C1815

1815

Of the four people fighting against Zhao Qingshan, three were male and one was female. These three were male and one was female, and each had their own special characteristics. The female had a head of white hair that made people look at her with surprise.

This person was none other than Xu Taiping's mother, Xu Qingzhi.

Standing next to Xu Qingzhi was Duanmu Ci, who had lived with Xu Taiping for half a month.

At this moment, Duanmu Huanghun was holding a deck of poker cards in his hands. These cards were constantly flipping over and over, following the movements of Duanmu Huanghun's fingers. It was hard to imagine that a person's hands could actually be so nimble.

The person standing on the other side of Duanmu Ci was a man who was as fat as a ball. This man wore a white tang suit, the tang suit was huge, big enough to be used as a room for a skinny man, but even so, the tang suit was still full of fat people, just like a balloon. There was a circle drawn in the middle of the tang suit, and a word was written in the middle, thin.

It was really a little too weird. At this moment, this incomparably fat man was holding a huge hoof in his hand. It was obvious that the hoof was red-hot, and the color was very attractive.

This man's name was Li En, nicknamed Fat God, and he was one of the three gods of destruction! It was one of the most powerful combat abilities in the world.

The three great gods of destruction, the spear god Xu Qingzhi, the fat god Li Qingzhi, and the card god Duanmu Ci were all gathered here today. Other than these three, there was only one other person. He could be considered an old acquaintance of Xu Taiping.

This person had an old face and a pair of dull gray eyes. It was as if he was shrouding the sky in mist.

He was none other than the leader of the Cold Leaf Sect, Zhang Yuanqing.

Of the four people, three of them were people Xu Taiping knew. It was just that Zhang Qing seemed to have no connection with Xu Qingzhi and the rest. However, they were standing together today, which was quite shocking.

"This is unbelievable. This pressure that makes people despair actually came from Zhao Qingshan." Zhang Yuanqing calmly said as he looked at Zhao Qingshan's direction with lifeless eyes.

Although his eyes could not see anything, the way he looked at Zhao Qingshan gave off the impression that he could see anything.

"It is indeed very strong." As Duanmu Huanghun spoke, he suddenly stopped what he was doing. Following that, he took out the cards one by one and used his middle finger and index finger to hold them together. Then, he casually tossed them into the surroundings.

These cards, some were thrown a dozen meters away, some were just below the feet, they scattered randomly, just like how we used to play with them when we were little.

"This kind of expert is the most suitable to be used for steaming. Only by doing this will we be able to preserve our flavors. In addition to sesame oil, peanut butter and a little sesame seeds, it is definitely a delicacy!" As he spoke, he took a bite off his hoof and removed a large piece of fat with oil on it.

"I must lose weight after eating this." Li Jun mumbled as she chewed.

"Zhao Qingshan, it's still too late to withdraw from the creator." Xu Qingzhi looked at Zhao Qingshan and said.

Zhao Qingshan's face was expressionless as she said, "Today, I only came to take Duanmu Ci away. I don't want to kill too many people."

"Haven't a lot of people died in your hands?" Xu Qingzhi asked.

"The number of people who died in your hands are still few?" Zhao Qingshan asked.

"We only kill those who deserve to be killed." Xu Qingzhi said.

"Who should be killed, who should not? I think that they should be killed, and if I kill them, then it will be a sin. But if you think that they should be killed, then you should kill them. There is no one in this world who should or should not be killed, it is just that their positions are different. " Zhao Qingshan said.

"We can't let you continue to be the creator. Since you are unwilling to withdraw from the creator, then we … I can only kill you. " As Xu Qing Zhi spoke, she took down the huge gun from her back. She held the gun in one hand and pointed the gun at Zhao Qingshan with the other.

"Come." Zhao Qingshan held his hands behind his back and held them in front of him. In his hands was a sword hidden in its scabbard, but he still had not unsheathed it.

"Let's go." As soon as Xu Qingzhi gave the order, Skinny Li, Duanmu Ci, and Zhang Yuanqing dashed toward Zhao Qingshan at almost the same time.

On the peak of the Violet Taboo: War is imminent!

Bang!

A dull gunshot rang out, igniting the flames of battle.

The muzzle of the unknown gun in Xu Qing Zhi's hand burst into flames.

A bullet that was at least the size of a baseball whizzed through the air at a speed that no one could see. It instantly passed through the trio and headed straight for Zhao Qingshan, who was a bit further away.

Zhao Qingshan stepped forward with one foot and placed the longsword in his hand against his arm. Then, Zhao Qingshan took half a step forward.

After half a step, the huge bullet had already arrived in front of Zhao Qingshan.

Zhao Qingshan slightly twisted his waist and the tip of the long sword on his arm suddenly glanced outwards.

A "chi" sound rang out!

The bullet made from that special material, which could pierce through the tank car's armor, was directly split into two by Zhao Qingshan.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

A loud sound echoed out!

The bullet that was split in half exploded a few meters behind Zhao Qingshan.

The fiery light came from behind Zhao Qingshan, as if it wanted to devour her.

