Extreme martial arts

Chapter 157
The smoke and dust on the ground had not completely dissipated, and the huge handprints were extremely conspicuous. When everyone saw the big blue gun and the minced meat in the handprints on the ground, their expressions changed dramatically, and they looked at Qin Ming in the air in horror.

I saw that Qin Ming was wrapped in black energy, and the pair of purple wings behind him and the black background gave him a bit of evil charm, and the blood color emitted by the Qingfeng sword made him have a killing and bloody aura, just like a A man from hell.

"Good job!" Trying to say out with joy, Qin Ming's appearance, like rushing to the world, beheaded the arrogant young man with thunderous means, and gave the people of the pseudo-ancient clan even greater shock. From now on, the following pseudo- It can be seen that the ancient people have stopped attacking.

"Brother Ming is out, Brother Ming is out, brothers, kill." Standing on the wall of the village, the monkey shouted loudly with an excited look on his face.

"Kill, kill, kill..." Encouraged by the Houtu tribe on the west wall of the village, they roared like tigers, and the sound wave swept all directions.

Below, tens of thousands of people from the Pseudo-Ancient Clan were densely packed in the face of the oncoming shouts of killing, and their hearts trembled. However, relying on the superiority of their numbers, these people quickly calmed down, raised their weapons, and prepared to launch the first attack. secondary attack.

However, the small fire in the sky didn't give them a second chance to start it, and gave them a heavy blow when they were trembling.

boom!
A sea of ​​flames fell from the sky and instantly burned the ground to blackness. Hundreds of people from the Pseudo-Ancient Clan who had no time to escape were wrapped in the flames, screaming miserably, falling to the ground and rolling, but they were unable to extinguish the flames.

Ow!

A dragon's roar almost shattered people's eardrums. When everyone looked up, a black shadow was swept up into the sky by a small fire, and then fell heavily. It was the Scorpion King!
The scorpion king can dominate the ground and the ground, but he can't use it when he is swept up into the sky by a small fire. The long scorpion tail has already been burned into bare coke by the small fire, and there are many damages on the shell of the metal armor. Facing the fifth-order monster Xiaohuo, the Scorpion King is no match for Xiaohuo even if he is a king, and Xiaohuo is a real dragon.

Throwing it from a height of several thousand meters, this was Xiaohuo's final blow to the Scorpion King, a fatal blow.

Moreover, when Xiaohuo threw the Scorpion King down, he also threw the Scorpion King into the crowd of pseudo-ancient tribes below, like a hill, falling down.

rumbling...

The ground suddenly jumped up, and the densely packed crowd of pseudo-ancient tribes bloomed like lotus flowers. One person was thrown into the sky, blood plasma flew wildly, and in an instant, at least thousands of people were killed and injured by the Scorpion King.

The Scorpion King slammed on the ground hard, leaving a huge hole in the ground. The metal carapace had been broken countless times. Green blood rolled out from the wound, carrying a strong toxin. Where the blood flowed, The ground was scorched.

"Run, run." The Pseudo-Gu people were shocked by the strength of Qin Ming and Xiaohuo successively. At this moment, their beliefs have been shaken, and the fear of death is like a tide sweeping through their bodies, and they only have the idea of ​​​​running away.

One stone stirred up waves, and when the first person threw down his weapon and fled, the people around him also began to flee in fear. Fear would spread, and soon, the entire western puppet ancient tribe fell into a panic. In this situation, everyone is running away in panic, even if there are a few people who want to organize people to launch an attack, they are trampled to death by the fleeing kinsmen the moment the voice just shouted out.

Qin Ming sneered at the corner of his mouth. He succeeded in breaking through this time. The strength of his physical body has increased dramatically after three rounds of kung fu. At the same time, the realm of Yuanli has also successfully become a mid-stage martial artist. With two or two blessings, his strength has already exceeded 40 jin. It is almost the limit that a great martial artist can achieve. If he completely stabilizes the two realms, his strength can reach 50 jin, which is equivalent to the physical strength of a martial king!

Now the twenty strong men of the Pseudo-Ancient Clan, Emperor Wu, are all besieging Wutu and Kuishan. Among the Pseudo-Ancient Clan, the number of strong men has been greatly reduced. With his strength, he is able to run amok among thousands of troops without being defeated. People can stop.

"Come out, it's time for us to fight side by side." Qin Ming turned around and said to Litu, grasped Litu with both hands, and released a powerful force to rescue Litu from the solid wall.

Then he made a move with his right hand to the big blue gun in the handprint below, and the black Yuanli rolled up the big blue gun and sent it to Litu: "Your stone spear is destroyed, use this big blue gun as a weapon in the future , can also be regarded as a gift from your brother."

He tried his best to get the big blue gun, but he felt a coolness in his hand. He touched the big gun lightly, and saw the blue light flickering on it, as if there was a spirituality. He said happily, "From now on, you will be called Qinglong gun, and you will kill the enemy with me everywhere."

Qin Ming's eyes flickered. The Azure Dragon Spear gave him an extraordinary feeling. The arrogant young man's strength was not outstanding, but he was able to unleash a terrifying blow like a green light. It was very likely that he was released by the Azure Dragon Spear. , now that the Azure Dragon Spear is in Litu's hands, it can make Litu's strength skyrocket!
Looking at the fleeing crowd below in a blink of an eye, Qin Ming's eyes gradually became colder, and the blood-colored Qingfeng sword was held high, and a bloody light shot up into the sky, saying: "Blood kills all directions."

