The strongest starting system

Chapter 952: One Enemy Three
The old man raised his head to the sky and spat out the air bubbles in his mouth, which rose against the wind and directly lifted a large area of ​​trees, which smashed fiercely with Zhao Wushuang's fiery fist.

The fire was extinguished by the strong wind from the bubbles, but Zhao Wushuang didn't stop attacking, his foot turned into a spear, the afterimage flashed, and he slashed towards the old man's head.

The old man's reaction was also extremely quick, but he still suffered a disadvantage, because it was not Zhao Wushuang's body, but a clone!

The real Zhao Wushuang appeared behind the old man, his fists opened and closed, turned into eagle claws, and grabbed the back of the old man's neck directly.

The old man's hands were limp and boneless, and he grabbed back directly, but this time it was in vain.

Because Zhao Wushuang jumped away again.

"Three, two, one..."

Bang!
A loud noise resounded, and a big bloody hole exploded in the old man's back, blood gushed out, and a part of the spine supporting the whole body was also blown off.

"Goodbye."

Without further ado, Zhao Wushuang summoned Fang Tian's painting halberd, and stabbed it directly into the old man's wound.

The old man fell limply and died on the spot.

"Are the people you sent out so powerful?"

Zhao Wushuang put on anti-radiation sunglasses and looked at the black coffin.

The person in the black coffin did not answer, and it was not long before a sneer came out.

"Don't worry, the remaining two will tear you to shreds, and you will not escape today."

"Okay, then I'll wait."

Zhao Wushuang smiled contemptuously, then turned to look at Ling Qingjue.

Ling Qingjue was in an inextricable fight with that tall woman, and no one could gain the upper hand for a while.

"Then let you try... the taste of despair."

Zhao Wushuang didn't care about the remaining two people, but just sat down.

One of the two was wearing white clothes with long hair, and the other was a man with the appearance of a Taoist priest.

Only then did Zhao Wushuang conduct a mental investigation on the old man, and found that his soul was dead, and there was no room for recovery, so he killed him.

The same is probably true for these two people, so if they have no self-awareness, they are no different from enemies and must be completely eradicated.

When the two men ran halfway, an invisible hand stretched out and uprooted a mountain, and the rumbling sound rang in the ears.

When the green-robed Taoist priest realized something was wrong and looked back, the sky above them had become pitch black, because the mountain was directly pressed down.

Zhao Wushuang activated the Law of Strength and temporarily suppressed the two of them under the mountain.

It's just that this is not enough, because the huge mountain has already trembled, and it won't take long for them to break free.

"The law of devouring."

Zhao Wushuang thought silently, in the void on both sides of the mountain, two black holes slowly appeared.

Those two black holes exuded soul-stirring power, and some broken stones on the top of the mountain were sucked in and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Bang!
The two smashed the top of the mountain, and just about to escape in the air, they found that two black hole vortexes were shrouded again above their heads.

"The law of killing, now!"

Zhao Wushuang stared fixedly at the two black hole vortexes, and the power of killing rolled out from them, like a torrential river, the bloody frenzy spread across the entire land in an instant, engulfing the two of them.

There was a fierce murderous intent in the bloody frenzy, and the blood knives were condensed into shapes, and they cut across the two of them.

Zhao Wushuang urged the power of the two laws in one breath, took advantage of the victory and pursued them, when they were trapped by the killing power and couldn't move, Zhao Wushuang slowly pressed down his palm, even though the tiger's mouth burst and blood flowed, his eyes were still fierce spicy.

Today he is going to be ruthless!
Now they are at a disadvantage. If they don't strike first, they may be led by the nose.

In the black coffin floating in mid-air, there was a pair of eyes staring at the battlefield all the time. When seeing the two puppets trapped by Zhao Wushuang, the man in the black coffin let out a cold laugh.

"Young man, do you really think that things are really simple? Or, do you really think that I can't see that you are the successor of that bastard Ao Ding?"

"Today is your death day."

……

Zhao Wushuang put all his attention on the front. If he wanted to use the power of two laws at the same time, he had to break through his own limit.

It's almost there, it's almost there.

The two were still struggling desperately, but the black hole vortex had sucked them up.

But what no one noticed was that a shadow flashed past in the jungle not far away.

And the direction where the shadow disappeared was exactly where Zhao Wushuang was.

Sparks fly and radiance shines.

Ling Qingjue's whole body was covered with sacred golden energy, forming an extremely strong defense.

Even if the opponent's offensive was as fierce as a tide, it didn't hurt Ling Qingjue's root, at most he suffered a little skin trauma.

After the battle, Ling Qingjue kept watching Zhao Wushuang's situation from the corner of his eye. Ling Qingjue was a little surprised when he saw Zhao Wushuang killed an enemy with lightning speed.

But now, Zhao Wushuang seemed to be using some powerful secret method to annihilate two enemies in one fell swoop, and he must not let others disturb him!

Thinking of this, Ling Qingjue once again strengthened the mobilization of Yuanli. She reached out to grab the starlight in the sky, turned it into a long sword, trembled like a spirit snake, and hit Huanglong directly.

The tall woman shook her arm, and the big knife in her hand flew out along with the chain.

Ling Qingjue also unleashed his own sword move, and the crisp sound of gold and iron colliding cut off the surrounding weeds, and the trees in the distance even collapsed.

When he turned around, Ling Qingjue saw a shadow approaching behind Zhao Wushuang infinitely.

"careful!"

Ling Qingjue only had time to shout.

The black shadow was almost blurred, and it came behind Zhao Wushuang in the blink of an eye, and she raised the sharp weapon in her hand.

All Zhao Wushuang's energy was focused on the front, and he didn't even notice the person coming from behind. In a split second, he moved his body almost instinctively, and only felt a heart-rending pain from his right back.

Looking down, a knife had already pierced his chest.

Blood trickled out, shocking.

Zhao Wushuang reacted in an instant. He stretched out a hand, and the flames on his fist blasted directly to the rear.

That person didn't want to fight after he succeeded in one blow, he just jumped back to the rear.

Zhao Wushuang endured the severe pain and closed his palms, and the confluence of the two powers of laws reached its peak, directly engulfing the two puppets below.

So far, Zhao Wushuang has completed the final blow.

On the battlefield in the distance, Ling Qingjue saw Zhao Wushuang's body being pierced by the attacker, and could no longer hold back the anger in his heart, and ran towards this side at full speed.

Her heart seemed to be burning, burning with pain.

(End of this chapter)