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Chapter 318 The decisive battle against the one-handed Buddha

Chapter 318 The decisive battle against the one-handed Buddha ([-])

Seeing, Su Zhuo stood up again and again, and was bombarded again and again to fly out.

Seeing that the other party has become an extremely miserable blood man.

Many people immediately came to a conclusion.

In today's battle, Su Zhenren is doomed.

However, even so, few people sneered anymore.

Because, even if Su Zhuo was defeated, the fighting power he displayed far exceeded everyone's imagination.

In particular, the opponent had already suffered dozens of heavy blows, and the whole person turned into a blood man, but he still did not fall down.

Everyone asks themselves, they can't do it at all.

Everyone in the Yanhuang tribe was full of concern on their faces, but their hearts were full of coldness.

They didn't know why Su Zhuo hadn't fought back, but what they knew was that even if the other party wanted to fight back, they didn't have the strength and chance to fight back.

Although the other party can still stand up from the ground, his body must have been severely injured, and he may not even have suffered internal injuries.

"Su Zhenren, next year today is the day of your death. When you reincarnate as a human being in your next life, remember not to be so sharp."

Although the one-handed Buddha was also shocked by Su Zhuo's tenacity of vitality, he survived so many blows from him, but what he was sure of was that the other party's aura was slowly weakening.

Therefore, it is only a matter of time before the opponent falls.

"Old thief, if this is the case, tell yourself."

Su Zhuo stood up unsteadily again, and said.

"Go to hell!!!"

The one-handed Buddha was completely enraged, and he jumped up from the ground, appearing beside Su Zhuo.

bang bang bang...

His tyrannical attack landed directly on Su Zhuo's chest.

Moreover, what he used was not a purely physical attack, it was still the Buddha's fighting technique.

Every attack will produce powerful fluctuations, like a stormy sea, rippling away towards the surroundings.

Even, the whole space became turbulent with this incomparably powerful fluctuation, like a shocking tsunami in the sea.

The people around had already retreated several hundred meters away, and they supported each other to stand still.

The people of the Yanhuang Tribe were ashamed.

Not only because of Su Zhuo's defeat, but also because of the extremely powerful power of the one-handed Buddha.

Although some secrets about the Fist of Fury Sect involve a relatively high level, many people in the Yanhuang Tribe also know that the One-Handed Buddha is a traitor.

Moreover, one of the missions of the Yanhuang Tribe is to find an opportunity to get rid of this traitor.

Right now, it seems that they have no chance at all, nor any strength.

The opponent is too strong, so strong that they can only look up.

Unless, China's military god Piff can make a move, but Piff was severely injured in a battle more than ten years ago, and he has not recovered until now.

The only hope, Su Zhuo, will die here today.

Finally, Su Zhuo fell to the ground hard again.

Finally, this time Su Zhuo did not stand up as usual.

After enduring countless close-up attacks from the one-handed Buddha, Su Zhuo's whole body was torn apart, and even the breath of life had become indistinct.

The One-Handed Buddha laughed loudly: "Su Zhenren, Su Zhantian, I thought you were weird. It turns out that you are looking for death."

With that said, he walked towards Su Zhuo, ready to see him off.

Tian Chen, a disciple of the One-Handed Buddha saw this scene, his face was filled with ecstasy, his cold eyes were full of ridicule, and he couldn't help but roared in his heart: "Bastard, this is the price, this is the price. You hurt my price!!"

"stop!!"

At this moment, a person stopped in front of Su Zhuo.

It was Murong Feixue.

"You have already won, there is no need to fight again!!"

Murong Feixue helped Su Zhuo who was covered in blood from the ground, stared at the one-handed Buddha without any fear and said.

The One-Handed Buddha laughed loudly: "No more fights? Today is a battle of life and death. What's more, Su Zhantian insulted me first. If I don't kill him today, I will make people laugh at me."

"One-handed Buddha, Master Su is a member of the Yanhuang Tribe. How can you say that the Yanhuang Tribe is also your hometown. Let's stop here for today's business."

At this time, Feng Guozhong stood up.

Everyone in the Yanhuang Tribe clenched their fists tightly, they could not wait to rush up and fight the one-handed Buddha with all their might.

However, so what if he rushed up, it was just crushed cannon fodder.

One-handed Buddha glanced at Feng Guozhong, then shook his head, and said with a contemptuous smile: "General Feng, are you ordering me, or are you discussing with me?"

Feng Guozhong frowned, and then said sternly: "I'm discussing with you, but you have to understand it as an order, it's okay. If you don't want to give up, the Yanhuang tribe can only fight with you today."

Hearing Feng Guozhong's words, the spirits of the people of the Yanhuang Tribe lifted.

Immediately, dozens of people immediately surrounded the one-handed Buddha.

Although, they knew very well that even if they rushed up, it was impossible for them to be the opponent of the one-handed Buddha.

But if they let them just watch Su Zhuo go to die like this, then this will be the regret of their life.

Therefore, they would rather fight to the death once.

Besides, the one-handed Buddha probably doesn't want to show his cards right now, so even if the opponent can easily defeat the Yanhuang Tribe, they should have some concerns.

"You can't stop me!!"

The one-handed Buddha shook his head in disdain, and then his body disappeared in place.

Without waiting for dozens of people to make a move, the one-handed Buddha rushed in front of Su Zhuo.

Murong Feixue hugged Su Zhuo tightly, and said through gritted teeth: "If you want to kill him, kill me first!!"

At this time, Murong Feixue was still holding a glimmer of hope in her heart. She was a member of the Yanhuang Tribe, and the One-Handed Buddha would definitely throw a slap in the face.

Of course, she was taking a risk by doing so.

However, the current situation does not allow her to think at all.

"Since you want to die, I will fulfill you!!"

The One-handed Buddha snorted coldly, and slowly raised his palm, about to pat Murong Feixue's body.

He doesn't intend to fight against the Yanhuang Tribe, but that doesn't mean he doesn't dare to kill Murong Feixue in front of him.

There are too many interests involved between him and Huaxia, just because of Murong Feixue, Huaxia will not take action against him.

Because he still holds some secrets, if he dies, Huaxia may never get these secrets.

However, just when he was about to deal with Murong Feixue first, and then deal with Su Zhuo, Su Zhuo said to Murong Feixue with some amusement: "Hey, silly girl, don't cry."

Who knew, Su Zhuo's words seemed to ignite a powder keg.

So much so that Murong Feixue was furious: "Bastard, if you didn't insist on showing off, would I cry?"

The One-Handed Buddha laughed loudly: "Su Zhenren, Su Zhenren, you have a lot of good fortune, that's okay, I will kill this girl today, so that you can be companions on the road to Huangquan."

However, at this moment, Su Zhuo didn't seem to have heard the other party's words at all, but continued to "flirt" with Murong Feixue: "Don't cry, silly girl, if I die, you won't be popular anymore."

Who knows, when Murong Feixuetian heard this, she cried even harder: "Su Zhuo, I don't want you to die, I, I like you..."

The expression on Su Zhuo's face suddenly froze, what's going on? !
(End of this chapter)

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