In the ruined religious buildings, you can still see the gods worshipped in this world. The tall statue made of white stone is a man wearing a robe and a pair of huge curved top corners on his head.

But this god, at this moment, lowered his eyes, seemed to be unable to bear to look at the bloody body all over the ground, and the bodies that fell to the ground were already covered by large flies, rising and falling with the strong wind brought by the figures.

Fan Wendong held a steel gun that looked like a black dragon wrapped around one hand, and ran quickly with the chaos of the terrain. At this moment, this strong and powerful man was in pain. In a sense, he was the most injured among all people, because the enemies he faced were relatively strong. At this moment, Fan Wendong could still support him, partly because of the subtle control of every inch of his body's muscles, which allowed him to share his injuries, but most of the reason was because Fan Wendong's intention to build his journey along the way.

As one of the few Chinese Warrior Associations in recent years, and the only one promoted alchemist among the second-generation disciples, Fan Wendong Huajinquan realm has also cultivated the Fierce Fire Fighting Qi to increase his strength. He actually took many detours because no alchemist protected him and guided him.

Like Li Qinglian, who was born in the Taoist sect, was protected by her master and that extremely powerful senior brother. She could practice calmly, and then practice fighting spirit and sword skills after reaching the alchemy realm. It was a smooth journey, which was a journey of thousands of miles a day.

Fan Wendong Huajin boxing and cultivated the Fierce Fire Fighting Qi. Later, he was also a Fire Martial Master from Wanxiang Mountain. He was able to successfully become an alchemist through such a journey. It can be said that he devoted his efforts and luck, and there were countless times of hardships in life and death that he had forged it.

However, after truly becoming an alchemist, these hardships and twists and turns became the resources for him to help his state of mind.

Li Qinglian's swordsmanship is more sophisticated than him, and his fighting spirit is deeper and mysterious than him. But if he really fights, he will fight with life and death. At least for a hundred years, Zhu Peng will not think that Li Qinglian has a chance of winning, because the accumulation of the two sides in their state of mind is too different. Fan Wendong is already a piece of iron that has been tempered for thousands of times. Although Li Qinglian is pure jade and gold, no one has carved her well.

Or she can only complete the accumulated experience in her state of mind. No matter whether it is Li Daoman or Zhu Peng, they don’t know how to start.

The gun shadows were everywhere, and each spear shot was as bright as a meteor that shone through the sky, with blood splashing. One by one, the warriors from Purgatory Island died under Fan Wendong's gun in the pursuit battle. In the bloody battle between the two sides, Fan Wendong was not just running. He recovered his physical strength, accumulated strength, and then repeatedly fought back... In this fierce pursuit battle, who was the hunter and who was the prey?

In fact, the status of hunters and prey may change suddenly at any time.

After all, he couldn't stand the disciples being assassinated by his guns one after another. A strong Wuzong, who was holding a thick-backed machete on the Purgatory Island, felt that he could not suppress the blood flowing in his blood vessels, roared like a mad beast, and then took action. His body directly smashed the wall like a train running at high speed and crashed into the room. At the same time, he waved the dragon-like sword that swept across the lateral direction and met the prey in front of him.

"Earth bastard, die!" He didn't know which world of indigenous slang he was talking about, but under the cover of the witch net, Fan Wendong could not understand even a word, but he could understand the whole sentence.

"Haha, OK, let's see whoever dies and whoever lives."

Fan Wendong's handsome face became extremely solemn after sneering. His hair was flying, and his eyes were calm and cold. The next moment, the man held a gun in his hands, and others were like a meteor across the sky. Ten feet were only one step away from his feet.

The legendary famous gun "Chuejue" suddenly surged out of thousands of gun shadows in his hands, carrying a powerful force to destroy everything, and was experiencing the most intense and terrifying core of the catharsis of the most intense and terrifying force. The fire broke into the prairie and cracked the prairie and was rated as "strong, brave, majestic!"

The blast of explosions, the shadow of the flame gun and the light of the thunder sword collided. The next moment, the two powerful Wuzong flew backwards like two counter-firing shells because of the opponent's power. They hit a piece of gravel and rubble with a bang.

