"Illusion?"

Suddenly woke up, Rao is Huoyun Evil God couldn't help but be secretly shocked, as soon as he let go of his right hand, rolled his cloak, and stared at the person sitting on the big chair, the surprise in his eyes quickly turned to hatred and anger, and a monstrous killing intent emerged.

This mysterious man who appeared out of thin air caused him a sense of frustration that he had never felt before.

He said gloomily, "Who the hell are you?" ”

The green shirt guest's eyes were calm, and he said softly: "My surname is Chen, and my single name is a clumsy character, this name is just a nobody for a big man like you." ”

"Nobody?" The Huoyun Evil God was also secretly thinking in his heart, "If you are nameless, then the heroes and heroes in this world will probably not be in the stream." ”

The atmosphere outside the building was already hot, and many members of the "Rakshasa Sect" appeared and gathered, and they were worshipping around a statue of an evil god with a height of more than ten or twenty zhang, with a face full of piety.

Chen Zhuo smiled faintly when he heard this complimentary words, and said faintly: "If you really want to say it, I became famous a little early." ”

The Huoyun Evil God was already jealous and solemn in his eyes, and after some temptation before, he had already understood that the methods of the people in front of him were really unfathomable, not only was he unfathomed, but he was also confused, how could he still have the slightest contempt, and couldn't help but say in a deep voice: "When?" ”

How do you think Chen said in a surprising voice: "Well, it's been a few years, it's the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, but you definitely don't know." ”

He rubbed the armrest, and a moment of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but unfortunately this was not the world at that time, and it was difficult to see the old man.

But the Fire Cloud Evil God was still violently shaken, his eyes were gloomy as water, and the black-level floating slaughter outside his body had already risen to the top, so that all the tendons in his body began to emerge one by one.

After a few words, the Rakshasa sect members outside the building had begun to surround this side, and it turned out that the auspicious time had arrived, but there was no shadow of the fire cloud evil god.

The Fire Cloud Evil God suddenly shouted, and roared fiercely: "All withdraw, guard the four directions, and do not allow anyone to approach." ”

Everyone outside the building immediately turned pale, and those who did not dare to disobey retreated one after another.

Chen Zhuo's eyes lit up, stroked his palm and got up and said: "Very good, a ruthless underworld giant like you still cares about the life and death of his subordinates, finally let me look down on you; If it were according to my temperament in the past, this Rakshasa sect was destined to die today, maybe I would be in a good mood and would have picked off the head of the Japanese emperor by the way, but now, ......"

The words are understated, but there is a terrifying murderous nature, as well as lawlessness and recklessness.

The Fire Cloud Evil God shuddered, and his evil ferocity was also rising, but his qi seemed to burst like fire, and instead he asked in a very calm and terrifying tone, "How is it now?" ”

Chen Zhuo casually glanced at his right hand, on which he could already see some newborn small muscles, and even if he looked closely, he could still see that those flesh and blood were growing and healing at a speed that ordinary people could not understand, he smiled, "Now I have changed my mind, as I just said, when I became famous, I was still in turmoil in my family and country, and foreign enemies in the realm of Kou, but if it is peaceful today, the world has changed, people like me should always be more restrained, if you suddenly start killing and slaughtering the city and assassinating the king, it will not be good after all." ”

"It turned out to be an ancient Assassin."

When the Fire Cloud Evil God heard this, he could already understand the meaning of the words.

"Assassins? It's really a long-lost title. Halfway through Chen's words, a burst of laughter suddenly came from under his face, "Although I have changed my mind, to be honest, I'm a person, I feel uncomfortable when I come to your small place, and I always want to trample you on the soles of my feet." ”

His body was transformed into a prototype by divine thoughts, and incorporated into the thoughts of many believers, so the seven emotions and six desires are more profound than those of the deity, and since he cultivated the Dao heart and cultivated demons, he has been doing more freely, without scruples, and his temperament is quite different from that of the deity.

Now that I have revisited my hometown, my heart is moving, and there are few signs of reappearance of the anti-Tiangang meaning at that time.

The Huoyun Evil God seemed to have been unable to bear it for a long time, and when he walked in front of Chen Zhuo, he simply said like a grinning beast: "What do you want?" ”

The two were only one step apart, and their eyes were facing each other, Chen Zhuo smiled and said, "It's easy to say, compete with the world's heroes!" ”

Such a direct answer made the Huoyun Evil God's breath suffocate.

"Hehe, although your Rakshasa Sect is powerful, in my eyes it is no different from a child's petty fight," Chen Zhuo ignored the extremely cruel aura in front of him, and his tone was extremely calm, "All I want is to use the power of the Rakshasa Sect to do something for me." ”

"What?" Fire Cloud Evil Shinto.

Chen Zhuo said slowly: "Inviting masters from all over the world to hold the world's first martial arts conference, is it much more interesting than your deeds that can't be on the table." ”

"Can't get on the table?" The Huoyun Evil God's eyes changed obscurely, as if he was extremely hated and angry, "That also depends on whether you are qualified or not." ”

As he spoke, the power of the black-level floating slaughter was mentioned again, and his body seemed to turn into a wind hole, and the gusts of strong wind could not help but blow from his body in all directions, as if it was endless, and it was extremely majestic.

