In terms of the deep internal force and ghostly body of the four ghosts in Xiangxi, if there is no drag of 13000, it is almost impossible to kill them in one fell swoop, even if Zhu ignores them in the future, it is only after finding their flaws that he unexpectedly relies on the internal force of the 4 ghosts to absorb the internal force of the four ghosts, which can only be said to be 130000 who died by himself, and he had to be blatantly sent to the door.

"Well, well, finally got rid of a big problem in my heart. Cao Zhengchun fell to the corpse of the four ghosts, laughed loudly, and was able to solve the problem of 13,000, which was tantamount to getting rid of Zhu Wuzhi's right-hand man, and the family business under 13,000 could be swallowed into Langzhong and used by Dongchang, with this wealth that was enough to compare with the treasury, even if he Cao Zhengchun was not the emperor, he could be above 10,000 people under one person.

And on the other side, there is a terrifying figure from the east gate of the capital, as if flying swallows swept by, with a strong wind, the person who came was dressed in a python robe, with a square face, not angry and self-assured, with a faint anxiety and excitement between the eyebrows, it was the mighty iron god Hou Zhu ignored, from the east factory as soon as he started, Zhu ignored and received a secret report from the Dragon Villa, but he did not rush over at the first time, Wan 300 is the henchman of the East Factory, and it is not the problem of Zhu Ignorance, but in a short time, he gave birth to a bold plan today, sit on the profits of the fisherman, and annihilate 13000 and Cao Zhengchun in one fell swoop。

Soon after the death of the first emperor, the little emperor had just ascended the throne, as long as he mastered the Dongchang and the Dragon Protector Villa at the same time, relying on the hidden help of the court, Zhu ignored as long as he raised his arms and shouted, he could not follow the example of the ancestor Zhu Di, and then ascend to the position of the ninety-five and dominate the world.

It can only be said that whether it is Cao Zhengchun or Zhu Ignorance, they are both old foxes, and Wan Sanqian has just become the chess piece that decides the outcome and the fat meat that both sides covet.

Cao Zhengchun has already killed the four ghosts of Xiangxi and 13,000, and has done the most important step in his plan, and Zhu Wuzhi has also consumed the people of Dongchang as he wished, and the next thing is the competition of hard power. Zhu Ignore is sure to outperform Cao Zhengchun, and Cao Zhengchun and Zhang Zheng are also sure to beat Zhu Ignorance.

It is not known who killed the deer.

The black-clothed arrow team masters on both sides of the mountain road have long been eliminated by the four ghosts, and the corpses fell horizontally in the snow, the blood flowed down the river, staining the ground red, and finally gathered in the low-lying place to form a pool of blood, and the rich smell of blood drifted along the mountain wind, attracting many hibernating beasts, but the terrifying murderous aura shrouded around the Shura field made these beasts only dare to wander in the distance, letting out an unwilling roar.

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Zhang Zheng put away the long knife and stood quietly in the snow, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was pretending to sleep, but in fact, he was breathing the true qi in his body, adjusting his mood, and keeping his state to the peak moment, facing Zhu Ignorance, this is a very dangerous thing, if he doesn't pay attention to it, he will follow in the footsteps of these corpses, and he must use the strongest strength to face the enemy.

Cao Zhengchun on the side was much calmer, but the excitement on his face couldn't be hidden. has been fighting with Zhu Wuzhi for more than ten years, although he has not forced out the strongest strength of the other party, but the strength of Tiangang Boy is undoubted, if Zhu Wuzhi does not absorb the internal strength of the masters of the ten major factions, it is really difficult to say whether he wins or loses in the end.

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The cold wind howled, bringing up snowflakes fluttering, withered leaves with the wind, biased to the unknown direction, the drizzle in the sky slowly stopped, the snowflakes soared, fluttering and sprinkling, after dozens of breaths, all the corpses were covered, the warm blood was frozen into blood-colored ice crystals, and the hideous appearance of these people before death could be vaguely seen.

Life and death have a life, wealth is in the sky, this is life.

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In less than a cup of tea, there was a violent whistling sound from the flying snow in the distance, and the surging internal force rushed through the flying snow, and a dignified and majestic momentum rose, like a huge mountain, slowly floating over.

It's a terrible momentum, in the whole world, there are only two people who can have this kind of oppression, one of them is still imprisoned in the prison, and the identity of the other is naturally about to come out.

"It's coming. Zhang Zhengmeng, who was in a false sleep, opened his eyes, and wisps of bright light flashed in his white ice-like eyes, and the air in front of him made a "poof" sound, as if it was torn apart by a sharp steel knife.