Fan Wendong was covered with cruel and ferocious long sword scratches, and his left arm scapula was almost cut into the artery by the big knife. However, it didn't matter. The man struggled to hold the back of the knife and pulled out the big knife. His body once again lit up the fiery fighting spirit like a burning flame.

In contrast, the legendary Wuzong, who had violently collided with Fan Wendong, was lying on his back in the gravel at this moment, and blood slowly spread under him.

There was only one wound on his body, which was a wound that penetrated from his throat to the back of his head, and there was no room for rescue because his brain was burned by Fan Wendong's fire fighting spirit.

Every time he experienced a life-and-death battle, Fan Wendong sincerely thanked his efforts and persistence back then, and for every drop of sweat he had put into the realm of the Alchemy Taoist. Just on paper data, there was no huge difference between the two sides. The legendary Wuzong with the level of the Alchemy Master was only seen from the paper data, and the data in all aspects was a little better than the ordinary legendary Wuzong... However, once the fight started, a life-and-death battle was fought, a legendary Wuzong with the level of the Alchemy Master could kill more than 100 legendary Wuzong on Purgatory Island on a chaotic and open large-scale battlefield, and he could die in battle.

Although everyone is in the same realm, there have been qualitative differences in combat power.

Before the alchemist appeared in the wizard world civilization system, the strongest martial artist hidden profession: Sword Saint. Although no one explicitly stated it, everyone secretly recognized that the value of a legendary sword saint can be exchanged for 60 to 80 legendary martial sects in equal measure.

The alchemist dare not say that he must be stronger than the actual combat ability of the sword saint of the same level, but the basic qualities and combat ability of the alchemist are generally stronger. If it is divided strictly, it can be said that the sword saint is a sensible profession, the alchemist is a system profession, and the wizard is an intellectual profession.

The sword saint is sharp but very easy to break. The alchemist is powerful. Once cast into a giant axe, it will certainly consume more iron and make it more difficult to achieve real success.

The legendary Wusect on the Purgatory Islands surrounded them. These legendary Wusects were shocked by Fan Wendong's strong and bravery. Even at this moment, they were still a little overly conservative and cautious, or when they were sure to win, no one wanted to be taken away because of the opponent's fight of trapped beasts.

But because of this kind of thinking, the person who could have been killed was not killed.

A dark red beam of light like a laser fell from the sky, and rushed in through the cracks of the large-scale damaged house. It roared and exploded. Zhu Peng came in a turbulent situation, sweeping the whole audience like a strong hurricane. The fist blasted. One after another, the legendary Wuzong of Purgatory Island was either dead or injured, or fled and retreated in panic, but he was often secretly lurking in Yunhai Tiangong Lanling, holding double blades.

"Fan Wendong, a subordinate of Lie Ying, pay a visit to the commander."

"At this time, don't pay attention to this kind of etiquette. I remember you came out with Duan Nian, Fan Zhixian and the others. Where are they?" He held a man with one hand and broke his neck and broke his bones, but he had not yet died of Wu Zong's collar. Zhu Peng walked out of the darkness with great strides. He came to Fan Wendong and threw him down casually.

At this time, Lan Ling also revealed her figure from the bottom of the scene. While taking the lead, her combat effectiveness is quite strong. She is especially good at sudden sneak attacks and high-frequency attacks. She will kill when she succeeds, and retreat when she fails. Yunhai Tiangong has achieved great success in the body and illusion of water-based fighting spirit, and many techniques can be said to be vicious and vicious.

Lan Ling walked to Fan Wendong, grabbed the Wuzong that Zhu Peng had prepared for her with one hand, and pressed it on Fan Wendong's back with the other hand. The legendary Wuzong who had lost his ability to resist quickly turned into a dry and rotten corpse with Lan Ling's magic. Fan Wendong's face appeared rosy, but it was an extremely weird and domineering death-harm healing technique.

"Huh... I escaped all the way here because I attracted the pursuers. Duan Nian, Zhixian and Fantasy Eagle are all avoiding in that direction." As soon as Fan Wendong finished speaking, he saw a pair of giant wings suddenly erected behind Zhu Peng. The next moment he flew quickly in that direction.

