The cold and indifferent words were extremely lacking in vitality and repeated three times. Because it was broadcast on the entire ship, the sound was basically guaranteed to spread throughout most of the spacecraft. As the sound of these words came into my ears, Zhu Peng's gentle smile that had always hung on his face gradually disappeared, and slowly turned into a kind of iron cold, and a strong murderous intent that could not be suppressed overflowed from his body.

He was too familiar with this cold planning style and was too powerful.

"Chu Yuan!? What Chu Yuan? This kind of planning style and this kind of approach is obviously Chu Xuan? I really didn't expect that in the past, you commanded the joint forces of China and Russia to chase me without a way out of heaven and earth, causing me to escape for three months, and it took most of China to get rid of the pursuit.

Today, I actually met you in this main god space again. It's so... interesting." Rushi sighed softly. Zhu Peng raised his left sleeve high and threw out all the paper cranes that were not much remaining in his hand. Countless white paper cranes spread their wings like lively birds, and found room No. 22 in the shortest time.

Then, Zhu Peng quickly escaped like a sharp arrow with an iron coffin, not to avoid the eight terrifying aliens, but to him no longer be able to control his fierce murderous intent. In the outside world, Zhu Peng was dominating the world with his own Taoist skills. No one in the secular world dared to touch his edge. For such an extremely dangerous and completely uncontrollable existence, it is an untolerable existence in any country in the world, let alone China, which has amazingly powerful control in the country.

The military's surveillance and frequent hunting have almost never been interrupted. Of course, in general, the pursuit in the general sense is just to give Zhu Peng the opportunity to practice. If it weren't for the passionate military soul of the Chili Chi people, it was useless to Zhu Peng, who specializes in evil ghost arts, God knows how many loyal elite troops the military will die every year.

However, the pride of being uncontrollable in the world was shattered in front of a man named Chu Xuan. That time, Zhu Peng committed a major case with great influence in Russia, and was jointly captured and killed by the Sino-Russian Navy, Army and Air Force. Among the military staff that time, there was a colonel-level officer who was only over 20 years old...

That was the first time in Zhu Peng's life, and the only time he was injured and was seriously injured and nearly died. Although he didn't take it seriously, there were still 100 circumferences after defeating 100, and after defeating 100, there were 100 circumferences. After more than a month, even the famous people in the cultivation world were exhausted and exhausted. Under Chu Xuan's almost completely strict layout, it seemed that Zhu Peng would be sniped when he escaped to any corner by any means. As long as he could not escape successfully, facing those waves of almost endless encirclements, let alone Zhu Peng, any Taoist master in modern times would have to kneel down when he came.

China has always had many outstanding talents, and the Chinese military is a place where many masters emerge. Western, European and American fighting masters either fight black boxing or become mercenaries. While the famous martial arts masters in China are slightly famous, if they dare not enter the military, they have to go to prison, either squat until they figure it out or squat until they die. Therefore, at international fighting events, there are very few Chinese masters.

After all, no matter how high your martial arts are, you have family and career, and you have to eat and dress.

These martial arts masters hidden in the army are firm in their will, superb martial arts, and extremely strong in qi and blood. As long as they stand there, they will seriously affect the effect of Taoism.

They cooperated with the elite troops with live ammunition to pose a considerable threat to the monks. Among them, the fifth special forces' individual training chief instructor Wang Zongchao, and Zhu Peng, a master like the national arhat Duan Zhixuan, dared not be entangled by him, otherwise he would not be able to escape even if he could win. That big encirclement where the heroes gathered was definitely the closest experience that Zhu Peng had ever died since his Taoist cultivation level was small. In the end, Zhu Peng used divination techniques to calculate the most favorable direction to escape, and then barely escaped from the pursuit through a tsunami.

After this battle, the Tai** man had been recuperating for more than a year before he recovered from his injuries. During this process, Zhu Peng also learned through his official forces that his real opponent in that battle. His cold eyes were hidden behind countless soldiers' encirclements and suppression, and a combat staff officer named Chu Xuan.

At the beginning of the alien horror film, when the man in military uniform and glasses walked out from behind, Zhu Peng once again felt the cold pressure of the past. He almost couldn't help but draw his sword to kill people. However, looking at the extremely ordinary face, Zhu Peng's thoughts were shaken again. Back then, he had obtained Chu Xuan's photos through his official relationship network, and the photo was a handsome and handsome soldier.

The throbbing in his heart and the shake of reason made Zhu Peng try it with the magic trick. However, the soldier who obviously had not practiced any Qi skills and was not a martial arts master answered him very smoothly: "I am Chu Yuan."

At that moment, Zhu Peng really thought he had made a mistake, so he turned around, but he especially ordered Zeng Rong to "kill according to the opportunity". Even Zhu Peng himself thought this was a chess move. If Chu Yuan was really Chu Yuan, then what was the use of Zeng Rong killing him besides self-damaging? If Chu Yuan was not Chu Yuan, then if Zeng Rong could kill him, Zhu Peng had to consider arranging Zeng Rong to become a master. That was something that he, as a master, thought was extremely difficult.

"I said how could I get photos of senior officers so easily back then? It turned out to be a smoke bomb used to hide real people. It was also a leisure move, but this leisure move played a role today, allowing that guy to seize the vitality." Running quickly, combing out the crazy thoughts in my heart. However, when I ran after a turn, Zhu Peng's nose twitched slightly and smelled a special smell of spice. He suddenly stopped suddenly, looked at the turn he had just run in amazement, and looked at the direction Chu Xuan said with some confusion, with a very confused expression.

When the camera turned forward, when Zhu Peng first met a man wearing a man with glasses in a military uniform, the Taoist in black robe stretched out his right hand to the other party very friendly and said in great harmony: "Taoist Zhu Peng, you can also call me Taiyin. Your good methods are amazing."

At an angle that no one can see, Zhu Peng stretched out his right hand with a light red spice sticking to the palm of his right hand. This spice has a nice name: "The fragrance of blood sea". It was originally used by noble women in ancient times on their husbands to smell the fragrance when the army was reunited. As long as they were stained with some, they would dissolve into their bones and flesh. Not to mention washing hands and changing clothes, even if they fought for three or five years, the fragrance on their bodies would not dissipate...

The man in a handsome military uniform once again pushed the glasses on his nose with his hand. After hesitating, he shook hands with Zhu Peng. The moment the two of them held each other's palms, the spice melted and the soldier was locked.

When Zhu Peng was in the outside world, he used this hand to break the house-savvy illusion of many hidden masters. This "scent of blood" was made by him in the main god space, so he was extremely sensitive to the smell of the fragrance. Just in this sense of smell, the dog's sense of smell may not be more sensitive than that of him. Looking at the turn of the fragrance, and looking at the route Chu Xuan pointed to in the radio, Zhu Peng frowned and hesitated slightly, and then quickly walked towards the direction of the fragrance, and his figure was moving faster and faster. As a cultivator, he should firmly believe in his own methods. If he fails, he will grit his teeth and swallow the bitter fruit of failure.

Zhu Peng ran with all his might, and suddenly arrived. He suddenly turned into the spacious and quiet room, looking at the falling isolation door, looking at the broken arm that was still bleeding in the most conspicuous place in the center of the room, Zhu Peng's face gradually turned ashen.

He stood there, watching the broken arm move without moving a little, and did not try to turn back to the other direction, because he was too clear that once the man saw the opponent's flaw, the plan he arranged must be closely linked. At this time, he seemed to be like a flying insect trapped in a huge spider web. The more he struggled blindly, the stronger he was entangled and the faster he died. It would be better to wait for Chu Xuan's killer move to come.
Chapter completed!