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The thin old man didn't know, he was in a hurry, Zhuge Chunqiu was more anxious than him, the shouting in the distance was getting louder and louder, after the first batch of ninjas who came to check were killed, the Fusang people had already expected that the situation was not right, and they shouted one after another, but Zhuge Chunqiu They didn't understand.

With his feet heavily on the ground, Zhuge Chunqiu directly slapped the black tiger and ran towards the thin old man.

The fist is strong, and the thunder is bursting!

A good Zhuge Chunqiu, it is really omniscient with fists and feet, and the seemingly ordinary punch is actually the boxing skill in the hands of Ben Lei, the famous stunt of Ben Lei Dao Lord Jun Buxian hundreds of years ago.

"Bang!"

The two fists clashed, and the fists and phoenixes scattered, and they were rolled up and slashed and flew indiscriminately, so that Zhong Yin, who was protecting the Dharma for Yiren and Lan Ling, had to wave a sword curtain to prevent affecting the two who were healing their injuries.

In this way, the thin old man only felt a light in his eyes, and his moves became more violent, intentionally or unintentionally leading the battlefield towards Zhong Yin's side.

Zhuge Chunqiu, who woke up, suddenly felt a lot of money.

turned the fist into a palm, and for a while, from the masculine and domineering Benlei box, to the feminine and lingering palm.

Zhuge Chunqiu's change of tricks caught the thin old man off guard.

He himself cut off an arm, his strength was greatly damaged, and now he has just adapted to the one-armed style of play, and he has not yet realized it by relying on the raging anger in his chest under the hard fight, at this moment Zhuge Chunqiu's fist suddenly changed, turning into a feminine and lingering palm, and suddenly the pressure was gone, and the strength of his body was dissipated like a tide.

Caught in Zhuge Chunqiu's palm moves, the only remaining one-arm of the thin old man was entangled by Zhuge Chunqiu's entanglement.

Fang Cai was like a tiger in one go, and was relieved of his momentum by Zhuge Chunqiu's sudden change of moves, and the sequelae of excessive blood loss also came at the right time, and the thin old man suddenly fell into a dilemma and struggled.

Even if the thin old man tried his best, he never got rid of Zhuge Chunqiu's grasp.

The wound on the severed arm, the blood that had stopped, also began to flow, and for no reason, the thin old man was dizzy for a while.

Maybe it's the fear of death, maybe it's the return to the light before death.

A strong momentum suddenly surged out of the thin old man's body, allowing him to break free from Zhuge Chunqiu's palm grip in one fell swoop.

After a while, the ninjas and samurai who came to help had not broken through the defense line of the woman in white and the pair of siblings, and they were unreliable after all.

The thin old man knows his own situation, and there is no hope of escape, so let's fight, die, and pull one up.

"Yaga! Dead, dead!"

The thin old man shouted, gathering all the energy of his body in this punch, he knew that this despicable young man in front of him was physically strong, and he was close to running out of oil at the moment.

A tragic momentum erupted from the thin old man, and with just one punch, it was diametrically opposed to the previous wind and thunder bursts, and there was no life. It seems slow, but it's fast.

The thin old man asked himself, this was the strongest move he had made in his life, the most perfect move.

Zhuge Chunqiu's body froze, his pupils dilated suddenly, and it was impossible to dodge.

Retreat! Retreat!

It was the only thought in his mind.

He retreated quickly, and the thin old man's punch was faster.

In the distance, Nangong Yuyun, who was disfigured by Tianshu, had been paying attention to the movement here because of what had just happened.

From the thin old man breaking free from Zhuge Chunqiu's palm to punching out, it only happened in a blink of an eye, even if she had the heart to stop it, she couldn't do anything, only with a wave of her sleeve robe, a little cold light suddenly shot out, and directly took the punch of the thin old man, intending to dissolve the strength of this punch.

At this moment, the thin old man put life and death at risk, and it was no longer useful to encircle Wei to save Zhao, unless someone could be sure that the thin old man would be killed before he killed Zhuge Chunqiu.

Where the fist is, the surrounding scene is slightly distorted, just like the distorted scene on the raging fire, the power of a punch is actually as strong as a force.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The ice crystals shot out of Tianshu's disfigured Nangong Yuyu collided with this punch, and after a crisp sound, it disappeared, and the fist momentum was still unstoppable, only a few points of castration slowed down.

Hide, there is no way to hide, Zhuge Chunqiu gritted his teeth, hugged his hands round, stretched forward, just wrapped around the arm of the thin old man, and when he was struck by lightning, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Zhuge Chunqiu gritted his teeth, grabbed the arms of the thin old man with both hands, and in the disbelief of the thin old man, he led him into his arms, and with a shake of his body, he slipped into the arms of the thin old man.

"Poof!"

Zhuge Chunqiu didn't have time to take care of the shaking qi all over his body, so he directly hit his shoulder and crashed into the arms of the thin old man.

"Poof!poof!"

Zhuge Chunqiu only used the horizontal strength of his flesh to hit the chest of the thin old man, punching into the flesh, without any rules, just fast and heavy!

Gradually, the body of the thin old man was beaten back again and again by Zhuge Chunqiu.

Zhuge Chunqiu didn't know how many punches he had punched, but he felt a burst of comfort all over his body.

"Bang!"

Zhuge Chunqiu punched out with all his might, and the body of the thin old man was knocked out and embedded in the plank of the wooden house behind him.

"Gollum!

The thin old man opened his mouth, and a large mouthful of blood foamed out.

"Brother Chunqiu, he is mine, I want to avenge my mother!"

Zhuge Chunqiu was about to step forward and end the life of the thin old man with a punch, but with the help of Yiren, Lan Ling Yimeng, who had taken the Death Pill, woke up.

With the support of Yiren. Lan Ling Yimeng picked up the short knife on the side and slowly stood up.

Lan Ling Yimeng, with the support of Yiren, slowly walked in front of the thin old man, with a pale face, the bloody mark on the corner of his mouth made people feel pity.

Breaking free of Yiren's support, Lan Ling Yimeng's eyes were full of hatred as he looked at the thin old man.

"Hey, hey!"

The thin old man grinned and grinned, and a large mouthful of blood foamed out.

Lan Ling Yimeng waved the knife, and the only remaining arm of the thin old man was broken, and she herself stumbled, almost falling to the ground.

was so frightened that Yiren on the side hurriedly helped her up.

Lan Ling Yimeng gasped heavily, and with every breath, there was a pain all over his body.

The short knife in his hand stabbed out with all his might, and directly inserted it into the shriveled chest of the thin old man, obviously, the ribs were no longer broken by Zhuge Chunqiu, even if Lan Ling Yimeng didn't kill him, he wouldn't survive.

"Hey, hey!"

The thin old man was still grinning, a large mouthful of blood foam gushing out with fragments of internal organs, and his eyes were full of pity when he looked at Lan Ling Yimeng.

Lan Ling Yimeng hated it, hated his smile very much, and struggled with the short knife in his hand.

The thin old man's eyes burst out, like a dead fish.

"The fish has taken the bait!"

The thin old man muttered in an inaudible voice, completely out of breath, and still had a strange smile on his face.

Lan Lingyimeng, who had taken revenge, was not happy at all, his body weakened and he fainted.

Yiren on the side hurriedly supported her, hugged her in his arms, looked at the corpse of the thin old man, and flashed a touch of hatred, the strange smile on her face made her feel uneasy, but she didn't know why.

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