I turned into a beautiful girl from the bloodshed

Although generally speaking, the internal force of the master can maintain a dynamic balance, and there will be no exhaustion.But just now, Ji Dachuan squeezed his own limit and fought with all his strength desperately. Even the master would need a few breaths to recover from such consumption.

And the time of a few breaths... is enough for them to kill each other!

The fact is as they expected.

Facing their tricky timing and angle, Ji Dachuan really had nowhere to hide and no way to retreat.

Seeing that Ji Dachuan was about to be buried under their joint efforts.

just,

Unlike their imagination that Ji Dachuan was powerless to resist and sit and wait to die, in reality Ji Dachuan faced the fatal blow of this back and forth attack.

"If you want me to die, then you should also prepare to be buried with me!"

Ji Dachuan scolded angrily, the originally exhausted meridian burst out like a dead tree in spring, the moment Grandmaster Han's sword light pierced his skin.

At this critical moment of life and death, his body shifted a small distance at an unimaginable speed, but it was this small distance that allowed him to avoid the vital point of his heart.

As a result, the sharp blade pierced through his left lung and came out from behind his body.

At the same time, Chen Zongshi's poisonous palm also blatantly killed him.

Ji Dachuan took Han Zongshi's sword forcefully in order to deal with Chen Zongshi in front of him first.

"Baquan Eight Forms - Guiyuan Yiji!"

With a low growl, Ji Dachuan detonated the internal force in his body instantly, and suddenly his body was like a driven fighter jet engine, full of destructive power.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, making a dash with his left foot, and then stomped out hard with a loud bang. A small circular pit was shaken out of the ground. His whole body was like a cheetah preying on it, and his fist was like a bloody mouth facing Chen Zongshi. The poisonous palm rushed over.

This punch was not as powerful as Batian's, but the sharp conical front of the fist seemed to cut a hole in the space, so sharp and penetrating that it made Chen Zongshi in front of him feel a pinprick on his skin.

You must know that he is a master. His skin is comparable to rubber, but it is not much more than cowhide.

But just like that, he actually felt a pinprick.

"not good!"

Chen Zongshi immediately understood that this punch was not easy, but at this moment he had already sent out his palm, and the distance between the two was so close, he had no room to retreat, there was no way to avoid it, so he had to block it hard.

Thinking of this, Grandmaster Chen gritted his teeth angrily: "Ah! Since you want to work hard, come here!"

After finishing speaking, Grandmaster Chen no longer hesitated, poured all the internal energy in his body into the poisonous palm, and prepared to fight Ji Dachuan desperately.

laugh! !

The collision between the two was not as grand as before. After all, Guiyuan Yiji did not take the explosive route.

Fists and palms meet, [Guiyuan Yiji]'s fist edge condenses into a sharp cone, directly pierces Chen Zongshi's palm, all the way through the bone, blood and flesh fly, and finally the fist edge unstoppably penetrates Chen Zongshi's heart.The punch pierced through his body, and he was rushing to the ground with undiminished strength, leaving a bottomless one centimeter wide hole.

Grandmaster Chen spat out a big mouthful of blood with a "wow~~", his heart was pierced and he was doomed not to survive, that is because he was a grandmaster so he didn't die on the spot.

Finally, he looked at Ji Dachuan and asked the question in his heart: "Why do you still have internal strength?"

Ji Dachuan sneered:

"I have been guarding against you two for a long time."

"Although the old man Xiong was also a lackey of the imperial court just now, he dared to punch me head-on. I respect him as a man; and you two, who are masters, only do sneaky things. It is a shame to the master. Even today Ji I want to die here, and I want you two to be buried with me!"

"you--!"

Grandmaster Chen opened his mouth to speak more, but he had nothing to say.

They were deceived, and they and others were looking for his flaws, but he was giving them flaws.

The exhaustion just now was all an illusion, just to trick the two of them into bumping upwards.

Thinking of this, Master Chen closed his eyes, fell to the ground and died.

What happened just now happened in an instant: while Ji Dachuan resisted Han Zongshi's sword, he punched through Chen Zongshi's heart.

And now,

Master Chen is dead.

Ji Dachuan is ready to deal with the despicable guy behind him.

When Master Han saw that Master Chen was killed, he thought, 'It's not good. ' Immediately wanted to draw the sword and retreat.

How could Ji Dachuan give him this opportunity.

With the master's meticulous control of the body, Ji Dachuan endured the pain, his muscles knotted and tightened, and he even forcibly clamped the long sword that pierced his body.

Seeing this, Grandmaster Han showed a vicious look on his face, and cursed angrily: "Since you want to pinch, okay, let you pinch!"

After finishing speaking, Grandmaster Han prepared to pour all the internal energy in his body into the sword.

Unexpectedly, almost at the same time, Ji Dachuan's body turned suddenly, and the hilt of the sword was detached from Zongshi Han's right hand.

When he let go of the weapon, Grandmaster Han said in his heart, "It's not good." He immediately wanted to backflip and jump away from Ji Dachuan, but at this moment Ji Dachuan was already facing him, how could he let him run away.

"Since you are here, you will be gone."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Grandmaster Han to react, Ji Dachuan's two arms were like steel bars, strangled Grandmaster Han's waist, and tightly imprisoned him in front of his chest.

"go to hell!"

Ji Dachuan let out a low growl, and hit Zongshi Han on the head.

The head has been the most vulnerable part of human beings since ancient times, especially this place is also a place where internal strength cannot be blessed.

How hard a person's head is depends entirely on the mood of God.

And Ji Dachuan's brain is harder than Han Zongshi, and Han Zongshi is already old.

boom!

Boom!

