Extreme martial arts

Chapter 159 Defeat
In the sky, Kuishan fought against the Martial Emperor powerhouse, and Wutu fought against the Martial Emperor 22 times. The rays of light shot out, and the space shattered, and there were patches of dark chaos in the sky, exuding the power of destruction, even the Martial Emperor powerhouse Attacks from Chaos will also be sucked away by Chaos when they pass through Chaos Breach.

The entire sky is like a rag at this moment, full of black holes.

To the south of Shizhai, Xiaohuo swept across the crowd with the power of a fifth-order monster, and the flames swept all directions, burning all the people of the pseudo-ancient clan into the sea of ​​flames and burned to death. Looking around, you can see countless people wrapped in flames are Struggling and running, screaming.

Qin Ming held the blood-colored Qingfeng sword in his hand, and swung the sword out. The sea of ​​blood was like a blood-colored wave, sweeping in front of him, and he frequently used the "Hundred Sword Art", and hundreds of sword lights whizzed past, piercing through a hundred people from the pseudo-ancient clan. .

Trying to hold a big blue gun, wearing a five-color armor, dancing wildly with long hair, like a god of war, opening and closing, no one within five meters around can fight, either he was shot to death on the ground, or he was directly picked to kill The sky, like a huge whirlwind, swept across the battlefield.

Although the members of the hunting team could not run amok among the crowd like Qin Ming tried to do, their strength was also higher than that of the pseudo-ancient people. Several people formed a team under the leadership of the monkey, and they did the same The possibility of rushing through the crowd.

The blood splashed, dyed the ground red, formed a blood-colored trickle, gathered in the low ground, and became a pool of blood.

This was a feast of slaughter. Houtubu and the twenty puppet ancient tribes fought desperately with each other, venting their anger in their hearts.

Rao used Qin Ming's small firepower plan and hunting team to kill ferociously, but they still couldn't restore the situation on the southern wall.

The Pseudo-Gu tribe and the Houtu tribe have already divided the wall into two, and the Pseudo-Gu tribe has enough territory to fight against the Houtu tribe, but there are still endless crowds coming from below.

The strong killing of Qin Ming and others does not mean that all the Houtu tribesmen are so strong. Facing the pseudo-ancient people who are several times their size, the Houtu tribe still retreats uncontrollably.

And Qin Ming tried to kill the two of them forcefully, but was quickly stopped. A strong martial king from the Pseudo-Ancient Clan appeared and locked the two of them.

"Kill." Trying not to say much, seeing that the way to go was blocked by King Wu, he let out a roar, and stabbed at him with a big blue spear. In the current situation, even if he is a strong King Wu, he can't back down.

Qin Ming's attack method is more flexible than Litu's. Due to the limitation of his cultivation method, he can only attack in close quarters, while he can use martial arts to attack from a distance.

While trying to rush out, Qin Ming took a step back with his right foot, and in a lunge posture, he instantly slashed out with the blood-colored Qingfeng sword in his hand, and a ten-meter thunder dragon roared out, and the thunder light flashed with a bloody red light.

ooh...

The thunder dragon roared, smashing all the obstacles in front of it, and the pseudo-ancient clansman standing more than ten meters away from the thunder dragon's route was pierced through his body in an instant, and fell down with a face full of horror.

The roaring thunder dragon is trying to attack the strong martial king first. The strong martial king is full of muscles, patterns appear, and there are two black gloves on his hands. Seeing the thunder dragon roaring, he doesn't dodge Without avoiding it, he stretched out his arms and grabbed the thunder dragon's horns.

Then with a roar, the thunder dragon's head was snapped off, completely annihilating this powerful attack.

As soon as the Thunder Dragon was destroyed, Litu followed closely behind, jumped up in the air, and the goshawk pounced on the rabbit. The blue spear in his hand was instantly enveloped in five-colored rays of light, dragging a long beam of light, and smashed down angrily.

That Martial King expert crossed his fists and directly faced the big green gun. An explosion sounded, and the light scattered, blocking the gun.

boom!With a bang, the ground under Wu Wang's feet exploded, and Wu Wang's body sank two feet. This was not because of his lack of strength, but because the ground could not bear the blow he was trying to achieve.

"Canglong stab." Trying to turn over in the air, the blue spear in his hand flashed five colors of light and pierced King Wu's chest.

This shot was as fast as lightning and extremely tricky, if it hit King Wu's heart, King Wu would definitely die instantly.

"The scorpion shakes the tree." King Wu snorted coldly, clenched his fist with his right hand, and the three-color light flashed instantly, and he punched out.

boom!The green dragon gun was shining brightly, like a hurricane blowing head-on, the body of the gun stopped in mid-air, shaking constantly, and then was sent flying by King Wu's punch. At the same time, Li Tu was also sent flying.

Flying with a punch, the martial king of the Pseudo-Ancient Clan was about to jump out of the ground, but just as he exerted his strength, a blood-colored black shadow flew towards him.

Looking up, I saw a person covered in black energy, with a bloody sword in his hand, turning sideways in the air. This person is Qin Ming!
Qin Ming kept rolling, so that he accumulated his strength to the maximum, and there were endless explosions in the air, which made the Martial King below him aware of the power. He crossed his fists and pushed forward in the same way as he was trying to resist the shot.

"Get down." Qin Ming yelled, and the blood-colored Qingfeng sword in his hand instantly slashed out. The 40-jin force had been rolled and gathered just now, and at this moment it reached its maximum power. The light instantly engulfed the Wu Wang powerhouse.

