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Chapter 460 Angrily killing the counterfeit painted tiger into a dog(1/2)

"kill."

One word expresses the repressive murderous intention in his heart. It is clearly an overwhelming momentum that dominates the world. A force and momentum that cannot be resisted.

A fierce aura rushed towards his face.

The man in blue broke apart at the first touch. He felt a force that surpassed the world and exploded him. He flew down a thousand meters away like a meteor, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He was shocked and angry: "Who on earth is this person!

"

He fell into the mire, covered in mud, which made the man in blue feel nauseous. His appearance was extremely embarrassing. Compared with the previous heroic words, it was simply ridiculous.

"How is it possible? How is it possible that anyone in the world can repel me?" The man in blue was so ashamed and angry that he jumped up and said with a ferocious twist: "This person must have relied on a sneak attack. He must have done it by sneak attack."

"That's right. It must be a sneak attack. What's so big about it." The man in blue was twisted and filled with anger, so much so that he ignored the truth.

The man in blue screamed in shame and anger: "My master is a member of the Eight Divine Gods, a super saint. Even if he is ignorant, he is absolutely nothing. How could I lose to someone with unknown origins?"

At the moment when the murderous intention was overwhelming, he jumped out and struck with his hand. The man in blue drew a fierce straight line and flew out.

It was so sudden that these martial saints from Yuanyi Valley were unable to react for a moment. The disciples of Shen Chao Sage were defeated with one blow?

Zuo Wuzhou moved his body, and his ghost-like movements suddenly exploded. The absolutely terrifying "Boundless Fire Technique" was not a combat skill, but it had vague miraculous effects in the field of combat skills.

The remaining four were Martial Saints after all. They came to their senses after a while, and two of them jumped up, heading straight for Zuo Wuzhou.

"Martial Saint, that's good. Let me see if you can stop me." Zuo Wuzhou was cold, with a bright light in his eyes. As soon as he moved it, a pair of gold-locked heavy hammers suddenly appeared in his hands. He swung his hands and struck with the hammers.

Suddenly there was that deafening loud sound of fear.

The two martial saints both jumped up to silence them. As soon as they came up, they launched their true soul fighting skills, which affected the changes in spiritual energy, and they had a dramatic momentum.

"It's quite capable." Zuo Wuzhou waved his hammers vigorously, as if they were dancing in a ball of golden light. His chest shook, and the terrifying aura of the net shook all directions. He didn't use any combat skills, but this hammer was like the sky.

It was as if it had collapsed. It actually possessed the power of 70% to 80% of the combat skills. With a weight of one million kilograms, it was really terrifying.

An absolute head-to-head encounter, a clash of non-combat skills and combat skills. A bursting atmosphere just like the collision of meteorites swept across all directions.

After a violent collision, Zuo Wuzhou didn't use his combat skills after all. He was one against two, so he took three steps back involuntarily. He secretly praised: "What a skill, he can be considered a first-rate figure among the martial saints."

The two people on the opposite side were shocked. They felt the shock in half of their bodies. Their faces turned pale for a moment, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. They were horrified: "Is this person a human or a monster? He actually wielded such a heavy weapon!"

Before the thought faded, I saw a black light flashing in front of my eyes. A pair of golden sledgehammers struck like thunder.

Boom! A martial saint was struck by this blow, and his eyes almost fell out. There were cracks all over his body, as if his whole body was shattered. He was paralyzed on the spot.

The other person was even worse. When Zuo Wuzhou hit his head with a hammer, the whole thing burst like a watermelon.

"Happiness. I never imagined that using a hammer can be such a pleasure."

Zuo Wuzhou laughed loudly, lifted up and jumped. He moved his hammers again, and rushed towards the other two martial saints. Suddenly you thought: "The man in blue is actually fine."

He swung his posture and threw the double hammers, which was really more violent than the cannonballs. With one swing, there was a roar like the sound of cannons. The faces of the two old Martial Saints who besieged the division suddenly turned green: "This monster!

"

A blue light suddenly appeared, and a sudden attack came. Zuo Wuzhou raised his arm solemnly, and punched up and down, causing the world to burst.

