Running wildly with the Bajiquan team, Zhou Shaohua walked wildly through the gaps in the chaotic battlefield, like a pack of wolves that collectively pounced on prey, viciously pounced on the mysterious shadow troops that had appeared on the edge of the bright area.
Such a violent movement naturally attracted the attention of Chen Zun, and Long Nu in the field. The wild momentum and the replica-like appearance and equipment gave them a somewhat ominous premonition as they prepared to fight back.
"Are you waiting for reinforcements? Give up this idea!" Amidst Li's roar, Di Cheng suddenly appeared behind Chen Zun, with the Huangquan knife in his hand slashing at the back of his neck with a roaring wind, like a thunderous strike.
The speed and momentum are enough to shock anyone.
Chen Zun quickly gathered his mind and lunged forward with all his strength. At the same time, he violently struck backwards with his right hand, blocking this fatal knife attack just by feeling.
"Unfortunately, you will lose tonight!!" Chen Zun rolled on the spot, then jumped up, like an eagle, rushing to the messy branches of the locust tree beside him, taking the opportunity to look into the distance, here he comes!!
It's time! Although he felt a little worried about the intercepting troops, he still had full confidence in the reinforcements.
Bastards, let me show you the true strength of my Black Dragon Qinwu Pavilion!
"Your opponent is here!!" Di Cheng stood up and also entered the messy branches. The sharp Huangquan knife smashed all obstacles and struck Chen Zun in the chest.
"In a hurry to reincarnate??" Chen Zun roared ferociously, smashing the iron rod wildly with his right hand, and striking out with a cunning long knife in his left hand. One hard, one soft, one ruthless, one sinister, creating a perfect death storm and twisting hard towards Di Cheng.
"The one who came here to die is Qinwu Pavilion??!!" On the edge of the battle circle, Zhou Shaohua suddenly jumped up while charging forward, moving like a stretched bow, and his hair was like thunder, fierce and violent, and he charged like a hungry tiger!
Then, he danced his iron fist with overwhelming force and hit the man in front of him in the head.
"Arrogant junior!!" The old man in sixties shouted coldly, his voice was like a bell, and his momentum was calm. The large sword dragged along the way cut the ground with his hands and slashed diagonally. It was simple and unsophisticated, but its momentum was terrifying and extremely powerful.
Powerful and impactful!
Clang! The iron fists and broadswords collided with each other! The clash of metals was deafening, and the sputtering sparks stung the eyes!
The sound stopped and the shadows separated! The two bounced away at the same time, bloodshot eyes seeped out of their hands, their arms trembled slightly, but the same look flashed through their eyes, surprised, dignified, and with a fighting spirit!!
As the leaders of both sides stopped, the troops behind them stopped one after another, stopped at the edge area where the light could shine, and faced each other!!
"Old man, tell me your registration number? When you die, I can build a tombstone for you!" Zhou Shaohua loosened and tightened his fists to relieve the numbness caused by the collision just now. This old man has so much strength, at such an old age,
He also has the energy of a young man. It seems that Chen Zun really hired a difficult guy.
"I am Xie Hong, an elder of Qinwu Pavilion. When you report to hell, you will know who killed you!" Although the old man has gray hair, he is calm and energetic, and does not look old at all.
The sharp eyes give people a strong sense of oppression!
There were nearly a hundred people in the crowd behind him. Although they were dressed irregularly and varied in age, they were all full of energy and fighting spirit. They were different from the blood energy of the Guards who fought on the battlefield, but were calm and collected.
, all with the temperament of a martial artist.
Zhou Shaohua's eyes swept over this group of people, his expression getting hotter and hotter. The brothers behind him were excited about the fight, and he had to enjoy it. "Old man, do you want to chat for a while? Or... start the fight right away? Anyway,
If you want to support Chen Zun, you have to walk over my body first!!"
"First of all, make sure that you belong to the Tianmen?" Xie Hong slowly weighed the heavy sword, its sharp edge reflecting a dazzling cold light under the light.
"I'll give you a definite answer, yes!!"
"Then die!!" The old man's expression turned ferocious. He raised his sword fiercely, took a step forward, slashed with the broadsword, returned to nature, simplified the complex, condensed all the offensive routines into one point, and then... exploded!!
"Come on!!! The Eight Vajra Powers! Support the hammer, subdue the dragon, subdue the tiger..." Zhou Shaohua roared like an evil tiger, striding forward fiercely with his majestic body, holding his chest and back, qi penetrated his Dantian, exerted all his strength, and violently attacked,
The famous stunt Bajiquan is released without reservation!!
"Level 8, explode!!" Hundreds of black warriors roared fervently, calm and steady, and rushed towards their respective targets to attack with all their strength.
Uniform steps, steady and ferocious attacks, melee Bajiquan burst into unparalleled visual impact in the collective charge!!
