Li Xiuren took a step forward and knocked down the second punch of the military killing fist.

Blood Tassel Spear!

The murderous intent, evil spirits, and true power all gathered on this punch, forming a phantom of a red tassel spear.

It is not the kind of flower gun that uses wood to make gun rods, but it seems to be made of black iron, and even quenching is used for blood. It has been fought for a hundred years, killed countless enemies, and dyed white tassels into red tassels!

Li Xiuren's eyes were red, and he had only murderous intent in his heart, but he was extremely calm.

If you want to minimize the trouble as much as possible, it is a good idea to knock Zheng Yiming back with one punch, and the better ones are serious injuries and bombardment.

With murderous intent, Zheng Yiming inspires his true power to suppress the rolling blood and blood, and also punches out with one punch, and can still hit and do it, and perhaps there is a chance to counterattack.

The two of them fell on each other's chests respectively.

Li Xiuren is not painful or itchy. The Heart Sutra of "The Heart Sutra" is very compatible with himself, and his true power is pure and vast.

The defense of the body protection true power is not outstanding, but it is not too weak either.

On the other hand, Zheng Yiming.

The true power of the body was instantly shattered, and the murderous intent was blown. The true power smashed the ribs and internal organs, destroyed the meridians, and then spread to the heart.

There seemed to be millions of spears piercing through the chest and the ventricle at the same time.

Zheng Yiming spewed out blood again, mixed with debris from some internal organs, and his momentum fell instantly and was underestimated.

The ordinary air leaking ball in the chest shriveled in an instant.

The whole person flew backwards, spreading blood on the street, hitting the onlookers, rolling for several rounds and falling to the ground, not knowing life and death.

The sound of the silence, the needle can be heard!

After the clouds, three of the 108 zimetal stars suddenly flashed.

The blood-colored storm across the sun and crossed the sky, leaving a lingering rainbow above the blue sky, shrill and fierce, as if cutting off the sky.

On Feixian Mountain, Yu Yazi put down the wine pot in her hand, looked up at the blue sky, and seemed to notice the change in the number of Ziwei Stars.

"It's the three stars of Sha Polang that are moving."

Fu Xiangrong, who was on the side, also raised her head, frowned slightly, and said worriedly: "Is it because of something wrong with the junior brother?"

In addition to killing all over the country with a dragon sword, Dragon Sword Lord Fu Longzhao also has high attainments in the number of Ziwei Stars, and is the number one in the world.

As his junior brother and daughter, Yu Yazi and Fu Xiangrong also have very good attainments in life skills.

"Your junior brother won't have any problems. What you need to worry about is someone else."

Yu Yazi lowered his head, took a sip of wine, and said quietly: "Qian Sha, Pojun, and Tan Lang, as three evil stars among the fourteen main stars of Ziwei, are also called Sha Polang.

The fate of the ancient generals and heroes of the demonic Taoist tyrants were mostly Sha Polang, one of them was in the Life Palace, and the other two were echoed.

But your junior brother is different. He is the three evil stars of Shapolang, which are the only ones in ancient and modern times, and is a fate that is absolutely impossible in the Ziwei Star Number.

Rather than worrying about something wrong with him, it is better to worry about the person who messed with him."

Among the numbers of Ziwei Stars, there are the Life Palace, the Fortune Palace, the Slave Palace, the Children Palace, the Brother Palace... etc. One star falls into the other palace, among which the Life Palace is the most important.

The last person from the Three Stars Qi Luoming Palace was Lin Yi, the senior brother of Feixianmen.

...

The remnants of rainbows passing through the blue sky did not attract people's attention, because something even more shocking happened in front of them.

The blood in his eyes gradually faded, and Li Xiuren closed his fists, but others could still vaguely feel the bone-killing intent coming from him.

"It's just a normal challenge, a battle, it's so heavy. Li Xiuren, you are a disciple of a famous and upright sect!" A young man stood up and scolded him loudly with righteous words!

"Since it's a challenge, you must take a heavy blow. To do your best is the greatest respect for your opponent."

Li Xiuren disdained that the young man who jumped out and showed his presence was angry and said, "Do you want to be like a dancer fighting sword at a banquet, and let you laugh at me?"

From the moment he stopped me, he would be prepared to lose, then defeat and die.

Or do you mean you are not convinced and want to challenge me?"

The murderous eyes were full of murderous intent, and the ordinary sharp sword pierced the young man's skin.

The young man's throat moved slightly, subconsciously took two steps back, and turned his slightly trembling hands behind his back, accusing him with a hypocritical accusation: "The battle was originally just a discussion of the Tao, and each other improves and makes progress together, but you hurt people with severe actions.

You, Li Xiuren, are so powerful that you are so powerful that you can take action without considering the morality of the world. Naturally, Fang Zhou dare not disobey.

But it’s so sad that there are true disciples like you in Feixian Sect. The good reputation that has gathered over the years will probably be destroyed!"

How can you be happy when you are passionate and passionate about the country and stand on the commanding heights of morality?

It’s so fucking good that you can belittle the true teachings of Feixian Sect without taking action, and use this to raise your own opinions and foresight!

Besides, I am standing on the position of Feixianmen and the right path in the world to accuse Li Xiuren, what do you dare to do?

Fang Zhou's eyes could not hide his pride. So what about the true teachings of Feixian Sect? A reckless man is going to be scolded in front of everyone?

Li Xiuren stepped out and walked to Fang Zhou, ignored the jumping clown and asked, "I just started to do it a little heavier, and you're chatting here.

The white bones at the foot of Mount Wumang are rustling and no one is buried, and the corpses are everywhere and evil spirits are soaring into the sky. Why don’t you see you go to the Demon Sect and preach to the Demon Lord?”

When Li Xiuren stared at him, Fang Zhou shivered all over, and tried his best to cheer himself up in his heart: There is no need to be afraid of him, you have occupied the moral commanding heights, he is just a reckless man who has betrayed the righteous path of China!

He pretended to be calm and said tremblingly: "Demons are demons, and the right way is the right way.

As a true teaching of the famous sect of righteousness, you shouldn’t have taken such a heavy move. Brother Zheng just wants to discuss and communicate with you.

Feixian Sect will definitely feel ashamed of having a disciple like you!"

"Which sect do you belong to?" Li Xiuren suddenly asked.

"Hanhe Sect, the nine generations of disciple Fang Zhou!"

Fang Zhouyi looked righteous and was secretly happy. He could also let me report the sect and make me famous for me. Is this considerate?

Li Xiuren smiled, and then Zhenli slapped Fang Zhou in the face, and the force was overwhelming.

Fang Zhou's spine was broken in an instant, and his head was like a gyro. He turned it twice and then hung aside, dying with his eyes open.

The skin, bones, blood and flesh at the neck twisted into a ball of twisted flowers.

Li Xiuren reached out and took Fang Zhou's head, raised it in front of him, stared at the eyes of death with eyes closed, and smiled and said, "I'm really fed up with your chatter.

Challenge and exchange, aren’t you trying to make me famous in China?

I know your dirty thoughts very well, because no one is more noble than anyone else, they are just ordinary people.

Zheng Yiming said that he was a little bit good after all, and he could survive even if he took two punches.

But you are completely different. You only know how to talk nonsense. What qualifications do you have to teach me how to do things?"
Chapter completed!