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Two hundred and sixtieth IX just not yet sad

Chapter 269: It’s just that we haven’t reached the sad point yet

Long Xiaogong... After many masters were surprised, they gradually recovered their mood, patted the dust on their bodies, and sneered: "Zhu Ziming, you are really good at martial arts. It would be a pity to kill you, but you have offended me."

You can’t leave our Yanmen!”

"Don't talk nonsense. If you want to do something, just come with me," Zhu Ziming said dismissively.

"Looking for death!" Many people roared angrily and rushed towards him. Their palms and fists contained a strong amount of Qi, hoping to kill him quickly with just one blow.

Zhu Ziming looked at the surge of more than a dozen masters, knowing that he could not resist it at all, but he did not want to sit still and wait for death. He immediately raised his Dantian Zhenqi and traveled through every acupuncture point in his body, frowning: "Four Directions True Secret."

Four afterimages soon appeared in a row. Facing the fierce masters, the four afterimages rushed towards them. With three bangs, the three afterimages were quickly surrounded by several masters.

It was about to disappear into ashes, but after the real body Zhu Ziming dodged the palm of the person in front of him, the roaring tiger fist instantly broke through his body-protecting energy and hit his heart directly!

"Ah!" After a scream, a fourth-level master was beaten and fell from the sky, and his heart stopped beating. It could be said that he was killed in one blow, leaving him no room for survival.

The tragic death of the Yanmen master made the other masters stunned for a moment. They never imagined that a mere third-level Zhu Ziming could kill a fourth-level master. It was incredible!

"This kid is not that simple, he is very difficult!" Everyone in the Yan sect whispered to each other: "His boxing skills are very weird, and can break the true energy. Don't fight head-on with his fists, let's fight together."

A dozen Yanmen masters who were shocked just now rushed towards Zhu Ziming again. This time they learned their lesson. Unlike the masters who died tragically just now, they did not dare to engage in close combat with Zhu Ziming and used guerrilla tactics to attack one by one.

trick.

"Move in all directions," Zhu Ziming once again used the Four Directions True Technique. However, they were outnumbered and the four afterimages had no effect. The unpredictable afterimages still caused them a lot of trouble.

Boom! Another punch hit Zhu Ziming on the chest and back. He spat out a mouthful of blood mist. When he was knocked away, he still hit a fourth-level master on the head with a punch, and his true energy was penetrated.

The Tiger Roaring Fist hit him on the head, and it was obviously fatal.

Zhu Ziming didn't know how many people he had killed, and his fists were all numb from the beating. However, every time he killed a person, he had to pay a heavy price. To kill one person, he had to withstand the bombardment of many people. His body was covered with blood, and it was completely

A life-and-death hand-to-hand battle.

Once he was just a college student who had just graduated, and he had never even slaughtered a chicken or duck. Now he killed several people in a row. His life disappeared in an instant. The nauseating smell of blood and all kinds of unbearable stimulating senses made his body feel numb from time to time.

Trembling......

The fierce hand-to-hand combat made the remaining Yanmen masters feel a little frightened. They never thought that Zhu Ziming was so strong and could not fall down after receiving so many punches and kicks. He could also continuously hit with the strength of the third level.

Killed several fourth-level masters.

"This kid is too scary. If he were stronger, no one would be his opponent," the two fifth-level Flame Clan masters looked at each other, feeling a little more admiration for him in their hearts.

At this age, it would be a detour for experts who are one level above.

At this moment, Yun Zonghai saw this situation and frowned: "Brother Yan, do you want my men to sell it?"

If Yun Clan takes action, won't it appear that Yan Clan has no one? Yan Ran gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you Brother Yun for your kindness, he can't hold on much longer!"

The streets were already deserted at this moment. Those who were watching the lively Lingyun City Gate dared to see such a bloody scene again. They all hid back at home. It is said that fists and feet have no eyes, and it is not worthwhile to hurt yourself...

On the deserted street, only a few bold people were watching the excitement. Yan Yinli was in the distance behind him, supporting Shen Bixin and sending her Qi. If Qi was not given to her in time, she would definitely die. Therefore, Yan Yinli could only watch this fierce fight with blood-red eyes, and really wanted to help Brother Zhu.

Should I help him or not? Liu Mei was very confused about this matter. Although she still hated him for seeing her innocent body, but for some reason, she always had the idea of ​​​​helping him in her heart. However, her martial arts skills were not enough If you're not as good as him, you might be a burden when you go up there.

Liu Mei was conflicted in her heart, standing there in confusion...

However, at this moment, in an attic, a beautiful melody suddenly sounded, and a moving voice immediately sounded: "Where will my sword go?"

