God Killer

() Ordinary immortal cultivators actually rely heavily on Taoism and supernatural powers, so in this kind of fight between fists and fists or even cold weapons, Bao Zhun was beaten up when he couldn't cast spells.Some of them can't even beat the punks on the street.

But Zheng Xian is different. He has been struggling to survive since he was a child, and the living environment is extremely harsh. Although he has never practiced martial arts, fighting is commonplace. The god warrior earns bloody money, and without a good body, he might be thrown down at any time!

It was not a problem for Zheng Xian, who had just entered the Sixth Division of Business, to beat Wujiu once. After two years, he was abused twice by Nightingale. Ten days and ten nights of uninterrupted sparring made Zheng Xian smash his fighting methods into his bones and blood, and coupled with the tyrannical physique of an immortal cultivator, Zheng Xian at this time would not be able to fight fifty of them alone. question!

The ten bodyguards were all lying on the ground without saying a word.

This scene made the grandchildren's blood boil. It turns out that there really is such a battle in the world that can be compared to movie stunts.

The bodyguards brought by Zhou Jiaojiao were all lying on the ground at this time, and Zhou Jiaojiao was the only one left. Zhou Jiaojiao was about to stop Zheng Xian with a step, when a gentle voice came from behind Zhou Jiaojiao.

"Jiaojiao, this person has bullied our Zhou family. It's not time for you to do it yet. Uncle will help you out for the first time!"

Zhou Jiaojiao turned her head to look, and saw Zhou Fang, a good old man, sitting in a wheelchair and said with a cold face.

Zhou Jiaojiao hesitated a little, but did not refuse.

Zhou Jiaojiao is not stupid. On the contrary, she is very smart. After seeing Zheng Xian make two shots, she knew that she couldn't beat Zheng Xian. At this time, she played in person, and the result was self-evident. If Zhou Jiaojiao was slapped on the face by this damned guy who killed a thousand knives, Zhou Jiaojiao would have to hang herself to wash away this humiliation!

By this time, Zhou Jiaojiao is no longer alone in this humiliation, the entire Zhou family will be ashamed!

Seeing that Zhou Jiaojiao didn't speak, Zhou Fang swayed his seemingly weak wrist.

Then one person walked out.

This man is slender, very different from those guys who are extremely strong but like stupid cows, but Zheng Xian felt a kind of vigilance when he saw this man, this is a real master, and he has killed many people .No need for any proof, Zheng first looked into his eyes and knew.

In peaceful times, those who can kill many people are definitely the guys who live in the darkest corners of the world. Zheng Xian used to be one of them, and this slender guy, Zheng Xian can smell harmony in him. I have the same taste.

It is the taste of lack of sunshine, the taste of living in the abyss and unable to extricate yourself.

This slender man is about 1.8 meters tall, but he seems to be close to [-] meters tall, because his body is too slender, especially his legs are like grasshoppers.

Under normal circumstances, such a tall and thin guy should be the easiest to deal with, but under unusual circumstances, it is definitely the most difficult to deal with!

An over-thin figure is destined to reduce the area to be hit too much, and increase the chance of dodging a lot. Similarly, long hands and long legs can control the enemy at a distance where they cannot hurt themselves, but they can hurt the opponent.

The slender man took off the black top hat he was wearing on top of his head, revealing a bright head, with a blue animal character tattooed in the middle of his forehead, his eyes are really like a beast, he seems to be a little dazed when he looks at everything, It's the kind of focused daze that sees you and concentrates all of its attention on you, so that the eyelids don't even blink. It seems to be a beast that chooses and devours people.

The expressions of the eldest grandsons of the Twelve Pillars all changed. They all knew this guy, called Mad Dog, and a man whose reputation was so great that the eldest grandsons of the Twelve Pillars all knew about it, and kept in mind that this person definitely had uniqueness.

There are not many people who have actually seen a mad dog, but Zheng Xian is probably the only one who has heard the name of this mad dog.

The Qin family where Qin Chuan belongs to and the Dong family where Dong Tianhua belongs are both martial arts families. Among the twelve pillars, the three major martial arts families know each other the most, and there are many situations where they compete with each other.

As a family of martial arts, the ancestors of these three families have intersected, and even three or four hundred years ago, they all have friendship. Maybe they drink at the same table, piaoji in the same kiln, or they may be enemies of life and death.

The other grandchildren of the Twelve Pillars may only know that this guy who has no name and is called a mad dog is quite crazy and can do anything, but Qin Chuan and Dong Tianhua know that this mad dog's martial arts cultivation has entered the state of transformation, and in ancient times there was a man who picked grass. It can be said that it can kill people. Of course, this mad dog can't kill people with grass leaves, but it's not much worse.

With the mad dog gone, the fight would not be fair at all.

Qin Chuan and Dong Tianhua looked at each other, and they could see the boredom in each other's eyes. In their hearts, Zheng Xian was already dead. If this mad dog made a move, the battle would definitely be resolved within three moves. Today's many joys are obviously coming soon. That's it.

