The strongest starting system

Chapter 1131 King Kong
King Kong is one of the three generals under Hellboy at any rate, and he has experienced many storms over the years.

It was completely unexpected for him that three masters at the protection level joined forces to intercept.

From this, it can be seen how much the Soul Eater School and the Ghost King School hated Zhao Wushuang. Even the Demon Dragon School, which has always been aloof, intervened in this matter, and it must have been really angry.

"King Kong, I think you are also an old man from the Wuji Sect, so I won't argue with you too much today, you leave him behind, and get out of here quickly." Yaohua Langjun said bluntly.

He also had the confidence to say these words, the three masters all played out, and King Kong had no chance of winning.

"Hmph." King Kong glanced at them coldly, and then grinned, "Young Master Yaohua, the last time we fought was five years ago, right? At that time, no matter how you bloomed your Yaohua, it couldn't break my defense. Did you forget about this?"

The scars of the past were exposed by the Yaohua Langjun, and his handsome face was instantly pulled down.

"It seems that you still don't know your situation. If that's the case, then I'll teach you what it means to retreat in spite of difficulties."

Yaohua Langjun's words did not fall, leaving only a gust of fragrant wind on the spot, his speed was as fast as lightning, and he crossed two pits in the blink of an eye, the red flower between his fingers turned over, the sharp thorns were convex, making people People are caught off guard.

King Kong's reaction ability is not covered, a faint khaki-yellow light gushes out from the surface of the body, covering the skin of the whole body.

Ding.

The foundation of the safflower hit the khaki mask, and there was a crisp sound of gold and iron joining.

The frightening fluctuations of Yuan Force spread wildly around the two of them, cutting down the trees within a hundred meters around them, creating an extra flat land out of thin air in a short period of time.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the people from Wuji Gate immediately formed a defensive formation to barely stop the aftermath of the battle.

"You can't break my indestructible divine body. Instead of doing these useless efforts, you should think about how to increase your attack power." King Kong clasped his hands together, and the strength from his waist suddenly sank and was transmitted to his legs.

The ground under his feet suddenly cracked two deep pits, and if the fighters lost their minds, they would fall into them.

Lord Yaohualang had been prepared for a long time, and retreated after failing to succeed in one blow.

The battles between high-level saints often require a long fight before the winner can be determined, or it can be said that it is impossible to distinguish the winner after a day and a night.

After all, everyone's Yuanli cultivation is top-notch, and it's not surprising that the consumption of each move is just a drop in the bucket for them.

Those who really beat their opponents can often seize the moment when the opponent is slack and launch a fatal blow.

The demon flower lord was dressed in red, he wiped his chin with his palm, put the blood-red demon flower in his mouth, and looked at King Kong with a half-smile:

"Big man, our target is not you."

Only then did King Kong come to his senses, he only cared about competing with the Yaohua Langjun.

Looking back, several disciples of Wuji Sect were already lying in a pool of blood, and they didn't even have time to scream.

Yan Luo was leaning on crutches, and at some point he came to the rear of the team. As long as he picked up the crutches, a person burst into a bloody mist.

Yan Luo nodded while shaking his head and sighing: "I can't walk anymore with my old bones. I can only do things that require no effort. After all, the world still belongs to you young people."

other people:"……"

In the opposite direction, two Wujimen disciples noticed a strange sound behind them, and turned their heads quickly, just in time to meet a pair of clear and clear eyes.

"Amitabha, two benefactors, the poor monk sees that your eyes are cloudy and there is no bright color at all. You must have committed a lot of sins. How about letting the poor monk convert you and wash away the filth from your body?"

The kind-hearted monk held a string of worn-out rosary beads in his hand, and persuaded him in a compassionate tone.

A disciple of Wuji Sect was young and vigorous, and when he saw the kind-hearted monk's pretending to be struck by lightning, he was so angry that his teeth itch.

Where did the wild monk come from?Can't find death!
"Cross your old mother!" The disciple picked up the knife in his hand and slashed at it.

The other person was terrified, and stood there stupidly, not daring to move.

Clang.

The big knife was stuck in mid-air, and the kind-hearted monk put two fingers together and clamped the blade lightly. No matter how hard the disciple tried, he couldn't push the knife down an inch.

"He's murderous at such a young age, it's time to cross over."

The kind monk let go of his fingers, and flicked his fingers just as the blade was about to cut through his palm.

The sound of clicking came from the inside of the knife, and in the blink of an eye, the big knife shattered into countless pieces, as if an invisible force pushed the pieces of the knife, turned around, and pierced the disciple's body fiercely.

When the people next to him turned their heads to look, the disciple had already been tied into a sieve.

Standing in the crowd, Zhao Kuangtian tried to calm himself down when he saw such a scene. He knew that staying here would be a dead end and would drag them down, so he might as well give it a go and maybe have a chance.

Zhao Kuangtian gritted his teeth, like an agile cheetah, taking advantage of the chaos of the team and plunged into the grass.

Just as he was about to escape along the lush vegetation, words of wisdom followed behind him.

"Amitabha, this benefactor, the poor monk sees that your seal is black and your eyes are bloodshot, there must be disaster."

Zhao Kuangtian ignored the kind-hearted monk behind him and continued to push forward.

Not long ago, he practiced according to the method taught by his son, successfully broke through the second level realm, stepped into the third level, and his strength increased greatly.

But in the face of absolute strength suppression, the triple sky is not enough.

Zhao Kuangtian circled behind a big tree, and there was a wide open space through the forest, which was enough to break through at full speed.

He had just arrived near the big tree, and out of the corner of his eye, there was an old man who was about to grow old standing under the tree.

Yama!When did he come here?
"I'm an old bone. I really can't do it anymore. I can't keep up with the pace of you young people."

Zhao Kuangtian was almost annoyed by what these two people said, like the voice of a demon lingered in his ears.

Yan Luochu didn't move. Seeing Zhao Kuangtian running farther and farther, he stretched out his crutches and tapped lightly through the void.

Bang!
Zhao Kuangtian, who was running at high speed, bumped into a hard object, and his lifting speed was suppressed again.

Stretching in front of him were two thick giant trees, which were tightly joined together. He wanted to go around the giant trees, but when he moved, the giant trees also moved.

Bang bang bang!
Zhao Kuangtian looked back and felt despair.

Because the road behind was also blocked by giant trees.

He was trapped in the encirclement of giant trees, no matter where he went, he couldn't escape the encirclement.

"Young man, don't worry, you still have a long way to go, but, compared with your ghostly son, you don't need to walk so much, so I suggest you just walk with one foot. "

The old man did not know when he came to the top of a giant tree, stepped on a thick branch, raised his crutch again, and pointed it at Zhao Kuangtian's right leg.

(End of this chapter)