boom!
While the others were still immersed in shock, Zhao Ying had already jumped out instantly and helped the bloody figure up.
Zhao Ying was a master of martial arts and had a very fine sense. As soon as he touched Zhao Ming's body, he suddenly felt his heart twitch.
All the bones in the body were crushed, the meridians all over the body were severed, and the Qi Sea Snow Mountain had completely collapsed.
Like an hourglass.
I can't hold back any vitality or vitality.
Zhao Ying's arms trembled, and she carefully turned Zhao Ming's body over. For just a moment...
Tears couldn't stop flowing from his eyes.
A man doesn't shed tears easily.
Just not to the point of sadness.
A huge blood hole was suddenly dug out of Zhao Ming's chest. The heart was empty, leaving only gurgling blood...
It gushes out like spring water, soaking the clothes and armor.
face.
There should have been a pair of sharp eyes, but now there were only two dark holes, as if to express the despair at that time.
Zhao Ying burst into tears.
But no sound could be uttered. When people are the saddest, they cry without words or sound.
People, dead.
Zhao Ying's hand rested on the corpse's breath, and finally fell down weakly.
The others watched all this in silence.
His eyes were full of sadness.
The majestic generals and military strategists in heaven could not escape the fate of dying on the battlefield after all.
And this may also be their fate soon.
Only Xu Qingfeng looked solemnly at the white jade-like young man behind the waterfall, surrounded by boundless evil aura.
His expression was extremely surly.
Looking at the silent Zhao Ying with a joking face, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
It seemed that appreciating the pain of others made him feel extremely comfortable.
The corpse king, who was completely black and physically powerful, was standing behind the white jade young man, very respectfully.
The atmosphere was deathly silent.
silence.
Don't destroy in silence, just explode in silence.
Suddenly, a sad cry resounded.
"elder brother!"
Zhao Ying roared, completely igniting the fierce anger in his heart, and the majestic energy and blood suddenly burst out of him.
boom!
As soon as Zhao Ying stepped on the ground, it was full of cracks. He disappeared instantly and flew towards the white jade boy behind the waterfall.
Chen Zhixun's expression changed and he said in shock:
"Don't be impulsive!"
Xu Qingfeng turned into a golden light, followed Zhao Ying and said:
"If you can't help it, hurry up and help!"
Qin Xiu and Li Daonian woke up immediately. One set up his sword and the other walked against the wind, following closely behind.
Only then did Chen Zhixun realize his stupidity.
A seventh-grade grandmaster.
Witnessing the tragic death of his brother, his enemy was still right in front of him.
He himself advised others to calm down.
What an idiot.
He immediately followed, and at this moment Zhao Ying was already fighting with the white jade young man.
Zhao Ying is a pure martial artist.
Cultivation of Qi and blood, training of body and mind, and clearing of acupoints.
From the outside in, the vitality is generated by itself.
He doesn't know any fancy magic tricks.
He only has a pair of iron fists, the essence of his fists, and his pursuit is to defeat all methods with one punch.
I saw him clenching his fist and condensing his energy into one.
Hot blood, burning anger.
Even the air around him became extremely hot and twisted.
One punch, blast out.
But the white jade young man smiled faintly and said: "If I had known this, maybe I should have let you two go together."
"Maybe it would be more interesting."
I saw that he was carrying it with one hand, and he just stretched out his right palm. Suddenly, a thick black evil surged between his palms, as deep as ink.
Boom!
Zhao Ying's fist did not come into contact with the young man's palm, but the two extremely powerful forces suddenly collided in the void.
between two people.
The originally formless and qualityless space instantly turned into millions of glass fragments, suddenly turning into a wave that swept around.
Wherever the aftermath passes.
The waterfall rolled back and the water dried up, and the ancient trees turned into powder.
Roar!
The corpse king behind the white jade young man flashed out in an instant, and while Zhao Ying was fighting with his fists, he grabbed his chest with a claw.
Demons have no moral restraints.
The white jade young man doesn't mind fighting more with less. This is not a competition in the ring, but a duel between life and death.
Zhao Ying's eyes were filled with anger.
He saw the corpse king's sneak attack in his eyes.
But the white jade young man's evil force came in waves like waves, leaving him with no time to withdraw his strength to resist.
Only then did Zhao Ying wake up.
He was blinded by anger!
At the critical juncture of life and death, Zhao Ying caught a glimpse of a man in green clothes suddenly appearing next to him.
block!
Golden light overflows.
A green bamboo staff emitted brilliant golden light, blocking the sharp claws lingering in the corpse aura, and a clear voice came.
"I will stop the Corpse King!"
"You guys work together to take down the other one!"
The white jade young man glanced with interest at the Taoist priest in green who suddenly appeared. He was handsome and extremely fast.
Especially the scorching golden light emanating from the Taoist's body actually made his evil spirit extremely repulsive.
This is the authentic Xuanmen Taoism.
Before Zhao Ying could respond in time, he saw the golden light of the Taoist's bamboo staff turning into a big net, instantly trapping the Corpse King.
Then he picked up the golden rope with one hand and threw the Corpse King away like a sack.
There was a boom.
Unable to break free, the Corpse King fell straight into the jungle, breaking countless ancient trees before stopping his retreat.
The Taoist in green flashed and chased after the Corpse King.
Immediately afterwards, Qin Xiu's Frost Snow Flying Sword flashed past Zhao Ying, carrying a sharp sword light, and slashed towards the young man's head.
Li Daonian and Chen Zhixun, who came later, took action one after another. Daoyin and Wenyi attacked the young man, aiming to contain him.
"General Zhao, we are here to help you!"
The young man with white jade finally looked away and said with a smile: "It's interesting, but the heat is still a bit lacking."
He waved the other hand on his back instantly, with a crisp sound of gold and iron, and smashed the Frost Snow Flying Sword away with one palm.
Then the young man's whole body was filled with fierce evil energy like black flames, and the four Dao Seals were swallowed up in an instant.
Li Daonian was attacked by the spell.
He frowned and spit out another mouthful of blood.
The white jade young man tilted his head and looked at Chen Zhixun with disdain: "It's just a huge pressure, but I don't feel anything at all."
Chen Zhixun's eyes widened.
All that was heard was that the young man's bones made a crackling sound, like thunder on a summer night.
The space was shaken in an instant.
The evil spirit mixed with the fist intention spread along the shock, easily shaking Chen Zhixun's literary intention away.
Chen Zhixun's consciousness almost fainted instantly.
The white jade young man's joking gaze fell back on Zhao Ying, who had a solemn look on his face, and he sneered:
"Only the one just now is interesting to you."
"Oh, and that Taoist priest."
Zhao Ying was furious. He didn't want to take the opportunity to use his strength to overwhelm the white jade young man's palm strength.
But if I don’t want to, I really can’t.
The evil energy in the young man's palms continued to surge with great force.
Even when he faced the sword energy techniques of Qin Xiu and others, there was no fluctuation at all.
It can be said that he is calm and calm, and he can firmly suppress Zhao Ying with one hand.
"I hope you can give me more surprises."
The white jade young man sneered, and suddenly the evil energy in his palms expanded violently, knocking Zhao Ying back several feet.
Then the figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.
Zhao Ying's eyes widened in anger, his body reacted faster than his consciousness, and he quickly raised his arms to block.
boom!
The young man's fist suddenly stopped half a foot in front of him, and was held tightly by Zhao Ying's arms.
But Zhao Ying's arms were already aching.
What a strong force!
What kind of monster is this!
The expression of the white jade young man is wild and flamboyant:
"good!"
"Come again!"
