65. Destroy the withering and decaying
The killing voice plummeted.
There were already four people in the house who were attacking in front of Chen Zhuo.
But there was still one person who didn't move, a thin black man dressed in patrol, frightened and frightened, trying to take advantage of the chaos.
This person was supposed to be an internal advisor to the Qing Assassins.
"Cowardice, stay honest, dare to go out of this door, and kill you."
The short and fat man from Taiji Gate snorted coldly, with a smirk on his face, only tucked the hem of his clothes at his waist, and drove out in a few arrow steps, climbed the wall and walked on the wall, flying into the air, like a big toad with open limbs, flipped and swept to the top of Chen Zhuo's head, and his hands and feet moved together, it was already a thunder killing move, and he was beaten above.
The remaining three people each performed their own tricks.
One person stretched out his hand and pulled it one by one, and the silk in the Taiji Gate was wrapped around Chen Zhuo's left hand; The other person carried the ox's tongue palm to guard against the right half of Chen Zhuo's body; There is also a person who rolls on the ground, gets up and half-kneels on the ground, and plays viciously and viciously with both hands, using the road of the Great Holy Gate, using the monkey frame to dig out the crotch and probe the anus, such as picking peaches and chestnuts, and taking the next three roads.
These people are like thunder on the ground, they don't want to fight at all, they don't drag the mud and water without dragging their hands, and they are killing layers in every inch.
Sure enough, he is a good hand at the secret door, so what kind of rules do the rivers and lakes have, they only exist to kill people.
Chen Zhuo's cheeks trembled, his eyes were as bright as water, and at the moment when the four of them were blocked, he suddenly shrank back, like an ape holding his brain, and slammed backwards, his spine quietly arched, and his strength surged, falling on the wall, and suddenly saw the masonry burst, and he was knocked open a hole.
The expressions of the four of them changed in unison, and they only thought that Chen Zhuo was going to escape.
The good hand that made the Great Sage Fist kicked forward, and with both arms together, he threw himself into the hole in the wall, trying to bite tightly.
As soon as he leaned out of half of his body, a big hand fell from the sky, and he couldn't help but say that it had fallen to the back of his neck.
The man's back was cold, a spirit, his mouth whistled, his elbows were bent, and he was already shrinking back in an instant.
However, life and death are just a moment.
The big hand shook his wrist suddenly, and the monkey-shaped hand couldn't help but say that it had been lightly pecked at the back of his neck.
The man's tense and retracted body instantly collapsed like a snake, like a long worm that had lost its joints, and was placed on the hole and no longer moved.
The other three people were rushing out, but they heard a "boom", and the wall bulging outside the drum burst open, as if a huge force rushed in from the outside, and the dust was everywhere, and two big hands reached in from the outside and grabbed the door in front of the two.
Between the lightning and flint, one person had time to react, retreated sharply, and dodged this fierce tiger-like pounce; The other person's pupils shrank suddenly, his expression was miserable, his facial features were distorted, and before he could move, his big hand had covered the door in front of him, clasping his bones, and he was shaken out by a strong force, flying sideways and backwards, and slamming on the wall with a "bang", only to slowly slide down against the wall after a few seconds, dragging out a trace of ink-stained blood.
Chen Zhuo's face was flat, with one hand behind his back, and the other hand waving the dust on his shoulder, slowly pacing in from the hole.
He swept the remaining people in the house, and then looked at the gossip gate man who could no longer move at his feet, only his eyes could turn, and he raised his left foot and stepped on the back of the other party.
The sound of "Gaba" sounded, and the man on the ground vomited blood foaming at his mouth and died on the spot.
The rest of the people were all chilled.
Although the battle of life and death is changing rapidly, this has become too fast, and the madman in front of him not only broke the block of the four in the blink of an eye, but also killed two with his backhand, which is really good.
Chen Zhuo looked at the short and fat man from the Taiji Gate in the room, and said softly, "You are the only one left." ”
The dwarf man snorted coldly, as if he didn't understand the meaning of the words, his face was solemn, the smirk that was hanging at the right time was gone, his eyes narrowed into slits, and he greeted in his mouth: "Third brother, I'll drag him later, you find an opportunity to retreat, remember to send a letter to General Yan, if this son is not removed, it will be a big trouble for the court, you ......"
He commanded, but the further back he spoke, his powerful words slowly slowed down, and his eyes unconsciously glanced at another Ouchi master not far away
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, this time, his words are stiff.