Chen Zhuo's body was silent, not moving at all, I saw him put his hands in his sleeves, and said lightly: "Then I won't play with you, your "Yijin Sutra" has reached the realm of black-level floating slaughter, although it has not reached the high level, but it is also a rare master in the world, which is comparable to the golden bell jar of the twelve-layer entrance, let's just do it, you hit me three punches, I beat you three punches, the one who falls is considered a loser, the one who retreats is considered a defeat, and the dead are ...... Hehe, you can only die without turning a blind eye. ”

"Good!"

The fire cloud evil god was already angry in his heart, and the killing intent rushed straight to his chest and abdomen, and when he heard this, his eyes opened sharply, and the ghostly eyes in his eyes lit up with murderous intent, and his strength sank, and the wooden planks all over the ground clicked and cracked in an instant.

For the illusion in the body of the right talent, he will easily admit defeat, which is stronger and which is weak, and he has to win or lose with his fists and casters, and speak with his strength.

As soon as his right fist was clenched, a cloud of obscure brilliance surged between the fingers of the Fire Cloud Evil God, and the red cloak behind his back flew sideways in an instant, and the fist was raised, and it was already smashed towards Chen Zhuo's chest.

A punch is like a thousand pounds, and the sky is distorted.

"Boom!"

It is obviously a mastery of Buddhism, and because of this, it has become domineering and fierce.

The energy swept away, and the glass upstairs was all shattered in unison, scattering in the air.

But the eyes of the Huoyun Evil God had changed and changed, he looked under his fist, but saw that there was a golden red light flowing outside Chen Zhuo's body, like a brilliant sun.

The Huoyun Evil God said word by word: "Jiuyang Divine Skill? Are you from the White Lotus Sect? ”

"Kill!"

He didn't wait for Chen Zhuo to reply, he let out a long whistle, raised his arms, floated several meters after volleying, his feet did not touch the ground, he turned over, like a swallow returning to the nest, his right fist tightened, and like a fire, roaring, and his fist hit Chen Zhuo's chest.

Chen Zhuo's eyes were waveless, and it was difficult to see the expression, but when he was punched, his right foot suddenly stomped lightly, and the soles of his feet sank an inch.

Second punch.

The evil god of Huoyun was completely surprised at this time, jumped up, broke through the roof, and the person had gone straight up more than ten meters into the sky, floating in the air, looking down at Chen Zhuo below, and then like a meteor falling from the sky, the red cloak flipped and wrapped, falling from the sky, falling with a single fist, smashing its Baihui acupoint.

The fist struck, and before the strength of the fist fell, the already cracked wooden plank around Chen Zhuo was split in an instant, and it shattered on the spot.

But seeing that Chen Zhuo was about to be hit by the third punch in his body, an invisible fluctuation suddenly spread out from the center of his eyebrows.

For a moment, the air seemed to have become an intangible and qualitative thing, viscous as a swamp, and a field of its own.

The Fire Cloud Evil God was affected by that fluctuation, and the offensive actually slowed down, and the closer it got to Chen Zhuo's invisible binding power, the more powerful it became.

"Good evil methods."

But at this point, the situation is ready to fly, and it has to be sent.

The Huoyun Evil God raised his remaining strength again, exhausted his life's strength, gambled everything, and finally sent his fist to Chen Zhuo and smashed it down with one punch.

The vigorous strength was suddenly dispersed above Chen Zhuo's head.

But when he was full of energy, he saw that Chen Zhuo's robe was immediately hula and drummed, and if there was a storm and clouds surging underneath, he was swimming all around, and it was like a ball of cotton, constantly rolling, still not moving.

The Fire Cloud Evil God fell with a punch, and he was already standing.

"It's my turn." Chen Zhuo said.

His right hand bone claw clenched into a fist and raised, his middle finger slightly convex, shaped like phoenix eyes, and his eyes seemed to be smiling rather than smiling.

Seeing that the surging energy happened to reach his right arm, Chen Zhuo also raised his right arm, pushed his fist out, and simply and neatly, straight in and out, and landed on the chest of the Huoyun Evil God.

How can the Huoyun Evil God be a little lax, and he can't care if Chen Zhuo is injured, the "Yijin Sutra" has secretly absorbed the qi of heaven and earth, and the internal breath is inexhaustible, and there is no weakness in the body, which is enough to be compared with the invincible body of the "Golden Bell Jar".

But it was this punch that fell, and with a light knock, a wisp of energy actually penetrated from his back, penetrated his body, extended straight away, and pierced everything.

The eyes of the Fire Cloud Evil God bulged out in an instant, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and his upright body instantly became rickety, and he was already bent over, as if he had been hit hard, covering his heart, twisting his facial features, and kneeling to the ground.

Chen Zhuo condescended, looked at this underworld giant, put his hands into his sleeves again, and said softly: "You are defeated, but I can give you time to catch up, so that you can lose and die blindly...... Now, the world's No. 1 martial arts conference ......"

(End of chapter)