It is in the cradle of destiny, in the cradle of being strangled.

It turns out that this is his trump card.

This is the right way to fight the emperor.

It is a weapon of killing when used in close combat.

Whoosh.

It refers to the tiger's flesh and blood that slashed through Zhang Chong's flesh and blood, and the bloodshots were bleed out.

Ma Yan, who was on the side, felt extremely distressed when she saw it, covered her nose with her hands, covered her head and cried.

It turns out that this is his world, and it will almost be like a living every day. While I feel so moved by it, I can't do anything.

Zhang Chong laughed.

"What are you laughing at? You will become my ban on the ground, cut into pieces." The emperor's crazy state was revealed, and a golden thread spread out, with blood, like a stunning lion emerging from hell.

He had used his weapon of killing to kill this person.

Zhang Chong bent his feet slightly and leaned his body upwards, and he actually had methods similar to Foshan's shadowless feet and the twelve legs of his family.

The two foot techniques are combined into one, the left foot touches the chest of the emperor, and the right foot kicks out in succession.

"What kind of kung fu is this?"

Bo Huang was shocked and felt that there was a cold invasion in his chest, and footprints were printed on his chest.

Dongdong. The King of Beats keeps retreating.

The electric hand wanted to help him, and he couldn't get close.

"Dreams are broken and cold smoke feet." Zhang Chong roared.

He kicked the King of Beating in the chest like a muffled thunder.

In an instant, the chest and abdomen were cracked, and blood and energy surged out.

The emperor fell down.

"Boss" saw that his brothers died one by one in front of him, and could no longer bear it. He patted his chest and the power on his hands was released to the maximum level.

Not only can't get close to you, you can feel the super power through two meters of Zhang Chong.

You must never let him escape, otherwise you will be restless at night.

Zhang Chong's index finger and middle finger are linked together with ten feet of throat locking. This time he used the power of yin and cold.

Although he secretly learned the ten-foot-shaped finger of a fairy who locked his throat, he had the power of ice and fire in his body, which naturally made it different. In the past two days, he pretended to be confused, but in fact he was in seclusion to comprehend the power of ice and cold.

Now I can easily grasp the ice power.

Squeak.

A blue pure Yin force broke through the constraints of electricity and strangled the electric hand's throat.

At the same time, Zhang Chong was also hit in the chest by a palm from the electric hand.

Both sides suffered losses.

Ma Yan quickly held the shaky Zhang Chong.

"How are you?" Ma Yan asked with concern.

"I can't die." Zhang Chong smiled, "Aren't you afraid?"

Ma Yan looked to the ground and saw blood everywhere. She immediately pushed Zhang Chong away, hugged her chest and squatted on the ground and vomited. She vomited all the tea juice she ate for lunch, which was quite disgusting.

Although this is not the first time she has seen someone die, the tragic scene still makes her worried.

After vomiting for a long time, my liver and gallbladder was about to be vomited out, and my face turned pale.

Zhang Chong shrugged and smiled brighter.

"Bad guy, you know I don't like this picture, but you still..." The more you said, he became more and more angry. Just now he could have taken action to show a little mercy, at least not let the other party die so miserably. He was fine, he insisted on making such a picture.

"Okay, let's go." Zhang Chong said, holding Ma Yan's hand.

"But these three people..." Ma Yan looked at Zhang Chong with a little frightened look.

"It's all right."
Chapter completed!