It's actually a scattered work.

Chen Zhuo's heart sank slightly, and the thoughts in his mind wandered, and he quickly understood the key.

Guan Qi has been trapped for many years, the appearance seems to be intact, the inside is afraid that it has already been full of holes, the body of the great Dan has not yet reached no leakage, and the essence is greatly damaged, and now he has realized the inner fist, a thought into the realm is like a thousand miles, the five organs are bulging, the blood is like a torrent, under the impact, the body is like the embankment full of anthills, the essence leaks out, and the Dan destroys people and dies in front of them.

It seems that too much talent is not a good thing.

But at this moment, Guan Qi is still silent in an epiphany, and he is undefeated, even if he wants to help him, it is difficult to do it.

Moreover, scattering gong is a catastrophe of life and death for martial artists, and it is undoubtedly a fool's dream to reverse it by external forces alone.

If there is no accident, this man ...... It's dead.

"What's wrong with him?"

Zhuge Zheng finally realized that something was wrong, and his eyes were shocked.

Not only him, but everyone else also saw the horror, and the scene in front of them was too unbelievable.

In just a dozen breaths, Guan Qi's upright posture had bent his back and bent over, becoming rickety, his black hair was quickly dyed with a touch of frost, his face was wrinkled, and his pores were already bleeding and sweating.

As the dispersal gong began, the vast and boundless qi in Guan Qi's body gradually weakened.

Everyone withdrew their efforts one after another, looked at each other, and showed surprise.

"He's going to die!"

Chen Zhuo's eyes were slightly closed, and he did not hide it, and his tone was both pity and emotion.

"This is the calamity of my kung fu, not the death of birth, old age, sickness and death, but the calamity of the body. Originally, there was still a way to delay, but the situation of the Seven Holy Lords was a little complicated, and I had an epiphany, and there was nothing I could do. ”

Such a person, if he hadn't gone mad and gone crazy, how could there be anything to do with them; It's a pity that the hero is sad to pass the beauty pass, and with such an invincible domineering goods, it is difficult to escape the end of the betrayal of relatives and the gloomy end.

Zhuge Zheng was distracted for a moment, shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity for characters like the Seven Holy Lords. ”

He seemed to forget that the two sides were still arguing for victory at this time.

"When I left Beijing to look for my senior brother, I went north."

Zhuge Zheng seemed to remember something, and his old state was even worse.

Chen Zhuo looked at Guan Qi, his face frowned and pondered, and he said casually: "What do you see?" ”

Zhuge Zheng let out a long breath, "I can't see anything when I go out, and the plains are covered with white bones." ”

Chen Zhuo was silent for a while when he heard this, and suddenly asked, "So, this is the real reason why you changed your mind?" ”

Zhuge Zheng replied to my question: "That Jurchen started from the white mountains and black waters, and in the early years, I was still an uneducated barbarian, and I didn't want to rise very quickly, and I was even more arrogant in the world. ”

"Do you believe in luck?"

He suddenly turned his head to look at Chen Zhuo.

"It is rumored that Lin Lingsu once divined a hexagram, and the hexagram showed that it was extremely amazing, with the omen of Song destroying Jinxing, and it also indicated that the Central Plains martial arts would be in a slump, so I went north to take a look."

Chen Zhuo said in a deep voice: "Are you talking about the Supreme of the Jin Kingdom?" How is it? ”

Zhuge Zheng shook his head at me, "I haven't seen it in person, I just feel that there is an invincible wild dragon entrenched in the city, sitting in the country, its momentum is domineering, its fist is cold and cold, and it is warlike to kill, I ...... Retreated. ”

As he spoke, the Jiang brothers over there had already started a fight with Long Fangxiao.

The two brothers have their own gains, and because the internal force has the same root and origin, under the joint attack, both the momentum and the internal force can be integrated, and the power is doubled.

"Old Dragon Hero, I'm ugly!"

The two brothers got up in unison, crisply and neatly, their eyes bursting with brilliance, and they stood shoulder to shoulder.

Only together, the wind and snow above the heads of the two of them stood like a waterfall rolling upside down, and it was like being pushed away by an invisible hand.

Momentum,

Suddenly, Jiang Renting and Jiang Duanping swallowed a breath violently, and took a step forward together, this step was taken, the two of them were in the same step, the breath was the same, and as soon as they landed, a cold wind immediately blew in all directions with the two brothers as the source.

Everyone delusionally only felt that there were two steep peaks falling in front of them out of thin air, taking root and towering, its momentum was vast and majestic, crushing the four poles, deterring all directions, as if it could reach the sun and the moon, and the earth would be connected below, and the nine heavens would be above it, and it would be supreme and majestic.

It turned out to be an imperial atmosphere.

The dragon let go of the roaring tiger's eyes and eyes, his beard and hair were all open, at this moment, without Guan Qi's restraint, he was full of qi and strong lifting, his robe was bulging, his feet were heavily stepped on, his hands were lifted up, and his palms turned outward, as if he wanted to support these two mountains, his momentum was as thick as the ocean, wave after wave.

The two potentials collided, and in the wind and snow, they suddenly saw each other, and they were actually deadlocked.

And the red-sleeved Shenni also moved his eyes, turned his gaze, and looked straight at Situ Twelve.

