Chapter 244 Riding the Wind Returns to Sweep the Enemies and Bandits in the World
Zuo Wuzhou seemed to be going crazy, advancing step by step.
The heroes changed their colors!
Finally, he shouted angrily: "Who do you think you are!" "Let's go, who do you think you are?" The roar echoed everywhere.
Finally, it merged into a magnificent and unwilling roaring torrent: "Kill him, kill him!"
Countless soul monks, like ants, gathered together and shouted towards Zuo Wuji to kill him.
"Not good!" Pang Ji blurted out with a frown.
Song Xihu frowned solemnly: "It's really not good. No matter how powerful he is, there is no way he can deal with these thousands of soul monks. He will definitely be defeated."
Pang Ji stretched out his arms, with murderous intent in his eyes: "It seems that we must take action."
A fat white hand stopped Pang Ji. Nie Wen nodded slowly: "No, I can't go. He doesn't like it. When he says a person, he is definitely a person."
Xuan Qian was a woman and was more attentive. She pointed to Yasha in the crowd and said, "That man is Zuo Wuzhou's companion. He has already withdrawn."
Pang Ji said sullenly: "It's better not to like it than to die."
"Brother Zuo seems to be impulsive, but he is actually smart. He should be confident when he makes this decision." Song Xihu smiled, remembering the days when he and Zuo Wuzhou were side by side in the past: "We might as well take a look and take action if necessary.
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"That's right, Brother Zuo is a decisive and straightforward person. If you like it, you like it, if you don't like it, you don't like it." Nie Wen froze in front of him: "If Brother Zuo doesn't like it, just say a thousand words and ten thousand, and he won't join us.
Zong.”
Pang Ji snorted angrily: "Okay, if he can't do it, I will definitely take action."
Countless soul monks roared and swarmed up.
Zuo Wuzhou's eyes moved slightly, but he smiled. It was exactly that kind of smile that was indifferent to life, that kind of empty and emotionless smile!
A smile. There is a wildness that looks down on the world, a wildness that is unruly.
Come. Five years ago, hundreds of soul monks chased me, and I managed to escape for my whole life. Now that I have become the Martial Emperor, let me let go and avenge myself. Let’s see if I can do it today.
Use this to hone your skills.
"I will definitely win this battle." Zuo Wuzhou said to himself repeatedly.
"I'm not crazy, I just want to hone my temper through this battle, and temper my character and will through this battle." Zuo Wuzhou was extremely passionate. He was so excited that his whole body was trembling slightly.
He likes this feeling. He likes to challenge anything challenging. He likes the environment of gritting his teeth and persevering under extremely heavy pressure and swimming upstream. He likes this feeling of being proud of the world, arrogant and irritating all living beings.
The bigger and angrier the reaction of others is, the more it proves the fear in their hearts. Not everyone has the ability to remain calm about honor and disgrace.
Even so, Zuo Wuzhou actually has a bit of madness in his bones. If this is not the case, how can a normal person do such an act that is tantamount to seeking death, one against a thousand. These things cannot be accomplished without paranoia.
After getting rid of distracting thoughts, Zuo Wuzhou recalled the embarrassment of that year. He recalled the hatred of that year and the tragedy of that year. His eyes opened again, a flowing divine light was in full bloom, and the murderous intention was overflowing!
At this moment, the first group of soul monks jumped up and surrounded them in a circle, full of murderous intent!
Zuo Wuzhou felt extremely comfortable, and all the pores in his body were glowing with pleasure!
He whispered softly: "Shijin!"
At the end of the battle, the blood dragon appears!
With a twist of the body and a slash, he transformed into a dragon with all his strength, moving with ease. The intertwined brilliance glowed with a peerless and charming light, hiding unparalleled fierceness.
On the green hills, a strong and cold wind suddenly blew up, blowing up the red flowers and green leaves, causing them to sway in the wind, creating a shimmering beauty.
It rotated once, and the force of the sword swallowed up thousands of miles. The first line of soul monks leapt towards them, like falling leaves, spilling the juice of red flower petals. However, there were clearly many screams that resounded throughout the world.
It's not as sad as the withering of petals. It's sad.
The blood drops all over the sky were sprinkled down. One of them was sprinkled on a small white flower. It condensed but did not disperse, making it look more delicate and beautiful.
The sword points to the sky and is invincible.
"Behead!" Shi Jin ferociously swung his body, transformed into a bloody dragon, soared into the clouds and mist and swallowed the heads of a group of people.
But when I saw this group of soul monks snapping, the blood tide receded, and instantly countless heads shot up to the sky, and blood spilled from their necks like a fountain. It fell on the black soil, and the stain became darker.
