Chapter Ninety-Two: Extremely Dangerous

The four of them surrounded Zhou Cong, sometimes like a warm spring breeze, sometimes like a scorching sun, sometimes in the autumn breeze, sometimes cold and biting, suddenly, one person had a pair of ice thorns in his hand, shining with a crystal cold light, killing intent vomited, and stabbed down towards Zhou Cong as fast as the wind. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Zhou Cong moved half a step to the side, just dodged the ice spike, and the whirring fist wind came again, and it burst like a scorching sun, and suddenly smashed when the ice spike was withdrawn.

Zhou Cong's two fists burst out, his fists shining with golden light, and he met the two fists that were as hot as the sun.

The four fists intersected, a huge sound of critical impact, and the violent air waves spread like ripples to the surroundings, and everyone around them intuitively felt a burst of hot wind in winter, and the muscles that blew hurt.

The scorching sun fist method is as violent as the sun, and the Decepticon fist is even more ruthless, and under the exchange, the scorching sun fist shattered, and his arms hung down weakly.

The spring breeze palm overcomes rigidity with softness, and suddenly floats to, gently imprinted on Zhou Cong's back, Zhou Cong's back is shocked, and the pale golden domineering suddenly condenses the back.

The person who made the spring breeze palm was shocked by the tiger's body, and quickly turned into his hands and drilled into his arms, only to see that person, his palms gently swirled behind Zhou Cong's back, and he kicked and kicked!

The autumn wind legs swept Zhou Cong's neck, Zhou Cong turned his head sideways, and stretched out his arms to block the weak willow's kick. Immediately, another fist, like gold, as fast as lightning, slammed into Qiu Feng's leg.

The sound of breaking sounded, and there was a terrible scream, and the Four Elephants fell to the ground, trembling all over, and looked at this incredible young man with a face full of consternation.

The Spring and Winter of the Four Elephants attacked from both sides, and in an instant, Zhou Cong stretched out his hand, and the Overlord Halberd suddenly came out, and the blood gushing out of the Winter Elephant flowed down the halberd of the war halberd.

The Spring of the Four Elephants cultivated to a high level, flashed his waist and progressed, and he ravaged his body along the halberd pole, combining the strength of the four people, all of them were defeated in an instant, not to mention that there was only one person left at this time.

Zhou Cong's halberd swept wildly, the halberd was as fast as the wind, fierce and domineering, and under the halberd, a figure vomited blood and flew out.

Zhou Cong looked at Zhang Wenxiao with a smile in his palm, with a thick disdain on his face, but he had already secretly taken the domineering energy in his body to the extreme.

The arrogant and domineering temperament, the eyes as cold as snow, the body is lonely, if it is integrated with the vast heaven and earth, in the hearts of everyone as if there is a person standing in front of him, tall as the sky, as vast as the sky, so that people pressure is greatly increased, but they can't find the source of that pressure.

The body is like a pine in the cold wind, a proud pine, a lonely overlord's air, if it is tangible, lingering around the body, the cold wind is cold, the halberd is also cold, and the hearts of everyone are even colder, as if they are naked in the ice and snow.

Everyone's hearts were sinking, and on Zhang Wenxiao's smiling face, a sharp light flashed, fierce as a knife, and the sharp light in his eyes flashed away, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly.

Zhang Wenxiao was secretly shocked in his heart, he didn't expect this kid surnamed Zhou to be so tricky, he couldn't help but bite his teeth, and secretly determined in his heart that he would never let Zhou Cong live.

"Hahaha, okay" Zhang Wenxiao's lazy body was still lying on the Hu bed, not moving, and his fat hands were clapping: "Sure enough, you are a hero out of a young man!" It's just that you broke into my Zhang family alone, even if you are a genius, but unfortunately you have not yet been proud of the world, so you fell here!"

Zhou Cong looked at Zhang Wenxiao silently, silently, for all the arrogance, it is better not to say a word, so that the enemy can not touch the weakness and give it the heaviest blow.

Zhou Cong held the halberd in his hand, carried it behind his back, glanced at everyone, his face was full of smiles, he knew that the more dangerous it was, the more calm he had to be, and the more he could make the enemy afraid, so he smiled!