When the blood light disappeared, only one head of the strong King Wu was still exposed, and his eyes were full of surprise, and the corner of his mouth overflowed with blood. Obviously, he had suffered a lot of injuries from Qin Ming's blow just now.

"I'm going to kill you, and destroy Houtubu." The martial king of the Pseudo-Gu Clan roared, and saw that the ground began to arch upwards, cracks appeared, and light shot out.

Just when the furious King Wu was about to break through the ground, there was a roar of a dragon in the sky, Xiaohuo's huge dragon body swooped down, its mouth opened wide, and it bit the King Wu.

King Wu trembled all over. If a real dragon attacked, if his head was bitten, he would definitely die. At a critical moment, he burst out with great strength, broke through the soil, and flew out, but he couldn't avoid the dragon's mouth in time, so he could only slam his body By the way, let the deadly head pass.

Whoops...

Xiaohuo's huge dragon mouth was going to swallow the whole of Wu Wang, but because of Wu Wang's instant dodge, he only bit the left shoulder, biting off the entire left shoulder in one bite, and even the flesh and blood sprayed out instantly.

"what."

King Wu was in pain, screamed crazily, his eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he slapped his right hand with a wave, but when he slapped Xiaohuo, he only felt that he was extremely strong and could not be damaged, and there was a blazing heat passing through the palm of his hand It rushed into the body, and in an instant, the pain of burning the body appeared.

"Kill, kill, kill..." The Martial King, who fell into madness, had his long hair loose, and smashed his fists in the air, shuttled through the crowd, smashing the people of the Pseudo-Ancient Clan to death.

Qin Ming watched from afar, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, even if you are a strong King Wu, you will die.

Seeing him slowly raising the blood-colored Qingfeng sword, the Ta Wuhun showed that all senses and comprehension had been raised to the maximum, his eyes were empty, and the feeling of the shocking sword was recalled in his mind.

Gradually, layers of fog in front of him were cleared away, and a crimson light flashed before Qin Ming's eyes.

At this very moment, Qin Ming grasped this feeling, his empty eyes suddenly became radiant, his figure disappeared, and he rushed towards the strong Martial King.

Sensing the danger, King Wu punched in Qin Ming's direction with one punch.

The air was compressed instantly, and an invisible fist wave shot towards Qin Ming.

When Quan Bo touched Qin Ming, a strange scene happened. Qin Ming's figure disappeared instantly without a trace.

And just when King Wu was startled and suspicious, a ghostly voice rang in his ears.

"you are dead."

King Wu was shocked, and just about to resist, a red streak flashed in front of his eyes, and immediately, he remained motionless with a face of astonishment.

Qin Ming showed his body and sneered. Earlier, he used three thousand real thunders to transform into a phantom to confuse King Wu, but then he sneaked in quickly, and finally killed King Wu with a sword of Jinghong.

The first beheading of King Wu did not excite Qin Ming. In fact, if he hadn't tried his best to delay this beheading, Xiaohuo's decisive blow would have been a foreshadowing. With his own strength, he would not have been able to kill a king. Famous King of Martial Arts.

Watching King Wu's body fall, the shouts of killing in his ears were already deafening, he spread his purple crow wings and took off into the sky, only to see that the people of the Pseudo-Ancient Clan had already occupied half of the southern wall, using this as the foundation and The Houtu people resisted, and a wooden pagoda was already close to the wall. Under the protection of the puppet ancient people on the wall, it was as stable as Mount Tai.

The people of the pseudo-ancient tribe on the ground roared, passing the slope behind the wooden tower, the tide rushed to the wall of the village, and the stalemate was instantly broken. We are losing ground.

The same scene also happened in the east and north, and there was no strong reinforcements to join, and the two masters of Kuishan Wutu were held back. The battle situation in the east and north was more tragic than that in the south, and the only thing that did not appear was defeat The signs are only to the west.

However, if the three walls in the southeast, north, and south are lost, and the west wall is left behind, it will lose its protective function.

In this battle, under the strong numerical advantage of the [-] pseudo-ancient tribe alliances, the defeat of the Houtu tribe is inevitable, which makes Qin Ming feel sad. Is this harmonious and simple tribe going to be destroyed today? ?

In the sky, Kuishan finally beheaded the powerful Martial Emperor who fought with him, but he was also seriously injured. A fist-sized skeleton was pierced through his left shoulder, and blood gushed out, making the old man's face pale .

Wu Tu fought against 22 Martial Emperors. Although his absolute strength surpassed all of them, he was gradually weakened under the siege of a large number of Martial Emperors. After all, keeping a blockade of a space was very exhausting for him.

Of the 22 Martial Emperor powerhouses, seven of them had been beheaded by Wu Tu, and the remaining fifteen were also wounded, but Wu Tu was injured more severely, and there was almost no intact part of his body. Although it was not fatal, it can be seen It sounds terrifying, this tribal guardian is using his actual actions to defend his title.

Qin Ming's heart was desolate, the Qingfeng sword in his hand was still glowing with blood, but the defeat was irretrievable, and he wanted to kill the enemy but could not recover, this is the portrayal of his mood at the moment.

Finally, waiting for the old patriarch's order finally sounded, the voice was majestic and solemn, echoing over the Shizhai: "Hou Tubu Erlang, retreat to the stone pagoda, Hou Tubu will fight to the end today!"

(End of this chapter)