Chapter 722

After those dead trees and stumps splashed out, two shining figures stood among them, one gold and one blue. The wanton dust fragments were blocked half an inch away by their light.

Seeing Lin Hua and Ming Kai unharmed, the faces of those famous ancient martial artists in the south of the Yangtze River Star list all showed a look of horror, and there seemed to be a flash of lightning in their mind.

They saw clearly just now that Zhao Zilong's spear awn like raindrops, his shooting skill as fast as lightning, and his powerful attack were difficult, even for them.

But Lin Hua and Ming Kai resisted the attack. After being hit for hundreds of meters, they were still unharmed.

The strength of this flesh body is very terrible!

Not only them, but also situ Miao, who did not participate in the war, was dignified at this time. The more his strength was not comparable to situ Huo. Because of this, his understanding of power was more thorough than situ Huo and them.

He knows the power of Zhao Zilong's spear, and he also knows that he can carry this fierce attack. His flesh is absolutely good!

"Why are the people of the soul seduction hall in the forest city so extraordinary in their cultivation skills?" Situ Miao sighed in his heart.

"They are all right!"

Seeing that Lin Hua and Ming Kai were unharmed, qingluan's pretty face suddenly showed a happy look and whispered.

Under the frightened eyes of the people, Lin Hua shook the dust on his body, looked at the nearby Mingkai, smiled and said, "old six, your flesh is really strong, it's all right."

"I thought your flesh would be poked into a beehive. I didn't expect you to be all right."

When Ming Kai heard the speech, he raised a slight smile at the corners of his mouth and quarreled with Lin Hua.

"Your fourth brother, I'm also a person who practices Dharma. What's this attack?"

Lin Hua sniffed the speech and said with disdain. He deliberately bit the word "fourth brother" very hard, as if he were telling Ming Kai that I am also your fourth brother!

Ming Kai raised his eyebrows, snorted coldly, turned to Zhao Zilong, who was holding the rainstorm pear gun, and said in a deep voice, "this is forced to belong to me!"

"Well, I'll fight the one holding the double sword!"

Lin Hua heard the speech and didn't object. His eyes fell on Zheng Wen, the unparalleled swordsman who ranked 95th in the Jiangnan star list, and said faintly.

After both chose their opponents, they disappeared in situ.

Feeling Lin Hua's momentum locked himself, Zheng Wen raised a slight smile at the corners of his mouth. He didn't know when two fallen star swords had appeared: "do you want to fight with me? Interesting!"

The falling star sword in his hand is at the end of the Chinese famous sword spectrum, but because it is a double sword, combined with the two handed sword technique, its power is also very amazing.

Otherwise, he can't rank higher than Zhao Zilong.

Seeing Lin Hua's momentum locking himself, Zheng Wen appeared at the other end of Qingyi valley with a falling star sword in his hand and a move in his body.

He fought with a huge sword, which is difficult to use in the Green Medicine Valley.

"Your flesh is so strong that you can stop my rainstorm pear spear without dying!"

Zhao Zilong also flew out of the crowd. Under the attention of the people, he came to a mountain peak in the east of Qingyi valley. His rainstorm pear blossom gun also opened wide, and can only be used in an open field of vision.

He stared at Mingkai and said in a deep voice.

"Your gun is also very good..." there are blue lines on Mingkai's body. His eyes are cold, staring at Zhao Zilong, and said in a deep voice: "it's just that I'm going to break it soon!"

"It would be great if you could break my rainstorm pear blossom gun, but I'm afraid you don't have the ability!"

Zhao Zilong's face was indifferent, and a disdainful smile hung at the corners of his mouth. He smiled at Wang and said faintly.

While talking, the rainstorm pear flower gun on his right hand flashed an amazing silver light, turned slowly along the gun body, and converged all the way to the silver gun tip.

Zhao Zilong's eyes gradually became cold, and the killing intention spread from his whole body.

