Chapter: 1148
Bang!
A knife and a sword came in an instant, and hit the spear. The sound of metal and iron clanging resounded, and countless sparks burst out.
The powerful force caused Zhuo Wen to snort, his tiger's mouth went numb for a while, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"Go away!"
Zhuo Wen yelled, and the golden glow shot out from his whole body, and the strength in his body suddenly increased a lot, directly blocking the two old men on the left and right.
Thumb up!
The pupils of the two old men narrowed slightly, only to feel a powerful force gushing out, and they involuntarily backed away repeatedly, retreating tens of meters away.
"Zhuowen! Don't forget, there is me!"
The moment Zhuowen burst out with strength and repelled the old swordsman was at the moment when he was weakest, and a sinister figure came from the front.
"not good!"
Hearing these words, Zhuo Wen's face changed greatly, and he raised his head, and he saw that the ancient man in blood armor had arrived within five meters of him at some point.
I saw the ancient five fingers clenched into a fist, countless bloody vines covered his right fist, and the surface of his fist was covered with hideous blood thorns.
"Blood Punch!"
Gu Gu punched out violently, with terrifying power, even a ring-shaped air wave appeared on the surface of the fist, which slammed into Zhuo Wen's chest.
Pooh!
A mouthful of blood was spit out suddenly, Zhuo Wen's body was bent like a shrimp, his pupils were slightly protruding, and then he fell downward like a falling star.
Boom!
Directly below the ground, a huge deep pit of several feet was smashed, and Zhuo Wen was in the deep pit, struggling to get up, and spit out a mouthful of blood again.
The rain is still falling, and the thunder that occasionally cuts through the void brings brief light to this dark rainy night.
Under the heavy rain, Zhuo Wen struggled to get up from the pit, looked up at the three Gao Lao three who were high above, panting, with drooping eyelids.
The continuous fighting had exhausted Zhuo Wen physically and mentally, but he held a breath in his heart, an extremely aggrieved breath. It was this breath that made Zhuo Wen stubborn not want to fall down.
"Huh? After receiving the full blow of the old man's blood fist, he can still stand up!"
The old man looked down in surprise, Zhuo Wen struggled and swayed, his eyes were quite surprised, but more of them were joking.
"Zhuowen, in your current state, what are you going to use to fight us! You are already at the end of your battle, let this old man give you a good ride!"
Gu Gu laughed loudly, stepped on the sole of his foot, swooped down like a big roc spreading its wings, clenched the five fingers of his right hand into a fist, and even used the Blood Punch again. This time, he wanted to completely eliminate Zhuo Wen.
"It's over! This Zhuo Wen is finished, under such circumstances, he is dead!"
Around the rainy night, the people watching in the dark hiding in the dark, looking at the swaying Zhuo Wen, and the Gu Gu who swooped down like a broken bamboo, all knew that Zhuo Wen was more than a disaster.
"I can not be reconciled!"
Zhuowen roared, six long spears were placed across his chest, and the blue spear intent burst out, forming six spear intent domains to guard in front of him.
"It's useless! Now that you have suffered such a serious injury, how much strength can you display? The only thing waiting for you is death!"
The ancient moment came, and the right fist blasted out, turning into countless blood lights. Suddenly, the six spear intent fields in front of Zhuo Wen collapsed and turned into powder.
Pooh!
Zhuo Wen backed up again and again, with six long spears thrust into the ground, and barely stabilized his figure just now.
Whizzing!
The moment Zhuowen stabilized his figure, two figures came from the void and appeared on both sides of Zhuowen in an instant. Swords and swords flashed out, and two cold lights flashed, piercing into both sides of Zhuowen's abdomen in an instant.
The old man with sword and sword actually made a sneak attack at the moment Zhuo Wen stepped back, intending to kill Zhuo Wen.
Although Zhuo Wen practiced Nirvana on the Great Day, his physical body was unparalleled in the world, but the sword in the hands of the swordsmen was a weapon embodied in his own armor soul. It was extremely sharp and could naturally pierce Zhuo Wen's physical body.
Pooh!
Spitting out a mouthful of blood again, Zhuo Wen only felt pain all over his body, his mouth and nasal cavity had already been flooded with blood, and he felt extremely uncomfortable at this moment.
