Murong Chenhuan clearly heard the sound of his ribs breaking, and the tingling sensation spread all over his body in an instant.
The Fudoyama sect’s martial arts routines are fierce.
While its defense is astonishing, its attack is also like thunder.
The stick hit Murong Chenhuan's ribs firmly, breaking his defense.
The moment he fell to the ground, Murong Chenhuan caught a glimpse of the opponent's two great gods changing their realms. Without any pause, they rushed towards him with their sticks, with fierce momentum and ferocious faces.
"Father-in-law!" Murong Chenhuan shouted out loud. There was no follow-up this time, he was just calling for help.
Zhan Dongshan naturally noticed it, and used all his strength to push back the two gods who were besieging him. At the same time, he quickly bent his bow and shot an arrow. Both arrows flew together, towards Murong Chenhuan, and rushed towards Murong Chen. The two Huan men saw the arrows coming through the air and waved their sticks to block them. Murong Chenhuan also took advantage of this opportunity, dragged his injured body, jumped up with difficulty, and retreated a distance.
The camp headed by Murong Chenhuan was quickly destroyed and fell to the ground in defeat.
Zhan Dongshan was able to help Murong Chenhuan for a while, but after the threat of the two bows and arrows passed, the two divine transformation realms approached Murong Chenhuan again.
Murong Chenhuan faced the siege of the two powerful men with his injured body. Within a moment, he was defeated and flew out again.
This time, it was accompanied by a mouthful of blood spurting out.
Zhan Dongshan saw this and attacked with all his strength. At the same time, he also rushed towards Murong Chenhuan. The opponent's attack was too ruthless and he wanted to kill Murong Chenhuan.
He couldn't sit idly by, but Zhan Dongshan's move undoubtedly put himself in danger. When he used his body to block Murong Chenhuan, he had to face four people by himself. The Fudoyama Sect's divine warriors attacked, including the Fudoyama Sect's eldest brother, Lu Zhuoyin.
Lu Zhuoyin’s eyes were ferocious, and he looked at Zhan Dongshan with a sneer, "Old man, are you still struggling? It is no longer the era when Zhanlong Island was the Four Holy Lands. At that time, it was just a fake In the ancient martial arts era, there is no real ancient martial arts at all!"
At this moment, Lu Zhuoda, who was standing on one side, felt an inexplicable pleasure in his heart!
Once upon a time, he had dreamed of entering places like the Ancient Martial Holy Land and Zhanlong Island, but now, he saw with his own eyes that the owner of Zhanlong Island was being besieged in a state of embarrassment.
Yes, that was just an era of pseudo-ancient martial arts.
And now, he is firmly holding the real ancient martial arts thigh.
"Elder brother, destroy them!" Lu Zhuo shouted loudly.
Boom, boom, boom!
The situation on Zhanlong Island is getting more and more dangerous.
In the distance, all the warriors watching fell silent.
They knew very well that the Zhanlong Island team was in a bad situation today.
The other party’s shouting voice was extremely harsh.
The era of pseudo-warriors.
In the eyes of the opponent, the people of Zhanlong Island are not even considered warriors.
Such arrogant words are the biggest humiliation to Zhan Long Island.
The people of Zhanlong Island fought back desperately, but more and more people fell to the ground.
Boom!
Yan Chongqing's side was no longer hostile and was bombarded.
There were screams of surprise in the distance.
The Dragon Island team was completely defeated.
The three great gods have changed their realm, and only the Master of Zhanlong Island is left struggling to support him. But judging from the situation, it is only a matter of time before he is defeated.
A hint of joking flashed through Lu Zhuoyin's eyes. He stopped with a long stick in his hand and looked at Murong Chenhuan who was lying on the ground in the distance. "You have to protect this person regardless of yourself." , It seems that he is very important to you."
Lu Zhuoyin walked towards Murong Chenhuan. Zhan Dongshan's face changed drastically, and he tried hard to break through the encirclement and rescue Murong Chenhuan, but there were people everywhere. The long stick had heavy shadows. Zhan Dongshan wanted to rush out without hesitation, but he was directly hit by the long stick and was blocked back abruptly. He also had several scars on his body.
“Let’s go!” Zhan Dongshan shouted towards Murong Chenhuan.
Murong Chenhuan naturally noticed Lu Zhuoyin's approach, "Father-in-law... I'm here to help you!"
Murong Chenhuan gritted his teeth, and a wave of emotion came out of his body from nowhere. With a burst of strength, he jumped up and swung his sword to kill the Fudoshan Sect disciples who were besieging Lu Zhuoyin.
It is impossible for him to abandon his father-in-law and run away.
What's more, Murong Chenhuan knew his situation very well. His seriously injured body made it difficult to escape. As long as his father-in-law could break out of the encirclement, his father-in-law still had a glimmer of hope.
This was Murong Chenhuan’s sword with all his strength.
The sharp sword fell straight down, but before he could get close to the people who were besieging Zhandong Mountain, he was already swept by a long stick, and he was pressed heavily to the ground with his sword. .
"A product of the pseudo-ancient martial arts era." Lu Zhuoyin sneered jokingly, took a few steps forward, and stepped directly on Murong Chenhuan's chest. In an instant, the sound of broken bones was heard, and Murong Chen Blood spurted out of Huan's mouth, accompanied by a look of extreme pain. However, this time, Murong Chenhuan did not scream and kept his eyes wide open.
Lu Zhuoyin was condescending and stepped on Murong Chenhuan, "Are you not convinced? You can prove that you are not a product of the pseudo-ancient martial arts era."
Murong Chenhuan thought hard He wanted to raise his hand, but there was no way he could do it.
Zhan Dongshan’s voice roared, “Let him go!”
Lu Zhuoyin laughed loudly, his eyes flashing fiercely, “Since you chose to rush to Thousand-Layer Peak, why not provoke him? The Dongshan Sect should have such an awareness!"
"Bah! A bunch of deformed kung fu guys born in the pseudo-ancient martial arts era." Lu Zhuoda also came over and said with a long smile. Look, what fourThe Great Holy Land is now being trampled underfoot and cannot even move. Even if you are a deformed child, you can still move. How about you be called Guwu Vegetative People from now on. Lu Zhuo laughed and looked up at the warriors in the distance, "I mean all of you." "
As soon as the words fell, the faces of the warriors in the distance changed.
The era of pseudo-ancient martial arts.
Abnormal kung fu.
Gu Wu is in a vegetative state.
The words are getting harder and harder to hear.
At this moment, what Lu Zhuoyin is stepping on is not a person, but an era.
Many people were clenching their fists and trembling all over, but no one dared to rush forward.
They were no match for Fudoyama Sect.
See. Lu Zhuo laughed even more happily, "Senior Brother, look at them. When nothing happens, they make a lot of noise, but now that something is going on, they all shrink back. "
Lu Zhuoyin looked around with an arrogant expression, "A true ancient warrior should have the courage to move forward without fear. "As he spoke, Lu Zhuoyin's eyes flashed with pity, "A group of poor people, living in the era of pseudo-ancient martial arts, there is not even a single person who can be called a warrior. ”
While speaking, Lu Zhuoyin exerted force on his feet. Murong Chenhuan felt as if he was being pressed down by a heavy mountain. The bones in his body were broken into unknown shapes. Blood kept pouring out of his mouth, and his whole body was trembling. .
"How about you beg for mercy and admit that you are a product of the pseudo-ancient martial arts era, and I will spare your life? "Lu Zhuoyin lowered his head and spoke playfully. The transcoding has been serious recently, which makes us more motivated and updates faster. Please move your little hand to exit the reading mode. Thank you