Just now, the raindrop like spear didn't hurt Mingkai. A touch of anger appeared in his heart. He was ready to do his best for the next blow!

Feeling the amazing killing intention from Zhao Zilong, Ming Kai's eyebrows were also slightly raised, but he didn't panic. Although Zhao Zilong's gun was fast and domineering, it was not so easy to hurt him.

"Don't you run?"

Zhao Zilong looked directly at Ming Kai and said coldly.

He has rarely tried his best, but no one can escape safely with his full blow.

Because the gun itself is a battlefield weapon, it will keep accumulating strength. When its strength accumulates to a certain extent, no one can stop the gun!

"Why should I escape?"

Ming Kai asked back with a smile when he heard the speech.

"Since you don't run away, prepare to die!"

Zhao Zilong had no intention of talking nonsense with Mingkai at all, said coldly.

He stepped out with his right leg and played with the rainstorm pear spear in his right hand. The silver cold light swept a gorgeous and dangerous arc in the air.

The next second, Zhao Zilong suddenly held the rainstorm pear gun with both hands and stabbed Ming Kai.

Boom!

I saw the cold light at the tip of the gun wantonly, and a silver light column several feet wide burst out from the tip of the gun, mixed with an amazing momentum.

Ming Kai's face sank and his blue veins rose sharply. He formed a pair of hard blue veins armor around him. The ten foot wide silver spear came crashing into his blue veins armor, and his body shook.

"What a powerful force, happy, happy!"

While resisting the violent silver light column, Ming Kai, whose face was red with excitement, laughed.

Such a strong silver spear light column makes him feel like practicing in the waterfall!

Awesome enough!

Enough comfort!

Zhao Zilong's face was a little ugly when he saw that Mingkai could laugh like a madman after taking his shot.

His shot was a full blow!

Why can Mingkai easily block it?

When the people around saw this scene, they were also shocked and shocked.

"The famous ancient martial artist with a gun is going to lose."

Wang Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, looked at the battlefield between Zhao Zilong and Ming Kai, and said faintly.

Qingluan on one side was slightly happy when she heard the speech.

Bang

Ming Kai smashed the light column of the gun several feet wide with a fist. He stared at Zhao Zilong and said in a deep voice, "this should be your strongest blow. Now, it's my turn?"

Seeing that Mingkai easily smashed the light column of his gun, Zhao Zilong changed his face and exclaimed, "what do you want to do?"

"Naturally, let you taste it. My fist is powerful!"

Mingkai raised a harmless smile at the corners of his mouth and smiled at Zhao Zilong.

After that, the green veins on his right arm burst, and countless blue lines quickly gathered on his right fist, and the majestic power surged wantonly between his fists.

Boom!

The space in front of the fist seemed to be unable to withstand this amazing force and sent out bursts of roaring sound. Between the space vibrations, the ground began to shake.

The blue fist awn quickly condensed on Mingkai's right arm. Under the blue light, the light of the sun seemed to be covered.

In the Green Medicine Valley, the blue light covered the whole ground, blocking out the sky and the sun. Ming Kai's body was swallowed up by the blue light.

At the moment, he is like a blue cold moon, the space is constantly roaring, and the violent air flow is wanton in the Green Medicine Valley.

The famous ancient martial artists of the Jiangnan star list who were watching changed their faces and showed amazing fear in their eyes.

Is such a terrible momentum really caused by the strong people in yihuajing?

When Zhao Zilong saw this scene, his face became pale. His big hand holding the rainstorm pear blossom gun couldn't help shaking. Was this amazing fist really displayed by a strong man in yihuajing?

As soon as he gritted his teeth and endured the fear in his heart, the rainstorm pear gun in his hand waved quickly, and countless silver spears appeared like raindrops.

"Rainstorm pear blossom!"

The countless silver spears, like raindrops, swept away towards the blue cold moon in the sky that day.

He's Zhao Zilong. He'll never be caught without a hand!

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