Accompanied by the roar of a supersonic plane, there was another word left behind: "Lan Ling, let's take care of Wendong here for the time being, I'll go back."

At the same time, in the small room where the six Chinese Warrior Association hid, Yue Shenyao, Tie Juling, Liu Heming, Xu Xiaoxian, Monk Duannian and Fan Zhixian, who had already been seriously injured, the battle between them and the sudden killing of the Scimitar Wuzong has reached a point of intense heat.

The six people in the room are logically at the level of the legendary Wusect. Even if they are injured at this moment, they are no longer in full swing, and they should not be in a dilemma when they fight six or one.

However, the battle is not calculated like one plus one equals two. First of all, although the scimitar of Purgatory Island uses scimitars, it is obviously an existence like the "Sword Saint" in terms of strength. The sword energy controls Ruyi, and the killer moves are complex and terrible. He also gets the first move under the sneak attack. He suddenly breaks in and breaks into a terrible killer move similar to the "Sword Blade Storm". He is swept by his blizzard-like sword light. For a moment, six or one person is even no difference.

Of course, if there was only one person in the room, this martial saint who was born in Purgatory Island would not use a range of secret killing moves.

Facing the sword light and the threat of life and death, everyone's qualities were instantly revealed. Among the people who followed Yue Shen Yao, Liu Heming, the iron giant spirit, and Yue Shen Yao himself retreated from all directions, Mingzhe protected himself, Liu Heming held the sword in his hand choked, and he threw out a layered sword energy. Although the momentum was great, the sword body itself did not attack, but instead avoided his body.

The iron giant spirit showed a strong and powerful appearance of horizontal training, but did not meet it, but stepped on the mysterious footwork... He was not like this at first, but had been with Yue Shenyao for a long time. Every time he started a war, everyone would find opportunities to find a gap. Iron giant spirit followed Yue Shenyao and the others for two months, and he had not made much progress in the horizontal training, but instead made great progress in the body and footwork level.

Yue Shen Yao herself held a Chinese sword and a samurai sword in each hand, forming a sequel defense. At the same time, the purple armor on her body was actually a legendary martial arts tool. After the effect was activated, the energy shield and the sword net echoed each other, guarding Yue Shen Yao like an iron wall.

However, Xu Xiaoxian, who did not expect that Yue Shenyao and the other two had such a reaction, suffered a great loss. Monk Duannian and Fan Zhixian suffered a great loss. They were used to being with Fan Wendong, who was strong and brave in shooting skills. Their first reaction was to fight back when facing a surprise attack, and they must not let the other party's momentum expand and increase.

Inherited from his mentor Xu Baishan's Tianxing Sword Technique, he stabbed out the Sword Net, Xu Xiaoxian took action with all his strength. Heaven was strong, and a gentleman strived for self-improvement. The sword and sword foundation was solid, and the stronger the stronger the encounter.

The monk Duanming waved the sword technique of breaking the precepts, and the sword light drifted away is the Zen meaning of Buddhism: If you do not enter the world, do not experience the sea of ​​suffering, do not recite the precepts, how can you know the true meaning of the clear rules, how can you see the illusion of the world, see your own Buddha nature, and realize the true emptiness and wonderful existence?

I will cut off all kinds of things with one knife, cut off the cause and effect, and realize the nature and become a Buddha!

Fan Zhixian's vine whip shot and beat it in both hands, which is Gao Miaoming's mysterious martial arts whip. At the same time, his vine whip has its own spirituality, twisting and biting like a snake, and is frantically and violent.

However, the sword collapsed, the sword collapsed, and the vine whip was broken and broken. Under the roaring sword light like a wolf, the terrifying murderous intent forced the erosion of all artistic conceptions, killing, killing, killing, killing, killing, killing, killing, killing, killing, killing, killing, killing, killing, killing, killing, killing, killing, killing, killing, and killing... The sword light rose, and the murderous intent was steadily aloof.

Under such a terrifying sword light, Xu Xiaoxian broke his sword back, and an exaggerated knife mark appeared on his chest, and his whole body was almost cut open diagonally. Monk Duan Nian's arm holding the knife was almost crushed by the flying knife wheel. Under serious injuries, the monk gritted his teeth and stepped on his feet, barely slashing away and saving his life.

