Chapter 135: Martial Artist Wears Armor

"What kind of wine should be paired with what kind of bowl, and what kind of identity should be done"

"Have you forgotten who you are?"

"No one else knows about you except me."

All kinds of past things climbed into my heart and turned into anger and burned my heart.

"Who am I?"

The green tendons in Li Jun's neck exploded, and he roared fiercely: "I'm your father!" โ€

Bang!

The fist with distinct finger bones smashed on Yu Kou's fat face, and in an instant, the waves of flesh rolled, pulling his facial features and sinking towards the middle fist.

Yellowed blood mixed with broken teeth spilled out, and the talisman seal on the back of his head had long since lost control, crackling and falling to the ground.

The terrifying force shook Yu Kou's feet off the ground, and his huge body was so blasted into the air by this punch!

Li Jun followed up step by step, and his fierce and domineering fists kept hitting the 'Roshan'.

The robe embroidered with the four-clawed flying fish pattern was shattered into silk along with the flesh and blood under it under the bombardment of the fist shadow.

"Ahh

Yu Kou's scattered eyes finally reunited under the stimulation of severe pain, and a terrible roar came out of his mouth.

The crown on his head shattered, and his eyes were round to the limit, just like ordinary people opening their eyes.

Under the ragged clothes, there are mechanical cavities opened, revealing a variety of dazzling talismans and flying swords.

"Me"

Yu Kou had just popped out of his mouth, and Li Jun's figure had already appeared in front of him.

His hands were raised like a pin, and an eight-pole punch hit Yu Kou's jaw.

The teeth with the notches were like a jagged guillotine, directly cutting off a piece of his tongue.

Want to be ruthless? Let's die!

The pain of drilling the heart caused Yu Kou to fall into a complete madness, and the spiritual power that belonged to the peak of Dao Eight poured out, reconnecting to the flying sword embedded in the wall.

Yikes!

The blade of the sword shook, and the ink knife directly collapsed.

The tail flame splattered, like the breath of an angry dragon, and erupted at a terrifying speed.

The cold light of the tip of the sword was dazzling, and it went straight to Li Jun's heart.

At this moment, Yu Kou can no longer care about the complete and fresh martial arts body, nor can he care about the cultivation of a single husband into a sword immortal.

He only remembered the first volume of the newly revised Daozang, and there was a sentence written on the title page - "Don't argue with the thugs, don't be close to the martial arts!" โ€

"Dao Ye has overspent today!"

The tongue was severed, and it did not prevent Yu Kou from roaring with the sound frequency built into his chest.

The gunshots burst out, and the suona rushed into the sky!

The sound of the sword is whistling, and the sound of confusion is in the brain!

In this noisy and chaotic long street, Li Jun only had the crisp sound of the copper lock door in his ears at the moment.

He turned his head suddenly, his eyes staring at the green rainbow! The big spine behind him twisted like a dragon python turned over, and the heavy fist was like a landslide, smashing the flying sword into the muddy water!

Boom! A muffled sound of a drum.

The blade of the sword cracked and shattered along with the ground of the long street, and was reduced to a piece of twisted and deformed scrap metal!

"How is that possible?!"

Yu Kou's eyes were torn apart, like a mourning exam.

"Who, overdoing who?!"

The white bones on his right fist were exposed, and Li Jun, who was covered in blood like a demon, finally showed a hearty smile.

He reflexively picked up his fist and smashed it on Yu Kou's shoulder, and the brutal force formed by the Great Perfection Baji Fist directly smashed half of the opponent's shoulder, and his knees fell to the ground with a pop.

Li Jun grabbed the loose bun on the top of Yu Kou's head with one hand, and his shoulders trembled, as if shaking off the heavy mountain peak he was carrying on his shoulders.

For the sake of a breath of injustice in his chest, he conspired with the tiger to this day.

At this moment, Li Jun felt that everything was so worthwhile.

People live for a lifetime, they can lose or die, but they all have to stand up straight!

Kneeling for food, lying on your stomach begging for life?

Others can, but he Li Jun can't!

"You"

Yu Kou's lips moved, and he spat out a slurred word, but immediately a vicious knee hit him.

