The scar-faced bandit leader lay on the stone steps and screamed miserably. Lu Zhan took two steps and stepped on his waist and spine, instantly breaking his back and making his lower body unable to move anymore.
"I won't let you die so quickly!" Lu Zhan leaned over and looked at the ugly face of the scar-faced bandit leader that was distorted by pain, and smiled coldly: "I want you to watch this place be completely destroyed.
Let you understand what kind of causes you have sown in this life, and what kind of results you will get."
After saying that, he stood up and looked at the slaughterhouse under the steps, which was almost a sea of blood.
I saw more than 500 corpses piled up on top of each other, with internal organs and blood flowing everywhere. On the wall of Jueqingguan, more than 20 people were still alive, but their eyes were dull, and their pants were covered with feces and urine. They looked like they had been completely destroyed.
Terrified.
After tearing off the arm of the scar-faced bandit leader, the ferocious aura that filled Lu Zhan's chest suddenly eased a lot. He felt that there was no need to kill these thieves who had been frightened and lost their fighting ability.
However, the "arm string" given to General Duobao must still be carried.
So Lu Zhan continued to work hard, stringing all the severed hands wearing ghost-faced wristbands to the rope whip. Finally, he dragged the long rope whip with more than 20 severed arms and moved firmly towards the top of the mountain.
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Climbing from "Duanhun Pass" to "Guimen Pass" at the top of Ghost Face Cliff, there are more than 200 stone steps winding in the middle.
It was peaceful along the way, and no gangsters dared to harass him anymore. Only the rapid ringing of bells came from the top of the mountain. It must be that the last fighting forces of Guimianya were gathered on the top of the mountain, preparing to fight with all their strength.
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As Lu Zhan walked upward, he felt the strange pulse in his Dantian. Along with this pulse, a wave of warmth spread through his arms and onto his palms.
Although the palm was covered with thick clots of coagulated blood, a hazy layer of blood could still be seen penetrating the bleeding scab and spreading out.
My palms are glowing? What is this sign?
Lu Zhan felt very surprised. According to what he knew, even if the martial arts attained the realm of Qi Condensation, it would only be the energy coming out of the body to form a wall-like killing method. But it was not said that the realm of Qi Condensation would
Is there any sign of glowing and heating?
Could these red lights be related to the mysterious crystal in his Dantian?
So far, this is the only most reasonable explanation.
After walking up more than 200 steps, the "Guimen Pass" where the main village of Guimian Cliff is located appeared in front of him.
The mountain city of "Guimen Pass" is much more majestic than the "Duanhun Pass" at the foot of the mountain. The stone wall is made of a huge stone weighing almost a thousand kilograms. But at this time, the mountain gate that should be tightly closed is open.
This made Lu Zhan secretly feel strange. Could it be that General Duobao gave up his resistance and was captured without hesitation?
Lu Zhan was suspicious, but he still walked into the gate of Guimenguan with confidence.
Behind the gate is a wide and flat training ground, and behind the training ground is a magnificent hall. On the palace plaque are written three golden characters: "Treasure Hall".
The two vermilion doors of the treasure gathering hall were closed tightly, and there was a black wooden sign hanging on the door panel, with a golden gold ingot the size of two palms painted on the wooden sign.
It seems that the Duobao General is really vulgar to the extreme. No matter what he does, he always has something to do with "treasure" wherever he goes.
There were several rows of rooms on both sides of the training ground for the accommodation of gangsters and minions. At this time, the rooms were sparsely populated, with only a small number of gangsters holding weapons and looking at him nervously.
They had probably paid off for the battle at the two passes below. They knew that the evil god in front of them, dragging a bunch of arms, would be merciless. The combat effectiveness of the gangsters on Ghost Face Cliff was too far behind him, so those little
The minions were also trembling and did not dare to come close to stop him.
Just because the bandits don't come to resist doesn't mean they have given up, but because a force more powerful than them has appeared!
I saw the center of the training ground——
Fifty warriors wearing brown armor and using bare hands sat neatly.
These warriors sat cross-legged with solemn expressions. They all faced Lu Zhan and were arranged in six rows. The first row had the smallest number of people and the last row had the largest number of people. The entire queue presented a trapezoidal shape.
In front of this ladder formation, there stood a gray-haired old man in a gray robe. The old man looked at Lu Zhan, who was covered in blood, with a gloomy expression. He was surprised in his heart that this blood-demon-like man had broken two levels in a row and killed without any calculation.
The Evil God is actually so young;
Could it be that he received some benefit from a cave traveler and gained good looks?
Or has this person already mastered the legendary art of immortality that is unique only to the immortals in the cave?
Although I was confused, as the military advisor of the village, I still wanted to say something for the sake of the situation.
"Who is here? How dare you offend my ghost-faced tiger's power! Tell me your name immediately?" the gray-robed old man asked in a deep voice.
Lu Zhan threw the "arm string" in his hand at the old man's feet and said loudly: "Haha, this is a gift for General Duobao."
The old man in gray robe furrowed his brows and glanced at the shocking "string of arms", and asked in a solemn voice: "What grudge do we, Guimianya, have against you, that we want to kill them all like this?"
Lu Zhan sneered and asked: "What grudges do the people in those villages and towns that were massacred and plundered have against you, Guimianya, to kill them all like that?"
With just this sentence, the old man in gray robe was completely unable to defend himself.
"So, it seems that there is no room for change between you and us, Ghost Face Cliff?"