The King of Desolation mentioned the Yan Divine Spear and looked at Zhuge Zhengme, who was holding a stunning spear.

Now that we have won two of our five battles, if we win one more, we will win.

Several people drew their own battle circles and were already fighting.

"Done? Baquan? ”

Chen Zhuo clenched his fists and looked at his fists.

And the Yan madman on the ground who was using power to force poison suddenly raised his eyebrows and glared, opened his mouth and spit out, a mouthful of blood arrows had been vomited, he wiped the corners of his mouth, looked at Guan Qi, and seemed to have lost his previous arrogance and domineering, "It's a pity that the void of martial arts does not know what it means...... Ah......h

He spoke angrily, as if he was extremely unwilling to lose his opponent, walked around half a circle, suddenly sank his steps, and slashed out a palm.

The palm power poured out, like substance, overwhelmed the mountains and seas, under the roaring and horizontal impact, the mountains and rocks were shattered, and the earth was flat and dusty.

And the changes in Guan Qi's body are becoming more and more terrifying, grotesque and terrifying; He was still a burly man before, but now most of his essence has dissipated, and he is as thin as an old man who has run out of oil, his body bones are shrinking smaller and smaller, his skin and flesh are dead and gray, and he looks like an old man shrunk into a ball in the snow.

Yan Maniac's eyebrows were entangled for a moment, and he turned around with a cold snort, "It's boring!" ”

But he went to Zhuge Shenhou, who was arguing with the desolate king.

Seeing this, Ye Aichan and Wen Wan also hurried to sweep the formation, leaving Chen Zhuo alone in place.

He looked at Guan Qi, who was shrunk into a big cocoon, walked to him, reached out and touched it, his palm seemed to touch the dried orange peel, and then he looked at the pulse, his heartbeat and breath were completely gone, and he was already out of breath on the spot.

Guan Qi, the invincible god of war, actually died like this?

Chen Zhuo stretched out his hand and brushed the other party's limbs, hands and feet, and the spine of the dragon, and even groped for the muscles and flesh under the skin, and sure enough, the strength was great, and the muscles and flesh all over his body were twisted into a strand.

Besides, he was about to withdraw his right hand, his index finger trembled inexplicably, and the palm of the hand that could be left was pressed back again, and his quiet eyes were already holding his breath and concentrating.

I waited a few days for a cup of tea.

Chen Zhuo's eyelids, which had been almost closed, finally lifted slowly, revealing a strange look, "It's so good that I have mastered the doorway of sleeping turtle breath so quickly." ”

Under the palm of his hand, a heartbeat that was so weak that it was almost nonexistent was gently transmitted.

Chen Zhuo hesitated again and again, and suddenly made a bold decision, he took out a celadon pill bottle from his arms, and poured out two pills the size of a dragon's eye, one red and one black, which were the Wuji Immortal Pill.

"Whether you live or die depends on your creation."

Pinched off Qi's jaw and opened his teeth, Chen Zhuo had already stuffed the pill into it with his backhand.

Immediately, he used his palm as a knife, dug a shallow pit on the spot, and buried Guan Qi in it.

The night is over.

The wind and snow dissipate.

Dozens of figures flew one after another, swept around, and when they saw the snowy hills not far away, they were all in high spirits, and shouted urgently: "Found it, here!" ”

Everyone hurriedly approached and took a closer look.

Only then did I see the top of the mountain or sitting or standing, there were several figures, all of them were covered with frost and snow, like a snowman piled up, and their eyebrows were white, like a god statue, and there was no movement.

Chen Zhuo slowly opened his eyes, his eyelashes were thick knots of ice slag, and his hair was dyed with snow.

Who won?

Everyone looked nervous.

"Ahh Boss, boss! ”

The top of the mountain was startled and screamed, and the dragon roared in front of him, and the faces of the four great families were shocked, kneeling on the ground and crying.

But it was the dragon who died of exhaustion, and he was still in the posture of the sky to death, and he was unwilling to admit defeat when he died.

The Jiang brothers, on the other hand, were shocked by both shoulders and fell out of the snow shell, their faces pale and haggard, as if they were seriously injured.

The two of them were two against one, which was the result of both defeats.

The Jiang brothers' faces were cloudy, and then they turned ugly, turned their heads and walked away, not even wanting to mention the victory or defeat.

Then there were Na Situ Twelve and the Red-Sleeved Shenni, both of whom crashed out of the frost and snow together, each staggering.

Situ Twelve's body was stable, and five of the seven long swords behind his back were shattered in an instant, his face was gloomy, and he hissed in a complicated voice: "I'm defeated!" ”

"Agreed!"

The red-sleeved god sat with a smile, one palm upright, one head down, no breath.

Fight for your life.

Su Mengzhen paced, coughing lightly, while looking at the master in front of him, his eyes closed, and he was silent for a long time.

On the other hand, the King of Desolation and Zhuge Zheng also divided the winners and losers.

The King of Desolation turned and strode down the hill with his broken spear in hand.

"Still fighting?"

Yan Maniac stood up.

Zhuge Zheng looked at the corpses of the two old friends, there was no joy or anger on his face, and he was silent for a long time.

"Enough ......"

He looked at Chen Zhuo.

"You won, I hope you are right, from now on, the rivers and lakes ...... It's yours!! ”

(End of chapter)