Chapter 108: The Master Takes Refuge
"It's easy to bully Lao Tzu, right! Dare to deal with me alone!" Senior Brother Song scolded angrily, his opponent was a powerful martial arts master, the two were equal, but Senior Brother Song felt insulted.
Rui Yinghua is also a martial artist, why is she dealing with the two of them, and he Senior Brother Song has only one enemy.
Senior Brother Song became manic, his whole body flashed with starlight, and he displayed his family heirloom martial arts, so he wanted to make his opponent look good!
"Kill this kid in fancy clothes!" "The crowd who rushed out of the room roared angrily and went straight to Longze.
There are thirty or fifty people in this line, each holding a sword, and they are also elite warriors.
"Strange costumes, your sister! Blind your dog's eyes, Lao Tzu, this is a little suit. "Long Ze shouted, aren't they all elite warriors?
The spring of life, the autumn song of death!
Long Ze's will to live and death martial arts descended, and he rushed straight towards the thirty or fifty elite martial artists.
"Bang! bang......"
Long Ze's martial will crushed all the way, breaking the martial will of many enemies, using both hands and feet, killing and blood.
"Ahh
"If you are a beginner in martial arts, you dare to come and hang out, go to death!" Long Zele went crazy and kicked this person down from the second floor, making him vomit blood.
There has never been only Long Ze who crosses the ranks to fight, and Wufu Xiaocheng also dares to come to mix, not looking for death!
"Arrogance! So many people besiege you, and you dare to do it. A master holding a dragon ring knife scolded Long Ze, and the heavy dragon ring knife slashed directly at Long Ze's face.
Long Ze sneered, and the will of the martial arts fully covered him, and his limbs didn't pay attention to him. The peak master of martial arts who held the dragon ring knife actually held the knife in both hands, and he couldn't split it alive or dead!
Seeing the shock in the eyes of the Dragon Ring Sword master, Long Ze shouted disdainfully to him: "The soldiers are all in front!"
The champion sutra boosts his own morale, and the other four buff martial arts bless the whole body, killing the dragon ring sword master in the encirclement of the enemy.
The attacking sword dragon Ze shook open one by one, clenched his fists with both hands, and directly collided with the sword soldiers, clanging and sparks burst out!
Twenty inches of internal force sea, by no means as simple as doubling the capacity of internal force, all kinds of martial arts were used by Long Ze, it was so powerful.
It turns out that this is what the dean and the master said, is it powerful? It does not come from external objects, but from the strong itself.
Looking at the fear in the eyes of the Dragon Ring Sword master, Long Ze only felt extremely comfortable, and his blood was boiling!
A long sword pierced Long Ze's right eye, and Long Ze pinched the long sword with his left hand with confidence.
"Huh?" The enemy had a shock in his eyes, and the sword in his hand didn't hurt Long Ze in the slightest.
Long Ze's left hand was glowing, and he only used five medium-gain martial arts, and with the blessing of the metallic internal force of the Jin Xiao martial arts method, his hands were so strong that he could hardly catch the sword soldiers!
The opponent had shock in his eyes, and wanted to snatch the long sword held by Long Ze, how could Long Ze let him get his wish, and pulled his left hand hard, letting him even come with a sword to meet him.
This feeling makes Long Ze very cool, the opponent is like a chicken, let him knead it at will, and life and death are all in Long Ze's thoughts!
Remembering that he had been treated like this in the stormtrooper army, Long Ze was very unhappy. If it weren't for the help of Wu Fuzi, I am afraid that he would have fallen and become a buried bone in the battlefield.
Thinking of this, Long Ze used a force in his hand and directly broke the long sword, and the broken sword went straight into the enemy's chest.
"Poof!" the man spat out a mouthful of blood, his sword stabbing him in the heart, and he fell to the second floor, dead and dead.
"It's your turn!" Long Ze said to the Dragon Ring Knife Master.
At this moment, Long Ze is like a demon god, and his momentum is monstrous. Thirty or fifty enemies didn't hurt Long Ze in the slightest, and they didn't even cut off their long hair, but they were killed by Long Ze more than ten people!
"You, you're the devil, the devil ......" The dragon ring knife master was frightened by Long Ze's killing posture, his mouth was slurred, and his will was depressed, so he turned around and ran.
How could Long Ze spare him, who knows if he was pretending to be crazy and stupid, and he actually dared to ambush himself.
The figure roared past from the encirclement, and his right hand went straight to the shoulder blade of the Dragon Ring Sword master, wanting to abolish him!
"Bang!"
A fair-skinned, thin palm slapped and collided with Long Ze's palm, and powerful energy collided, making a violent sound.
Long Ze took a step back and looked fixedly, and a thin man holding a flute walked out.
Was it that he took his punch? Long Ze was puzzled in his heart, he was very confident in his punch, and it was impossible for ordinary people to catch it.
This is a master of martial arts peak cultivation, with a tall posture, but he is thin. The waist pole is not even half of Long Ze, it is like a bean, and it is a long bean.
"Who are you? You were singing the flute earlier?" Long Ze didn't see the man in white holding a flute when he entered the door, it turned out that this thing was playing.
The weak man did not speak, but played with a flute in his hand.
The sound of the flute was exciting and crisp and loud, but it made Long Ze irritable.
What kind of magic sound is this? It actually disturbs people's hearts and makes people's minds uncertain.
"This is a fight! What flute are you playing!" Long Ze became irritable and went straight to the thin man, about to beat this heartless goods.
Fight, fight, you actually play the flute! Why don't you play Xiao?
"Kill!" The other people took advantage of Long Ze's uncertainty, wanting to kill Long Ze, and for a while the sword flashed under the oil lamp, and it was close to Long Ze's life.
"Look for death!" Long Zeshi displayed the sword mark of the high-grade martial arts secret method, his hands were like the tips of the sword, and the sharp qi was shining.
Hands flew and made contact with everyone, and with a few clicks, everyone's weapons were broken one by one.
Kill!
Long Ze's killing intent was like a rainbow, and he rushed directly into the crowd to blow up the enemies.
At this moment, a swarm of butterfly bees actually swarmed from the room, following the sound of the thin man's flute, disturbing Long Ze.
This is a prodigal goods that attract bees and butterflies!
Long Ze scolded angrily, and a cloud of butterflies and bees pounced on Long Ze's face, interfering with Long Ze's vision.
Losing eyes is a big problem, Long Ze hurriedly counterattacked, punching the bee swarm, but was dodged by the bees.
These bees can fly, but they are too mobile and very tricky!
Looking at the thin man in the distance playing the flute proudly, Long Ze was angry.
A broken knife went straight to Long Ze's armpit, making Long Ze more and more irritable.
At this moment, there are bees and butterflies flying in front of Long Ze, surrounded by enemies, and there are thin men eyeing at him, and there are many crises!
"Sima!" Long Ze shouted, needing Sima's escort.
Holding the broken knife under his armpit, Long Ze's vision was blocked, but he followed the direction of the knife and went straight to the knife master with one palm.
The man was shocked, and was directly slapped by Long Ze with a palm, his internal organs were shattered, and he died directly!
"Shhh
Long Ze heard Sima's hissing and his spirit was shocked.
Sima, I really didn't disappoint Long Ze!
"What! how is it possible!" Long Ze heard the angry words of the thin man in the distance, and he didn't know why.