Genius commoner

Chapter 183
Murderous astonishing!
In addition to being as mighty as a beast, the dragon's sharp skills are also ruthless, accurate, and fast. With such a thunderous blow, there is little room for others to fight back.

Long Xili really wanted to severely damage the ancient Buddha, so that he could show his face in front of thousands of people.

The ancient Buddha raised the red sword in his hand, blocked the knife from the opponent, then moved his footsteps, shrunk to an inch to close the distance, and punched the dragon's sharp heart, and then struck back, just as the ancient Buddha's fist was about to explode When it reached the chest, Long Xili retreated and squatted down with his huge body, narrowly avoiding the punch, and then took another half step back.

Before he could stand still, the ancient Buddha kicked over, sending the dragon's sharp and huge body flying out. Then the ancient Buddha turned over. The red sword turned, parrying the two sharp weapons that were coming, and then continued to bully it, flying into the air with one step, and kicking out repeatedly.

The tall and straight body of the ancient Buddha soared up into the air, kicking the dragon like a feather, and the last kick hit the dragon's sharp chin.

He has more or less seen the opponent's strategy, which is to use You Dou to consume his own strength, so he only uses Long Xili to break the game.

In the shock of the bodies of Long Potian and the three gang disciples, Long sharply spit out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't mind, he took advantage of this leg to step back four or five steps, and while buffering the tumbling blood, he also opened the distance, and then With a roar, he threw another punch at the ancient Buddha who was blocking his partner's sharp weapon. The ancient Buddha did not dodge, and swung his fist to meet him.

The joints of the dragon's sharp fist broke instantly, but he didn't let out a scream, because the red sword of the ancient Buddha had already scratched his neck, and a bloody arrow shot out from his throat.

The dragon stepped back sharply, and his whole body was covered in blood, which looked shocking.

The ancient Buddha also frowned, and his fingers trembled. Although the heavy punch just now had severely injured Long Xili, his knuckles and tiger's mouth also felt faint pain.

It can be seen that Long Xili is not a small character, but the ancient Buddha did not show it too much.

When Long Xili's throat swayed and his body showed unwillingness, the two attacking companions were startled slightly, as if they didn't expect Long Xili to die so quickly, and this gave Gu Dafo a gap to shoot. When Long Xili threw himself on the ground, Gu Da The Buddha waved the red sword again, and the two masters of the Three Gangs couldn't dodge it in time, they could only watch the sword flash by helplessly.

When they were in shock, they saw swords flying all over the sky, and the red sword chopped off their heads to the ground.

No one made a sound, no one moved and even stopped breathing completely. The nine masters looked at their dead companions and felt their fingertips were cold.

Cold toes too!Everyone felt cold sweat slowly running down their backs, as if there was a snake crawling on their backs, and even the cold wind couldn't blow it. It seemed that they didn't expect Long Xili and the others to be so vulnerable, let alone the ancient Buddha. This kind of tragic scene so close at hand made their expressions on the ring change drastically.

Xu Sanshao in the VIP seat frowned: "This guy is not weak in combat."

Song Sifei leaned back on the chair, and then smiled at Ye Kuangren: "Member Ye, these people can't do it, you should urge the third gang to lose some good hands."

Ye Kuangren still smiled brightly: "Okay."

He hooked his fingers to a confidant and whispered a few words.

Xu Sanshao secretly sighed: The Song family's signature is still easy to use, even Ye Kuangren should be afraid of it.

At the same time, he was thinking more about how to win the favor of Concubine Song Si.

"Long Gu, 130 seven, three gangs 94."

"Ancient Buddha!"

Standing still for more than ten seconds, another three masters rushed towards the ancient Buddha. The three bodies of the sword and stick joined hands. The face of the ancient Buddha did not change at all. At that time, the ancient Buddha rushed over, and the red sword drew two rays of light, and the wrists of the two three gang masters who couldn't dodge were lightened.

The hand waving the weapon quietly landed!

When the two screamed and retreated, the ancient Buddha swung his sword again, stabbing their throats with blood, and the two fell to the ground shaking. The ancient Buddha didn't care about their life and death. Avoiding the long knife stabbed by the third person, at the same time, the red sword swiped close to the opponent's long knife, cutting off the opponent's entire arm.

"Old Gu is quite awesome."

Mo Qixiong looked at the ancient giant Buddha who killed all directions and sighed: "You are indeed the number one general in the Tang Palace."

Mei Zishu nodded: "If it wasn't for the 13 years of fasting, I guess they are all masters now."

Ye Zixuan looked at the fierce battle scene, tilted his head slightly: "Go, go to the Longgu camp."

When Ye Zixuan took Tang Xueyi and three people to take off their coats and moved to the Longgu camp, the children of Xiongying didn't care about their arrival. They only focused on the fight on the ring. Time has changed a lot, Gu Dalong has killed twelve three gang masters, and the arena was once again stained red with blood.

It's just that the ancient Buddha was also covered in blood, and there were still a few clear cuts. Obviously, these four fierce battles also consumed a lot of his strength and suffered a lot of injuries.

