Chen Zun stood next to him, his chest was also shaking and throbbing. It was the trembling of his soul and the resonance of fighting spirit. As a pure warrior and the inheritor of Chinese martial arts, what he admired most was this kind of bravery and fearlessness.
fighting.
Appreciate this approach, appreciate this kind of people!
He was trembled by the power of Shen Aoming, and also trembled by the madness of Xi Yuhuang and others. Tianmen has grown up, really grown up. Maybe the Black Dragon Gang was once very strong, but compared to today's Tianmen, it
It is destined to be nothing more than a foil and the cornerstone of its rise. Putting aside everything else, if you look at the entire Black Dragon Gang, you can't find any general who can be like one of the five in front of you!
Black Dragon has wise men like Yu Xiaotian and strong men like Yi Tingxuan, but no real warriors!
"This battlefield no longer belongs to me." Chen Zun suddenly felt a little funny. With his own strength, he could separate them who were in madness. But what happens after they are separated? Can he still find the excitement now? Can he find the excitement? Can this kind of people be separated?
Will the bloody battle continue to be delayed?
Is this life and death killing? This is the real battle!
Chen Zun didn't want to ruin this visual feast and martial arts confrontation, and he didn't want to make himself feel ridiculous.
"Find something else to do." Chen Zun looked away from the battle circle, no longer paying attention or appreciating it. Even if someone died, he would not interfere. In his heart, the battle circle at this moment
He is so sacred, even if he dies in battle, it will be an honor, and he deserves to be treated with courtesy!
What's more... Chen Zun is sure that there is a venomous snake-like Fang Zhongshou peeping deep in the crowd. He is waiting, waiting, waiting for the perfect opportunity to make a sudden attack, waiting for the glorious moment to severely damage Shen Aoming.
!
Just like the "moment of splendor" when Tianhe Wooden Bridge severely damaged the God King!
Chen Zun's attention was slowly attracted by the pretty figure not far away. She was a girl, delicate and beautiful, seemingly delicate and sickly, but her cold expression, sharp eyes, and cruel killing methods were all in line with her.
Her expressions formed a sharp contrast, making it difficult not to attract attention.
The girl's figure was erratic, and she nimbly passed through the siege of four black warriors and appeared next to one of them. The triangular military thorn instantly grazed his throat, and the sharp blade cut through the flesh and cut the blood vessels, scarlet.
The blood spurted out like a flood from a bursting embankment.
The black warrior's eyes widened, and he covered his throat with all his strength, but the blood could not be controlled at all. It spattered outward from between his fingers, and severe pain and coldness spread from the wound to the surrounding areas.
The girl didn't directly kill him, or she hadn't killed anyone from the moment she took action until now. The only target she 'fancy' was a cut in the throat, a knife in the chest, or the location of the aorta. She
The three-sided military thorn has a dense blood groove. Once it is hit, it will definitely bleed until the blood is drained, and it will slowly die in pain.
It's like a vampire's fang!
"Smelly bitch, you can only hide? Do you dare to have a good fight with grandpa!!" The Heiwu team members were furious. They are all the absolute elites in the army and are extremely confident in their own strength, but in the face of this indifference
The lazy girl couldn't make any decent attack, but instead let the opponent bleed one by one like killing chickens and sheep!
This feeling is simply extremely humiliating!
The girl didn't respond. She continued to move her body calmly and without anger or annoyance, dodging the wild and violent attacks around her. However, her eyes inadvertently glanced at Chen Zun. From then on... her eyes condensed and never appeared again.
Turn away.
"Do your best, these guys will be a disaster after all." Chen Zun said to himself silently, and walked towards the girl. Perhaps he was intimidated by the momentum, or perhaps because he knew Chen Zun's identity, no one dared
They intercepted him, and before he got close, they already made a tacit agreement to open a path and let the king of men pass through.
They want to fight, but they don't want to be slaughtered in a meaningless way.
The girl noticed Chen Zun's approach and felt the gradually increasing momentum. Her indifferent eyes suddenly condensed, and the three-edged saber suddenly raised horizontally. With a loud sound, she fiercely resisted the machete of the strong man next to her. Her seemingly weak arms
It actually exploded with astonishing power.
