Chapter 657 Since I am born, the heavens shall be destroyed
Chapter 657: Since I am born, all the heavens must be destroyed
The valley is a gourd-shaped valley, with a narrow entrance and a wide interior. When Bulian Zhou walked in like this, he completely blocked the exit.
The 70 and 80 heavenly steps in the valley were all staring at him with extreme vigilance. They were all cautious and secretly raised their aura. On the other hand, Bu Lianzhou was facing the crowd alone, his expression unchanged, and he had a man who was as good as Guan Wan.
Fumo walked forward step by step with pride, and the sneer on the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious.
Tang Feng's figure quietly retreated ten feet. He was about to slip out of the valley just now, so when Bu Lianzhou came in, he was very close to this person. The energy in this person seemed to be uncontrollable and about to explode.
Tang Feng's violent and wild nature made Tang Feng feel that it was better for him to stay away from him.
Although the Bu family disciple broke out in a cold sweat, he still stood firm and did not move. He had no choice but to lead the people in the valley, and everyone who entered gave him a fragment of the treasure map.
If he acted too cowardly at this time, he really couldn't go on. What's more, both he and Bu Lianzhou were disciples of the Bu family, and he was probably the only one who could talk to Bu Lianzhou.
"Lian Zhou, what are you doing here?" This disciple of the Bu family braced himself and asked.
Bu Lianzhou didn't even look at him. His scarlet eyes, hidden by his long hair, were like wolves looking for food in the snow, circling around the people in the valley. Everyone who was targeted felt a chill in their spines.
Waves of chills.
"Dang, dang, dang..." The breeze blew, and a series of muffled sounds came. Looking in the direction of the source of the sound, everyone couldn't help but take a breath.
The sound came from Bu Lianzhou's waist, and his waist was densely wrapped with countless waist tags. These waist tags were full of blood, as if they were fished out of a blood pool. No.
There are many ways to count them, but there are at least dozens of these waist tags. Under the breeze, these blood-stained waist tags collide together and make a muffled sound, like a sultry song, which is shocking.
There was an uproar. Although the people present had more or less killed opponents and snatched other people's badges, no one had such a record as Bu Lianzhou. Each badge corresponded to a life. Now he
Dozens of waist badges mean that he has killed dozens of people in these days!
It is very likely that among these people there are brothers and sisters of their own! For a while, the expressions of many people looking at Bu Lianzhou changed, from fear to anger.
"Lian Zhou!" When the Bu family disciple saw that Bu Lianzhou did not answer, but instead walked straight towards him, he couldn't help shouting again in a higher tone, but quietly put his left hand on the sword on his waist.
"If you don't want to die... just get out!" A hoarse, as if suppressed voice came from Bu Lianzhou's throat. The words were extremely slow, and the sound was as harsh as pig iron friction, piercing straight into the heart, making people unable to help but get nervous.
Goosebumps, chills in my heart.
When the last word was spoken, Tang Feng suddenly noticed that Bu Lianzhou had moved his hands.
A bloody light suddenly appeared, as red as the newborn sun, and on the hand Bu Lianzhou raised, a huge bloody handprint appeared out of the air.
This bloody handprint contained great power, which directly tore apart the space and pushed it into the chest of the Bu family disciple with almost overwhelming force.
With a "squeak" sound, the sharp sword was unsheathed. This disciple of the Bu family knew that Bu Lianzhou never looked at people when he took action, so he had been wary of this moment for a long time. Moreover, he himself was also a high-level heaven-level master. Even though his strength was not as good as that of Bu Lianzhou, he would not
As for being killed instantly with one hit.
The sharp sword shook out a sword curtain, blocking the advance of the huge bloody handprint. Even so, the offensive of this bloody handprint was so fierce that it exceeded everyone's expectations.
In an instant, bloody handprints were slapped on the Bu family disciple. The Bu family disciple grunted, staggered back several steps, and looked at Bu Lianzhou with a pale face, a look of unwillingness and humiliation on his face.
He is a disciple of the Bu family, and Bu Lianzhou is also a disciple of the Bu family. If he is injured by others, it will be fine. He can only blame himself for his lack of strength. However, he was injured by Bu Lianzhou, who is also a disciple of the Bu family, and
No reason.
Dozens of people were watching the joke, where could he put his face?
Fortunately, he reacted in time just now and blocked it with his sword skills. Otherwise, if Bu Lianzhou's bloody handprint were to be sealed, he would have been seriously injured even if he did not die. As a disciple of the Bu family, he naturally has some knowledge of the techniques Bu Lianzhou practices.
Understand that this kind of bloody handprint cannot be defended by the protective energy.
"Get out!" Bu Lianzhou said one word coldly without killing the opponent with one blow, and then turned his attention to others.
The Bu family disciple's face turned green and red, but after hearing this word, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. If Bu Lianzhou said this word, it meant that he was willing to let him go. Otherwise, he would
If you have a character that kills generals, you will not be recognized by your relatives.