"Good boy, come." Zuo Wuzhou's spirit has never been as high as it is at this moment. The blood in his body is full of enthusiasm. However, he still keeps the mourning platform clear and sees the battle situation more clearly: "I'm here.
Those who kill for revenge, it is best if you are all provoked. Otherwise, if we run away again, I will not have revenge."
The "Seven Kills Fist" suddenly transformed into the Seven Kills Sword Technique, and the "Sword Soul" was connected with the mind. The Shiju Sword actually seemed to be extended arms, like arms and fingers, without any hindrance.
He took the person's head with his sword and slashed past him with one slash. He immediately cut off a group of soul monks in half. Then he concentrated on slashing, and it passed through the body like a beam of light and electricity.
Wu Jun looked at Zuo Wuzhou in disbelief as he passed by his body, and was about to turn around. A thin line of blood suddenly burst out from his forehead, spread to his lower body, and exploded into two pieces.
This scene is as terrifying as magic.
Emperor Dong Wu of the Peilong Kingdom, Emperor Lu Wu of the Fengtian Kingdom, Emperor Zhongwu of the Biqing Kingdom, and Yun Tian of the Yuntian Kingdom.
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Dong, Lu, Zhongyun, and the four great martial emperors remained calm and quietly withdrew from the roaring and furious crowd, which was in a state of violence. They retreated to Tan Nu's side.
Dong Lu Zhongyun and the leaders of the Four Great Martial Emperor Swordsmen and the Two Kingdoms Sect moved. About twenty martial lords and executioners from one sect of the two kingdoms also retreated.
Emperor Lu Wu seemed to have said something unintentionally: "Brother Tan, you people from Jiuya seem to have not retreated."
Tan glanced at him angrily: "Lu, you don't need to test or provoke me. I am just a fool to eat and drink in Jiuya. I can't command those people to do whatever the Emperor of Jiuya wants to do."
He is very stubborn when he is angry. When he rises, he will not show mercy to anyone.
Don't look at the fact that he has been Jiuya Martial Lord, Martial Lord and Emperor for many years, but he never asks about Jiuya's affairs. Unless necessary, the emperor will never count on him. Furthermore, he is not from Jiuya in the first place.
"You're backing off." Emperor Dong Wu glanced at Emperor Yun Wu and chuckled.
Emperor Yunwu was a slightly petite female Emperor with a very cold temperament. Hearing this, one glance almost made people freeze: "To each other!"
Emperor Dong Wu took it for granted and sighed: "We didn't take action five years ago. Why provoke such a powerful enemy?"
Emperor Tiwu was actually a woman. She usually dressed in men's clothing and had a tougher appearance. She sneered and dissatisfied: "This Zuo Wuzhou is too crazy."
"It seems that he has the ability to be arrogant." Lu Xian smiled strangely: "If Emperor Zhongwu can't stand it, why not step forward."
Emperor Zhongwu snorted coldly and was speechless. After a while, he said: "There is no enmity in the first place. There is no point in provoking a madman."
Lu Xian sighed: "If it were one against six, I would have some confidence in him. But now there are thousands of people. I'm afraid it will be difficult. He is indeed a little crazy."
The blood of Ren Dao blazed brightly in front of a martial lord. Severe pain came from his neck. Then, he saw himself flying into the sky.
The "Seven Kills Fist" is integrated into the sword technique, and it can still be used with ease and freedom. Although it does not have the power of combat skills, it captures the essence of the Seven Kills.
The sword rose and fell, and the blood spilled all over the sky. It condensed on its own. It slowly condensed around Zuo Wuzhou's body, bit by bit, and formed a blood-colored water dragon that lingered around the body. This scene was full of evil and mystery.
, extremely ferocious.
Seeing such a strange scene, everyone who saw it exclaimed: Be careful of his super-soul fighting skills!"
Those who yelled like this were all people who had seen Zuo Wuzhou condensing water and performing super-soul fighting skills that day.
A Tamsui Martial Emperor was so powerful that he struck towards the left without a boat!
"Come again, again and again, I just don't want to kill you Martial Emperors for the time being, so as not to break the courage of these people." Zuo Wuzhou was furious: "You think I really can't kill you or what?"
In vain, Zuo Wuzhou's eyes became extremely fierce. At a glance, he saw that a martial master had his will stolen away. He screamed in horror and urinated in his urine, and he fainted from fear!
"Shi Jie, go and kill!" Throw it away!
His right hand suddenly became free, and his left hand took the essence-replenishing liquid, and his right hand condensed into a punch of steel. Yaokong punched him from a distance of twenty meters! A lot of the four souls had been consumed in an instant explosion.
