: I am an ancient madman. Chasing for thousands of miles

The aura of fighting against the heavens and the earth makes people moved. One punch has the power to overwhelm the sky! The heroes of the Zhijiao group are shocked by it.

This is the wildness that comes from the heart, the wild pride that goes deep into the bones.

In a nutshell, isn’t it just that “I am a madman from ancient times, and I am proud of Jiuzhou”

The sound shook the sky. The sound was as sonorous as gold and stone, and every word was like the killing sound of thunder.

Song Xihu was stunned and shocked, with only one thought flowing in his heart: "This man is really as powerful as the God of War. His power is overwhelming. He is so fierce and fierce, and he is such a dignified and heroic man."

Thinking about it, Song Xihu actually has some envy. People are born different, with different natures and different temperaments. No matter what, he will never have such a strong and awe-inspiring temperament. This comes from the heart and is revealed naturally. It is absolutely impossible to do it.

Fake.

I just want to come and be so heroic, and I will have no regrets in my life.

Since Zuo Wuzhou appeared, nine people have lost their lives in a row.

Song Xihu defeated one against six without any difficulty, maintaining an evenly matched situation.

There was a moment of sluggishness. These six people had already been beaten by Zuo Wuzhou in this god-shattering battle. Their hearts were broken and they escaped in a hurry. They went straight to Zuo Wuzhou.

Zuo Wuzhou suppressed the four great Martial Emperors with his single fist and iron arm, turned around and punched out, forcing these five people to retreat with one punch. After all, they were the four great Martial Emperors. Their cultivation was not trivial. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he rushed out and escaped, covered in blood.

After a while, I truly understood the horror of Zuo Wuzhou.

Emperor Hongwu was greatly frightened. Zuo Wuzhou's murderous aura and black attire were so vivid that he finally remembered something and shouted in horror: "It's him, the black-robed Martial Lord!"

"Let's go!" Immediately, the remaining ten people's expressions changed, and their faces turned pale. Remembering the horror, they whirred several times, and the ten people suddenly turned into lightning and fled, screaming as they ran: "Lin Zhou, you can't escape,

Mu Wuyu will definitely take your life. We will avenge today's revenge."

Everyone was horrified. They suddenly remembered the order given by Mu Longqing two and a half years ago, and even more so the casualties suffered by the Cheng family. The Frost Star Kingdom, because of that battle, had been severely weakened since then, and fell into a state overnight.

The bottom country in Cangyun District.

It’s not that they are timid. In fact, Mu Wu Yuyuan has explained that the black-clothed Martial Lord is the most powerful Martial Lord, comparable to the Martial Emperor. And as evidenced by Chengjia’s battle, none of the four great Martial Lords of Frost Star and one of the Martial Emperors survived.

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This place is the Forbidden Soul Mountain Range. As the number one Martial Lord, the black-clothed Martial Lord has taken a huge advantage. Emperor Hongwu and others are all experienced people, how could they not figure this out?

They also never expected that the Forbidden Soul Mountain Range was originally the place where Song Xihu was trapped and killed. However, it turned out to be the place where they were suppressed and put to death. It was harming others and harming themselves instead.

"You're a bitch!" Zuo Wuzhou's face was like iron. He swung his body, his arrogance rose to the sky, and immediately intercepted the two martial lords.

His right arm returned to normal. He used it again, like a war hammer, and struck the opponent. How could the martial lord be able to block this terrible punch? With a pop, his chest, bones and heart were shattered.

The left arm, which has been trained to be extremely flexible, half-swept from the waist, changed the move halfway, and actually started from the bottom up, killing the other warrior. The appearance was extremely miserable.

When the hare rises and the falcon falls, two people are killed in a row. Zuo Wuxing sweeps away with cold light, turning into a line of fire and chasing after them.

Song Xihu breathed a sigh of relief, and a trace of rosy color returned to his pale face! Seeing that Zuo Wuzhou was chasing him again, he was shocked and shocked: "It's a luck to survive. If you don't run away, why are you chasing me?"