"Bless yourselves, Bu! Take your leave!" The disciple of the Bu family bit down, returned the sword to its sheath, glanced at Bu Lianzhou bitterly, unfolded his body and ran quickly out of the valley. Now he was muddled.
When a Bodhisattva crosses a river and cannot save himself, how can he care about the life and death of others?
After the disciple of the Bu family left, the scene fell into silence for a while. Countless people were thinking about the move Bu Lianzhou had just performed. The move was very simple, just making a bloody handprint. Everyone present had
Many people are confident that with the help of Gang Qi, they can also hit such a palm, but even though everyone knows this move, some people can't figure out why such a simple move can't be intercepted by a high-ranking heaven-level person, which makes it even more painful.
Minor injuries.
Tang Feng was also thinking about it. The more he thought about it, the more he became wary of this Bu Lianzhou. The bloody handprint should have been pushed out by him with a palm technique, but ordinary palm techniques, even superior palm techniques, would not be nearly as powerful.
So. The only explanation is that this person's Gangxin power has greatly enhanced the power of that palm. The degree of enhancement is enough to make it impossible for a high-ranking heaven-level person to fully receive it.
What kind of Gangxin does he have? Tang Feng really doesn't know. After all, a person's Gangxin is the biggest secret.
"You... all must die!" Bu Lianzhou's voice was still so hoarse and slow, but this time his words were obviously filled with a sense of excitement, as if a hunting dog had chased its prey and was about to
It opens its fangs and bites the throat of its prey.
"Rampant!" Someone in the crowd immediately sneered, "Bu Lianzhou, don't you underestimate the world's heroes too much and think too highly of yourself."
Although everyone has heard of Bu Lianzhou's name and knows his ferocity and violence, there is only one him after all, and there are as many as seventy or eighty in the heavenly ranks in the valley. Everyone is a rising star, and they have their own
His dignity and pride will never give in easily. Bu Lianzhou's words obviously aroused public outrage.
But think about it, with seventy or eighty heaven-level people gathered together, even ordinary spirit-level masters would not dare to take their lead lightly, let alone a mere heaven-level person in Bulianzhou.
"As soon as I was born... all the heavens must be destroyed!" Bu Lianzhou didn't care at all about the masters in front of him, bursts of laughter came from his throat, his hands slowly raised, and then they swayed like a violent storm.
One after another, the same bloody handprints as before were pushed forward with a fierce roar, fighting, and was picked up by Bu Lianzhou without any warning.
Ten huge bloody handprints roared in, turning the entire dark sky a blood-red color. A circle of red ripples visible to the naked eye spread out from under Bulian Zhou's feet, spreading out in waves.
The smell of blood was so strong that it couldn't be wiped away.
"Be careful!" Facing the overwhelming bloody handprints, everyone felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy. They never expected that Bu Lianzhou would be so rampant. Faced with 70 or 80 people, he would take action as soon as he said it. When the bloody handprints appeared,
When they were hit in front of them, those who reacted quickly quickly moved out of the way, while those who reacted slowly quickly drew out their weapons and used all they had learned in an attempt to resist the attack of the bloody handprint.
More than a dozen people joined forces to intercept, and the scene was lively and colorful for a while. Gang Qi of various attributes exploded ferociously, and different special skills were used to their fullest.
Those huge bloody handprints were more than half broken into pieces in an instant.
However, there were still a few bloody handprints that were successfully pushed in front of those people. A middle-grade heaven-level man standing in the front showed a look of horror. Seeing that he could no longer stop the advance of the bloody handprints, he hurriedly used his luck to
Protect yourself, trying to protect the vital position so as not to be killed.
There was a muffled sound of "poof", and the middle-grade heaven-level man was marked with bloody handprints on his body.
The protective Gang Qi was intact, and after the bloody handprint was slapped on his body, it seemed to have no power, and it did not hurt him at all. This man was also stunned for a moment, obviously not understanding why the notorious Bu Lianzhou's moves were like this
Nonsense.
He had a lingering fear on his face, gasping for air, forcing out a smile and saying, "It scared me to death."
There is nothing more surprising than this in the aftermath of the disaster.
However, not everyone present was as ignorant of Bulianzhou as he was. Some people frowned at him and reminded him: "Tear off your clothes and look at your chest!"
Hearing this, the mid-level heaven-level man quickly tore off his clothes with trembling hands, exposing his chest, looked down, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Because there was a bright red bloody handprint on his chest, as if it had been branded on it with a soldering iron. It was so bright and red that it was about to bleed.
"What is this..." This middle-grade heaven-level man was suddenly confused. He didn't know Bu Lianzhou at all, and naturally he didn't understand the ferocity of the blood handprint. He couldn't help but look up at the crowd and asked, "What is this for?"
"Hey." Many people sighed in unison, looking at him as if they were looking at a dead person.
"What on earth is this?" He didn't feel any pain or itching at the moment, and there was nothing abnormal at all, but he also knew that the bloody handprint on his chest was definitely not a good thing, and the looks others looked at him said everything.
"Huh...can this thing kill me?" In panic, this mid-level heaven-level man was already at a loss. No one could remain calm in the face of unknown dangers.
