"Second brother!"

Seeing that Yan Zongwang was about to die under that hand, the face of the black-faced young man who had already retreated changed sharply, turned around, clenched his fist with one hand, and smashed it against the big hand that seemed to be able to cover the sky.

The fists are together, domineering and natural, and a huge fist mark collapsed in the wind and frost, wrapped in a strong wind, and came to the aid with angry eyes.

Vigorous like a predatory leopard.

"Die!"

Although he spat out the sound of murder, his eyes could not hide the look of horror and horror.

Rao is he has been galloping across the field for many years, and he is used to seeing the tragic scenes of thousands of troops rushing into battle, corpses and mountains of blood, and the number of people killed can be counted, but at this moment, there is a feeling of heart-pounding, and he was glared at by this person, as if he was going to fly in the next moment, and he trembled.

What a terrifying killing intent, such an amazing evil aura.

Wanyan Zongwang's pupils also trembled, looking at the big hand under the hood, his eyes were split, he gritted his teeth and only held his hands up, and a ball of golden light suddenly erupted outside the surface of his body.

Hao Tiangang gas.

This is the supreme of the Golden Kingdom, one of the two great masteries of the complete face.

One is the Heaven and Earth Hegemony Fist, and the other is this Haotian Gang Qi.

Martial arts, in the final analysis, is just the word "offense and defense", and no one can be an exception.

Just as Chen Zhuo made a move, the elite soldiers of the Jurchen behind him had come again.

In an instant, the black-faced young man's body shook, and a cloud of blood splattered and scattered, splashing all over his face.

In front of the meeting, Wanyan Zongwang was only left with a headless body, his arms were broken, and he fell to his knees, and he had no breath.

And he himself, when he opened his mouth and spit out, blood gushed in his mouthpiece, and a big gun was already pierced in his chest. , Ba Fist fell weakly, a dark and gloomy, rough and resolute face instantly turned red, and the blue tendons on the forehead flared up.

It's just that he is not dead, and the pioneers in front of him are desperately protecting each other, and they have been picked on the barrel of a gun like a sugar gourd.

"Golden Vulture?"

Chen Zhuo looked at the young man, his eyes were as calm as before, and there was only murder left.

"Vultures, run away!"

One person pushes the palm and sends it away, and sends it away.

It's just that with the shaking of the gun, the three people picked on the gun were torn apart by a fierce and unforged force, and their bodies were split in half and thrown to the sides.

"Ahh

Seeing this scene, Jin Wushu finally found it difficult to support, and the fear in his heart was infinitely magnified, looking at the tall figure standing between heaven and earth with a gun in one arm, countless corpses under his feet, and no fighting spirit, he got up from the ground and climbed up, turned over a fast horse, and went north without looking back.

When the crowd behind him arrived, Chen Zhuo glanced at the golden vulture in the distance, did not look back, swept the spear, and only waited for the shadow of the gun to pass, and the golden soldier within five steps of his body instantly stopped his waist and broke off, and the blood splashed like a roar, and flew up.

He opened his mouth again and spit out, and a wisp of green "whoosh" flew out from between his teeth, as fast as lightning, piercing through the wind and frost, and hitting the heart of the golden vulture after surgery.

I never thought that there was a person who was caring for the Lord among the golden soldiers, and he flew and pounced, stopping Chen Zhuo's spit flying knife.

The flying knife was made by gathering the five qi of Zhou Tian's kung fu, and it was swallowed and spit between the chest and abdomen, but it could grow stronger and stronger, condensed into substance, and secretly gathered the power of the five elements of thunder, which could be described as indestructible.

"Ahh

Jin Bing was hit by the knife for a moment, only to hear a miserable scream, and the thunder energy traveled all over his body, and it exploded in the air.

The Golden Vulture was lucky to survive and escaped faster.

Chen Zhuo did not pursue, his eyes were closed, his other hand grabbed the body of the gun, and he took a long breath in his mouth, like drinking wind and clouds, his muscles and muscles squirmed, and the whole person's muscles and bones were quickly supported, and the already burly physique suddenly swelled again, and the tendons expanded to the surface of the body, the body was filled with lead, and the black hair was erected like a halberd, like a human troll.

A heart-palpitating tragic aura dissipated invisibly and spread in this northern land.

Chen Zhuo turned his head again, and suddenly there was a green-faced and fanged rakshasa face on his face.

He flipped his wrists with both hands, stretched out his ape arms, and the spear in his hand conjured up the shadow of a spear in the sky, and his feet did not stop, and he had already jumped into the torrent of golden soldiers.

The so-called gun picks a line, he picks this one, the shadow of the gun swallows and shrinks, along the way, it is densely packed with golden soldiers such as the wind pressing the grass, the dragon crosses, a broken corpse or is picked to kill in the air, or is swept left and right to hit, under the shadow of the gun, within five steps, how can there be a live mouth.

On the other hand, Guan Qi is also like this, the more he fights, the more he fights, the stronger he becomes, the breath around his body has been dyed red with blood, like a blood mist, ecstasy and bones, but whenever it is affected, all of them will die in it.

