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Chapter 18 Senior! Don't pity my body! Kill(1/2)

A light appeared in the dark night!

At the intersection of the East Street, the people fled in panic, not knowing whether they were driven away by heavy rain or were alarmed by the riot.

The man in blue shirt had a flying hair, and his body was bulging with a bulge. The executioner responsible for beheading knelt down with a plop, trembling unstoppable in the heavy rain.

This is an extremely powerful aura, like a fierce sun, warming the coldness of the rainstorm around and the darkness of the whole world.

Martial Arts!

The prison officer changed his sex.

As for what level Zhao Yang is, he cannot know, because this person hides his strength and is not above the Daqing Martial Arts Review!

But based on this momentum alone, you can imagine that the grade is definitely not low!

Why would such a martial artist be captured and be captured and imprisoned by them?

Just to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger?

This is what the prison officials are puzzled.

The green shirt Zhao Yang gave the answer to the executioner.

He carried his hands on his back, and the rain all over his body seemed to be affected by the invisible aura, hanging one by one in the air, like a bead curtain of heaven and earth, with a bit of sci-fi beauty.

Zhao Yang glanced at the execution platform and said slowly: "The reason why I surrendered is that I still have a glimmer of hope for the laws of the court."

"I don't want to solve the problem by force, I just hope that the human court can give us wronged people a chance to be fair."

"But... I was wrong."

"There is no justice in this world."

"This sky shrouds the darkness of the eternal night."

"This court is completely corrupt!"

Zhao Yang shook his head and sighed.

His eyes fell on many students from the gods who followed the prison. These gods changed their brilliance and activated their eyebrows without hesitation. They flew out of the sedan chair like using light skills, tearing the rain curtain and running wildly towards the entrance of the East Street.

"My martial arts is called Ai Shuang, the sword Ai Tian Earth, and the frost descends to the earth!"

On the execution platform, Qingyi whispered.

After the words fell, Zhao Yang was swollen in his blue shirt.

Slapped his palms in front of him.

In an instant, the raindrops floating between heaven and earth seemed to be pulled by an invisible gravity, becoming sharp and thin, and suddenly turned into dense and sessile small swords!

Then, these swords were flying rain and frost was like blades.

Rain is flying all over the sky, sharp swords are flying all over the sky!

Zhao Yang, whose waist was straight, bent his index finger and tapped the rain lightly.

bite!

A crisp sound of wind chimes swaying suddenly rose!

In an instant, the sharp swords were everywhere, like a blizzard on a snowy mountain, covering the gods' children who were fleeing towards the East Street.

Puff puff puff!

Instantly!

These children of the gods were pierced by the sword without any resistance and were stabbed to death on the ground. Golden blood flowed out of their bodies and flowed all over the ground.

An uproar sounded across the East Street.

Zhao Yang in Qingshan looked at the fleeing people in panic, and disappointment flashed in his eyes.

If the human race is stained with blood, the gods cannot?

Rumble!

In the dark clouds, there seemed to be a golden figure rising into the sky and roaring at the sky. He was the powerful protector of the students of the gods. At this moment, he was furious!

He was caught off guard by Zhao Yang!

There was no time to save the children of the gods.

Human martial arts, damn it!

Zhao Yang in the green shirt bent his fingers and knocked again, and the frost sword galloped out. Some officers and soldiers who took advantage of their robbery were cut off and blood was flowing all over the ground.

However, Zhao Yang was not worried about the safety of his students. After all, most of the students in Jixia Academy have good backgrounds, and the officials in the prison dared not hurt them.

Zhao Yang raised his head in Qingshan, sneered, and raised his palm from bottom to top.

Countless swords of rain and frost were wrapped up in a blue robe and rushed into the clouds.

Today, he slaughtered the powerful gods of the throne as their last teaching!

Our human race is not weaker than any race!

...

...

The ark was a bit shocking.

Looking at the man in blue-shirt who exploded on the execution platform in an instant, it seemed to have become the focus of the world!

Turning the rain of heaven and earth into a weapon, slashing out thousands of swords.

Is this...human martial arts?!

This is the first time Fang Ark has seen such a strong man. Even the warriors with the sky-sized boxing in the Jiufang City Fighting Arena did not have such terrifying fluctuations!

This is a shock that will shock the soul!

Not just the ark, all the students were shocked when they saw Zhao Yang, who had terrifying power burst out from his hands and feet on the execution platform.

At the same time, a fire ignited in everyone's heart. It turned out that human martial arts are not as weak as the methods of foreign powers!

A powerful human martial artist can also compete with the powerful aliens!

In the dark rain curtain.

Fang Ark felt that Chuanwu Bookstore seemed to be engraving the picture at this time. With the vibration, the mind was stirred and the thoughts were sublimated, just like a flower bud blooming!

After a long time, the blue smoke in front of him dispersed, twisting into a line of prompts.

[Open "The Great Events of the Martial Arts", participate in and watch the complete Great Events of the Martial Arts, and you can gain a lot of martial arts experience]

[Observe the martial arts of the human race, martial arts experience +50, and the first form of "Sword of Snow and Frost" has been recorded into a book]

...

...

The heavy rainstorm is getting heavier and heavier, with all kinds of noisy sounds and hustle and bustle.

The marching students were soaked in the rain, but their eyes showed indomitableness and anger, and they were fighting against the officers and soldiers of the court.

From pushing, advance to resistance!

Then he declared that this dawn would eventually shed all his blood.

Fang Ark withdrew his gaze that fell on the execution platform. He did not immediately study what Qingyan suggested, but instead controlled Lu Ci's body and attacked the soldiers surrounding him.

The flying noses and the blood mist that were shot dripping on Lu Ci's gorgeous face formed a charming but exquisite fine brushwork.

Fang Ark had no good or dislike for the officers and soldiers. After all, they had first contact, but their actions made Fang Ark feel disgusted.

Taking advantage of the reason for suppression, I couldn't stop taking advantage of the situation.

These guys are also worthy of being called human soldiers?

Fang Ark did not leave any effort, not only to protect himself, but also to vent the depression accumulated in his heart that he had seen and heard.

He was extremely cruel, as if he had returned to the boxing, and every move was a life-and-death battle.

He stimulated the blood sacs in Lu Ci's body, let the power of essence and blood flow out, and used the original skill to "tear".

Walking in the heavy rain, every time you attack, as long as you find an opportunity, you will tear out a blood-splitting nose and knock a fierce soldier away!

"Suppress this girl!"

The culprit's lingering eyes were withdrawn from the battle above his head, and he saw Lu Ci, who was ruthless and eye-catching in the crowd.

He couldn't help but shout!

Many of the students who marched may have found their backbone because of the strength of the Ark, and they all followed Fang Fang, screaming and shouting!

Regain the courage to fight!

Swallowing!

There is a commander in every team of soldiers. The behavior of the Ark has attracted the attention of the commander of the team responsible for guarding the court.

With a clanging sound, the commander with thick lips and black beard pulled out the long knife around his waist, pointed to the ground diagonally, and raindrops dripping down.
To be continued...
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