slammed into the earth, it flew and stood with the eastern continent.
The stones in the distance were getting closer and closer, and the sound of the wind was rushing towards them.
The brute strength of the purple robe is gone, and it is difficult to breathe.
It can be seen in the name of the Doomsday Society, the purple robe still raised his head and raised his hand.
Looking at the sea of clouds in the sky, the sun was only sunny with a bleak red sun.
The purple robe decisively closed the monitoring formation, and then roared angrily.
"I've always been, always am, living and dying with the Doomsday Society."
"If you die this day, it will shed a sea of blood."
The words fell, roared, and the angry waves rose.
A round stone less than the size of a fist roared.
The purple robe narrowed his eyes one last time, and once again swung out an indomitable palm.
With a banging sound without suspense.
The purple robe retreated a few steps in succession.
The right arm that had just been swung out was long gone, and the purple robe was also cut off.
The wound was as neat as a knife and axe, without a single blemish.
Zi Pao didn't look at it, as if it was no different from Chu Chu.
It's just that as if he was unsteady on his feet, he took a few steps back and stood on the Eastern Continent again.
An arm dozens of meters away quickly dried up and turned black until it turned into a puddle of pus.
The stones, after a huge flight, have long since turned into powder.
It has completed its mission, but the mission of Spring and Autumn is not yet complete.
Neither of them looked at each other, but they could feel that the sense of life had not disappeared.
There was silence for a long time, until the footsteps in the distance sounded again.
Zipao didn't look at the little young master of the Ghost God Alliance who came over at all, but laughed angrily.
"What if I break my arm, I won't accept it and fight again."
Chunqiu in the distance tried to stand up with one hand on the ground, but after a few times, he still lay back down.
Just muffled in a voice that I could hear.
"I'd rather die for the center than complain about being a dog man, am I doing the right thing?"
Although there are few words, a few words, they are also the seeds of Spring and Autumn's heart.
Stroking something that was getting farther and farther away, Chunqiu listened attentively.
In the distance, there was a calm question from the young master Qian Bohang.
"You lost a life and won half of the rivers and lakes, he won a life and won half of the rivers and lakes, is it worth it?"
The purple robe stretched out his little thumb and hooked it.
"It's hard to say whether it's straight or not, but it's easy to say whether it's good to be a dog, and it's probably good to be a dog, but I prefer to be a dog who doesn't cause trouble casually."
The little young master's face darkened violently.
"But since the original Shenlong, we are still in the same breath."
Before he could finish speaking, Zi Pao interrupted.
"Although it is said to be intimate, it is already a river and lake."
"Since I don't want to move, or maybe it's not your piece of meat that I want to move."
"But so far, there have been waves and schemes, how can I be friendly?"
"Do you want my first organization to shrink back?"
The little young master snorted and shook his head.
"Is this the case, you are going to fight?"
"The purple robe is willing to die for the Doomsday Society."
The purple robe put one hand in his sleeve and said coldly.
"If you can't cry, then stand up."
The little young master smiled, and his tone was not shocked.
But if you look closely, you may see the mystery.
The scroll in his hand had long since unfolded, and the blurred ink had disappeared with it.
To be precise, it turned into darkness and sank into the ground.
And the piece of paper that used to live in it is now as white as new.
Seeing that everything was almost done, the two strolled towards each other.
One person is not alarmed, but extremely fast.
If a person moves slowly, he can have the will to die.
I don't know how long it took for the two to meet together.
There is no imaginary sword and sword shadow, or those scenes of shaking the sky and the earth.
The two just stretched out their fists at each other and slammed into each other.
For mortals, it's a greeting between two good friends.
No matter what you say or do, you don't feel the slightest sense of coercion or power.
Even when the fists touch, it is a light collision, and then quickly separated.
The sound was also not loud, as if everything was still.
Peaceful and comfortable, full of gentleness.
And in just a minute and a half seconds, the little young master's body was like a spider's web, and countless bloody wounds were cracked.
Each one is not too big, and the injuries are not serious.
But the density is staggering, covering almost every inch of the body.
Red blood poured out from the wounds, and immediately soaked through the clothes.
Young Master Qian Bohang took a few steps back.
"The strength is not good, and the first organization really lives up to its name."
The purple robe smiled and covered the bright red at the corner of his mouth with one arm.
"Everyone can have the power of the flesh, everyone can have the power of the barbarian, but the superior aura can only be known by the geniuses of the heavens."
"I know the constitution of your organization, as long as everyone at the top is like that."
The little young master said with difficulty, and as he spoke, his mind quickly crossed the scenes of the Doomsday Association's past.
"Curious, huh?"
Qian Bohang stretched out his thumb.
"There is exploration, curiosity is not counted, and there are some things that we can tell."
The purple robe turned around with one arm covering the bright red spear and shouted with all his might.
"I only killed you in the flesh, and the Ghost and God Alliance is not afraid of life and death, come on."
Qian Bohang put his hands in front of him and bowed down.
"Have you been ashamed of the past elegance, I would like to send you one last time."
"This is a long way to go, and I hope to fight to the peak with my ability in the future."
The purple robe stood with one arm in his hands, and his chest was puffed out.
"It's just happy, it's already free, come and come."
Qian Bohang respectfully stepped aside, and read in his mouth.
"Send old friends peace, the contract has been set in the future, may the heaven and earth be visible, the sun and the moon can be bright, and the gas of mountains and rivers will be based."
"It's a good journey, let's go."