Chapter 118: Killing (II)

In order to. Muhua and anxiously stared at Jizoji Temple. He roared angrily!" Dare to provoke my Nine Shadows?"

The handsome and charming Jizo Temple smiled very coquettishly, and he said softly: "Kill them all, who knows that my Jizo Temple clan did it?"

With a flick of the knife, the cold light tore through the air and pierced Hua's heart. Jizo Temple Yiruan shouted: "Thank you for killing my indisputable dead ghost father, so that I can control the Jizo Temple clan!"

This Yongdao has extremely strange attributes, and its knife light is extremely fast, so fast that Penghua doesn't even have time to react.

The ferocity of the zombie was aroused, and Aiming Hua glared at the scarlet eyes and roared: "Desperate? Am I afraid of you? It's a big deal to die again!"

The upper body was slightly to the left, and Peng Hua let the knife sink deep into his chest. He "shh The monster screamed and ran forward, and his body slid forward sharply along the blade, and it only took two or three steps to rush to the stunned Jizoji Ichiruan. With a wild laugh, Penghua seemed to use all his strength to punch the chest of Jizoji Yiruan.

Jizoji Yiruan was so frightened that he let go of his Yong knife, and he pulled out two small pale green and Tai knives from the big sleeves of his kimono, and slashed at Penghua's fist with all his strength.

The fist was retracted lightly, and the two rounds of knife light almost wiped the cold hair on the fist. Under the frightened and incomprehensible gaze of Jizo Temple, Penghua's body lightly went backwards He made an extremely standard soccer ball to hang a golden hook! His boot toe with alloy sharp corners hung fiercely on a certain position of Jizo Temple.

There was a crisp sound, and an ambiguous ball of flesh spurted out with a rain of blood. Jizoji Temple, like the hermitage, is pale pink and sprinkled with cherry blossoms, and the kimono robe is sprinkled with blood. Just like the blood of the stunning beauty spitting on the peach blossom fan!

The scream of a widowed lone wolf came out of the mouth of the Jizoji Temple, and he howled hoarsely. Instinctively grabbed the handle of the Yongdao with both hands, flung the long knife fiercely towards the sky, turned around and dragged the long knife and fled in embarrassment.

This pick and throw seems simple, but it can be a lot of fun. From his chest to his right shoulder, a gap more than a foot long was split in his county body, and two pale red lungs fluttered out of the gap. There was no blood in the wound at all, only a large amount of viscous black gas constantly spurting out. Peng Hua screamed in pain, he didn't dare to chase down the Jizo Temple, he also turned around and fled. As he ran, he broke open the broken wound on his shoulder and carefully stuffed the lungs that were hanging out of his body back into his body.

"Ouch my mom, fortunately I'm a zombie, if I were a normal person, wouldn't I be dead?"

But in the blink of an eye he cried out again: "Ouch, I was originally a dead man, what am I afraid of death for?"

Hara spun around and waved his right arm vigorously. Now that his wounds had begun to heal rapidly, he turned excitedly and greeted the ninja of the Jizoji family.

There were nearly three hundred remnants of the Secret Service special soldiers, and they wisely followed closely behind Peng Hua, forming a multi-circle formation with extremely strong defense, relying on the powerful cryo-ray cannon in their hands, and fighting with the swarming ninjas of the Jizo Temple family.

Peng Hua was in front, occupying the exit of a small valley no more than twenty meters wide, and withstood the crazy onslaught of the ninja.

The special soldiers gathered a hundred meters behind Jianhua, and the dense freezing rays continued to surge, and a large group of ninjas were frozen into white ice and froze on the spot.

These frozen ninjas hindered the onslaught of their companions behind them. As a result, the pressure on Aiming for China is getting lighter and lighter.

The battle of the battleships in the high altitude had come to an end, and the incoming battleships flew away with billowing smoke, and less than 30 percent of their battleships escaped. The ninja army on the ground saw the fleet fleeing, and they immediately dispersed, like rats splashed by boiling water, and fled without a trace in the blink of an eye. Penghua didn't notice any of them, he just punched and killed the slowest ninja, and the others didn't even catch a single head!

In the cave, by the lava lake, the Red Feather Witch King raised the red vine cane in his right hand and took the thirty-six thunder lights one by one. With a wave of his hand, a puff of yin fire burned from the feet of the nine big men beside Gu Xichen. and Xinjia Xiao Zhao Yi burned most of their bodies, causing them to turn into purple light and escape back to the ancient evil dust.

"Husband!"

The Red Feather Witch King snorted angrily, and he could see from Gu Evil Chen's gaze that Gu Evil Dust had no intention of taking refuge in himself at all. He immediately raised his right hand and threw out a jade talisman carved from red jade. A red light penetrated into the rock wall at the top of the cave, and I don't know where it flew. He smiled at Gu Xichen and said: "Good, good, good, toast without eating and drinking, today this king will let you know what regret is!"

The red light came out, and it was a signal from space that suddenly descended from space to raid the Secret Service fleet. Jizang Temple Yiruan also received this signal before leading the Jizo Temple clan to raid Penghua.

A large hand composed of only magma in a radius of several feet flew up from the lava lake, grabbing the ancient evil dust with a rolling wave of heat. The Red Feather Witch King sneered, "Boy." Wait until I kill all the subordinates you brought this time, and then I will slowly deal with you!"

The large hand of magma surrounded the ancient evil dust in an instant. The heat wave paved the surface, and the silk was emitting green smoke.

