Super Monk

"Come on, keep going. He's dying. Run up and kill him Seeing Zhao Fugui drowned by Zhenwu people, Tang Shuli and Alan dari suddenly burst out with excited eyes.

"Hahaha, many ants kill elephants. Zhao Fugui, you are the master of martial arts. Now you are just a tiger in the sun. You are dead today. No one can save you!" Uncle Tang said with a ferocious laugh.

"Rich and noble, rush over!" Chen Yihan saw that Zhao Fugui was drowned by the black wave of real soldiers. He immediately cried out anxiously and wanted to rush through. But now the real soldiers have consumed almost all their ammunition, and they are trapped by several times of the enemy. They can't rush through at all.

Not only can the Zhenwu army not rush through, but because there are too many enemies, casualties begin to appear. According to the current situation, it will become more and more difficult for the Zhenwu army to help, even if they want to protect themselves.

"Master!" Huangfu Wudi and Cao man saw that Zhao Fugui was in danger. With a roar, they immediately killed the enemy in front of them and rushed to Zhao Fugui. But at this time, a figure with extremely developed muscles and dark skin suddenly appeared and hit Huangfu Wudi hard.

"Go Huangfu Wudi's face changed. He took a deep breath and forced down the boiling blood. He roared at the shadow with one blow. The blue fist appeared like a huge searchlight.

"Death From the darkness, the black shadow, ferocious as an iron man, rushes to Huangfu invincible. This black shadow is Ayu, the eight armed heavenly king. He saw that he had no chance to kill Zhao Fugui and was ready to leave, but then he saw that the situation changed. Ayu did not leave. Instead, he quietly hid in the middle of the real warriors, like a latent black viper, ready to launch a deadly attack at any time a blow.

Ayu was born in the ancient Inca family of Montaigne. He was born with divine power to practice the martial arts of ancient Inca. When he was young, he played with the lion tiger and the giant elephant. When he was ten, he could split the lion tiger. When he was a teenager, he wrestled with the giant elephant. Later, ah you learned the ancient technique of lowering the head. He tattooed the image of the evil spirit on his back. He could use the evil power to fight all over Mongolia and Thailand. This time, it was because the reward offered by Ye Tiannan was too attractive that he appeared in China.

Ah you's fist didn't blow out in the slightest way. There was only a burst sound in the air. His fist was like a heavy artillery shell coming out of the chamber, and it smashed into Huangfu's invincible blue fist.

"Click!" Ah you's dark fist just smashed Huangfu's invincible green fist in a moment, and hit his fist hard. Huangfu's invincible fist suddenly sounded a crack of bone, and his body flew straight out. Unexpectedly, a you's fist directly broke his arm, and he fell in the distance and couldn't stand up for a long time.

Huangfu's invincible martial arts skills must have been stronger than ah you's, but now he has been injured in succession and forced to fight with the real martial artists. Now he has been seriously injured. It can be said that he has run out of oil. He is not the opponent of ah you, the eight armed Heavenly King at the peak.

"Damn it Seeing that Huangfu was injured, Cao man rushed to ah you with a roar. Ah you hit Cao man in the chest with a backhand. Cao man spat blood in the air and fell into the distance. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Waste!" Ah you seriously injured Huangfu Wudi and Cao man in a row. With a grim smile, he walked to the front of the crowd step by step.

In the rain, Zhao Fugui has been completely drowned by a lot of real martial artists. These real martial artists pile up like a hill more than ten meters high. The real martial artists outside can't touch Zhao Fugui at all. They just use their own weight to overwhelm Zhao Fugui. Only the bottom real martial artists can touch Zhao Fugui.

Zhao Fugui was pressed down by the real warrior like a dense mountain. But to everyone's surprise, Zhao Fugui's legs had been deeply immersed in the corpse and soil, but he still didn't fall down. Zhao Fugui grabs a real warrior with both hands, raises the real warrior, and uses the real warrior's body to resist the dense crowd above.

Zhao Fugui was forced to support the real warrior on his head, but there were still countless real warrior around his body. These real warrior piled up around Zhao Fugui, and they were also crushed by other real warrior. But even so, they seized Zhao Fugui's body and attacked Zhao Fugui with all their strength.

Zhao Fugui's whole body is full of Qi and blood. With a roar, he strides forward, trying to push away the dense pile of real warriors.

The physical strength of Taiping daoshu xiaoshengjing Dacheng has been fully exerted by Zhao Fugui. Hundreds and thousands of real martial arts practitioners are pressing on Zhao Fugui. They can contact Zhao Fugui's real martial arts practitioners and attack Zhao Fugui at the same time. This kind of extreme suppression attack makes Zhao Fugui's Qi and blood condense again, and there is a faint sign of breaking through again.

But even so, there are too many real warriors on Zhao Fugui's body. Zhao Fugui moves slowly step by step, but he can't empty the real warriors on his body at all.

"He's dying, keep pressing, keep going!" Alandari didn't take charge of the Zhenwu army. He jumped out of the crowd of Zhenwu soldiers. He could see that the crowd was still moving slowly. There was a trace of panic in alandari's eyes and he yelled. With so many real warriors down, even if an elephant is under pressure, it will be crushed into flesh. But it seems that Zhao Fugui didn't fall down at all, and he can still move slowly. It's incredible."Up, up, up!" A lot of Zhenwu people yell and rush up. Zhao Fugui's terror has scared them, but now they can only rush up, hoping to completely crush Zhao Fugui. Even the strong master was crushed to death, and the bones were crushed to pieces. Finally, the slow movement of the crowd stopped.

"Ha ha, he's dying. You'll die here today even if you're a demon!" Alandari finally put down his heart and laughed when he saw this scene.

"Zhao Fugui is dead!" Uncle Tang also grins grimly. There are too many real martial arts dead today, but those real martial arts are just cannon fodder. The ultimate benefit must be theirs.

"Kill him, kill him!" Countless real martial artists are also roaring. The experts of Lingwu sect are suffering more and more casualties. These experts are desperate, and even Zhao Fugui can't stop them. Can't they be exterminated today?

Just when all the disciples of Zhenwu sect were in despair, a huge blue light suddenly pierced the rain curtain and stabbed in front of the Zhenwu group.

"Boom!" The strong impact appeared in an instant, and the dense Zhenwu people were directly lifted up.