If someone can take a condescending glance at this moment, it is not difficult to find that the two of them are one on the left and one on the right, tearing out two huge gaps in the dense torrent of the Jin Army, as if they were separated and converging in one place.

Finally, at this point in the battle, seeing the two Jurchen royal families, the generals and pioneers who led the troops were killed and fled in defeat, and witnessed the shocking methods of these two figures, the fierce Jin soldiers who were not afraid of death finally lost their courage and declined to the bottom.

Looking at the blood-colored figure that came from the killing, someone was a spirit, and suddenly stayed in place as if he was awakened, and then his face was bloodless, trembling like chaff, and then he screamed, vomited wildly, and began to flee.

With a start, the rest is defeat.

Although these people started from the white mountains and black waters, like wolves and tigers, they still know the word "fear" after all, and they have seven emotions and six desires.

Gao Chongzheng led a group of city sergeants from the city to kill, but looking at such a scene, he only felt that his brain was dazed, and he couldn't turn around.

The deputy general who was still guarding the city on the side, looked at the two people who seemed to be in a no-man's land, his face changed sharply, staring at one of the figures who was walking away with a spear, and stammered and trembled: "Town...... Zhenbei Hou! ”

"This person is the Marquis of Zhenbei?"

Gao Pet couldn't help but be stunned.

Seeing that the tens of thousands of golden soldiers were killed by the two of them, and they were scattered, his eyes lit up, "What kind of god are you stunned, the time has come to make meritorious contributions, brothers, follow me to kill!" ”

Gao Pet Horizontal Gun Immediately, sit down and the blue-maned horse neighed like a dragon, and when the hooves hit the ground, it was already the first soldier to kill the general.

Chen Zhuo killed another person under the gun, stopped the offensive, looked around, and as far as the eye could see, there were stumps and broken arms, and blood and mud in the stomach.

With the tip of the gun, he picked off the big sword of the golden soldier camp, rolled the body of the gun, wiped the blood, and spit out the breath in his mouth, like a rolling cloud dragon, rushing out several zhang away, and the weather was amazing.

The blood and water on the ground gathered like a pool, and the handwriting appeared.

[Carrier: Chen Zhuo]

[World: Late Northern Song Dynasty]

[Fate: Greedy Wolf Enters the Life]

[Luck: one product and one class]

[Fate: Wuzhen Jiangshan, power over the world]

[Talent: Gathering] (Note: Greedy wolf devours the sky, devours the enemy and gathers transportation.) ）

Tips: Life changes with luck, and luck follows people. (Note: If the luck climbs to the first grade, you can vote for another world, the number of qi is redetermined, and the fate changes; If the luck surpasses a product, after this body goes to other realms, it should regain its youthful body and leave its full glory. ）

……

Chen Zhuo's eyes moved, swept the fleeting handwriting, and slowly calmed down.

With a big move, the green shirt in the distance immediately rose to the wind and fell into his hand.

Guan Qi glanced at him.

"Let's go!"

The two of them didn't stop, and they went again together.

……

Shangjing, Hoi Nyeong.

It was nearly noon, the snow was falling, and a fast horse galloped in.

"Quick, go back to your uncle, there is an immortal enemy to kill!"

The man on horseback fell to the ground, coughing up blood in his mouth, and his face was long gone.

It was the Golden Vulture Technique.

The general who defends the city is also a Jurchen royal family, and since Zhuge Zhengme, he has been replaced by a master in the clan.

Seeing that the golden vulture who had always been brave and brave was actually frightened, the general frowned, and was a little displeased, "Sixth brother, what kind of system is this, because my uncle praised you for your bravery in the past, and you have the demeanor of his old man, don't you go out with the second brother Vasong, how can you get ......?"

After mentioning Yan Zongwang, Jin Wushu was sad, "Second brother, dead...... Several of the pioneers were also killed, and the 60,000-strong army was killed......"

The guard was stunned for a moment, and then exclaimed: "Didn't you encounter an ambush attack by the Song army?" How many soldiers and horses came? ”

Jin Wushu said: "Two! ”

After just a few words, the city guards suddenly let out an exclamation, "Hurry up, ......"

As soon as the word "fast" came out, Jin Wushu saw that the guard in front of him froze in place, his eyes were fast and dim, there was a small bloody hole in his throat, and an invisible arrow was scattered in the void.

Jin Wushu looked back, and saw two indescribable figures floating in the sky, his body swayed and moved, and he stepped out as if he had shrunk into inches, and the end of the coming was extremely fast.

"What's the panic, it's coming!"

An old and gloomy voice suddenly sounded from the city.

Jin Wushu turned his head to look, but there was a bent back and a slightly stiff old man standing in the city.

Behind this person there are also nine figures of different heights and heights, fat and thin, some carrying double halberds, some holding double knives, some clenching fists, some carrying bows and arrows, dressed very differently from the Central Plains, and not only the Jurchen clan, but also the northern nomadic tribes, and the masters outside the Saiwai.

"Is this a war that will settle the ups and downs? Wonderful. ”

The old man squinted and grinned, and the nine people behind him scattered in an instant.

The two figures in the distance are also one point, one is one against nine, and the other is alone to welcome the old man.

There was an army pouring out of the city......

The slaughter suddenly broke out.

(End of chapter)