In the center of the battlefield, Zhou Shaohua looked like a mad tiger, his roar was like thunder, and his momentum was majestic. He exerted force from all directions, his whole body and eyes, and savagely bombarded the old man like crazy.
Everywhere on the battlefield, the Heiwu team members did not show any weakness. Bajiquan exploded with all its strength, roaring and roaring to stir up the dense forest, shaking the momentum with sound, urging force with momentum, moving like thunder, running like a roaring wave, and the power of close combat was unintentionally revealed in the melee.
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"You are the first person I have ever seen who can practice Bajiquan to such a level! Tell me your name!" The generous broadsword struck fiercely, opening and closing to block all Zhou Shaohua's attacks. Although Xie Hong
He is nearly 60 years old, but all he has learned throughout his life is to take a fierce route, and half a lifetime of accumulated military force is enough to explode with impressive combat effectiveness at critical moments.
The second elder of Qinwu Pavilion is not just ranked by seniority!
"Remember, my name is Zhou Shaohua!! Level 8 stunt, six major openings!!" Zhou Shaohua roared ferociously like a mad tiger, his crazy close combat method suddenly changed, he retreated at full speed, the door was wide open, he led up, sunk down, left
Push it up, pull it to the right, and try your best to gather all the strength of the whole body. The moment the steel knife comes with you, the terrifying force suddenly hits like an explosion.
Clang!!! The punching wind was fierce and the force was wild. The explosive force of the eight-level fist hit the steel knife at the moment, and the trembling sound waves spread rapidly along the blade body like ripples.
The high-frequency tremors conveyed terrible destructive power. Xie Hong's hands that clenched the handle of the knife were dripping with blood. Even the bones inside had a large number of cracks in the tremors. The severe pain caused his face to turn pale and he screamed.
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"Wind-facing Sun Palm!" Zhou Shaohua's eyes blazed brightly, like a vicious tiger descending from the mountain, charging up ferociously, striking with both palms, one after another, and the continuous palm force went straight to Xie Hong's chest.
Qiang!!! At the critical moment, Xie Hong stabbed his sword across his chest and made a defensive interception, but the power carried by Bajiquan's wild offensive was so terrifying! Back then, Zhou Shaohua once used his gold-level strength to challenge
Although there are many objective factors for the Dicheng Quasi-Amethyst level, it still cannot conceal its power.
Pfft... After all, the hasty interception was unable to do its best. Xie Hong was immediately pushed back by Zhou Shaohua's palms, and his feet even left the ground, "flying" backwards, and slammed into the ancient tree behind him.
"How does it feel? The Eight Powers of the Vajra, the** hits the ground brocade!!" Zhou Shaohua looked like he was crazy, and walked up with his fists, swinging his fists into the sky, and shrouded Xie Hong.
Bang!! Click!!!
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The other side…
"The Five Sacred Mountains Cone to the Sky!!"
"**Put Dijin!!"
"Tiger Hug, Bear Crouch, Crane Push!!"
"Subduing the dragon, subduing the tiger, exploring the horse's paw!!"
"King of Hell, three points!"
"The ground-to-sky cannon!"
"Palm-draping!!"
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At the edge of the dense forest, all the members of the Bajiquan team gradually entered the state, roaring and shaking their momentum, and various Bajiquan moves emerged in an endless stream, pouring towards the enemy in front of them like a gust of wind and rain. This situation was enough to shock people!
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but……
This group of dozens of people brought out from Qinwu Pavilion are all martial arts experts. They may have been a little flustered by the opponent's wild and desperate attack at first, but they got into the state faster than imagined.
"Show off the momentum of Qinwu Pavilion and don't embarrass me!!" Xie Hong shouted loudly, using the clutter of the forest to quickly control his retreating figure, and the swinging steel knife slashed the fist-sized fist at his feet.
On the stone, the huge impact force immediately blew it away, blasting towards Zhou Shaohua who was about to rush up like a cannonball.
Bang!! Zhou Shaohua hurriedly blocked it, and the iron fist and the stone hit each other accurately in mid-air, breaking into large pieces of debris.
"It's my turn!!" Xie Hong stabbed his sword into the ground and used the momentum of his forward thrust to rise up from the ground. His swinging feet fiercely stamped on Zhou Shaohua's chest, sending him flying out amid the violent bombardment.
"Counterattack!!" The roaring clouds stirred up the wilderness. Xie Hong rushed forward with big strides, and the whistling sword drove the storm whirlpool to slash fiercely.
MD! Zhou Shaohua put his hands on the ground and spun a carp upright, dodging from the blade's chop. He just steadied his body and pounced on him again. At the same time, he shouted in the distance: "Ye Dadu's head, here.
I can handle it! You help Brother Cheng!!"
PS: Here comes the second update, there are more. Brothers, if you have any flowers, please help me. We are chasing too fast. Let’s hold on to the dream we started with... to keep the top three!
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