However, in the end, Fan Zhixian could react and was seriously injured but could not avoid it. The slanting moon-like sword light cut off one's head instantly, and his body was almost twisted and turned into blood mist like a flying catkin. At this moment, a phantom rushed in with a rapid and terrifying ferocity that rushed into the wall. Seeing the powerful sword force that was rising wildly because of strangling Fan Zhixian, the purple gold entangled beast pupils spread in his pupils...the murderous intent soared.

"You guy is brave enough, you dare to kill my financial lord."

Carrying the gravel powder that broke through the wall, the roaring fist force instantly enveloped the sword martial saint. As mentioned earlier, Zhu Peng's martial arts skills are not pure martial arts fighting spirit, and a normal dragon-blooded warrior should not have the majestic qi and blood and the body of a giant beast like his.

Facing the roar of a giant tiger in front of him, the fist power and energy had almost formed an exaggerated attack. The sword martial saint from Purgatory Island originally planned to avoid the edge for the time being. He was also stunned by the exaggerated physical energy and energy of the "Fist Saint" in front of him, which was incredible.

Although masters do not have the absolute advantage if anyone has a strong body, the strength of a warrior is not a loss. If he has a body that is full of life and is almost indestructible, it is an extremely terrible relative advantage after all.

However, when he stepped back, the sword-divine martial saint was embarrassed to find that there was a layer of vines covered all over his body. He saw that the blood and blood of Fan Zhixian had broken out of his body. At this moment, these things made the body of the sword-divine saint stiffen, and then the angry Zhu Peng broke through the defense with a punch and stamped it on his chest with extremely heavy techniques.

The Blood Killing Technique roared and condensed Dou Qi, like a dragon, and poured out. Just the overflowing air flow made the air hover into a vortex. This gravity field also controlled the opponent in front of Zhu Peng, making it impossible for him to easily get rid of the power of the Tiger Roar Emperor Fist covers the range.

"ah!"

A sudden roar was heard, and the legendary Wu Zong, who suffered heavy damage, spread the sword force all over his body, almost tearing and overturning the entire house. The fierce and terrifying sword force made Yue Shenyao and others who were only affected by radiation panic and retreated along the sword force. Only Zhu Peng, who was the first to be attacked, flapping his arms. He used the strong to fight against the strong, and did not give in at all. His iron fists went out like two dragons to sea, and he roared angrily to fight.

Tiger Roaring the Emperor's Fist, Thousands of Army Break!

God knows how many heavy punches were shot in an instant, but in short, the roar of explosions is still unstoppable.

A moment later, when Yue Shenyao and others returned to the already ruined room again, Zhu Peng stood there with his hands on his back, and except for a thin knife mark on his cheek, it was completely unscathed.

In front of him was a huge bouquet of man-eating flowers that were expanding and contracting. The martial arts sword saint from Purgatory Island had disappeared without a trace at this moment.

At this moment, the cannibal flower expanded and revealed Fan Zhixian, who was curled up inside and was not covered with inches of strands. Zhu Peng pulled off his mysterious robe and covered the other party. At the same time, a prompt for completing the fate mission flashed in front of his eyes. The fate track card received a 286-point power of fate supplement. Its color quickly changed from light blue to dark blue, which was close to some extreme value from blue to gold.

"Ji-hyun, is it okay?"

"...It's okay, just now it was the "Human-Eater Flower" ability that I generated after reaching a certain limit with the Xing of Thorns. As long as I swallow an enemy of the same level within forty-five seconds after death, I can resurrect at the cost of consuming vitality. It will only take a long period of weakness." After wrapping the mysterious robe on my body, Fan Zhixian said weakly.

"When you and I first met in the Abyss City, I thought you were a tough guy and could not die easily." He said with a smile, and then Zhu Peng turned around and walked towards the few people who had just come in.

Before the word "Peng" was released, Yue Shenyao was already hit on the cheek by Zhu Peng. It was obvious that the man still had some mercy. At least the girl was not shot by him, but Yue Shenyao's entire body flew backwards out of the room with the force of the fist and fell down like a parabola.