The slender Mad Dog took out a square-folded snow-white handkerchief from his pocket.

Lay it on the ground evenly and meticulously, and then put the top hat in your hand on it.

Then he squatted on the ground and began to untie the shoelaces. He untied the shoelaces of the two pairs of shoes slowly, and took off the shiny leather shoes, revealing a pair of bare feet. He didn't wear socks, and his feet were bare.

By the way, Mad Dog flicked the dust on the top hat with his slender fingertips, and then put the leather shoes beside the hat.

Then Mad Dog stood up and looked at Zheng Xian, staring at Zheng Xian intently with some blank eyes, like a wolf seeing food.

"If I die, this will be my tombstone. You should make one for yourself." Saying this means a life-and-death duel. Putting each other's tombstones is equivalent to signing a life-and-death contract.

This is the rule of the older generation, and now the newcomers don't pay attention to it.will be laughed at.

Zheng Xian squinted his eyes and said: "There is no need, I will definitely not die!"

Mad Dog let out a groan, but still said: "Let's put one up, it's a respect for me, you respect others, and others will respect you, right?"

The mad dog speaks methodically, and it doesn't look like a name like mad dog at all.

Zheng Xian bent down and put the colonial armor on the ground behind him.

Zheng Xian was halfway up, when a sudden gust of wind exploded, and a long and thin thigh, like a whip, lashed towards him, making a bang like the air would burst.

The gust of wind instantly made Zheng Xian's clothes rattle.

Zheng Xian snapped his arms.

With a bang, Zheng Xian's sleeves and Mad Dog's trouser legs exploded like butterflies all over the sky.

Zheng Xian's feet flew directly to the ground for more than ten meters, leaving two deep scratches on the ground with his feet, turning up the soil like a plow.

"Sneak attack? You're too careless! This guy is really a lunatic!" Boos came from all around.

The grandsons of the Twelve Pillars feel that since they are on the stage, they should compete in an open and honest manner. Of course, they can use all their means in the audience, and they can even poison and take laxatives when they are in the audience. On the stage, there must be brilliance on the stage. If the stage is the same, there will be no proper manners!

But Zheng Xian didn't think so. Both he and Mad Dog came out of the darkest corners of the world, so in their eyes, there was no difference between on stage and off stage in this world. When thinking about how to live better, what they think about most is how to survive. The world on stage will always belong to the existence of the eldest grandson of the Twelve Pillars.

How can a guy who struggles to survive every day have so many decency and spiritual demands?

Therefore, Zheng Xian didn't think there was anything disgraceful about this mad dog's sneak attack. The two sides faced each other head-on, and if you were killed, it meant you failed, that's all!

Zheng Xian had already made preparations, waiting for him to sneak attack, Zheng Xian could completely avoid this kick, but Zheng Xian chose to try this kick to see how strong this guy is.

The result of the experiment was astonishing. The strength of the opponent's kick was astonishing, and it could burst out nearly a thousand vitality points in an instant.

What is this concept?It is no longer far beyond the limit of the human body. This kind of power can already kick to death a cultivator who is in the realm of stepping on the sea.

This is the real Martial Dao, not only Wu Dao, but also has the word Dao behind it.

Such a guy still wants to sneak attack, which shows how obsessed this guy is with victory, and how cautious he is at the same time.

In ancient times, there were people who entered Taoism through martial arts. They entered Taoism through killing and cutting, which is completely different from the mainstream of cultivating immortals and seeking longevity.

The peak that Wuxiu can finally reach is fractal!Therefore, in the world of cultivating immortals, it is generally recognized that entering the Tao through martial arts is a dead end on the branch of the Dao.

Wuxiu is rare, and it is a dead end, but Wuxiu's power should not be underestimated.

Under normal circumstances, a martial artist at the level of stepping on the sea can kill an ordinary immortal cultivator in the fractal realm.

Stepping on the sea to kill fractals, and fractals to kill condensed pills are what Wuxiu is best at.

Zheng Xian didn't know what level of martial arts this mad dog was in, but if this guy could kill a cultivator in the fractal level, he might be a little short, but it shouldn't be far behind.

The mad dog showed a surprised expression. Even if Zheng Xian blocked his kick, his arm should be kicked off, but it seemed that Zheng Xian's arm didn't seem to be a big problem.

Zheng Xian looked at this mad dog up and down. The vitality force on this guy hovered around 230 when it was not moving.

Ordinary people have instant explosive power, which can far exceed the limit of the body's endurance. The explosive power of this mad dog is so amazing, it should be some kind of skill in martial arts.

The mad dog opened its mouth at this time, and inside it was a pat of fine yellow teeth, including two canine teeth, which were quite sharp. Coupled with his thin body and bald head, his round eyes were extremely focused, like beasts , just like a skinned dog.

"It's been a long time since I met an equal opponent. Obviously I should respect you more." Mad Dog said.

Then the mad dog twitched its nose vigorously, and then said: "I smell it, you have the same smell as me, tsk tsk, really stinks, really stinks, it smells like feces all over you in that cesspit in hell."