Hell Crazy Soldier

When the old man arrived, he caught his right thumb with his index finger and flicked it gently, hitting the point of his sword.

With a clanging sound, dussin's sword was broken.

People were also shocked blood churn, back seven steps, almost fell to sit on the ground.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, he made great efforts under his feet, which stabilized his body.

However, due to the excessive effort, his feet have sunk into the ground about seven centimeters.

However, before he could take a breath, he suddenly felt his throat sweet and could not help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Dussin's face changed.

He did not want to come to the strength of such a strong person, just a finger to himself to shock into internal injury.

He couldn't see the old man's true cultivation.

But with the attack power of the goods just now, at least they have to have the strength of the later days of the day level or above, and they may even have reached the half step in the legend.

He did not expect that there was such a terrible strongman hidden in the Zhao family.

And he didn't know it all the time, and he never heard of it.

What's sacred about this old man?

He sighed in his heart.

He knew that he could not save his mother today with his own ability.

But he was not afraid.

He had come with a will to die.

If you can't save your mother, die with her.

He hastened to use Kung Fu secretly to heal his wounds, and pondered over the countermeasures.

Zhao Zhijie saw the old man's face clearly. He was surprised and pleased: "Shizu, you are here."

Said, the body in a flash, almost fell on the ground.

The old man was startled and quickly came forward to help him. He said with great concern: "jie'er, don't you mind?"

While reaching out, he quickly clicks on Zhao Zhijie's wound.

Soon, Zhao Zhijie's wound stopped bleeding.

Then he took out a pill and let it go.

When Zhao Zhijie's face recovered a little ruddy, he was relieved.

Standing not far away from the self-healing Tu Xin suddenly had a strange feeling.

He found that Zhao Zhijie's eyebrows were a little similar to the old man.

Moreover, the old man's concern for Zhao Zhijie has gone beyond the general apprenticeship.

When things go wrong, there will be demons!

All of a sudden, Tu Xin thought of something, his face could not help changing: "they are not really father and son, are they?"

The more you think about it, the more likely it is.

If so, the hat on Zhao Qiyun's head will become green.

Du Xin has a kind of impulse to laugh: "Zhao Qiyun, Zhao Qiyun, you drove away our mother and son for such a bitch at the beginning, but in the end, you helped others raise their son. It's really sad."

Then, he thought that since Zhao Zhijie called the old man to be his master.

Then he must be Zhao Qiyun, or Nangong Li's master.

Zhao Qiyun has no master.

It goes without saying that she is Nangong Li's master.

At the thought that the master and the apprentice actually had an affair with each other, Du Xin felt that they had lost everything.

At this time, Zhao Zhijie pointed his left hand at Du Xin and said: "Shizu, this bastard is so hateful that he cut off my right hand. You must take revenge for me."

The old man's face was cold. He said coldly, "jie'er, don't worry. Shizu will certainly break him to pieces."

He helped Zhao Zhijie up, and then glared at Du Xin. His eyes were like a poisonous snake. It was extremely cold and poisonous: "how dare you hurt jie'er? I'll see how I killed you."

Said, the right hand a swing, a momentum spread to open.

Du Xin felt as if he had been pressed down by a mountain. For a moment, he was very heavy, and then he had difficulty breathing and sweating.

There was an unspeakable shock in his heart: "what a terrible momentum."

He hastened to fight with all his strength.

He practiced taixuan Sutra, so his momentum was extraordinary.

At the critical moment, his momentum finally resisted the old man's momentum.

In the end, Du Xin's momentum was the same as that of the old man's, and he was not allowed to bully him further.A little surprise flashed in the old man's eyes.

He didn't expect that such a junior at the prefecture level as Du Xin could resist his own momentum.

He had thought that as soon as his momentum came out, he could easily crush him.

However, he would not put Du Xin in his eyes.

In the eyes of the half step inborn strong like him, the prefecture level is rubbish, which can be destroyed easily.

"Little brute, I look down on you a little, but it's not enough to be arrogant in front of Zhao Dongshan."

Zhao Dongshan suddenly shot out two shocking lights in his eyes, and then stepped forward to raise his momentum again.

This, Dusing immediately can't bear, momentum suddenly was compressed two steps.

People are also in an instant pressure blood churning, involuntarily back three steps.

At this time, Du Xin suddenly felt that his eyes were dazzled, and Zhao Dongshan appeared in front of him like a ghost, hitting him on the chest.

Although Zhao Dongshan just hit a punch casually.

But the strength of the fist is extremely fierce, just like the waves.

In a flash, there was a feeling of frustration that could not be resisted.

However, due to the frustrations of his childhood, he had a strong will and would never give up at any time.

I saw him yell, fight back, pull out a short sword to hit a sword.

The sword seemed sharp, and it made a sound like thunder.

It turned out that in an instant, he had reached the level of Tianlei sword, the ancestral sword technique.

In general, a strong sword like Tianlei sword can never reach the level of success without decades of precipitation.

If it's natural, it will take another 20 years for him to get there.

But now under the pressure of Zhao Dongshan, he suddenly realized.

Zhao Dongshan was surprised to see that Du Xin could use such a powerful sword in the end of his life.

However, he is a half step sky level strong man after all, so no matter how powerful the Tianlei sword is, it will not pose any threat to him.

With a move, he easily broke the attack of Dusing.

However, because of this, Dusing got rid of his attack and retreated to the place of ten steps.

There was a flash of anger in Zhao Dongshan's eyes.

For the half step congenital strong, it is an unbearable insult to be avoided by a prefecture level generation.

See Zhao Dongshan in the double eyes shot Sen Leng's murderous machine: "I tear you up."

The right hand clawed out.

In a rage, Zhao Dongshan used 70% of his skill.

It should be noted that when half a step against the local level, it is generally enough to use only three successful forces.

But the shadow of the fist was long, and it rolled to dussin like waves.