"Is this the rhythm of demolition?"

There is a real life martial arts can't dodge, was hit by the splashing stone, his face is pale, looking at the two figures in the melee, clenched his fists, but seeing the figure of the tyrant in the smoke and dust, especially the situation of swinging the double hammer like a torrential rain, this real life martial artist had a toothache, and he didn't participate in it after all.

"It's a beast! It's too barbaric! It's too violent! It's too much of a bully!"

"This is a madman, let's get out of here, Blood Shark Island is too dangerous, let's go home as soon as possible. "There was a Lingyun who was swept down by the hammer wind, and he vomited blood and got up, his eyes moaning blankly.

"Boom~"

The next moment, the top floor of the Moon Picking Pavilion collapsed, and the fragments of the upper platform fell to the next layer together, and in the dust, only the figure of the tyrant was still tirelessly swinging the sledgehammer and smashing wildly, like a puppet who didn't eat or drink, which made people feel cold.

"Boom~"

The thirty-second floor of the Moon Pavilion was shattered.

"Boom~"

"Boom!"

"Boom~"

......

In front of the Moon Picking Tower, a group of gray-faced, embarrassed and embarrassed Lingyun Mingwu gathered together, and they all looked up at the top of the Moon Picking Pavilion that was inserted into the air and towering like a mountain, and their eyes were full of schadenfreude.

"This is the twenty-fifth floor, tsk, it's been demolished eight times in a row, and there is no sign of stopping!" Huksha said in a loud voice, and as soon as he spoke, he was clearly heard by the surrounding martial artists.

The elder surnamed Bi of the Dark Moon Thief touched his chin and laughed: "I think his posture is going to completely dismantle the Moon Picking Pavilion!"

"What a ruthless man!" Another black-robed Zhenming Wu sighed, a different color flashed in his eyes, and said, "The blood family is also unlucky this time, they actually fight such a ruthless idea, if they can't suppress and surrender him this time, then the reputation that their blood family has accumulated for hundreds of years will be lost." ”

"This time, they lost all their face. ”

"Think about this Moon Picking Pavilion, it is said to have a history of hundreds of years, and after several generations of repairs by the blood family, there are today's thirty-three floors, three hundred and thirty-three zhang high magnificent work, but unfortunately it will become a masterpiece after today. ”

A group of martial artists talked about it, with different expressions, except for some who were close to the blood family, everyone else seemed extremely excited, and with their embarrassed appearance, a distorted and weird scene was formed.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The demolition continued, watching the original towering pavilion be destroyed in half in a short period of time, and the martial artists who were originally gloating were silent at the moment, even Hu Kesha and the others, who were the most elated at the beginning, also closed their mouths at this time and frowned.

After a while, a real martial artist suddenly spoke: "We came in vain this time, except for watching a big show, don't worry about this Forget Worry Pill, people are even ruthless characters who beat the young master of the blood family to death, and they won't care about us." ”

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of many martial artists who were originally silent suddenly became solemn, and some people who were still watching the excitement and had nothing to do with their own thoughts became even more ugly.

They originally gathered here to discuss the matter of the Forgetting Sorrow Pill, if it weren't for Zhao Han's sudden big play, they wouldn't even know who the true refiner of the Forgetting Sorrow Pill was, after all, for them and the forces they represented, over the years, there have been too many things to forcibly seize from others, and a mere transcendent life martial is really not worth their attention.

It's a pity, it's a pity that they met Zhao Han, a person who plays cards extremely unreasonable, a super hard iron plate, all plans were overturned at this moment, and in the face of a madman who has the ability to bully all the blood and cold maniacs into such a madman, they must make a decision as soon as possible.

"Hmph, are you going to let us really beat up a transcendent?" Huksha looked at the real martial artist with a mocking look on his face, and sneered, "I think this young man is not simple, if you can kill him today, everything is easy to say." If he can't die, hehe, then a large group of our sons will help him become famous. ”

When the other martial arts heard this, they all turned their eyes and looked at the high-level leaders of the Moon Picking Pavilion who still had a muffled "boom" sound in the sky, and a strange light flashed in their eyes, obviously secretly assessing the possibility of making a move.

Seeing this, the real martial artist who spoke earlier frowned, and sneered: "Hmph, we have so many real martial arts to do it together, and we will let him live?" Hu Kesha, are you weak in your own heart or do you mean that you and that kid are in the same group?"

"Wang Mo, you gray old ghost, go to death by yourself, don't Lao Tzu, otherwise Lao Tzu will eat you!" Hu Kesha's eyes flashed fiercely, and a fierce aura suddenly erupted from his body, and the corners of his mouth grinned, revealing a mouthful of extremely sharp teeth.

"You ......" A black aura crossed the face of the real martial artist named Wang Mo, hesitated for a moment, and finally turned his head away, and said in a low voice, "What a barbarian, unreasonable." ”

"Cut, seed!"