At the same time, a condensed and sharp sword momentum also erupted from his body, and the cold wind around him whistled and hovered beside Zhang Zheng.

"Haha, Zhu ignores, today is your death. After a few breaths, Cao Zhengchun took the lead, rolled up a powerful Tiangang vitality with both hands and blasted towards the comer, like a gunpowder explosion, the handprint smashed the air, shook the wind and snow, and blasted out in an unmatchable attitude, Cao Zhengchun's figure disappeared on the ground, and the whole person jumped out of ten zhang high, condescendingly pushed out the palm force, and the endless palm wind swept out.

"You steer, how can this king spare you? Zhu ignored the angry words, the figure did not stop, but rushed towards Cao Zhengchun at a faster speed, the same palms came out, the internal force was agitated, and before they collided together, the internal force of the two began to clash.

"Peng" four palms firmly together, the powerful Qi wave of Zhu ignored the black hair dancing wildly, the python robe flew together, only to see a trace of killing intent in his eyes, and then turned into a joke, at this moment, Cao Zhengchun suddenly felt a terrifying internal force back, the palm wind was broken, his own pure Tiangang boy's internal force could not be stopped, in a thousand moments, Cao Zhengchun forcibly encouraged the true qi in his body to shake Zhu Ignorance's palm, and then with the help of this shock force, he retreated seven or eight feet away, avoiding Zhu Ignorance's palm force.

Zhu ignored the fact that he wanted to pursue, but he was stopped by a bleak knife light, and the terrible edge ran through his whole body, and it was Zhang Zheng who shot it, and the long knife was chopped down on the head, and the knife momentum was endless, and it was like a note, blocking his way forward.

"Is it you?" Zhu Wuzhi exclaimed, and then his face showed disdain, without dodging or dodging, he directly reached out his hands and grabbed the falling knife light.

The "card rubbing" knife light exploded, and one hand slammed into Zhang Zheng's chest in the air, shaking him back, while Zhu ignored it and fell steadily.

Two moves, although he and Cao Zhengchun were not injured, but they fell below, even if Zhang Zheng had already put Zhu Ignorance's status very high in his heart, only now did he find out that this person is really terrifying, and his internal force is boundless, and it is completely a matter of breaking through the trick with force, no matter how clever your knife skills are, you can't withstand hundreds of years of internal force.

"No way, how can your skills improve so quickly. Cao Zhengchun said in horror, and Zhu ignored it and just shook his head and didn't speak, but the disdain in his eyes became heavier. This made Cao Zhengchun almost crazy.

"It is estimated that only the monster of the ancient three links can rely on the golden steel not bad magic and Zhu ignore the toughness. Zhang Zheng said secretly, there was not much frustration in his heart, the Dafa of absorbing Gong is too perverted, even if it is a fool, the internal force of absorbing others for hundreds of years is terrifying.

Zhu Ignorance is not without weakness, as long as his knife is fast enough and sharp enough, it can completely cut through his huge internal force.

At this time, Zhu Wuzhi turned his head, looked at Zhang Zheng, and said in a voice full of murderous intent: "I didn't expect it to be you, Ben Hou thought you were dead, but I didn't think that you would become the climate." He added: "I'll give you two paths, join the Dragon Guardian Villa or live, or die." "This is the bearing of the Iron Courage Divine Marquis, even if he faces two great enemies, he can talk and laugh freely, this kind of self-confidence can only be brought by strong strength.

"Forget it, my goal is to take off the head of the Divine Marquis. Zhang Zheng said in a deep voice, and then swung out.

"A slash against the wind. The slender and swarthy blade disappeared into the wind, and by the time it reappeared, he had already come behind Zhu Wushi, and the blade slashed down, tearing through the air.

There is no doubt that this knife was blocked, and Zhang Zheng slashed out seven or eight sword qi in a row, and the survey could only break through the true qi of the body protection that Zhu ignored.

Cao Zhengchun on the side of "boom" seized the opportunity, rolled up his palm from the front and pounced on Zhu Ignorance, relying on the pure yang internal force cultivated by Tiangang Tongzigong, Cao Zhengchun was barely able to resist Zhu Ignorance's huge internal force, but he was still pressed and beaten, if it wasn't for Zhang Zheng being held back by the side, he would definitely lose in less than thirty moves.

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The vibration caused by the fight between the three top martial artists in the world can be described as earth-shattering, the sword light, the palm wind is raging, the three completely different internal forces impact each other, and in the snow, the three figures are staggered.

The light of the knife cut through the cracks of seven or eight feet.

The palm is strong, blasting out a deep hole.

This kind of destructive power is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.