At this moment, the blood of the Houtu tribe on the wall was ignited, and they shouted excitedly: "Blood kills all directions, blood kills all directions."

Under the leadership of Qin Ming and Li Tu, everyone bravely jumped off the wall of the village and started chasing down the scattered members of the pseudo-ancient clan.

From a height, you can see a surprising scene.

The people of the Pseudo-Ancient Clan are obviously several times the number of the Houtubu, but now they are being chased by the Houtubu people so that they run away with their heads in their hands.

This was a massacre, the Pseudo-Gu people were exhausted, they just ran away and completely forgot to resist. The Houtu people who caught up didn't have to worry about resisting at all, they only needed to raise their weapons to cut down and reap their lives.

Just like mowing grass, when the blade flew, someone's head flew up, blood was sprayed, and there were endless screams.

At this moment, all the Houtu tribesmen had no sympathy. They only hoped that they could strike faster and stronger, so that they could kill more and vent their pain and anger over the loss of their loved ones.

The monkey's thin body showed terrifying destructive power, like a tiger jumping into a flock of sheep, the stone knife in his hand was already stained with blood, but he fell into madness, the stone knife in his hand was flying, harvesting fake ancient clan head.

This is a homeland defense battle. If it fails, people will die, and the Houtu tribe that has lasted for thousands of years will disappear. They don't want to, so they hack and kill with all their might.

Qin Ming and tried to completely incarnate into a life harvester, unrivaled among the crowd.

Qin Ming kept swinging the blood-colored Qingfeng sword. The blood-colored Qingfeng sword is extremely strong as a soul soldier, and it can also be integrated into the tower martial soul to release coercion. It makes people tremble from the bottom of their hearts and it is difficult to resist when they are killed. The blood light whizzed out, cutting the earth into deep ravines. Wherever the blood light touched, all lives would be harvested.

Qin Ming felt that the speed was too slow, so he continued to use the "Hundred Sword Art", hundreds of blood-colored sword lights raged in the battlefield, making the sound of life-threatening, which made people shudder. Hundreds of people were killed, and the speed of killing was staggering.

But no one noticed it, even Qin Ming himself didn't notice it. Just when he was crazily killing people, his eyes had turned into blood, and the tip of his nose was filled with blood, which made him even crazier.

Trying to hold the Azure Dragon Spear in his hand, swinging it like an arm, opening and closing, countless blue lights shoot out. These blue lights have strong destructive power, and they will explode immediately after being contaminated by the enemy, causing huge damage.

It has to be said that the Azure Dragon Spear exerted greater power in Litu's hands. The thick and long body of the spear just matched Litu's figure, and it was extremely smooth to use. Qin Ming's murder was swift and violent, and his methods were even more violent and shocking.

All the people within five meters around him were lifted into the sky by him and smashed into the ground. The five meters seemed to be an absolute area, except for Li Tu, there was no one standing.

And those people from the Pseudo-Ancient Clan who were picked up will be pierced through with a single shot when they fall.

Seen from a distance, Qin Ming and Litu are like two bright pearls, killing people with great splendor.

Qin Ming's blood splashed black light all over his body, and all the people he met fell down with their heads sprayed with blood, while people around him kept flying up and then falling, with blue light flashing.

This was an absolute massacre, just like what Qin Ming said, he took the Houtu tribe in the west, and killed all directions with blood. Hong, no one resisted, they had to run away. Under the desperate slaughter of the Houtu tribe, the west side fell into a complete defeat.

ooh...

A dragon's roar shook the sky, and the people of the pseudo-ancient clan who had already lost their souls instantly lost three souls and seven souls.

In the sky, a 500-meter-long small fire danced the dragon body, and in the blink of an eye, it flew behind the people of the Pseudo-Ancient Clan.

The sea of ​​fire rolled in the air with waves, swept down, instantly ignited a forest, cut off the back road, and then the small fire rushed down like lightning, and the 500-meter-long body flashed past the forest, a long sea of ​​fire isolated The belt appeared, completely cutting off the survival of all the pseudo-ancient people.

Ow!

Xiaohuo, who was also caught in the excitement, let out a roar, showing the ferocious ferocity and the power of a real dragon. The 500-meter-long dragon snaked its way through the air, plunged into the crowd, and instantly killed a hundred pseudo-ancient people. , and then rampaged in the crowd, wherever he passed, the sea of ​​flames was raging, and all the people of the Pseudo-Gu clan were ignited with flames all over their bodies.

This is the fire of a real dragon, and it is not easy to extinguish it. Once it is contaminated, it is like tarsus maggots. In an instant, fire men appear on the battlefield one by one, screaming and fleeing, and then the other pseudo-ancient people It ignited, and in an instant, the sea of ​​flames on the western battlefield completely turned into a vast ocean of flames.

The screams of the people of the Pseudo-Ancient Race converged into a sound wave that was strong enough to overwhelm the thunder and echoed in the sky, making people shudder when they heard it.

The Houtu people also retreated quickly, for fear of being targeted by these pseudo-ancient people who were burnt out of their minds. If they were infected with the fire of the real dragon, they would die.

Qin Ming looked at the small fire raging in the sky, his pupils were bloodshot, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up, exuding a sinister smile. He didn't even notice all this, he just felt that this killing was probably a After Xiaohuo became a war beast, let's let him kill and let go.

(End of this chapter)