The strong man was slightly stunned, subconsciously thinking that he was still dodging, but he did not expect that the girl would suddenly take action. It was precisely because of this slight trance that the girl's three-edged saber slammed into his head. It was not a cut or a stab, but it was used as an iron rod.
Such a rude blow.
Bang!! The sharp tip of the knife hit the strong man's head hard, and the fierce force almost shattered his head. The screams resounded through the battlefield. The hearts of the surrounding black warriors trembled slightly and they subconsciously stopped.
Stop.
A hint of sneer appeared on the girl's indifferent expression, she pulled out the triangular knife with a pop, her body swayed, and she suddenly retreated into the chaotic crowd, disappearing completely in the blink of an eye.
"It's interesting." Chen Zun could roughly guess the girl's purpose, but he did not rush to catch up, nor did he give up immediately. Instead, he continued to walk forward unhurriedly. He was a little disdainful of taking action against the 'weak', but he did
I really hope that this girl can find more reinforcements, preferably ten high-level gold-level soldiers from the 'Sixth Team', so that they can personally experience the tyranny of the Skynet monsters and experience the thrill of a bloody battle where one is worth ten.
Rumble!
The closed door in the lobby suddenly burst open, as if a time bomb had been installed. The two-finger-thick piece of wood was completely shattered in the rumbling impact. A large number of debris and glass impacted towards the magnificent lobby and also rushed in.
There is also a writhing figure in black!
The men and women who were hiding and shivering inside screamed in terror. Some fled in a hurry, some hugged each other tightly, and one screamed with his head in his hands. The originally silent lobby suddenly became a mess, and was already overwhelmed by the tragic scene outside.
They were frightened out of their wits like frightened mice. The slightest strange movement could destroy their remaining will.
"Master, be careful!!" The Yang family guards rushed in front of Yang Yi with all their guns loaded and on alert.
"Yes, he seems to be the master of Tianmen!!" The ghost king who fell in the ruins slowly stood up, and for the first time his indifferent expression had an unexpected emotion of 'cold'... eager!!
The blood on the corner of his mouth also shows his current state. Injured? Injured!!
"But you...were a little too close!!" A cold and low voice sounded in his ears. Di Cheng, who suddenly appeared like a ghost, suddenly rose up. His taut palm was like a sword, and he struck straight at the Ghost King with the force of thunder.
Throat.
Full of determination and murderous intent!
The Ghost King frowned slightly? When did he rush in? Was it the chaotic moment when the door broke just now?!
He actually avoided his own alertness!
"Speed is indeed your advantage!" The Ghost King suddenly turned around, his left hand was as fast as lightning, and he intercepted accurately with an extremely sharp breath. He rotated and clenched his right hand, and rushed towards Di Cheng to bombard him. At the same time, the power of his knees surged, like
It is a spring that is compressed violently.
In just a short moment, the three combinations of interception, counterattack, and preparation were completed instantly, and the whole body was filled with an aura of danger! This is the experience of fighting, and it is also the will to fight, a kind of "war" embedded deep in the bone marrow.
One word king!!
Bang! Di Cheng's palm collided with the Ghost King's sharp claws, and he bent his arms to block the attacking iron fist.
Between the sparks of calcium carbide, the wild offensive was immediately contained.
But the attacks of the two men did not stop at all. The moment they collided with each other, Di Cheng's idle wheel kick exploded, wild, fierce, restless and hot!! The Ghost King counterattacked at the same time, and the power accumulated in his legs surged instantly.
His body shot up into the sky like a rocket.
The diffuse shadows of legs collided in mid-air, wild forces collided violently, and a series of fierce battles burst out with stunning splendor!
Two human emperors, two crazy heroes! The all-out fierce battle continues. In terms of madness and shock, they are not weaker than Shen Aoming. In terms of magnificence and skill, they are not weaker than Bai Rouge. The battle between the emperors makes
The crowd in the lobby gasped.
Watching this level of battle at close range and feeling the manic and ferocious aura in person, their eyes were full of shock, horror, and even doubting their own eyes. Every wild impact, every dull drum sound,
The shock made their bodies tremble.
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