This battle will surely be engraved in the minds of everyone present and will never be forgotten for life.
They realized that compared to this battle, the battle they had experienced before was nothing more than a child playing house.
Especially those masters above the late stage of the Mountain Moving Realm have vaguely realized after personal experience. Some people who have been stuck in the bottleneck for many years have even felt signs of breakthroughs.
No one came forward, almost everyone was experiencing it carefully, and seized the time to realize the ethereal and illusory enlightenment.
Just when everyone thought the dust had settled, the stones in the deep pit had moved.
First, a big hand covered with blood was placed on the edge of the deep pit, and then a bloody humanoid creature stood slowly.
From the top of the head to the soles of the feet, blood was flowing, dyeing the whole body red
After a loud noise, the audience was silent, and the whole person seemed to be fished out of blood.
The face was covered with blood, and I couldn't see clearly.
Only one eye burst into light, and only that mouthful of white was still hideous and cold.
Wu Zheng stood up straight, his head held high and his chest was as if he was standing at the top, looking down at the mortal world.
Such a miserable situation, but there is no trace of decay.
Such a tragic situation is actually a domineering look at the mountains.
Everyone around them forgot to go forward to attack, and the gunman who had put the magazine on again also forgot to shoot, and everyone stared at him in a daze.
Some people with weak minds even subconsciously retreat.
This is a shock from the depths of the soul, an unprecedented shock.
Most of the people present are martial arts practitioners, and they have a natural awe in the face of the strong.
Even Han Yue was shocked. The Qi Transformation Realm, which was not too stable, became more and more stable in this battle. He never thought that a person with a lower level than him could bring him this kind of
Unexpected effects.
"You are a real warrior." Han Yue slowly adjusted his inner breath and returned the manic internal air pressure in his body to the Dantian, while walking towards Wu Zheng step by step. Although he had an absolute advantage from beginning to end in this battle, he
The pressure faced in this battle is not at all.
"Dieting at my hands is not an insult to you."
Wu Zheng stepped out of the pit and staggered forward. Every time he took a step, he left a bright red footprint on the ground.
"Old man, I'm not dead yet."
On the hillside, He Li looked at the old man. The old man's expression was as plain as before, and her eyes were still looking into the distance, but when she was careful, she saw the veins on the old man's arm slightly bulging, and she looked into the distance along the old man's gaze, and subconsciously bit her lips.
Han Yue took two steps and suddenly stopped. His eyes suddenly opened wide. His eyes passed by Wu Zheng's body and looked towards the door of the mansion, with his brows twisting into ravines.
Without hesitation, he suddenly accelerated and made a knife with one hand, rushing like thunder.
Steps as fast as magic, palms as swords and axes. In the blink of an eye, he approached Wu Zheng, fell from the sky, and slashed at Wu Zheng's head with a knife.
"Roar"! Wu Zheng roared again, raised his fists high, holding the knife.
The internal air was released, and a transparent blade appeared in the air vaguely, continuing to fall, slashing on the bald head with red light.
The scalp exploded, blood splattered, and the white skull was vaguely visible.
"It's not over yet"! Wu Zheng grabbed Han Yue's wrist with both hands, turned his waist and immediately, and his shoulders sank and collided violently. Han Yue flew backwards, and countless mists were drawn in the air, landing more than ten meters away.
The moment he landed, he did not stop, and his toes gently bounced on the ground and jumped high again.
"Second Blade"!
Wu Zheng was hazy in blood, and the only eye was blurred by blood, and the whole world was covered in crimson. Suddenly, he saw a red sword falling from the sky.
There was no fear, no retreat, and roaring forward, facing the sick long blood-colored sword. The muscle cells in the body were screaming in pain, and all the power was instantly taken away by Wu Zheng, running towards the blade where the breath of death was dispersed.
go.
Two figures, one red and one white, collided in the yard.
Wu Zheng tilted his head and dodged it, slashed his hand on his shoulder, and with a click, a dull sound of breaking came from the hard shoulder bones as hard as steel.
At the same time, Wu Zheng raised his knee and hit Han Yue's abdomen.
Han Yue pressed his knee with one hand, and most of his internal energy was used on the knife. This hand was insufficient internal strength, and the knee pressed his palm and continued to move forward, hitting his abdomen.
The trapped beast was still fighting, and the final power burst out. This power was so great that it was greater than any blow that Wu Zheng had previously burst out.
Han Yue felt the agitation of the whole body, and his whole body ejected out and hit the thick red painted corridor column.
The pillar made a squeaking sound, and the best nanmu pillar was knocked out of spider-web-like cracks.
Before he could land, Han Yue stepped on the pillar with his feet, and he was like a horizontal knife, shooting directly at Wu Zheng. The corridor behind him suddenly exploded and wood chips flew everywhere.
"Third Knife"!
The wind was blowing in the yard, and the sword energy spread, covering Wu Zheng.
Wu Zheng stood there motionless, only his cold smile remained unabated. The two consecutive strikes just now had exhausted all his strength.
"Swoosh"!
A familiar sound of breaking through the air came from outside the sky, piercing through the gate of Wu Mansion, piercing through the tall and thick walls, and piercing through the limitations of time and space.