The roar of thunder was deafening, but the boundless power of the spiritual energy of the sky blasted it all away.
In an instant, the ground shook and the mountains shook. The soul monk who was nearest could hardly stand. The sky was blocked and the sun was blocked. The punch seemed to turn into an extremely huge fist in an instant, and it was blasted away with extremely fierce power!
Whenever they were touched by this "Heaven-shaking Seal", many soul monks suddenly wailed and screamed to find that half of their bodies were blasted into flesh and turned into flying ashes towards the Martial Emperor.
How could the Martial Emperor stop it? He spat out a mouthful of blood. After all, he had already exhausted a lot of his four soul powers, and this blow only shattered the bones of his arms. He screamed violently, and fled with lightning bolts.
"The fire method is boundless, start!" Zuo Wuzhou just made a good move and threw the arcing knife, spinning in the air, and flew back to his hand.
It blasted past like thunder and lightning, and transformed into a ghost. It passed through the body like gas.
The Martial Emperor roared wildly, and exploded with a loud crack, making the sky full of minced meat!
The blood once again condensed into Zuo Wuzhou.
After entering the entrance of the replenishing liquid, the power of the five souls is replenished.
Countless soul monks were like a colorful wave, attacking Zuo Wuzhou one after another. The fighting spirit was completely ignited. I don't know who shouted: "He has no soul power, come on, kill him."
The soul monks didn't know that Zuo Wuzhou still had half a bottle of Yuan-Building Liquid, a treasure that could replenish soul power in a timely manner. With this half-bottle of Yuan-Building Liquid, he could fight for a long time.
"If you want to kill me, then show your true skills!" Zuo Bazhou laughed loudly, and continued to kill many people without stopping with his hands. The blood mist that was released by the violent general did not disperse for a long time, and became more and more popular.
The thicker the condensation becomes.
Zuo Wuzhou's eyes were full of waves, like a chariot that had reached its extreme speed, blasting past. With such momentum, it would be easy to say that people, mountains and water would be crushed away.
It is the ferocity that breaks mountains and rocks, the violence that shakes the heavens and the earth.
Such a tough and fierce fighting method is exactly like a snowball that is getting bigger and bigger. The murderous aura is getting heavier and heavier. The evil aura is getting thicker and thicker. This crushing force is about to crush this living thing together.
Way to go.
It is no longer appropriate to call it a tiger that descends from the mountain. This is clearly an extremely efficient killing machine.
But relying on the tactics learned in the battle formation.
Zuo Wuzhou is like a killing machine. Every part of his body can kill people. Especially his explosive muscles, which are really like steel. Even ordinary people may not be able to penetrate them with a knife.
Every part of his body has been transformed into the most ferocious murder weapon. Within the scope of the "boundless fire method", Zuo Wuzhou is clearly an invincible being. He cuts with swords, punches and blasts, leans on his shoulders and throws his legs, etc., he can do anything.
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It looked like they were surrounded, but in fact, when someone leaned on his shoulder, the bones of Wu Zun or Wu Jun were shattered. The flying generals were blown away, and no one knew how many people were involved.
With the protection of dragon bone armor, you are relieved of your worries. With the release of divine consciousness by the outstanding thief Xiao Zuo Wuzhou, Danbi can almost feel every change in the battlefield, every subtle change. In this way, Zuo can be
Wuzhou just happened to avoid countless killing moves that could seriously injure him, which in vain increased his combat effectiveness.
In this way, the Seven Kills Fist is transformed into a sword technique to be used. Although it is not a combat skill, the Seven Kills, a unique combat method that contains the five elements, is really unpredictable.
Taking the essence of the "Seven Killing Fist", once it is activated, it is really continuous and powerful like thunder. Once it is activated, and then rushes forward without hesitation, it will be a flash of swords and shadows, and countless residual limbs will fly.
Especially with the battlefield tactics, every part of the body is used. When used in this way, it is obvious that he is like a killing god.
If it had been anyone else, he might not have succeeded. Zuo Wuzhou was so eager to kill, and his passion for killing was soaring. He would not spare the Yuan-tonifying liquid. He used extremely powerful soul power to make every move, and there were so many Yuan-tonifying liquids. How could this happen?
It can be consumed.
It should be noted that if it were another Martial Emperor to deal with a battle of one against a hundred, he would not dare to squander his soul power, otherwise a feast of soul power would be a dead end.
Not to mention one against a thousand, against thousands. In such a chaotic battle situation, the ten emperors would either vomit blood and retreat, or face a dead end. In short, the more people there are, the more chaotic the scene will be, and the more chaotic the battle will be.
, it is normal to care about the head rather than the tail.