The abdomen pierced by the sword was even more painful. JrNovels.com
A knife and a sword came in an instant, and hit the spear. The sound of metal and iron clanging resounded, and countless sparks burst out.
The powerful force caused Zhuo Wen to snort, his tiger's mouth went numb for a while, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"Go away!"
Zhuo Wen yelled, and the golden glow shot out from his whole body, and the strength in his body suddenly increased a lot, directly blocking the two old men on the left and right.
Thumb up!
The pupils of the two old men narrowed slightly, only to feel a powerful force gushing out, and they involuntarily backed away repeatedly, retreating tens of meters away.
"Zhuowen! Don't forget, there is me!"
The moment Zhuowen burst out with strength and repelled the old swordsman was at the moment when he was weakest, and a sinister figure came from the front.
"not good!"
Hearing these words, Zhuo Wen's face changed greatly, and he raised his head, and he saw that the ancient man in blood armor had arrived within five meters of him at some point.
I saw the ancient five fingers clenched into a fist, countless bloody vines covered his right fist, and the surface of his fist was covered with hideous blood thorns.
"Blood Punch!"
Gu Gu punched out violently, with terrifying power, even a ring-shaped air wave appeared on the surface of the fist, which slammed into Zhuo Wen's chest.
Pooh!
A mouthful of blood was spit out suddenly, Zhuo Wen's body was bent like a shrimp, his pupils were slightly protruding, and then he fell downward like a falling star.
Boom!
Directly below the ground, a huge deep pit of several feet was smashed, and Zhuo Wen was in the deep pit, struggling to get up, and spit out a mouthful of blood again.
The rain is still falling, and the thunder that occasionally cuts through the void brings brief light to this dark rainy night.
Under the heavy rain, Zhuo Wen struggled to get up from the pit, looked up at the three Gao Lao three who were high above, panting, with drooping eyelids.
The continuous fighting had exhausted Zhuo Wen physically and mentally, but he held a breath in his heart, an extremely aggrieved breath. It was this breath that made Zhuo Wen stubborn not want to fall down.
"Huh? After receiving the full blow of the old man's blood fist, he can still stand up!"
The old man looked down in surprise, Zhuo Wen struggled and swayed, his eyes were quite surprised, but more of them were joking.
"Zhuowen, in your current state, what are you going to use to fight us! You are already at the end of your battle, let this old man give you a good ride!"
Gu Gu laughed loudly, stepped on the sole of his foot, swooped down like a big roc spreading its wings, clenched the five fingers of his right hand into a fist, and even used the Blood Punch again. This time, he wanted to completely eliminate Zhuo Wen.
"It's over! This Zhuo Wen is finished, under such circumstances, he is dead!"
Around the rainy night, the people watching in the dark hiding in the dark, looking at the swaying Zhuo Wen, and the Gu Gu who swooped down like a broken bamboo, all knew that Zhuo Wen was more than a disaster.
"I can not be reconciled!"
Zhuowen roared, six long spears were placed across his chest, and the blue spear intent burst out, forming six spear intent domains to guard in front of him.
"It's useless! Now that you have suffered such a serious injury, how much strength can you display? The only thing waiting for you is death!"
The ancient moment came, and the right fist blasted out, turning into countless blood lights. Suddenly, the six spear intent fields in front of Zhuo Wen collapsed and turned into powder.
Pooh!
Zhuo Wen backed up again and again, with six long spears thrust into the ground, and barely stabilized his figure just now.
Whizzing!
The moment Zhuowen stabilized his figure, two figures came from the void and appeared on both sides of Zhuowen in an instant. Swords and swords flashed out, and two cold lights flashed, piercing into both sides of Zhuowen's abdomen in an instant.
The old man with sword and sword actually made a sneak attack at the moment Zhuo Wen stepped back, intending to kill Zhuo Wen.
Although Zhuo Wen practiced Nirvana on the Great Day, his physical body was unparalleled in the world, but the sword in the hands of the swordsmen was a weapon embodied in his own armor soul. It was extremely sharp and could naturally pierce Zhuo Wen's physical body.
Pooh!
Spitting out a mouthful of blood again, Zhuo Wen only felt pain all over his body, his mouth and nasal cavity had already been flooded with blood, and he felt extremely uncomfortable at this moment.
The abdomen pierced by the sword was even more painful. JrNovels.com
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