However, Zuo Wuzhou glanced at him, but Song Xihu didn't want to be underestimated. He gritted his teeth and chased after him like the wind. He just smiled bitterly: "The rumored black-clothed warrior is indeed extremely murderous. Unexpectedly.

But he saved me."

Zuo Wuzhou said in a low voice, "You are mean-mouthed." Emperor Hongwu and the others were really mean-mouthed. If they ran away, they would run away. If they continued to say such harsh words, they would be seeking death.

The four great Martial Emperors, headed by Emperor Hongwu, led the other four Martial Lords to flee in panic. In fact, they may not have wanted to lure Zuo Wuzhou out of the Soul Forbidden Mountains and then attack in groups - the four great Martial Emperors could not defeat a single Martial Lord.

Jun.

But Zuo Wuzhou and Song Xihu are all credit for bringing one back. The ideas of Emperor Hongwu and others can be said to be the most correct. The only unrealistic thing is,

The Forbidden Soul Mountain Range here is full of dense forests, and it is autumn, but it is also the desolate feeling of endless fallen trees. But in this dense forest, with dead leaves falling and mourning, a purple electric light is far away.

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The speed of thunder and lightning. How fast. Ji Xiaomo was originally the most professional assassin, but after becoming a Martial Emperor, he could be called the most powerful person in the world. How could such an assassination be impossible?

In a panic, the four great martial emperors of Hongwu suddenly sensed the purple light attack. They were so close and how could they not have time. However, they saw a martial emperor howl in a shrill voice, which was shaken into the air. The purple light shattered his body, and blood filled his internal organs.

It became burnt.

Emperor Hongwu and others were horrified: "Martial Lord in black has an accomplice!"

It rose again, fell again, and bounced again. Ji Xiaomo's slender hands exploded with brilliance, intercepting the three great martial lords. For a moment, Zuo Wuzhou exploded the "Fire Thunder Wings", raised his arms and whizzed straight away, the roar was like an endless stream, seriously.

Both strong and domineering.

"Kill!" In the blink of an eye, Zuo Wuzhou fought several times with one of the Martial Lords. With a thought, the "saber soul" suddenly flowed into the blade, and the sword slashed out, transforming into a blood dragon and swallowing the Martial Lord. The head suddenly shot up to the sky, and the bodies were numbered.

Swing it, your neck is like a fountain of blood.

Song Xihu used a drag: it was difficult to resolve at the moment. Ji Xiaomo stepped in to help, but Zuo Wuzhou did not look back and flew like lightning: "Deal it!"

Without saying a word, Ji Xiaomo quickly chased after the three great martial emperors. Ji Xiaomo was used to it and had no other thoughts. Song

Zuo Wuzhou was stained like a bloody man, but he let out a wild laugh. It was a hearty laugh: "It's so happy, so happy!"

Sure enough, it had been a long time since he had fought so happily. Either he was too strong or too weak, and it was difficult for him to use it to his fullest. This time, he fired hundreds of punches in a row, and all the emptiness and depression accumulated in the past four or five years were wiped away.

And empty.

For a moment, I feel refreshed, comfortable, and relaxed.

Emperor Hongwu and the two were already horrified, and just when they were about to rush to kill Zuo Wuzhou, the breaths of Ji Xiaomo and Song Xihu came as fast as thunder!

The two of them were frightened. They looked at Zuo Wuzhou who was enjoying himself and gritted his teeth and ran away. They refused to admit that they were timid, and only comforted them: "This black-clothed warrior is too strong. If you get entangled with him, there will be no way to survive until Song Xihu comes."

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The appearance of Ji Xiaomo and Song Xihu's breath also woke up Zuo Wuzhou, who was addicted to physical and mental comfort. With a loud drink, the depression of the past was released: "Good! It's fun!"

After briefly observing the state of his soul power, Zuo Wuzhou turned into lightning and chased after him without thinking!

Song Xihu was surprised and smiled bitterly: "Still chasing?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Ji Xiaomo didn't hesitate at all, and even cast his body skills to chase after him.