He barely raised his arms and crossed them in front of him, but he couldn't resist the tyrannical power of Takefu.

The knee hit his face, and his facial features were eroded in an instant, and he was miserable.

Ma Wangye, who was laughing wildly and spraying firepower, swept the guards out of the corner of his eye, and happened to see this scene.

I breathed a sigh of relief for a while, but I was suddenly shocked in my heart.

"Li Jun, you can't kill"

But his words were still a step slower after all.

Li Jun's eyes were as indifferent as a knife, and he leaned over and punched Yu Kou's heart!

Roshan collapsed and smashed into the ground with a dull thud.

Suddenly, the gunfire withered in the long street, and the voices of people were silent.

Everyone watched this bloody scene in amazement.

Ma Wangye's red eyes were throbbing, and Zhao Qingxia and Guo Qingyun stood side by side, one person and one machine, with two faces and bright smiles.

Huang Yaozong's face turned pale, but the corners of Gu Xi's mouth showed a hint of indifference and sneer, and he turned around and quietly walked away.

Dare to kill the Daomen sequence in Chengdu Mansion, and the other party is still surnamed Yu.

Li Jun couldn't live.

Yu Kou lay in the sunken pit, holding the edge of the pit with both hands, and struggled to raise his head.

The last glimmer of light in his eyes flashed with a viciousness that was so intense that it could not be dissolved.

"Qingcheng Mountain is still there, waiting for me. After the liberation, there is no you in the world. Place! โ€

Poof!

An arm runs through Yu Ko's body.

"May the Taishang Huangliang Tianzun be led and return to Qingcheng Cave Heaven. Eliminate the three hardships, and the soldiers will be detached early"

Suddenly, the old Dao projection at the top of the Qingcheng Group holding the golden pill in his hand and pulling out the sky and the earth suddenly lowered his head and glared angrily at the south.

There are chimes, drums, bells, bells composed of excessive sound, from the top of the group building, resounding throughout the whole city of Chengdu County!

Even in the distant chicken and goose area, this ethereal sound can be heard.

Li Jun turned a deaf ear to all the changes, and stared down at a dark golden pill full of lines between his fingers.

This is the natural Dao foundation born in Yu Kou's evolution, and it is also the essence condensation of his bloodline.

Click!

Li Jun's five fingers clenched, the Buddha's bones were shattered, and the golden pill turned into mud.

"Chew Buddha bones, drink blood"

In a trance, Li Jun seemed to see the hideous and ugly faces of Mu Chi and Yu Kou, twisting and wailing in the rain.

"My body is my god, and my temple is my blessing."

Muttering to himself, Li Jun turned his back to the sky, his arms outstretched, and let the rain wash the blood on his face.

[Jumangshu (Seven Grades of Internal Strength) has been learned, and the Qingdi Jue (Eight Grades of Great Perfection) has been replaced]

ใ€Jumanjutsu increased to the early stage of the seventh rank (50/100)ใ€‘

[Consume 250 mastery points, and increase the Jumangshu to the Seventh Rank Great Perfection]

The copper lock falls, and the door opens!

"Embattled, Ming Zhen sees me. I'm Wu Qi. One husband! โ€

"Evil beast!" A roar of rage exploded like thunder.

A crimson horse struck through the air, and where the tail flame passed, the violent wind pressure shattered all the glass of the houses on both sides!

The speed of the flying sword is so fast and the momentum is so domineering that it far surpasses Yu Kou's cyan flying sword!

Li Jun, who had just been promoted to a single husband, suddenly felt a feeling in his heart that he couldn't escape.

Since there is no way to avoid it, then there is no need to avoid it!

Li Jun's face was calm, his lunge was open, and he punched the sword.

At the moment when the fist was handed out, the raging wind and rain suddenly swept a black hood into the sky.

A figure flew and slammed into Li Jun.

The inky black armor deforms and extends, wrapping the fist!

"Martial artists wear armor and run rampant in the world. What a domineering one! โ€

Ma Wangye's red eyes were dazzling, and he muttered in his mouth.

At this moment, a tender and soft but extremely firm voice sounded in Li Jun's ears.

"Uncle, hit him!"

(End of chapter)