No matter how much soul and energy is consumed, even if Wu Yu takes action himself, as long as he doesn't escape, he may not get a good deal.
There is no serious problem in dealing with group battles in this way. In addition to Zuo Wuzhou's innate fighting skills, it is only possible to achieve this through the combination of multiple advantages. It is unique and will never be copied.
This battle is truly stunning.
Pang Ji's face was pale, his heart was pounding, and he was secretly shocked: "It turns out that this friend of Master Nie is so ferocious and has such terrifying strength. Although it is a new breakthrough, he has extremely terrifying strength."
The more Pang Ji watched, the more frightened he became. Even if he was a martial artist, if he was restricted from using his combat skills, he would never dare to fight against thousands of enemies. Pang Ji was ashamed, sweating coldly, and thought: "I was still alive that day.
I look down on him as a Martial Emperor. It turns out that this person is so terrifying and can exert several times the strength of the Martial Emperor."
"This Zuo Wuzhou looks like nothing on ordinary days. In a life-and-death battle, this person can display the strength of ten Martial Emperors, or even more...
This is really too terrifying." Pang Ji shuddered, remembering that half of the city was bombed that day: "This man is more ferocious and ruthless than Master Nie, and he is extremely murderous. Whoever can be his enemy will
That means it’s hard to live.”
"If I had known that he was only twenty-eight years old, if I had known that his strength was so terrifying, I should have taken it seriously that day. I hope he would not be dissatisfied with me." Pang Ji's face was green and white, and he had been looking down on Zuo Wu that day.
What about Zhou's Martial Emperor cultivation?
Pang Ji felt sorry for himself, and Nie Wen looked at it with his eyes red and about to cry and vomit. He was retching on the one hand, and his blood was boiling on the other: "Brother Zuo. Brother Zuo is so unscrupulous, why do you always have to cut your body into pieces?"
, so disgusting.”
The soul cultivator is not a pervert, and no one likes to do things like dismembering corpses or killing people. Nie Wen, from a background like this, how could he not have seen this before?
It would be terrible to preserve the body.
Song Xihu and Xuan Qian each swallowed their saliva, vaguely feeling that what they swallowed was like blood, and their faces turned pale: "It's so terrifying. In just a moment, hundreds of people may have died tragically."
Song Xihu and Xuan Qian finally understood the rumors that had been circulating in Ronghe District in the past few years. They finally saw that the so-called Zuo Killer God was not in vain.
It was really the momentum of being killed from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
A mouthful of blood was about to spurt out, but before it could be spilled, it was already solidified in the blood all over him.
The heroes kept charging and killing, but Zuo Wuzhou was not seen to be shaken or injured at all. He was about to waver. At this time, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the heroes cheered: "He is injured, let's kill him in one go. Let's see what he does next."
mad."
Zuo Wuzhou took advantage of the situation and staggered, slashed with his sword, and with a few chirps, several heads flew into the air. His mind remained the same, unmoving, and his thoughts fluctuated: "I will take your heads and kill them for five years."
Hate."
A smile that moves the heavens, and another wild smile that makes people's hearts sway and be robbed of their hearts. With such heroic spirit and such courage, how can people not be moved by emotion and how can they not be admired in their hearts.
It is the ambition to eat the flesh of the enemy and to laugh and drink the blood of the enemy. There is nothing more pleasurable in the world than this: kill the enemy and take the head, carry the sword and travel thousands of miles. This is how it should be.
Such and such, but it is the pleasure of life that must be fully enjoyed. Don't use your sword to face the enemy empty-handed. You are born a man. What a pity for a man's courage. When he should be violent, he should be decapitated.
So what if I can defeat thousands of enemies at once? I have the courage to swallow thousands of miles, and I have the ambition to be as high as the sky.
Even if you lose, you will lose with great pride. Even if you lose, you will lose with joy and ease. Although Zuo Wuzhou can be defeated physically, no one can defeat him mentally.
In the chest, there is actually a breath of air that is expanding and fermenting. It fills the chest, overflows in the heart, and is released from every pore in the body.
There is a lot of pride in my chest, and it is really a boundless pleasure. Killing happily, feeling relieved, and avenging the revenge of five years ago. In this way. This kind of happiness is really reaching the top, roaring out, and satisfying
He laughed wildly and dripping with tears: "It's so happy, it's so happy!"
Like an angry whale sucking up water, it raises its neck into the air and roars like a tidal wave. Like a real dragon, it soars ninety thousand miles away and sings wildly: "Now I want to ride the wind back and show off my talents to the height of ten thousand people. Sweep the world's enemies and bandits, and drain me."
My heart will hate you forever."
All the heroes were trembling with fear amid the wild singing! Suddenly you felt so insignificant.