Gu Xichen silently raised his true qi, and his right claw expanded to a square circle. In the stunned gaze of the Red Feather Witch King, a snow spirit divine claw slammed into the lava that was close at hand

"Boom, there was a loud bang, and a piece of lava within a radius of several meters was frozen by the cold air, and a heavy blow knocked this frozen lava nearly a hundred meters away, and slammed into the Red Feather Witch King in the chest.

The Red Feather Witch King snorted coldly with disdain, and with a little rattan skill in his hand, the condensed lava boulder immediately turned into flying ashes. A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the large hands turned into lava immediately enveloped the ancient evil dust.

"Snort, a small thick cold qi erupted from the ancient evil dust body, and the lava and the cold qi collided, splashing a large amount of water vapor.

Gu Xichen fell to the ground on one knee, his claws holding the lava giant palm pressed down from the top of his head, and his whole body trembled as if he was a little overwhelmed.

The Red Feather Witch King smiled smugly, his eyes were like electricity, and he stared at Gu Xichen with a smile: "Agree to this king's conditions, this king promises you a bright future." If not, 1? This king can't only destroy you with a spicy hand, and then find out what this king wants from you

Gu Xichen took a low breath, and he roared angrily: "Old fellow, what kind of hero are you who rely on cultivation to bully me? If you want me to promise you those bastard conditions, you can let me beat you with all my strength Nine Punches Xiao Jiu Punch You will not die, I will obediently worship you as a teacher!"

"Nine Fists?" the Red Feather Witch King hesitated.

Nine fists, exchange all the treasures that the ancient evil dust got from the Heavenly Star.

Nine Fists, for Gu Evil Dust, the director of the secret service who has real power in the Federation.

Nine fists, for an apprentice who was accepted as a disciple by the Corpse Emperor!

The three witches played the ancient evil dust and broke the sect, but their real intention was to make the ancient evil sit in the Nine Hidden Roads as an undercover agent!

As long as you eat the nine fists of the ancient evil dust. You'll have it!

Red Feather Wuji's eyes flickered for a while, and he sneered: "Okay, I'll follow you!"

With a wave of his big hand, a red light invisible to the naked eye covered his whole body, and the Red Feather Witch King dispersed the lava giant palm and flew directly in front of Gu Xichen. He sneered arrogantly and conceitedly: "Look at how you kill me with nine punches! He put his hands behind his back, and with a strange seal on his hand, he was ready to strain.

If Gu Evil Dust showed signs of using a magic weapon, the Red Feather Witch King would definitely kill Gu as soon as possible

Dust!

Slowly stood up, looking at the Red Feather Witch King who was on guard, Gu Xichen punched hard

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** Power explosion fifty tons. The real gas explosion is less than one percent. This punch was heavy and sharp, but it didn't even get close to the body of the Red Feather Witch King, and it was blocked by a red light.

Gu Xichen roared in surprise: "This is called hard to catch my nine fists?

The Red Feather Witch King's face turned red, and he retorted, "How does this king know

Without allowing the Red Feather Witch King to speak, Gu Xichen had already raised his right hand and swore an oath: "I, Gu Xichen, swear to the heavens, saying that it is nine fists. It's nine fists, if I use a magic weapon or an auxiliary thing, it will make me thunder and thunder, and I won't die well!"

The Red Feather Witch King was stunned for a moment. Suddenly laughed: "Okay, this king believes you!"

With a wave of his hand, the red light on his body flashed, and the Red Feather Witch King laughed wildly: "This king has removed the body protection magic weapon, and now it's your turn to do it! You still have

This time, he still didn't let the Red Feather Witch King finish his words. Gu Xichen concentrated all his strength, covered his right palm with a three-inch-thick white Taiyin Xuanyan, and pressed it on the lower abdomen of the Red Feather Witch King with the fastest punch. The biting cold air almost instantly enveloped the Red Feather Witch King, and he roared in horror: "What the hell is this?" In the blink of an eye, he laughed proudly: "Senior, this king knows that you will not be obedient, hahaha, what kind of magic weapon is this?"

The red light was about to erupt from the Red Feather Witch King's body, Taiyin Xuanyan had already burned through the Red Feather Witch King's lower abdomen, and the red light in his body only lasted less than a snap of his fingers in Taiyin Xuanyan before turning into a viscous cold liquid. Taiyin Xuanyan circulated through the Red Feather Witch King's whole body with lightning speed, and white ice flames erupted in every pore around the Red Feather Witch King's body.

A hazy figure emerged from the body of the Red Feather Witch King, this was the primordial god he had cultivated. With an angry scream, the Red Feather Witch King was about to escape from the Yuan Shen, but a cloud of white ice flame burst out from the depths of his Yuan Shen out of nothing, and the pure Taiyin Xuanyan enveloped the Red Feather Witch King's body and his Yuan Shen, burning quietly and magnificently.

** Broken down into the tiniest atoms, the primordial spirit is broken down into tiny energy particles, and finally condensed into a fist-sized mass of incomparably pure soul origin energy.

The purple hurricane shot out from the center of Gu Evil Chen's eyebrows, plundering this almost transparent, colorless soul origin energy into the Purple Mansion of Zhihai.

There was a loud bang in the sea. The soul of the ancient evil dust frantically devoured this mass that was thousands of times stronger than itself, but lost all the soul origin of spiritual wisdom.

Severe pain enveloped the whole body. Every cell in his body twitched wildly, and the sharp pain from the soul origin caused Gu Xichen to let out a hoarse scream.

Out of instinct, he took out nearly 10,000 cubic meters of Zakra energy crystals from his small Qiankun bag, and lay on it.

Countless purple qi rushed out of his body, slowly covering the mountain-like energy crystals. Reminder of intermission

The seventh explosion on May 1

What about commuter passes? (To be continued)