"Chen Qisheng, you haven't died yet?"

Ma Wangye's response caused Transsion Communication to fall into a short dead silence.

It is not difficult to imagine that Chen Qisheng's silence may be deafening at this moment.

"Blessed you are dying, Lord Toma. But I guess you're pretty much the same, right? ”

Chen Qisheng replied to Ma Wangye with a cruel smile, "Okay, if you want to pull the calf, it will be time for us to get to the bottom together." ”

"Lao Li!"

He suddenly opened his mouth and asked Li Jun, "I'll just ask you, do you believe me?" ”

Chen Qisheng's voice was unprecedentedly solemn.

Li Jun's eyes stared at the burly figure in front of him who was approaching step by step, and his tone of response was short but powerful.

"Say!"

"From this moment on, after three breaths, when the thunder comes, life and death will be divided!"

Li Jun didn't have time to think about the meaning at all, only to hear Chen Qisheng's words in his ears just fall, the desolate Xia Hu in front of him suddenly stepped on his feet, his body suddenly accelerated, crashed through the whistling wind and snow, and rushed wildly!

The first breath.

The ruthless Huang Tian Boxing technique directly smashed through Li Jun's defensive boxing frame, and the desolate Xia Hu snatched in from the middle gate, pulling his knees and slamming into Li Jun's abdomen.

"!"

Ma Wang Ye let out a strange scream, quickly mobilized the armor pieces around his abdomen, and quietly piled up at the landing point of the opponent's top knee.

Bang!

Even with the blessing of the effect of 'cutting and locking tendons', Li Jun still let out an irrepressible snort of pain in his mouth.

In his body, the internal strength of the Jumangshu was roaring and circulating in the blood veins at an extremely fast speed, digging out more vitality from the flesh and blood, speeding up the recovery of injuries, and maintaining Li Jun's life.

The smile on Xia Hu's face became more and more rampant, and immediately following Li Jun's backward figure, the surging Huang Tiantian force rushed from his body to the fist, and the Huang Tian Boxing technique splashed down like a heavy rain.

Li Jun tried his best with both hands to protect the vital points of his body, barely breathing in the midst of the crazy attack of the Desolate Summer Tiger.

The sharp pain in his heart kept pounding on the bones of his body, but he couldn't knock out any cowardice and fear.

There is only a trickle of ruthlessness knocked out, and it continues to accumulate in Li Jun's heart.

The cold wind howled and the snow raged.

Time is stretched by a pair of invisible hands at this moment, and every minute and second is extraordinarily long.

"Second breath." Ma Wangye's voice was weak and abnormal, and even a little ethereal and distorted.

The extensive damage to the ink armor has made his core unstable, and it may go down at any time.

Bang!

Li Jun was once again knocked back by a punch, and his arms in front of him couldn't help shaking, and he already looked like he couldn't maintain his strength.

"It's time for this game to end."

The desolate Xia Hu looked at Li Jun, whose face was yellow and his eyes were gray, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a trace of ridicule and mockery.

"It seems that you are just a failed test of Wu Xu's genes."

"That's a lot of nonsense, but it's time to end."

Li Jun's lips opened, revealing a blood-red patch between his lips and teeth, and a mouthful of white hot air exhaled from his mouth.

"If you are defeated, you dare"

Before the words of the desolate Xia Hu's sneer landed, a change suddenly appeared in front of him!

The dragon and tiger qi that had just exhaled rolled back into Li Jun's mouth and nose with a swift momentum, and the withered and shrunken body swelled up again.

And this time the increase is far greater than any previous time, and it is even more burly than the body of the Desolate Summer Tiger.

The feet are separated from each other in front and back, and the curved back is like a hard bow that reaches the full moon, stretching and releasing in an instant!

The remaining power in Li Jun's body all burst out at this moment, and his figure shot out. In this desperate situation, he took the initiative to choose to attack!

The battle of trapped beasts, the will to die.

