Four Hundred and Fiftieth Chapters Protect the Clan War (2)

"I'll fight against you!" the monk said, and immediately overwhelmed the high-level Dongxuan, just like Zhou Xing.

"Okay! Admire! Then it's a fair fight! Definitely!"

clang! ...

The bloodthirsty knife suddenly pierced the back of the monk's heart, but it couldn't hurt him a bit.

Zhou Xing was taken aback, he couldn't imagine the extent of this person's body training skills.

After the monk was able to move his body, he sneered and said, "It turns out that you only made these two mistakes, so go to hell!"

The cultivator arrived in front of Zhou Xing in an instant, and without saying a word, he swung his fists and punched out, and the nearby rocks were smashed by the fists.

Zhou Xing's real cultivation was only at the initial level of Niwan Realm, and his body training skills were far behind the Jindan Realm in front of him. Even if the opponent's realm overwhelmed Dongxuan, no matter whether he swung the bell or punched, it would be difficult for him to beat him. It caused substantial damage, but he was hit by a heavy punch, his internal organs seemed to be displaced, he vomited blood, and flew into the mountain again and again, smashing big holes, and then Come out again and again to fight again.

"Good boy, if you can still stand, I'll beat you to death today!" The cultivator's eyes were fierce, and he kept punching. Every punch was as heavy as a mountain.

At this moment, He Changxiao flew over and said to the monk, "Let's kill this little bastard together!"

"You go and kill someone else, he is mine!" the monk said without a doubt.

A sternness flashed in He Changxiao's eyes, and he said, "Okay, definitely kill him for me! This kid must not stay!"

"Don't worry, when I finally meet a hard bone, I will play slowly and break every bone of him." The monk said with a playful smile.

boom! boom! boom! ...

The cultivator punched Zhou Xing flying one after another, and he enjoyed it very much.

"I have to say, your bones are really hard. Ordinary people have been punched by me so many times, and they have died at least seven or eight times." He had a smile on his face, and looking at Zhou Xing was like looking at an animal waiting to be slaughtered. Lamb, "Oh, no, it should be your clothes. It looks really good. If you don't mind, I will put them on for you after you die."

Zhou Xing did not know how many times he crawled out of the deep pit that was smashed out. His mouth was bleeding, his body was covered with injuries, and it was difficult to stand up.

It looks shaky.

"It's almost there. I can't spend too much time on you alone. After all, before we came, I decided to kill them privately. I don't want to lose to them." The monk said with a smile.

Zhou Xing wiped off the blood from his mouth, and said with a sneer, "It's a good deal for me to be able to restrain a Jindan realm for such a long time as a small Dongxuan realm. During this time, our people will definitely be able to kill a few more giant sword sects." dog."

"Boy, die for me!"

The cultivator's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he came to Zhou Xing in a flash, and punched him on the head like a mountain top.

Zhou Xing had been punched so many times by him, and he was already familiar with his punching speed and punching habits. He leaned forward, and while avoiding the punch, he grabbed his belt, took it as the center of the circle, and tightened his grip from behind. He hugged him and locked his left arm tightly.

The monk turned his head and sneered, "It's just a little cleverness, it's nothing more than lingering!"

Just as he was about to shake Zhou Xing away with his true energy, a person suddenly appeared in front of him, and without a word, he punched him right in the heart, piercing through.

The monk turned back slowly, looked at the person in front of him incredulously, with blood gushing out of his mouth, unable to utter a single word.

"Big fool, well done!" Zhou Xing patted the puppet's shoulder vigorously, took out the monk's heart to show him, and then crushed it hard.

The monk spat out a mouthful of blood again, his eyes widened, and he died.

"Actually suppressing the situation and fighting me, this kind of idiot will kill ten thousand and ten thousand." Zhou Xing said to the big fool, and took off the monk's ring. He will never forget such a thing.

The big, silly man glanced at the rings in Zhou Xing's hands, and nodded with a dull expression.

"Have you remembered the routine? If I can't fight, just attract his attention, and you are in charge of the sneak attack. The most important thing is to catch him by surprise, attack him unawares, and move as fast as lightning, and you can't slow down at all! Once you are slow It will lose the opportunity, and it will be dangerous!" Zhou Xing was still a little worried, and explained it in detail.

The silly big man still just nodded.

"Split up, don't let people see that we are in the same group."

Zhou Xing gave another last word of advice, and shook his head helplessly, feeling that this guy was much more stupid than before. He swallowed a handful of healing medicine, endured the pain all over his body and joined the battlefield again. He still used sneak attacks to kill the enemy and succeeded repeatedly.

Soon, the senior executives of Jujianzong also discovered the heavy damage Zhou Xing had caused to their own side. Taking advantage of the time to repel the ancestor of Jianhunzong, an old man in the Yuanying realm immediately ordered angrily: "Hu Tie! Zhao Dengyun! Go and kill that insidious boy! The one in the golden armor!"

Zhou Xing's Tianyuan three-piece battle armor is in a very different state. It doesn't look like a practitioner's robe at all. It is majestic and majestic, just like the clothes of a general on the battlefield. It is very eye-catching in the white robes. The two held their fists together to accept the order, they disappeared in a flash, and when they reappeared, they had blocked Zhou Xing's way forward and retreat.

Both Hu Tie and Zhao Dengyun were at the Golden Core Realm, but when they saw that Zhou Xing was only at the Profound Cave Realm, they immediately felt that the ancestor was making too much of a fuss and killed chickens with a sledgehammer. The two of them didn't want to waste too much time on Zhou Xing, because to them, the Dongxuan Realm was nothing more than stronger ants, which could be trampled to death in minutes.

They don't even want the two of them to work together, that would be tantamount to insulting them. Hu Tie blocked Zhou Xing's retreat, folded his arms around his chest, and signaled Zhao Dengyun to do it.

Zhao Dengyun curled his lips, gave the other party a look that you owe me once, and slapped his palms violently. Before Zhou Xing understood what was going on, he suddenly felt two strong forces hitting his body one after the other, and immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood. When I came out, my whole body was in excruciating pain.

Zhao Dengyun said with a smile: "Boy, seeing your shocked face makes you understand that this is the power of space that can only be possessed after entering the Golden Core Realm. Now that you have tasted it, then go die!"

Zhao Dengyun was the one who impersonated Zhou Binli.

He clapped his palms again.

boom! ...

Zhou Xing spat out another mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground with a plop, his face pale.

Zhao Dengyun smiled and said: "It turns out that it is the end of the crossbow. It is really boring to kill you. Then let you die under my Soul-devouring Orb. After all, it is a magic weapon and eats a lot. Now I am hungry again."

Zhao Dengyun turned over with one hand, and he held a gray-black bead in his palm. He made a formula with one hand, and slowly injected spiritual energy. On the surface, Zhou Xing lay face down on the ground motionless, but with the help of the puppet's eyes, he could see everything on the scene clearly. When he found that the other party had completely ignored him and focused on the bead, he knew The opportunity has come.