Love and hate are inseparable

My knife cuts through the sky

I don’t understand right and wrong

I'm drunk and hazy

Gratitude and resentment are illusions and empty

I wake up from a spring dream

Life and death are all empty

Come and go in a hurry

I wish we could meet each other

Love is also in a hurry, hate is also in a hurry

Everything is cool

Laugh wildly, sigh loudly

A happy life and a sad life

Who will live and die with me?

Love, love and hatred, swords and dreams... The joyful melody has a hint of sadness, rendering this messy street the light and shadow of swords, joy and hatred.

Yun Wan sang the song secretly taught to her by Princess Yudie. As she sang, her tears kept flowing down...

In the song of Yun Cainnu, Zhu Ziming showed off his skills and dodged a palm struck from the air. However, two fierce whips and kicks came immediately behind him. With two booms, the two fifth-level masters took advantage of their light skills. It hit him hard directly.

With his powerful legs, he kicked Zhu Ziming away. Following a parallel track, Zhu Ziming flew backwards, only to hear a buzzing sound, and hit the person behind the sedan chair hard. Ding bell.

The cauldron trembled violently, as if it was about to fall apart. It can be imagined that the power of these two kicks was astonishing. Zhu Ziming fought for hundreds of rounds, relying on the strangeness of the Sifang Zhenjue and the sharpness of the Tiger Fist to kill Nearly ten people.

But the two fifth-level masters were no match for him. Most of the injuries on his body were due to them. The two kicks just now were even more powerful. Zhu Ziming's energy was somewhat scattered by the kick, and his internal injuries worsened. , I no longer have the strength to hold on.

"Brother Zhu! Ziming!" Yan Yinli and Yun Wanqing shouted in shock and fear at the same time, but they were both motivated and weak.

After Yun Zonghai and Yan Ran showed a hint of sneer, the two fifth-level masters of Yan Sect said: "It seems that you are no longer able to survive. You will die."

The strength of the third-level realm can kill several fourth-level masters. Such strength is already sensational, but it is impossible to fight against the masters of the fifth-level internal strength at two levels across borders!

Zhu Ziming touched the bloodshot corners of his lips and showed a sneer. When everyone thought he was going to die, he suddenly slapped the "head" of Ding Zhong with his palm, then immediately lifted the Ding Zhong high and used the last

A little bit of strength.

When the cauldron was raised high, Yun Zonghai and Yan Ran could no longer see his figure. They could only see Zhu Ziming's bloody face through the "trumpet mouth" of the cauldron.

In front of you.

What was he going to do! All the experts were stunned for a few times in surprise... However, an ominous premonition instantly swallowed up their hearts. They knew that Zhu Ziming had suffered countless heavy blows, even if he did not continue to pursue

Even if he was killed, he would die due to severe internal injuries. Why is he still struggling?

When everyone was astonished, Zhu Ziming resisted the severe pain in his internal organs, mustered up his strength, and took a deep breath. When everyone saw his actions, a few drops of cold sweat suddenly broke out on their faces. They seemed to have already

Guessing something, the feeling of being pointed at by the cauldron is a bit terrifying!

Seeing how he was breathing, the two fifth-level masters with rich combat experience finally felt the fear in their hearts and yelled: "Get out of the way!"...

But it's too late!

"Dragon Roar Kung Fu, roar!" Zhu Ziming used up the last of his energy in his Dantian, and when a roar like a dragon's roar exploded inside the cauldron bell, a buzzing and trembling sound was immediately heard, and the air inside the cauldron bell

It exploded sharply, with a rare and violent trembling sound that no one had ever heard before. The bursting air was compressed and kept neighing in the cauldron bell, and the whole earth began to tremble, like an earthquake.

Such movement makes people's eyes widen with fear and inexplicable fear!

"Roar!" A sound wave exploded that resounded throughout the world. The terrifying sound made the entire Lingyun City start to tremble. The houses were shaking, and the bricks and tiles collapsed one after another. Under the influence of many Yanmen masters and Yunmen masters who had not yet taken action,

, when the pupils suddenly shrank, a golden dragon roared out of the cauldron bell, which contained the power to destroy the world.

The wind is swirling, black clouds are pressing down on the city, the golden dragon is baring its teeth and claws, and when the earth is trembling, everything the golden dragon goes is turned into ashes and smoke. This kind of power that destroys the heaven and the earth is not something that the masters of Yunmen Yanmen can withstand.

The two fifth-level masters looked at the golden dragon that had transformed into true energy. They had never heard of the Dragon Roaring Technique being able to transform into true energy. Their feet were trembling in fear. When they tried to resist, they were blocked by the golden dragon's attack.

Feng Jin tore it into pieces, it was too miserable to look at.

"Ho ho ho!" The roar of the dragon, the screams of the Yanmen masters, sand and stones flying, everything in front of you was blurry...

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ps: I accidentally typed almost 3,000 words. It’s rare that I’m in such good condition, so I posted them together...

#c

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