The Sanling Army Battalion suddenly came with a unique whistling sound like lightning. When the third knife was cut, it hit Han Yue's man and sword united.
Han Yue had noticed it, but he was still one step slower.
The hand knife changed direction in an instant, cutting across the triangular military spear. Two huge forces collided, and the military spear flew out diagonally, and the people also retreated diagonally.
The next moment, a man like an iron tower fell from the sky, and his feet fell to the ground like a bell, splashing stone chips all over the sky.
Everyone was caught off guard and retreated one after another.
When the stone dust dissipated, Wu Zheng was no longer in the yard.
I don’t know who was the first to react and shouted to chase him. The people around him chased him out crazily.
Han Yue stood there, his right hand drooping, blood dripping along his palm, and a hideous triangular blood groove appeared on his palm.
Not far away, the triangular army thorns inserted into the rockery, and bright red blood rippled in the blood tank.
Han Yue tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes and wrapped it in his palm. His eyes kept staring at the direction of the door, looking dull.
On the hillside, the old man watched the figure break in, watched the figure leave, and said to himself, "What a wonderful era."
He Li had not yet woken up from her confusion, and just heard two loud noises. Then she looked again. Wu Zheng was no longer in the yard. Until now, she had not figured out what had just happened.
"Old ancestor"?
The old man turned around and left, "Don't worry, he can't die."
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At Tiandu Hotel, Lu Shanmin stared at Feng Xiaolan with wide eyes and didn't say anything for a long time.
The plan cannot keep up with the changes. In his plan, Wu Minsheng will not attack Wu Zheng at this time.
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Wu Zheng formed an alliance with Wu Shicheng and Wu Shikang. Touching Wu Zheng is equivalent to moving the second and fourth rooms. People who move the two rooms at the same time will cause storms in the Wu family. It is unimaginable if they are ordinary people,
It is normal to take revenge on Xue, but is Wu Minsheng an ordinary person? Obviously not. He is the head of the Wu family and has been struggling in the Tianjing business world for a lifetime. He really can't believe that he will be an impulsive and reckless person.
Feng Xiaolan reached out and shook her hand in front of Lu Shanmin, "What are you thinking?"
"What you said is true"?
"Of course it's true, the goshawk asked me to tell you personally."
Lu Shanmin frowned, "Why did you come over and tell me about such an important thing? Don't you know how to make a phone call?"
Feng Xiaolan pursed her lips, "Can you tell me such a thing on the phone? I am a cautious liaison officer."
"Then you are here to tell me what the meaning is. Wu Zheng probably has died long ago."
Feng Xiaolan looked at Lu Shanmin with her head tilted, "Isn't Wu Zheng your enemy? I almost killed you last time in Qishan. Why are you doing so nervous?"
Lu Shanmin frowned, thinking in his heart whether Wu Zheng's death would have more benefits than disadvantages or more harm than benefits. If Wu Zheng's death caused civil strife in the Wu family, this would be a good thing, and if it could not be a bad thing.
After thinking about it, I still think that Wu Zheng is better alive. After all, having evidence of Wu Zheng’s murder in his hand is equivalent to grasping Wu Zheng’s life gate. If Wu Zheng can successfully take the position of the head of the Wu family, it is equivalent to
He grasped the entire Wu family.
For him, dealing with the Wu family was just the first step after the Long March, and there was a more difficult Lu family and Hetian family to deal with.
Lu Shanmin knocked on his forehead and suddenly felt like he was missing, "Stop messing with me."
Feng Xiaolan knocked Lu Shanmin on the forehead angrily, "I came here to inform you with kindness and kindness. I didn't even give me a sip of water, so you just treat me like this."
"You didn't call the police?" Lu Shanmin looked at Feng Xiaolan unexpectedly.
Feng Xiaolan shrugged, "You said just now, it's too late to go to time. I guess when the police arrive, all the aftermath will be handled properly."
Lu Shanmin was confused, "Sometimes I think you are just a fake policeman."
"Don't talk nonsense, this is a special case. You have to use special case handling methods to deal with you extraordinary criminals,"
Lu Shanmin raised his head and looked at Feng Xiaolan.
Feng Xiaolan suddenly realized that she had said the wrong thing and quickly covered her mouth, "I, I don't mean that."
Lu Shanmin waved his hand, "It doesn't matter, what news is there."
"I should ask you this sentence, how have you been in contact with Shadow recently?"
Lu Shanmin frowned slightly, "Do you think I will tell you?"
"Lu Shanmin, don't rely on our good relationship to get cheap and behave well. I'm helping you, they are not good people."
The little girl who had been sitting next to her watching TV curled her lips and looked like she was an idiot and glanced at Feng Xiaolan. "Big breasts are brainless."
Feng Xiaolan straightened her neck and finally didn't have the courage to say harsh words to the little girl. For some reason, every time she saw her, she didn't mean she was afraid, but she didn't dare to face her, even she herself.
I wonder why I can't get angry with this little girl.
After breathing, Feng Xiaolan changed the topic and said, "Nalan Zijian's scumbag still succeeded. Meng Yue will marry him next month. This bastard is pretending to be powerful. I don't know what will happen."