Comprehensive martial arts: Master Longhu, picking up corpses Xuanyuan Qingfeng

Zhang Zhiwei's eyes burst with monstrous anger.

The voice fell.

Zhang Zhiwei's figure was like a cannonball, shooting out and appearing in front of Ding Chunqiu almost instantly.

"Misunderstanding."

Looking at Zhang Zhiwei, who was almost in a rage in front of him, Ding Chunqiu's heart trembled, especially when he looked at Zhang Zhiwei's almost blood-colored eyes, he felt as if he was being stared at by a wild beast.

"Misunderstood your mom next door!"

Zhang Zhiwei shot out furiously.

One palm out.

The power of the great dragon elephant in the body suddenly erupted.

The roar of the dragon chant sounded in Zhang Zhiwei's body.

Cultivation is after stepping into the realm of finger mysteries.

The power of the Great Dragon Elephant also seems to have undergone some kind of transformation.

Vaillant is a hundred times stronger than when he first entered the innate.

Raise your hand and punch out.

In Ding Chunqiu's eyes, he only felt as if there were mountains pressing towards him.

The internal forces in the body surged wildly.

Huagong Dafa and Lianzhu Carrion Gong.

At this moment, it was even more urged to the extreme.

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, he raised his hand and slapped his palm towards Zhang Zhiwei.

Boom!

An earth-shattering roar sounded.

Let Ding Chunqiu's methods be monstrous, but under the power of the great dragon and elephant after the transformation, he is still like a chicken and a dog.

The moment the fists were handed over.

A crisp bone sound suddenly sounded.

Ding Chunqiu's arm twisted in an irregular shape, and the miserable white bone bud pierced the muscle and exposed it to the air, and the red blood shot out.

"Ah!!"

Feeling the sharp pain in his arm, Ding Chunqiu roared fiercely.

With a sudden force under his feet, his figure suddenly bounced up from the ground and frantically rushed towards the outside of the dumb valley.

Looking at the invincible Ding Chunqiu, he ended up like this in a blink of an eye.

Originally, who were still besieging Xiao Yuer, Shifei Xuan, Xuan, Duan Yu and the others were shocked again.

A bone-chilling chill instantly rose from the bottom of their hearts.

Zhang Zhiwei is not only in the fingers.

And it is also the kind of extremely evil finger Xuan existence.

Otherwise, how could he easily crush Ding Chunqiu, an existence that had already stepped into the Xuan Realm for many years.

But just when they looked terrified.

Zhang Zhiwei's feet continued to step on the wind, and his figure was like a ghost, and he appeared in front of Ding Chunqiu again almost instantly.

"You?"

Looking at Zhang Zhiwei who suddenly appeared in front of him, Ding Chunqiu looked shocked and looked at the place where Zhang Zhiwei was standing before in disbelief.

How could he be so fast?

However, before he could come to his senses, a low voice containing almost substantial murderous intent, as if from the hell of Kyushu, suddenly sounded in Ding Chunqiu's ears.

"Did I let you go?"

When the words fell, Zhang Zhiwei's big hand suddenly grabbed Ding Chunqiu's long silver-white hair.

Then he suddenly punched Ding Chunqiu's face.

Above the fist, the Dao Gang wind rose up, and the fierce Gang Wind cut Ding Chunqiu's face painfully.

"Don't, don't."

Looking at the infinitely enlarged fist in his eyes, and the extremely fierce wind above that fist, Ding Chunqiu roared fiercely, and the poisonous gas of the Lianzhu Carrion Gong between his body frantically escaped from his body, and the Great Method of Huagong was even more urged to the extreme at this moment.

And even so.

But it still didn't have the slightest effect.

Under the fist condensed by the Tai Xuan Sutra, everything was like paper paste.

Bang!

A low sudden sound came.

Under the great force of terror.

Ding Chunqiu's head suddenly flung back, and the silver hair on the top of his head was uprooted by Zhang Zhiwei.

Yes!!

A miserable scream.

Sounded in the valley of mute.

Bang!

Another earth-shattering roar sounded.

Ding Chunqiu's figure suddenly fell from the air and smashed into the ground fiercely.

The whole valley was trembling violently.

The rubble and dust scattered in the sky, waiting for all the aftermath to dissipate.

A terrifying giant pit with a diameter of several meters appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Ding Chunqiu's figure was like a dead dog curled up in the giant pit, and wisps of red blood slowly flowed out from under him.

It's exactly like more air intake and less air outlet.

Thinking back to Ding Chunqiu's invincible appearance before, and looking at the miserable color in front of him, who would have thought that it would only be half an hour before and after.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

......

Zhang Zhiwei stood like a demon in the middle of the giant pit, and his huge fist slammed down on Ding Chunqiu's head like a rain of pearls.

Every punch that fell, it was like thunder.

It shook the scalps of everyone present.

And every punch falls.

Ding Chunqiu's head was smashed into the ground by Zhang Zhiwei.

Yin Hong's blood splashed like flowing water, splashing on Zhang Zhiwei's face.

His extremely handsome face added a fierceness at the moment.

"Spare me... Spare me..."

Ding Chunqiu's weak voice came from underground.

However, it was the answer to him.

A punch bombards more violently than a punch.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

A sound like thunder sounded.

Every punch sounded as if it hit the bottom of the hearts of everyone present.

Everyone stood on the spot as if frozen.

Especially those people in the rivers and lakes who surrounded and killed Qiuqiu and others under the demagoguery of Ding Chunqiu, an unprecedented chill rose in their hearts at this moment.

Boom!

Another earth-shattering roar sounded.

Accompanied by a monstrous dragon groan, it sounded in the sky above the Dumb Valley.

Ding Chunqiu's already bloody body exploded in this terrifying dragon groan.

It turned into a rain of blood falling from the sky.

Drizzled on Zhang Zhiwei's body.

And under this rain of blood, Zhang Zhiwei's figure was like a demon god from the Nine Nether Hell, slowly walking towards everyone present.

"Zhang Zhiwei, what are you going to do?"

Seeing Zhang Zhiwei walking towards them step by step, the faces of everyone present were shocked again.

Murong Fu moved even more.

Without looking back, he flew towards the outside of the dumb valley.

Before leaving, he kicked back the two people who followed behind him.

"Young Master, you."

The faces of the two changed greatly in an instant.

But when they just finished speaking, Zhang Zhiwei was already in front of the two of them.

"Zhang Shaoxia, we..." Storm

Evil and Bao Wei just wanted to explain.

But Zhang Zhiwei's two hands suddenly held the necks of Storm Evil and Bao Different.

Click.

Bao different and stormy evil words have not yet had time to finish.

The figure fell to the ground with a pop.

Seeing the two figures fall limply to the ground, Zhang Zhiwei didn't even bother to glance at them.

The figure under his feet chased towards Murong Fu again.

"Zhang Zhiwei, you..." Seeing Zhang Zhiwei

chasing after him, Murong Fu hurriedly shouted.

"Murong Fu, since you have died again and again, then I can't blame me."

Zhang Zhiweisen spoke coldly.

One palm against Murong Fu's back heart is a palm to slap away!

PS: Busy with codewords, didn't pay attention to the time, sorry, it's a little late, next time must be timed.