At this moment, Zhao Qingshan slightly bent his body and moved forward!

Swoosh!

A deafening sound pierced through the air. In the next second, Zhao Qingshan had already arrived in front of Li Jun, who was charging at the fastest person!

It was hard to imagine that Li Jun's skinny body was actually the fastest one.

Zhao Qingshan's longsword still had not left its sheath. He turned his hand, and the tip of the sword moved forward, stabbing towards Li Jun's emaciated body.

Bang!

Zhao Qingshan's unsheathed long sword heavily stabbed at Li En's body.

It could be seen with the naked eye that the place where Li Jun had been stabbed had caved in. The angle of the caved in had exceeded the limit that a normal person could bear.

Zhao Qingshan's sword had sunk in by almost a third of its original size. But even so, this sword was still unable to pierce through Li Jun's fat body!

Skinny Li, God of Fat, also known as the number one defender in the world of annihilation. Beneath his layer of fat lay muscles that ordinary people could not even imagine. Even bullets could not penetrate his body!

Zhao Qingshan's face was expressionless. With a flick of his wrist, a force acted on Li En's body. This force caused Zhao Qingshan's entire body to bounce back, instantly pulling away from Li En.

Right at this moment, the sound of something tearing through the air sounded out.

Poker cards appeared one by one beside Zhao Qingshan like ghosts.

These poker cards floated in the air, each card emanating a terrifying aura.

"Thousand Faces Slaughter!" Duanmu Huanghun gave a low shout and suddenly flung his hand out.

The poker cards floating in the air seemed to be pulled by a mysterious force, turning into a cold ray of light and attacking Zhao Qingshan from all directions!

Zhao Qingshan had nowhere to retreat to!

At this moment, Zhao Qingshan raised his sword in front of him and flicked his wrist.

Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!

This sword, in Zhao Qingshan's hand, was split into two. Two, four, four, eight, eight hundred thousand swords!

Countless sword shadows instantly appeared around Zhao Qingshan, enveloping him within.

Clang clang clang!

Sounds of metal colliding rang out. The poker cards that were flying towards Zhao Qingshan were actually all sent flying by the sword shadow. At the same time, the invisible threads that extended from the poker cards were all cut off by Zhao Qingshan.

The poker cards scattered on the ground, emitting a crisp sound.

These poker cards were all made of fine steel and were incomparably sharp. However, under the shadow of Zhao Qingshan's sword, these poker cards did not have any effect!

Seeing that all of the poker cards had fallen, just as Zhao Qingshan was planning to move forward, Zhang Yuanqing arrived before Zhao Qingshan.

"Cold Leaf." "Eight Trigram Palm!"

A sharp glint suddenly erupted within Zhang Yuanqing's lifeless eyes. His shriveled hands suddenly transformed into the world's most terrifying weapon as they headed towards Zhao Qingshan in an extremely strange manner.

Seeing this palm, Zhao Qingshan's face showed neither joy nor sorrow. In fact, he hadn't even unsheathed his sword.

Zhao Qingshan grasped the hilt of his sword with his hand and moved to block Zhang Yuanqing's incoming sharp claws.

Clang clang clang!

The sound of metal clanging rang out.

Zhang Yuanqing's palm technique was as fast as a thunderstorm. Zhao Qingshan's sword technique was quite ordinary. He stood there as if he was taking a casual stroll, as if he did not feel any pressure at all.

At this moment, thin Li had already arrived in front of Zhao Qingshan. All that could be seen was thin Li leaping up, crashing into Zhao Qingshan's body.

The most powerful weapon of the fat god, Li En, was his body!

Zhao Qingshan's body shot towards Zhao Qingshan like a ball. As for Zhao Qingshan, he didn't rush nor slow. Instead, he used his other hand to hit Li En's flying body.

Bang!

A muffled sound rang out.

Zhao Qingshan's hand landed heavily on Li En's body.

Li Jun grinned.

The place on his body where Zhao Qingshan had hit him was suddenly caved in.

Zhao Qingshan's palm instantly sunk into thin Li's flesh, and was immediately wrapped around the thin Li's flesh.

"I'll treat you to my favorite meat!" Li Jun laughed loudly. She threw the shoulders of her hands towards Zhao Qingshan's face. At the same time, two ghost plates appeared behind Zhao Qingshan.

"Wang Fei."

Duanmu Ci's cold voice rang out.

Following Duanmu Ci's voice, these two ghost plates cut towards Zhao Qingshan's neck at the same time.

At this moment, one of Zhao Qingshan's hands was holding onto his sword as he fought against Zhang Yuanqing's Eight Trigrams Palm while the other hand was sinking into the fat flesh of Li Qingzhu. To Zhao Qingshan, he had no other means to block Li Jun's hoof and the two cards that were controlled by Duanmu Ci.

"Success?!" Not far away, Xu Qingzhi's face lit up.

Just at this moment, the sound of a sword hum suddenly sounded out and a ray of sword light split the sky and earth in the dark night!

"How strong is the reformed Zhao Qingshan?!" Please wait and see!)