Liu Heming and Tie Giant Ling also saw Zhu Peng's anger and anger, but they did not dare to resist and dodge. Zhu Peng walked to Liu Heming's side, and slashed his legs to the bend of Liu Heming's legs and let him kneel on one knee. The next moment, he pressed his palm on his face and his entire head almost pressed into the floor tiles. Even with the protection of the fighting spirit, Liu Heming's face was covered with blood, and his facial features were almost flattened.

"Gianling, come here." He did not walk towards the Iron Giant Spirit anymore. Zhu Peng pressed Liu Heming and stood up, raised his hand and called the Iron Giant Spirit over.

"It has always been rumored in the meeting that Liehuo King Kong Li Tienu's aptitude is not inferior to Zhu Peng's... He will teach you such a thing?"

Bang!

A slap in the face of the Iron Giant Spirit, which directly caused the legendary Wu Zong to hemorrhage and his teeth to fall off. However, the Iron Giant Spirit didn't even dare to spit out blood. As soon as he stood up straight, Zhu Peng was thrusting on the other side of the face with his backhand. When Yue Shenyao climbed up from below again panting, he saw Zhu Peng's humiliation to Iron Giant Spirit.

"Commander Zhu, we just have a bad strategy, not to mention that even if there is a giant spirit," the typo had not yet been released. Yue Shenyao only felt a flash in front of his eyes. The next moment, the lower abdomen was hurt. He was kicked down from the second floor again, and hit the ground, rolling for several rounds but not getting up.

The Thirteen Eagles are indeed second-generation disciples, and although the Five Tigers are also second-generation disciples, their seniority in the Chinese Warrior Association is vaguely one generation higher than that of the second-generation. Many people regard them as a little or five generations, between the first-generation predecessors and the second-generation disciples, because whether it is Zhu Peng, Yang Caier, or Li Ce who manages the Chinese Warrior Association in an orderly manner, they already have the power or power that is not inferior or even stronger than the first-generation predecessors. Then they are compared to the second-generation disciples, which is also unfair to the second-generation disciples.

At this moment, Zhu Peng really beat Yue Shen Yao, Liu Heming and Tie Juling as his sons.

These three people did not dare to resist at all. Yue Shenyao relied on being Li Jingxuan's adopted daughter and dared to say a few words to her. Liu Heming and Tie Juling were really silent. The Chinese warriors will inherit many rules of the Hongmen in a sense. Once the rules of seniority are left behind, they are often easier to use than simple power.

The beating was barely ended after Fan Wendong and Lan Ling came to him. The room was filled with residual soldiers and defeated soldiers and wounds, but this time they didn't have to hide anymore.

With Zhu Peng standing in this blood bath city, unless the group that just died was removed in this area, more than twenty legendary Wushu could gather, otherwise Fan Zhixian and the others could cultivate with peace of mind.

After the beating, Zhu Peng let out a long breath.

"Don't think that this matter is over. After returning to the sect, each of you three will go to the prison hall to receive punishment. If you betray your brothers and follow the rules of the world, you will have three swords and six holes. This time, the small punishment is a big commandment. If there is another next time, I will destroy you first and send it to your master to ask how to deal with it."

Yue Shenyao turned her head a little dissatisfied, but she was beaten and she didn't dare to say anything anymore. Liu Heming and Tie Juling both bowed their heads and said yes, and Yan would never dare to commit it again.

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"My mom, I am the daughter of the sect leader after all. The one named Zhu dared to hit me like this, I, me, ahhh." The clothes torn in her hand were almost torn to pieces by Yue Shenyao, but she still felt a sense of anger in her heart. She was still obsessed with Zhu Peng... Now she was obsessed with it, but she had to grit her teeth with hatred.

"Moon God, don't bother. Zhu Peng and Li Lu are the most rare legendary wizards in the sect. Among the direct wizards of the entire sect, one hand can count the level of their cultivation, especially Zhu Peng. The sect leader did not treat him well to his son. It is said that the loan authority of that year is still retained. In other words, as long as Zhu Peng wants to, he can take away 80% of the capital of the entire sect at any time and do anything he wants to do. With such trust, I doubt whether he is the illegitimate son of the sect leader." Liu Heming, who almost turned into a flat face, leaned against Shibi, said.
Chapter completed!