Eyes like knives, staring at Zhang Wenxiao, Zhang Wenxiao was slightly cold! Scanning everyone, everyone intuitively felt that a sharp knife stabbed into the eyes, and they couldn't help but turn their heads to avoid Zhou Cong's gaze.

"Second brother, it seems that you have to make a move!" Zhang Wenxiao said with a treacherous smile to the second owner in the crowd

Erzhuang advocated Wen Yuan, and immediately asked, "Me?"

Zhang Wenxiao's smile was still the same: "Yes, it's you!"

Zhang Wenyuan couldn't help but take a step back: "Big brother, I've been unwell recently, can I send someone else?"

"Hahaha" Zhang Wenxiao laughed and said: "If you are unwell, you should rest more, like burying the dead, why do you need to deal with it yourself?"

Zhang Wenxiao's words were obviously concerned about his second brother, but in fact, he was secretly reminding Zhang Wenyuan that Zhou Cong must have done something to Zhou Cong.

Zhang Wenyuan's expression was dazed, and he lowered his head and said, "Brother Xie's kindness!"

Zhang Wenxiao said: "My own brother, since you are inconvenient, I will take action!"

I saw Zhang Wenxiao lying on the Hu bed, standing up suddenly, his breath was arrogant, looking down on the heroes, and under the soaring breath, his thin clothes seemed to be flying in the wind.

"Gongzi Zhou, I'll accompany you for a few moves!"

As he spoke, he flew and jumped, his body was like a meteor, and his sword was like the wind, shooting towards Zhou Cong.

Zhou Cong's halberd didn't dare to slack off, the halberd was horizontal in front of him, and with a crisp sound, the sword in Zhang Wenxiao's hand was broken into two. Zhang Wenxiao's cultivation is smart for Zhou, don't say that the sword is an ordinary sword weapon, and it will not be easily broken under the infusion of the master's aura.

But the sword halberd collided, and in just a moment, between the calcium carbide sparks, there was no time to think, Zhang Wenxiao's broken sword kept flashing the overlord halberd, and stabbed towards Zhou Cong's lower abdomen.

Zhou Cong waved his halberd sideways, the halberd was like the wind, and it smashed towards Zhang Wenxiao's head.

Zhang Wenxiao suddenly slashed out sideways, the broken sword was faster, and its tricky angle stabbed towards Zhou Cong's waist.

Zhou Cong's halberd sank, and his moves opened and closed, and he suddenly showed under Zhang Wenxiao's light and delicate sword, and he was overstretched. had to fall to the side, and Zhang Wenxiao broke his sword and stabbed the air.

But the sword in his hand was broken, and he suddenly took it out, like a flying arrow, and shot towards Zhou Cong who fell to the ground. Zhou Cong rolled to the side.

Just dodged, but saw that Zhang Wenxiao had another sword in his hand at some point, as thin as cicada wings, with a simple style. The sword wind is piercing, the sword is as thin as paper, and it specializes in breaking the body refining exercises, and even if you are like steel, you will also be pierced by a sword.

Zhang Wenxiao's move, a series of moves, seemed to be endless, and Zhou Cong found it difficult to get up for a while. The body keeps rolling, and the danger is full of dangers!

Zhang Wenxiao's sword was as fast as a sword, but the sword was useless, and he couldn't help but sweat on his forehead.

Zhou Cong's figure suddenly rolled like an outsider, and he stood up suddenly, although it was only for a moment, but at this moment, it gave Zhang Wenxiao a chance.

I saw that his thin sword was like a snake out of a hole, the speed was like electricity, and the blade was weird, stabbing towards Zhou Cong with a sword.

If this sword stabbed Zhou Cong, blood would splash five steps. The tip of the sword, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, was getting closer and closer in Zhou Cong's eyes, and the fierce killing intent and the sharp edge of the sword made Zhou Cong's neck ache like a needle prick.

There is no way to avoid it, this sword Zhou Cong will definitely die, and even everyone in Zhangjiazhuang on the field closed their eyes, it is a pity for the most amazing genius on this continent.