However, he did not just stand back and rest, but held the red sword and looked down on the audience: "The 12 people in the three gangs are all dead, who else wants to fight against the ancient Buddha?"

Qinglong Zhentian's face was ugly, and he turned his head to several people around him: "Kill him!"

The six flashed their weapons and entered the ring.

At this time, one person walked up to Qinglong Zhentian and whispered in Qinglong Zhentian's ear, the latter narrowed his eyes slightly, then glanced at Song Sifei and nodded.

"You...why are you here?"

At this time, Ye Zixuan moved to Bai Qiuhua's side. The latter didn't take it seriously at first, then he was stunned, and then he asked in endless surprise, "What are you doing here?"

Bai Qiuhua found it hard to believe Ye Zixuan's appearance, and at the same time, he was moved and worried.

"Actually, we don't know what we're here for."

Ye Zixuan sighed: "But it's always coming." Then he didn't wait for Bai Qiuhua to ask any more questions, and quickly asked a question: "Don't you find someone to replace the Buddha?"

"We only have Master Long left to fight."

Bai Qiuhua coughed, and replied with a pale face: "The disciples who can be called masters have all gone up, and there are more than 30 people indiscriminately, more than half of them were killed or injured, and a little bit of fighting power was lost. There are still nearly 50 people on the other side who have not participated in the battle, one by one. They are all masters, and if a disciple like an eagle rushes up to kill them, it is no different from sending them to death."

"The Lord Buddha said that he and Lord Long are the last two people, there is no need to sacrifice lives for a little hope."

Ye Zixuan smiled wryly: "It seems that the ending is not very optimistic." While speaking, he leaned over to check Kong Xiaohan who was dying, hesitated to take out a pill from his bosom, and gave the latter to eat it with clean water. Then he stretched out his hands and massaged the other person's chest and abdomen. With his operation, the pain on Kong Xiaohan's face was much less.

He opened his slender eyes and cast a grateful look at Ye Zixuan: "Thank you."

"Need not."

Ye Zixuan patted his face: "Just don't bite me in the future."

Kong Xiaohan smiled sinisterly, and his eyes were warmer.

Bai Qiuhua shook Ye Zixuan's hand, expressed his gratitude and love to Ye Zixuan, and then sighed helplessly: "The ending itself doesn't have much hope, but Buddha doesn't want to leave tens of thousands of brothers behind, and doesn't want to disappoint their trust, so come here and work hard In the First World War, he hoped that God would bless him, and he also expected a miracle to appear, but the reality is always cruel."

"We tried our best to overestimate the strength of the three gangs, but we still underestimated."

Bai Qiuhua smiled wryly: "These old gangs with elders' associations are indeed better than Long's and Xiongying."

Ye Zixuan asked in a low voice: "What arrangements do you have?"

Bai Qiuhua squeezed out four words: "Sit and wait."

Ye Zixuan was silent, and Tang Xueyi and the others were also silent. The reality was cruel, but it was bloody in front of them.

At this time, another seven or eight people fell down in the arena. The ancient Buddha killed 20 people by himself. Under the red sword, but he will not feel too good, these are first-class masters, every impact and every fight will consume energy.

His energy is limited, but his enemies seem endless.

At this time, seeing a lot of brothers in the gang died, Qinglong Zhentian, who was as strong as an ox, charged up with two masters. The big Buddha flipped his palm, turned the red sword, and made a "ding" sound, facing the big knife that Qinglong slashed towards the sky, ready to kill the latter with all his internal injuries.

The swords intersected, and there was a loud noise, and then the two stepped back, with a trace of blood dripping from the corners of their mouths.

Two masters of the Azure Dragon Gang immediately besieged him, and the two machetes slashed down at the same time.

The ancient Buddha roared, and the red sword drew an arc around his body.

"Pop!"

Two members of the Qinglong Gang were splashed with blood and flew out on the spot. The scars on their chests were almost an inch deep. The way they vomited blood every step of the way clearly suffered serious internal injuries.

And the corner of the ancient Buddha's mouth also had a smear of blood, as if he was also injured in the confrontation

At this time, Qinglong Zhentian bullied himself up, and a knife fell, and the ancient Buddha raised his sword to block it, and the swords intersected, and there was a stalemate.

Qinglong Zhentian sneered, and punched out, the ancient Buddha didn't dodge, and went head-to-head.

As the two fists met, there was a sharp explosion in the air.

Under the shocked eyes of everyone, Qinglong Zhentian flew back in the air, his arm was twisted, and it was clearly dislocated or broken by the fierce palm of the ancient Buddha.

And the palm of the ancient Buddha's hand became bloody and bloody, and that resolute and strong face showed a look of pain and struggle at this time.

There is a layer of iron sand on the back of Qinglong Zhentian's hand.

"Ancient!"

Seeing this, Long Aotian's face changed, and he rushed up quickly. At the same time, the eight eagle disciples also followed up, resisting in front of the ancient Buddha.

With a sweep of Qinglong Zhentian's long sword, the bodies of the eight eagle disciples shook, and they retreated with a muffled grunt, blood staining the sky.

Concubine Song Si smiled like a flower, and clapped her hands lightly, very happy.

(End of this chapter)