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Again and again, Grandmaster Han wanted to struggle at first, but now he was dizzy, unable to distinguish east from west, north from south, and completely lost the ability to resist.

Seeing this, Ji Dachuan endured the severe pain in his head, let go of Zongshi Han's body, pinched his head with both hands and twisted it violently.

"Gucha!" With a sound, Grandmaster Han's cervical spine was twisted and he died.

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Everyone present was silent, no one expected that the battle would be so tragic.

The two noble masters, Han and Chen, died in such a way.

And the only victor in the battle - Ji Dachuan, is really exhausted at this time.

Don't look at the fact that he killed two people in a row just now, one is because he was caught by surprise, and the other is because in the previous battle, the bodies of the two masters, Chen and Han, were destroyed by the internal strength of their fists, and they had already suffered minor injuries, which were far from theirs. Peak condition.

But even so, the fire poison contained in Chen Zongshi's palm has penetrated into his body, and it has been corroding his internal organs from just now until now; His internal organs were smashed to pieces, and a hole was torn open in his heart...

Ordinary people with this injury would have died long ago.

It is also because he is a master, so he hasn't died yet, but he will soon.

Now every breath he takes is one step closer to death!

"It seems that I, Ji Dachuan, will stop here today."

Wow... vomit...

Ji Dachuan was unable to support his body, and fell to his knees on the ground, spitting out a big mouthful of black blood and some pieces of viscera.

While dying, he didn't have any regrets, but...he still wanted to see Nangong Bingqing again.

"Qing'er, can I see you for the last time?"

Ji Dachuan was covered in blood, and said in the direction of Zichen Palace in a embarrassed and weak manner.

This is the last wish of a desperate man.

Everyone watched this scene, and they couldn't help but feel the sadness of the hero's end.

And the women present, whether they were pampered ladies or court maids who were driven by others, all shed tears.Men love to say to women, "I would like to go up the mountain of swords and down the sea of ​​fire for you?"

What is "I am willing to go up the mountain of swords and down the sea of ​​fire for you?"

This is!

They saw the sincerity of "going up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire" in reality.

If there is a man who does what Ji Dachuan does for themselves, then they are willing to give up all their glory and wealth to be with him for the rest of their lives.

Ji Dachuan's sincerity also reminded Nangong Bingqing of the days he spent with Ji Dachuan when he was a child. Nangong Bingqing could not refuse or refuse in such a situation, otherwise he would appear too cold-blooded.

Nangong Bingqing said to Xia Wuwei: "Brother Wei, Qing'er will go to Brother Ji to make a deal, and I'll be right back."

Xia Wuwei was very upset, he didn't care what happened to Ji Dachuan, he only knew that his woman was going to see other men.

If it wasn't because this woman was Nangong Bingqing, he would have ordered her to be executed long ago.

Before he could speak, Nangong Bingqing had already stepped out of the imperial guards. She had already arranged her attire. She was wearing the scarlet woven golden brocade peony and phoenix robe before, and her face was well-dressed. , finely carved hair accessories, fully show the grace and luxury after a country.

On the other hand, Ji Dachuan really looked like a beggar at this time.

Nangong Bingqing came to the edge of the seven or eight-meter-high platform of Zichen Hall, and looked at Ji Dachuan who was exhausted and lamps were dying from a long distance.

"Brother Ji, you—"

Nangong Bingqing was about to speak, but found that the voices that had been rising and falling just now had all quieted down. At first, it was nothing, but everyone around, whether it was the elder brother Wei whom she missed, the palace maids and eunuchs, or the imperial guards, and others Guests... They all looked at their feet with surprised eyes! ?

It was as if something terrible had happened beneath my feet.

Nangong Bingqing was taken aback, not knowing what was going on.

She turned around and asked Xia Wuwei for help.

Xia Wuwei stared blankly at the part below Nangong Bingqing's stomach, pointing at it at a loss and said: "Qing'er, you, you are bleeding!"

"Blood??"

Nangong Bingqing followed Xia Wuwei's gaze and looked at his feet.

I saw that the inside of the bright red woven golden brocade peony phoenix robe was continuously bleeding out, and in a short while a large pool of black and red blood had accumulated, and it was still flowing!

Suddenly, Nangong Bingqing's heart skipped a beat, and he felt his body lighten, as if something had fallen on the ground.

She took a few steps back unconsciously.

And from where she was standing before, there unexpectedly appeared a bloody lump...

Nangong Bingqing... had a miscarriage!

Without knowing it, she had a miscarriage.

"This is... my child?!"

"I had a miscarriage!?"

"No, it's impossible! How could I have a miscarriage?"

This is indeed impossible. As a grandmaster, with her physical fitness, even if she just swallowed a bowl of saffron, it is impossible for her to have a miscarriage.

Because she is a master, the strong body metabolism will not allow saffron to play any role.

And it was just like this that she had a miscarriage!

Then...there is only one truth.

The child was already dead when she was in Nangong Bingqing's stomach, and her body treated it as a foreign body and excreted it from her body.

Sure enough, Nangong Bingqing looked at the ground, only to see that the baby's whole body was black, and the poison was so deep that it almost penetrated the bone marrow.

Chapter 228 Innate Appearance

Nangong Bingqing looked at the jet-black meat ball, unable to accept this fact for a while.

"Impossible, impossible! My child can't be gone, this must not be my child!"

"Hey, brother Wei, brother Wei! Tell Qing'er quickly, this must not be my child, right!"

The panicked Nangong Bingqing looked at Xia Wuwei with pleading eyes, hoping to get Xia Wuwei's comfort.

Xia Wuwei glanced at the dead thing on the ground and quickly looked away, not daring to look any further.

Because the appearance of that dead thing was disgusting, and a rancid smell could still be smelled from a long distance away.