The man in blue was shocked and angry, and groaned. He was shot away again like a blue man.

The expressions of the two martial saints who had dodged the golden hammer changed wildly, and they blurted out: "The Heaven-shaking Seal!"

"You guys are discerning, well, that's not right." Zuo Wuzhou looked back coldly, his eyelids twitched, and he burst out with anger: "The impersonation was very comprehensive. He even learned my "Heaven-shaking Seal!"

Astonishingly, he saw that the counterfeit was punched, and the combat skill he used was the "Heaven-shaking Seal"

"Since you are pretending to be me, you must have three points of skill." Zuo Wuzhou was furious with murderous intent. The "Little Move Cloak" moved one by one, and blood filled the sky. In the blink of an eye, these two martial saints appeared out of thin air.

between.

"I will use the "Heaven-shaking Seal" to hit you with this "Heaven-shaking Seal"! He stood up with an angry look, like a burly God of War, wielding thousands of magical powers.

How could he defeat this counterfeit? "Fan Tian Yin" moved his fists against the counterfeit "Fan Tian Yin". He was pressed back on the spot. The heaviness like a mountain almost crushed his whole body to pieces.

After grinding him back and forth, the counterfeit didn't even have a chance to vomit blood. He was beaten by the authentic "Tiantian Seal" on the spot, causing his bones and internal organs to shake and shatter. His eyes, ears, mouth, and nose were bleeding to death.

It is truly a tragic death and a desolate death.

Even though they are both "Six Heaven-shaking Seals", one is self-created and the other is learned. Without Zuo Wuzhou's energy and temperament, it is simply impossible to fully unleash the power of the "Heaven-shaking Seal"

.

How could the "Heaven-turning Seal" be an ordinary combat skill? When Zuo Wuzhou first emerged from the thatched cottage in the True Soul Realm, the "Heaven-turning Seal" was praised as one of the most powerful combat skills in the world, so how could it be ordinary?

Yasha, Wuxi, Xiaocao and others have learned all kinds of combat skills from Zuo Wuzhou. They know all the combat skills and can all fight well. The only ones who cannot fight well are the "Heaven-shaking Seal" and "Seven Kills".

fist"

One is that the net in the world is so fierce that Zonghe enters it with spiritual will. Even if there are thousands of mountains and rivers, even if there are all the heavens in front of him, he must have the will of a man who dares to fight.

One is the most ferocious and ferocious in the world, guessing that Zuo Wuzhou has killed many people all his life...Xun, he is a man who has killed thousands of people, is an enemy of ten thousand people, and is even more of the accumulated ferocity of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and the gathering of Han Ran Liu Nai.

Zuo Wuzhou kills people and fills the field with great success.

"The Heaven-shaking Seal" focuses on spiritual will, while "Seven Kills" focuses on temperament and style.

To sum it up in one word, these two combat skills are simply the culmination of Zuo Wuzhou's life journey, and they have too deep a personal imprint. Even if it is not Zuo Wuzhou himself, even if he has learned it, he can still use it. His power will not be 70%.

Secondly, it may even look awkward when used.

There is a saying that painting a tiger is not the opposite of a dog. It is exactly applicable.

"You only have this little ability and you want to impersonate me. Yuan Yigu is really shameless and shameless to the extreme."

The killing intent in Zuo Wuzhou's eyes spread to the sky, and the evil spirit was released majesticly. He walked towards another martial saint with dragon and tiger steps. Step by step, the earth started to tremble, reflecting Zuo Wuzhou's steps. The mountains and rivers were really waiting for him**

*.

With the power of killing three people in a row, the momentum was so strong that the martial saint actually swallowed his saliva, and a cold air invaded, and his liver and gallbladder were split.

Compared to the liger, the aura was even more terrifying and depressing, almost crushing the martial saint's heart. Zuo Wuzhou let out a low tiger roar from his throat: "Let me ask you where Yuan Yigu's lair is.

"

The martial saint's face was pale, and his legs were trembling slightly: "Me, me!" He turned around and tried to escape.