The man stood still, but he didn't move.
"The third child!"
With an exclamation, the corpse fell on its back, and a throwing knife was stuck in its throat at some point.
It's been a long time.
A group of six people, not counting the greedy patrol and fear of death, five people actually killed three people in just a dozen breaths, one was seriously injured and broke his arm, and only one person still had the strength to spare.
"Where's your knife?"
The short and fat man took a deep breath, and then his eyes were condensed, and his face was cold, as if he knew that there was no way out, and he wanted to fight to the death, and a tragic aura was exuded from his body, like a beast at the end of the road.
The gossip man with the broken arm also stood up strongly, a strange flush surged on his face, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Chen Zhuo looked at the two of them and said softly: "The murderous aura is too heavy, for fear of frightening the child, I sealed it...... If not, there is no need to spend all this effort with you. ”
"If you don't practice slowly for a day, a few of you are the group of people who fled with the Empress Dowager Xi. I'm afraid that I haven't done anything with people for some time, just thinking about hiding, thinking about escaping, and doing too much to serve people, and even the way of fighting is unfamiliar, so I'm embarrassed to say anything to avenge Old Ghost Yin? Hehe, the more I live, the more I go back, and I also learn to use guns. ”
He said it lightly, and said this in one breath, but the words changed suddenly, and he turned his head to look at the patrol in the corner who was unnoticed, "If you dare to touch that gun, you will die, sit honestly, and I will spare your life." ”
In front of the man was a rifle reclining in front of him, his hand halfway out, clearly trying to get it.
The patrol's eyes changed, but in the end, he gritted his teeth and withdrew his hand.
Suddenly, the man from Taijimen clenched his fists and arched his hands, his ten fingers clenched, his bones and muscles exposed, and he said in a deep voice: "Taijimen, Yue Dong!" ”
Chen Zhuo narrowed his eyes, "Okay, I'll give you a decent death." ”
As soon as the words fell, the gossip man with the broken arm couldn't wait, his mouth roared sharply, his feet slipped, his legs tended to move forward, and he swept towards Chen Zhuo's chest.
It's just that the end is already doomed, and his siblings are not Chen Zhuo's opponents, let alone seriously injured.
Chen Zhuo dodged and dodged, but only a few moves, and when he was wrong, his right hand turned into a palm and pressed lightly on his lower waist.
Then I saw this gossip secret disciple rush out, stunned in place, and when he looked back at Chen Zhuo, his throat squirmed, and he looked up to the sky is a mouthful of reverse blood, and fell straight down.
"Look at the fist!"
Yue Dong of Taiji Gate made a sudden move, bent his legs and took a step, and his hands were pushed and replaced, as if sealed, and wrapped in Chen Zhuo's hands.
Chen Shusen smiled, his hands turned into fists, and he smashed them out according to the other party.
The fist is like a cannon crossbow, the fist wind is swishing, and the sound of crackling in the air is full of hands raised.
"Fist Breaker?"
The corners of Yue Dong's eyes twitched, his heart was shocked, he wrapped his fist in his palm, the single whip and cloud hand changed repeatedly, and the gravel under his feet was just stepped on, and it was all ground into powder by the soles of his shoes.
This is the strength of the clumsy fist.
He took his fist and retreated again and again, until he stood against the wall, and there was no way to retreat.
"I'll let you pick it up!"
Chen Zhuo's eyes flashed with fierce light, his fist momentum changed, his palms were empty, the muscles and flesh of his upper body were based on the big dragon, and the tense muscles and flesh between the pulls were twisted into clear and terrifying outlines, like a big bow that was pulled out, and the right arm that was lifted instantly swelled in a circle, and the green tendons on the back of the hand burst out, with a crisp sound of muscles and bones.
A fist had been rapidly enlarged in Yue Dong's widening eyes.
The wind was piercing and the rocks were terrifying.
"Xingyi Cannon Fist!"
The fists and palms touched each other, like thunder.
Chen Zhuo's right arm sleeve couldn't withstand this sudden burst of domineering force, and was torn into strands of cloth by the agitated muscles in an instant.
That Yue Dong's feet sank steeply, and his clothes bulged visibly to the naked eye, and then collapsed rapidly.
He took it.
Chen Zhuo's eyes flashed, his right hand was closed, and he said in a deep voice: "Okay, leave you all corpses." ”
After saying that, Yue Dong smiled, closed his eyes, and was shocked to death on the spot.