Song Xihu was speechless. He murmured to himself: "Now, I understand why Mu Longqing regards him as such a big problem. This man is really wild and unruly. I don't know what kind of person he is in this world."

I dare not do it.”

"Mr. Wu is chasing after Emperor Wu. Haha." Song Xihu smiled very bitterly, with a hint of sadness for the death of a rabbit and the sadness of a fox.

Relying on his short-range speed, Ji Xiaomo quickly caught up with Zuo Wuzhou and said in a deep voice: "Still chasing?"

Zuo Wuzhou didn't say a word. From the unmoving eyes, he knew what he meant. Ji Xiaomo had no choice but to smile bitterly under his cold expression: "They are Emperor Wu, they can't catch up!"

"I can do it." Zuo Wuzhou finally spoke out, his voice clear. It made people feel strong: "I will kill them even if they escape to the ends of the earth."

"Why, there is no hatred or hatred.

Ji Xiaomo understood Zuo Wuzhou's style, but as an assassin, it was really difficult to understand: "You don't need to fight to kill someone."

"There are many reasons." Zuo Wuzhou looked grim and his voice was deep: "This time, there is only one reason."

The person who destroyed Mu Longqing's wishful thinking and killed Mu Longqing was the second best.

Zuo Wuzhou's pursuit this time was for one reason only. He wanted to test himself. After all these many things, has he changed, has he wavered, and is his Taoist heart still strong.

This is the most important thing. He just wants to see if he is fragile, if his heart is soft, if he is wavering.

Compared with before, my mood has improved or regressed.

The autumn day was slightly crisp, and the receding trees and rocks intertwined into a gleaming light, as if they were in a dreamland. But Zuo Wuzhou couldn't be fascinated, and all he could see was the two Martial Emperors scurrying around with their heads in their arms.

Several hours have passed. Half a day has passed. The pursuer has crossed three thousand miles, and it is Lu Yunhe Yue who is three thousand miles away.

Night has quietly covered the world with a black quilt.

Emperor Hongwu and Emperor Qinwu were about to cry but had no tears. They yelled: "Is he crazy? Is he crazy? Why are we chasing this madman? We had no grudges against him in the past and have no grudges these days. Why are we like this?"

Like a cheetah and a tarsal maggot, the two of them were always hanging on without any sign of falling behind.

For two or three hours, Lord Wu was able to hold on. But now, after half a day, Zuo Wuzhou was still chasing after him without changing his expression. This made Emperor Hongwu and Emperor Qinwu crazy.

The two Martial Emperors were really forced into desperation and gritted their teeth. A thought lingered in Kong's mind: "How can there be such a Martial Lord in the world who can kill the Martial Emperor head-on? His footwork is not inferior to ours. That's it."

What Wu Jun is, he is clearly not a human being."

The two Martial Emperors only relied on their strong soul power and the endless supply of magic crystals to be able to travel such a long distance without being caught up.

What made the two Emperors almost collapse was that Zuo Wuzhou always kept chasing at a constant speed, neither too fast nor too slow. He just caught their pulse at a speed that was like chasing dogs from a mountain. There was no need to really catch up. All he had to do was keep chasing them.

Keep the pressure on and go.

"It's unfathomable. This person is unfathomable. He must not be Martial Lord." The initial fresh sense of humiliation of the two Martial Emperors was gone under the pursuit of one Martial Lord and two other Martial Emperors.

It's numb.

Emperor Qin Wu finally couldn't help it and howled wildly: "Should I kill your father or your mother, why are you chasing us like this!"

"I'll kill your father and your mother!"

Zuo Wuzhou's words were profound. In this night, it especially evoked some emptiness and ghostly desolation.

When the two Emperors heard this, they were numb and frightened again: "He is not tired at all. What kind of person is this?"

Physical fatigue is nothing to Zuo Wuzhou. Compared with his long-distance leg strength, there are absolutely few people in the world who can match him. With the "Five Elements of Heaven and Earth", he can continuously restore his soul power, and there are magic crystals bit by bit. The speed is maintained at a terrifyingly constant speed.
To be continued...