"Get back here." Mo Se was in full bloom. He was about to cover up the sky and the sun, and he was trying to catch him. The martial saint grunted, his nose and mouth bleeding, and then he came back. Zuo Wuzhou's voice was strong: "Let me ask you one more question.

, where is Yuanyi Gu’s old home?”

"I, I" the Martial Saint trilled, always a bit tough: "I don't know!"

The head of a steel claw fell down and clawed into the man's skull. With each pull, the Martial Saint's head was pulled off, his body swayed several times, and he collapsed. He couldn't help but twitch.

Regardless of whether he really didn't know or pretended not to know, Zuo Wuzhou would not care, let alone keep his enemies alive and torture them.

If you ask, you will be killed if you don't tell. There is no need to wait, just do it quickly, wouldn't it be pleasant?

"You, you!"

The old master, who was seriously injured on the ground, and the Huoyuan disciples who jumped out were shocked. The four great martial saints actually lost their lives in the blink of an eye.

You kill lightly, especially you kill decisively, without any hesitation. Even if you are being impersonated or framed.

Thinking of Zuo Wuzhou's vicious reputation over the past few decades, the senior teacher and the others suddenly broke out in cold sweat. Only now do we know how strong the psychological pressure was on facing such a fierce person.

"What about the man in blue?" Zuo Wudan scanned with his spiritual mind. No trace of him was found: "Forget it, I'll kill him next time."

Glancing at the old master and the others, Zuo Wuzhou was cold. He turned around and was about to leave. He didn't even care at all about being impersonated and framed. The so-called free and easy manner of a man is exactly what he should be.

It doesn't matter if they are framed, let's kill one by one. Let's kill two by two. No matter how arrogant or arrogant, Zuo Wuzhou always has the capital to ignore everything.

"Please stay." The old master moved, his injuries were affected, his breath was dying, and he showed a pleading look: "Zuo Martial Saint, can you send a few disciples to Tianjun City for me?"

Zuo Wuzhou looked back and realized that the old man's injury was too serious. It was basically a dead end. At this time, it was just a moment of reflection.

Seeing Zuo Wuzhou not leaving, Mr. Shi felt relieved and begged: "My Huoyuan Sect has suffered such a catastrophe. I don't think about anything else. I just want our sect to be passed on. But I ask Saint Zuo Wu to be willing to support me."

.There must be a big gift for you.”

Zuo Wuzhou's eyes did not move, he shook his head and turned around to leave. The old master shouted hurriedly: "Zuo Martial Saint, I see that you have a physical body to defend yourself, while my fire source sect's super saint equipment and other treasures were taken away. But they

Didn’t steal another treasure!”

Seeing that Zuo Wuzhou was walking away without moving at all, the old man shouted in despair: "The secret treasure is a secret treasure. It is a secret treasure that can match the physical defense soul."

The old man was overjoyed when his figure was certain. Just as he was about to say more, Zuo Wuzhou said coldly: "Shut up."

The hair on his body was like waves of wheat, rising and falling back and forth. Zuo Wuzhou dismissed his distracting thoughts and scanned slowly with his spiritual mind: "It's weird, I can't detect this person with my spiritual mind and "Wuju Soul". Could it be that this person has a hidden strange soul?"

"The man in blue is still there." Zuo Wuzhou's thoughts were racing, and the murderous intention that had been silent began to boil again.

Without haste or delay, he turned around and walked towards several Huoyuan disciples. His expression remained unchanged. The color of fire glowed in his deep eyes, just when Zuo Wuzhou caught these people and was about to fly away in the wind!

In a blink of an eye.

An indescribable strange energy wave rippled with energy. A blue figure flew out of the void, roaring in shame and anger, "You, die!"

"Zuo Wuzhou, what's the big deal? You were rampant before, but you just didn't touch me. You attacked me before, and this time it's my turn to attack you."

"With his little ability, there is no way he can stop me. I am the disciple of the Super Saint of the Eight Divine Gods. There is absolutely no way I could lose to this kind of trash. To lose to him would be a shame, an absolute shame."

"So, he must die. Only death can prove that he is garbage."

With the belief and determination to kill, the man in blue launched the most fatal attack with a sneer and contempt.
To be continued...
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