Seeing that the other party didn't dare to go against him, Huksha showed a touch of contempt, spat out, and cursed in a low voice that everyone could hear.

"Buzz~"

At this moment, a violent spiritual power fluctuation came from the Moon Picking Pavilion, and then, the originally bright moonlight suddenly dimmed, and in the high air above the Moon Picking Pavilion, a huge demon bull head like a mountain appeared, the bull's eyes were like stars, the fierce light was shining, the mouth was hideous, and the horns on the top of the head were much longer than the entire bull's head with a violent demonic aura, and it was a collision down!

"Boom Boom~~~"

In an instant, in an earth-shattering loud noise, the high-rise building of the Moon Picking Pavilion, which was more than 330 zhang high and had been beaten by wind and rain for hundreds of years, collapsed.

At this moment, the dust is all over the sky, the sand is flying, and a large piece of gravel falls like rain, like a mountain cracking, and the end is coming.

The group of martial artists who had originally gathered together to watch were once again affected at this moment, and one by one they were covered with dust and dust, and they evacuated in a hurry.

"Damn, this guy is so crazy, he actually demolished the Moon Picking Pavilion!"

"This time, the blood family will not let him go, even if there is Shao Zhen's old puppet as the backstage, he will not live long. ”

"What a madman, he is impatient and does not dare to commit suicide, so he wants to borrow the hand of the blood family to liberate?"

After evacuating a long distance and out of the scope of the collapse of the Moon Picking Pavilion, these martial artists regrouped, and they were all talking, either gloating or being indignant, but the center of the topic always revolved around Zhao Han.

"You say, the blood coldness won't be hammered to death like this, right? Anyway, he is the young master of the blood family, and he is really strong, so he won't be killed so easily, right?"

Looking at the Moon Picking Pavilion that had been reduced to ruins, the elder surnamed Bi from Stygian Moon Island touched the beard on his cheeks, and a flash of worry flashed in his eyes.

In any case, the blood cold madness is the initiator of this gathering, if he is beaten to death in public, and he and the others do not save him, the blood family will start a madness, but it will be difficult to explain.

"Hmph, who doesn't know that the life martial arts of the blood family are hard and durable, especially the life martial arts techniques of the blood family are the kind that grind the dead and do not pay for their lives, the most difficult to destroy, how can they be killed?"

A gleam flashed in Hu Kesha's eyes, looking at the ruins submerged in dust, and said faintly: "However, this time, the blood cold mania is really embarrassing to be thrown to grandma's house, let's retreat a little first, so as not to wait for the blood cold madness to launch a madness, and we will suffer from the disaster of the pond fish again." ”

"Boom~"

Before Huksha finished speaking, he saw a terrifying loud noise suddenly come from the ruins of the Moon Picking Pavilion, and then a thick blood light rose into the sky, like a hot knife cutting butter, piercing through the dust and dust in the sky, and shooting directly into the sky sky, the light was dazzling, and even dyed the moon a dark red.

"Damn bitch, you've pissed me off!"

In the blood-colored pillar of light, a somewhat embarrassed figure roared angrily, and the robe on his body was tattered, like a beggar, and it was the blood madness that was personable and Zhizhu was in his hands.

It's just that at this moment, he no longer has the calm and noble of the previous young master of the blood family, like a gambler who loses red eyes, angry and corrupt, and completely loses his former demeanor.

"Noise, no more verbosity, hammer you to death!"

The next moment, with a low drink, a dark red light rose from the ruins like a meteor, and slammed into the blood-colored pillar of light with lightning speed, accurately hitting the head of the blood-cold maniac!

"Bang!"

Even from afar, everyone could hear a tooth-aching crash, even a daring person like Huksha had changed his face at this moment, their martial arts eyes were extraordinary, and they naturally saw that what was wrapped in the dark red light before was a round-headed sledgehammer, which was one of the twin hammers that Zhao Han was holding when he smashed violently before.

", I'm going to kill you!"

When the blood cold frenzy reappeared, the description was extremely miserable, the head was broken and the blood flowed, and even the door of the head was concave two inches inward, and a pair of eye pupils were emitting a strange glow at the moment, as if there was substance, behind him, the phantom "gurgling" sucked the blood flowing from his body, condensed as if it were a living person, and a breath that made the true life of the martial arts tremble rose from this phantom.

All the surrounding truths, Lingyun Martial Arts, all changed color at this moment.

"It's ......"

The elder surnamed Bi's eyes widened, and after a moment, he seemed to remember something, and his face was pale without a trace of blood.

"It's a forbidden move of the blood family, and there is no forgiveness for blood. Huksha was also pale with blood, gritted his teeth, and said hatefully, "Damn, once this trick is used, there won't be any living creatures within a radius of several miles, hurry up!"

After speaking, he shook his hand and led the martial artist to whom Black Wind Island belonged to quickly left.

Seeing this, the other martial artists also immediately evacuated, gritted their teeth one by one, spread their feet, and ran desperately, as if there was a murderous monster chasing after them.