"That's right," Lu Zhan said emphatically, "Either the thief will die, or I will die fighting hard."
The old man in gray robe said the word "good" several times, "This is the first time in my life that I have seen a young man with such a strong spirit. However, this world is not one where strong and brave people can rule. You are alone."
, wanting to conquer the world is simply wishful thinking. Why not join me, Guimian Ya, and conspire together for world affairs?"
Lu Zhan laughed and sneered: "Don't you dare to fight, old man? Are you inviting me to join your gang?"
The old man in gray robe nodded: "It can be said that young man, you can make conditions. Our General Duobao is a man who cherishes talents. His uncle is the current leader of the Thirty-sixth Route Rebel Army - Marshal Tiangong, so I promise to give him
You have a golden road and follow him to conquer the world, your future is boundless!"
"My destiny is up to me and not up to God." Lu Zhan snorted coldly: "What about General Duobao? What about Marshal Tiangong? As long as you touch me or mess with me! You are destined to be destroyed, and you are not qualified to fight for the world.
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As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Zhan jumped forward like lightning with a faint red light in his hand!
The old man in gray robe did not expect that the other party would take action immediately, so he eagerly raised his left elbow to block the opponent's bloody hand.
Suddenly, he felt a burning pain in his left elbow. This sharp pain drilled straight into the pit of his heart like a cone, and the pain made him scream "Ah!" and jumped to the side.
He raised his elbow and took a look. He saw that the area on his elbow that had been cut by the edge of the opponent's hand had formed a long, almost black, blue line. There was even more heartbreaking pain in the arm bones. It seemed that the bones of this arm were
Even if it is not broken, it has numerous cracks and has been severely damaged.
How is it possible? The gray-robed old man was extremely frightened. He was already a master in the middle stage of bone forging, and his bones could be said to be as hard as steel. How could he be severely damaged by an opponent with bare hands and no high-level weapons in just one move?
Woolen cloth!
He looked at Lu Zhan's blood-stained palms in horror. He saw a faint red light glowing on the hands, reflecting the blood on them, which really gave people a scary and weird feeling.
After Lu Zhan struck down with his palm, he did not rush to continue the attack. Instead, he stood aside and watched the series of expressions of the old man in gray robe with relish.
It can be seen from the series of changes in his expressions from pain, disbelief, and finally a look of fear - even the big leader of Guimianya Village, like the other minions, is obviously concerned about his general appearance.
The palms that glowed red held unspeakable fear.
"What's going on?" Lu Zhan himself couldn't understand. If it was said that martial arts cultivation had reached a new level, then at most it was just a change in Qi. The true Qi could penetrate the body and reach the point of condensing Qi.
How could such a powerful red light appear in the early stage?
There seems to be no such shining trick in martial arts!
The old man in gray robe came back to his senses from the shock. His arm was injured at the moment, and he was deeply afraid of the mysterious martial arts of his young enemy, so he no longer dared to show off his strength and challenge him in a one-on-one fight.
Fortunately, he had someone else to rely on.
The old man suddenly turned around and walked into the ladder-shaped formation of fifty people behind him, shouting loudly: "Array! Get up -"
The fifty warriors responded with a roar, stood up in unison, and aimed their ferocious gazes at Lu Zhan. They all raised their left palms to the sky and their right palms to the ground, forming a so-called martial arts posture.
The posture of Qiankun Wuji.
When Lu Zhan saw this, he felt puzzled: "Strange, is this a group of thieves practicing for battle?"
Just like those blue belt nurses in the Lu Mansion who often gather to practice fighting techniques.
But I clearly came here to fight for their lives, so what was the situation when they put on this seemingly drill posture?
Do you want to show off the prestige of your own rebels? You have killed hundreds of thieves, so why would you take your mere fifty people seriously?
Thinking of this, he secretly felt funny.
He didn't think much about it, he just shouted loudly, raised his palm like a knife, and slashed straight at the warrior closest to him.
When the old man in gray robe saw Lu Zhan starting to attack, he shouted: "The clouds will fall and the tower will fall!"
The fifty warriors then shouted in unison: "Shock!"
Then they rotated their arms in one direction at the same time, and the air machine sensed an invisible air wave coming out from between their spinning arms. Fifty air waves came together instantly, forming a huge shock wave visible to the naked eye.
The outside suddenly rolled out with a "bang".
Lu Zhan was rushing towards the warrior at the front, when he suddenly felt a strange distortion in the air in front of his eyes, and then he felt an invisible huge pressure coming straight towards him.
The feeling of pressure came so quickly that before he could react, his whole body was hit hard by a huge force.
He only felt a suffocation in his chest, and his body was thrown out by a huge force, slamming into the wall of the Ghost Gate more than ten feet away, causing a circle of spider web-like cracks in the wall.
His throat felt sweet, a bloody smell surged to his mouth, and all the bones in his body ached, as if they were falling apart.
Lu Zhan looked at the trapezoidal square formation of fifty people on the opposite side in surprise, "What kind of martial arts technique is this! Is it a combined attack technique?"
When he was practicing nursing in the nursing hall of Lu Mansion, he once heard Tiesong mention the technique of team members cooperating with each other and jointly killing the enemy during battle, which is called "the art of joint attack" in martial arts.
However, the art of combined attack emphasizes the transformation of reality between warriors, mutual cover, and a combination of offense and defense. It is definitely not like what is happening in front of you. All the warriors move in unison, and in one move they burst out so powerfully that they reach the state of condensation.
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