Xia Hu's expression was awe-inspiring, he didn't expect Li Jun to have any strength left. But in addition to being shocked, he didn't have the slightest intention of flashing.

In his view, everything is just a reflection of a dying person.

"A strong point is a strong life, how many times do I have to teach you this truth before you can understand it?!"

A surging Xia Hu let out a deafening roar in the snow, his beard was all open, his expression was wild, and he punched out against Li Jun, who was coming!

Fist to fist, bone to bone.

No dodging, no evasion, no retreat.

The two beast-like figures were entangled and collided together, and the overflowing strength made the hard ground of the post station crack and roll, and the violent aura boiled into the sky!

Boom!

In an extremely dull sound, the fists of Li Jun and the Desolate Xia Tiger landed on each other's hearts almost at the same time, knocking the person in front of them out.

Maybe it's a coincidence, but it's more like providence, wanting to see this fight a little bloodier.

Li Jun and the desolate Xia Hu actually landed next to their weapons at the same time.

The tiger head gun is submerged in the winter snow, and the embroidered spring knife cuts the cold wind.

Rong Shou poked his arm and grabbed the gun, clenched his left hand into his chest, and roared angrily at the sky.

The word 'Yellow Sky' wears golden cracked stones, domineering!

Zhi Ge held the handle of the knife with the five fingers of his right hand, shook his wrist, and the embroidered spring knife erupted into bursts of knife groans.

"Lao Li, it's time!"

The three breaths have arrived, the core of the ink armor puffed up the last mechanical sound, and the red light in the single eye lit up again!

"Then, life and death!"

Li Jun's expression was grim, he raised his feet and started, dragged his knife and ran wildly, and jumped up when he was about to collide with the desolate Xia Hu, and slashed down with the knife in both hands.

The battle song that had been stopped for a long time suddenly exploded at this moment!

In the midst of an exciting drum beat and a solemn zheng, the suona rode into the dust and soared into the sky!

"The yellow sky is immortal!"

The desolate summer tiger is not weak, and the spear dancing in his hand is like a hideous dragon, roaring out!

Rumble!

At the moment when the edge of the blade and the tip of the spear were about to collide, a deafening thunderclap exploded above the black cloud!

The wind and snow that had been raging for a long time completely subsided at this moment, and the blinding light of divine punishment tore through the entrenched dark clouds and shot down from the sky, illuminating the road sprinkled with blood and corpses.

Click!

The embroidered spring knife slashed down with the thunder, and with an unstoppable momentum, the tiger head spear in the hands of the desolate summer tiger was cut off from it!

The remnants of the sword light dragged the thunder light and continued to fall, submerging from his shoulder, all the way like a pawn, until it rushed out of his abdomen.

At this moment, the so-called Huang Tian physique is as fragile as paper paste.

Poof!

The broken body was thrown up, but it was pierced by the embroidered spring knife that followed.

Li Jun, who was jumping in an arc, was holding a knife in one hand at the moment, and picked up the body of the desolate Xia Tiger on the tip of the knife, as if he was carrying a broken flesh and blood flag.

The latter's head tilted back weakly, and his distracted pupils stared at the sky above him.

In the clouds that had been piled up over there, obscuring the stars and the moon, a huge vortex suddenly appeared at this moment.

In this cloudless blank space, a star belonging to the Xuanwu Seven Houses is slowly converging the light on its body and re-entering the darkness.

Zheng!

The long knife twisted, completely tearing the remaining body.

[Gain 200 Mastery Points]

[324 Mastery Points Remaining]

A line of black letters disappeared in front of his eyes, dissipating like a wind and snow.

Next to the black car, Chen Qisheng looked at the clouds that were slowly closing overhead, and sneered.

"Huang Tian is above, and the Taoist ancestor who is comparable to Lao Tzu is above?"

In front of him, Fan Wuyi stood in a mutilated corpse, clutching a bloodied head in his hand.

There is one more chapter, a little later

(End of chapter)