58. Chapter 58 Chapter 0058 Kowloon Lake Underground City
People kept coming through the air, and after catching Zhao Qingzhu's aura in the dense crowd, these strong men who kept appearing did not hesitate to join the team that killed Zhao Qingzhu.
As more and more powerful people joined, even with the help of Bai Meisheng, Hui Mu and Jian Yanxi, their defense line was eventually cut off, and Zhao Qingzhu fell into fighting alone.
Zhao Qingzhu, who is holding a giant scissor in his hand, is fearless. With the power of the fighting spirit, he rushes through the crowd with the giant scissors. Although he does not know any martial arts moves, with the help of the fighting spirit and the giant scissors, the people surrounding him can
More than a dozen strong men couldn't get close to him, let alone kill him.
Of course, this is closely related to Zhao Qingzhu's desperate fighting style. He came to this world without any reason, and was first hunted and killed, then used by Sun Zhongyu, and then these strong men from the mainland, everyone wanted to kill him
.After such a life experience, he is extremely unlucky. Since there is no place for him in this continent, it is better to fight happily. Even if he dies in battle, it is just starting his life all over again.
In the world he lived in, he was the biggest gangster. How could he ever be afraid of death?
As a gangster leader, he was also fighting in that world. The difference was that in that world, he was used to technological products that could shoot bullets and the violence of machetes in his hands. In this world, there are no technological products, only reproduction.
Martial arts at its peak. However, the nature is the same. Killing and being killed is just a choice between life and death.
"Hahaha," using the giant scissors to force a close warrior back, Zhao Qingzhu's long hair danced wildly and he rushed forward desperately. As he rushed, he laughed crazily and said: "I haven't been like this for a long time.
So happy, kill, kill, kill!"
As the melee unfolded, a funny scene appeared on Taoyuan Town, a battlefield destined to go down in history. On one side was the competition in the world of warriors, and on the other side was an army of more than 100,000 that trapped the Zhang Jingfeng brothers.
Sun Zhongyu and Fan Wu, who actually directed this battle, had long since disappeared in Taoyuan Town.
Sun Zhongyu, who returned to Gef City with Fanwu's help, did not return to the palace. Instead, he stood on the wall of Gef City and looked towards Taoyuan Town.
Fanwu stood next to Sun Zhongyu, followed his gaze into the distance, and asked softly: "What is your Majesty thinking about?"
"I was wondering if it would be too early for the master to arrange everything at this time?"
"Huh?" Fanwu was slightly startled and turned back to look at Sun Zhongyu in surprise.
"Have you known for a long time that Zhao Qingzhu has the fighting spirit of the Great Evil King in his body?" Sun Zhongyu also withdrew his gaze, shook his yellow robe slightly, and continued: "When he is not strong enough, he is forced to fight.
The soul merged with him, thus attracting the pursuit of thousands of strong men on the mainland. This seems to be a seamless plan, but he is not strong enough, can he control the power of the fighting soul, and can he stop those thousands of strong men?
The pursuit? If he is killed without harming the powerful people in the mainland, wouldn’t the master’s plan fail?”
"Nothing can escape His Majesty's eyes." Fan Wu shook his head and smiled. Compared to him, an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, Sun Zhongyu is more like a fox that has become a spirit. His scheming is so deep that it makes people shudder.
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"Don't worry, Your Majesty. Everything is under my control. The strong men in the mainland can't kill him, and he can't make any big waves. However, what I want is this kind of balance. Only under this balance can Your Majesty have a chance.
Go get ready."
"I think Master, you have time to prepare!"
Sun Zhongyu smiled and asked: "I really want to know how Zhao Qingzhu escaped the pursuit of the powerful people in the mainland."
"He is the successor of the Great Evil King's battle spirit. The devout followers of the Great Evil King thousands of years ago will definitely come to his rescue. People from Jiulongtan have appeared, can those from the underground city be far behind?"
Fanwu paused for a moment and then said: "Your Majesty only needs to look at the hegemony of the mainland. I will be responsible for guarding the changes in the martial arts world!" Fanwu squinted his eyes and raised his head to the sky. A cold light flashed in his eyes, hiding hatred.
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Sun Zhongyu stopped talking, glanced at the sky slightly, then turned and walked down the city wall. Fanwu did not leave, he remained motionless and raised his head to the sky. As time passed, a terrifying fighting spirit gradually filled his body.
"Elder brother, Fanwu seems to understand why you want to cut off the Heavenly Pillar. But Great Evil King, why are you slaughtering the world? It doesn't matter, everything will be revealed soon."
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boom--
An earth-shaking explosion erupted from the battlefield, and then a circle of vast energy carried an endless aura of destruction and spread crazily around. Wherever it went, the warriors in the real battle retreated one after another.
This sudden explosion attracted the strong men who had just arrived. Looking closely, they saw that Zhao Qingzhu was knocked backwards by a strong man running all the way, and then hit the ground hard.
"Quick, take advantage now!"
Seeing Zhao Qingzhu being knocked away, other warriors who had been fighting with Zhao Qingzhu immediately rushed forward with loud shouts.
"Cough..." Zhao Qingzhu coughed lightly as he fell to the ground. He ignored the blood stains remaining on the corners of his mouth and rushed towards the crowd with the scissors in hand.
As he rushed out quickly, the giant scissors in his hand immediately bloomed with dazzling colorful light. As he swung it out without any plan, the colorful light suddenly expanded at an alarming speed, and then exploded!
"ah--"
A warrior who rushed at the front screamed and fell to the ground as the colorful light exploded. Then several warriors behind him also froze, and then vomited blood and fell down.
"Haha, these scissors are still powerful!"
After killing several warriors who were rushing towards him with one blow, Zhao Qingzhu stopped his rampage, stood in the center of the group with his sword in hand, turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, then made a slight move with his left hand and shouted with a grin: "Kang
Busy Beibi!”
"You guys stand down!"
A young man who had knocked Zhao Qingzhu away in a sneak attack took a step forward, faced Zhao Qingzhu, and said in a deep voice: "I'll do it."
The crowd surrounding him heard the sound and looked around, all looking overjoyed.
"Oh my God, isn't this the eldest son of the Mo family, Mo Qing?"
"Someone from the Mo family finally came!"
"Kill him, Mr. Mo."
Although the Moh family has been in decline on the mainland for thousands of years, as one of the most powerful clans in the mainland, their reputation has not diminished for thousands of years. Especially in recent years, the Moh family has gradually emerged and is likely to compete for the throne of the strongest clan in the world again.
.This Mo Qing is the one who has gathered all the hopes of the Mo family in his life, and is the young master who has the most hope of making the Moh family rise.
The crowd was besieged by dozens of strong men. Looking back, when he heard the word Mo Qing, his heart trembled secretly. He ignored the attacks that kept coming and turned to look at Mo Qing.
"Mo Qing!" Seeing that it was really Mo Qing, he looked back and couldn't help shouting, and shouted hurriedly: "I didn't expect you to be so stupid!"
"It's not stupid."
Mo Qing, who was wearing an ink-colored gown, was holding an ink-and-ink long sword. A trace of cruelty flashed across his handsome face under the black bamboo hat, and he said in a deep voice with murderous intent: "But the family feud should not be forgotten.
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"Go to your family feud!" She looked back anxiously. After repelling a warrior who rushed in front of her with one palm, she dodged and rushed out. However, how could the strong men surrounding her make her break out of the encirclement?
Unable to do so, he looked back to the same place again, resisting the incoming attacks, and said loudly: "That battle a thousand years ago was a conspiracy!"