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Chapter four hundred and fifty seventh flattered

With his profound cultivation, the Black-clothed Ghost King attempted to suppress the destructive fist that invaded his body, but eventually suffered heavy damage! In fact, his killing methods were extremely clever and he could not even use one-fifth of them. On the one hand, he was careless and looked down on the enemy.

, choose to fight empty-handedly, on the other hand, Fu Jingtao's boxing skills are too domineering and cannot resist and resolve them.

Looking around the world, who else has reached such a level of warriors of this age? This punch touched the edge of the great way, and implicitly destruction laws, which were above the ordinary! It was really unwise to offend such people in the seven great families; and

He actually took on this assassination mission and was really a bloody disaster for eight lifetimes. It was so hateful, it was too late to regret it! The ghost king in black recovered his mind in the severe pain, ignored everything else, turned around and ran away.

How could Fu Jingtao allow the enemy to leak his secret after escaping. The true energy flowed back and raised his hand and punched him out. The second punch had no momentum of the huge madman, and even the sound of the wind was not alarmed. All the power was condensed into

1. With the taste of returning to nature and being ingenious.

The iron fist seemed slow and fast, hitting the back of the Ghost King Killer with a pop.

The black-clothed ghost king's body trembled slightly and kept jumping into the air. He jumped up several times with the wild pine trees on the cliff. He was about to step onto the top of the cliff. His chest and back suddenly exploded the mouth of the bowl.

A big blood hole and gorgeous blood flowers bloomed in the air. His limbs froze, and his mouth let out a long and desperate howl, falling from the sky uncontrollably, and he fell to the bottom of the cliff, making his flesh and blood blurred.

The Ghost King Killer who was roaming the world fell silently in the mountains.

Fu Jingtao wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh out loud. The true energy dissipated and returned to the Dantian. He felt pain everywhere inside and outside. A strong sense of weakness surged in. He immediately fainted. He tried hard to kill his strong enemy.

After being demonized, he used the Fist of Destruction. His spirit and physical strength were overdrawn. At this moment, his mind was relaxed and he could no longer hold on.

The wind is howling in the mountains and the weeds are undulating.

About half an hour later, a white figure appeared on the top of the cliff, and it was Yin Lianlian who came over. Her dress was stained with blood and her temples were messy. She looked at the bottom of the cliff with her eyebrows frowned and murmured:

"This little unconscience will not die, right?" He flew lightly and saw the blood everywhere and the bodies of the killers, and his eyes were so shocked that he widened his eyes.

Fu Jingtao actually killed four major killers with his own strength, including a powerful man at the Ghost King level?! What an exaggeration and such a brilliant record!

Even if she was the Queen of the Evil Sect, she had gone through hard battles to kill a ghost-faced killer. If the opponent was a ghost king-level killer, she would have to escape in panic. And what can Fu Jingtao do? He actually staged a battle with

The reversal of the weak defeats the strong! How deep is he hiding his potential? Is there a boy who is stronger and more magical than him in the martial arts world?

Yin Lianlian's heart was surging, and she couldn't help but feel aroused a ray of worship. This is a powerful man who is truly against the will of heaven. He has been living to death repeatedly, and no one can stop him!

She quickly picked up Fu Jingtao who was unconscious. Seeing that he was still breathing faintly, a big stone in her heart finally landed on the ground. She pressed her palm tightly on her vest and continuously transported her true energy. After a while, Fu Jingtao woke up slowly.

, I felt the soft and comfortable headrest, the faint fragrance lingered at the tip of my nose, my heart beat wildly for a few minutes, and said softly: "White Lotus, thank you!"

Yin Lianlian's cheeks flushed slightly and she said softly: "How is your injury?"

Fu Jingtao smiled and said, "I can't die for the time being! But I was injured inside and outside, and I have squeezed my strength too much. I am afraid I will be unable to deal with the enemy in the short term. Don't leave me alone!"

Yin Lianlian sighed softly: "Who did you offend? Did you dig someone's ancestral tomb? Otherwise, why did the Hall of Hell send five killers to assassinate you? You can still breathe alive now. It's God's blessing that God and Buddha have given you mercy.



Fu Jingtao thought about it and decided to keep it secret. He could not watch the flag of Xuanyuan Gate fall down. If that happens, the relatives will hurt and the enemy will be happy. He shrugged and said, "I have countless enemies, Khitan, Western Shu, and South."

Who doesn’t want to cut off my head in the Tang royal family and take the opportunity to humiliate the Song Dynasty? As long as I stop me from stepping into Kaifeng, they will pay any price."

Yin Lianlian nodded and said, "The establishment of the Song Dynasty Qingyun List is shocking, which has attracted the warriors of the world to move, and you are the one with the most attention! The royal family of Zhao Song wants to gather the masters of the world and sweep the eight wildernesses, with too much ambition, Nan Tang and others

How could the country agree? Killing you will destroy the opening ceremony of the Qingyun List. This is indeed a huge deal.”

Fu Jingtao said with a frown: "If I had known that the reputation of being harmed, I would never have tried my best to fight for it on Lingyun Peak."

Yin Lianlian chuckled and said, "Everything has its pros and cons. Don't you know what you can do with a big splash?"

Fu Jingtao smiled bitterly and said, "Compared with Xu Ming, I still care more about my life. By the way, search for those killers to see if they have healing medicine?"

Yin Lianlian did what he said, and found a bunch of hidden weapons, silver and elixirs. After distinguishing which bottle of gold sore medicine was clearly identified, he poured the powder on his wound without hesitation, then tear off his skirt, carefully

Bandage him. Fu Jingtao was flattered and really didn't understand why she turned so gentle. Could it be that the sun came out from the west today?

Yin Lianlian gave him a blank look: "Why are you looking at me like this? Don't you recognize me?"

Fu Jingtao smiled and said, "The beauty is like a picture, and she is not tired of seeing it all. The peerless beauty is by my side. My eyes are not blind, so of course I have to look carefully."

Yin Lianlian's face was slightly hot, showing a rare shy expression, just like a white lotus with affection, exuding a charming charm. Fu Jingtao was so scared that he quickly closed his eyes and recited the mantra silently, so that the devil in his body would not wake up with the momentum.

Lian Lian spat lightly, turned around and picked out some pills, and put them all in his arms.

After Fu Jingtao recovered his strength a little, he stood up and picked up his dagger first, then lifted off the killers' masks one by one, and looked at their faces carefully.

Yin Lianlian couldn't help asking: "The origin of the killers in the Hall of Hell is mysterious. No one in the world has ever known them. Have you seen them before?"

Fu Jingtao shook his head and said, "I don't know them." In fact, the children of the seven major families have family characteristics, and the differences are quite big. If you carefully distinguish them, you can roughly guess their origins. For example, Fu Jingtao, his

His appearance was exactly the same as Xiao Hen. Luo Ming, Wu Li, Xie Yuanzhen and others concluded at a glance that he was a descendant of the Xiao family.

Yin Lianlian pouted and said, "I'm stingy, forget it if I don't want to say it!"

Fu Jingtao put away his mask and smiled indifferently: "This place is full of blood and energy, so it is not advisable to stay for a long time. If the Palace of Hell sends a second wave of killers as support, then we can only bury our bones here."
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