Zuo Wuzhou was full of fighting spirit.

Just like the drums of war.

Very unhappy.

Very not resentful.

But when he saw that the next person he bumped into was a martial arts master, his eyes suddenly shone brightly: "Well done!" "Seven Killing Fist.

Performed like crazy.

Being so close and lingering, this kind of lingering and lingering sadness, was too much for the martial arts master to scream wildly.

The difference is only in close combat.

In Zhenhuntian, which is extremely good at long-distance combat, Zuo Wuzhou's close combat skills are second-to-none.

Especially since he was about to emerge from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

The evil spirits all over his body were boiled away, and the blood energy all over his body was boiled away.

The "Seven Killing Fist" stalks the opponent to death, and Zuo Wuzhou fights closely.

The body has turned into a light smoke, almost impossible to capture.

It's like a fierce and killing wind. No matter how close you are to your body, you can't catch it.

Double fists and arms.

It was almost burning with flames, and the halo of waiting for Anti was changing from time to time, the alternation of the five elements, the unity of the five elements, and it exploded instantly.

The combination of wind and thunder is like a flower swaying in the wind and rain, adjusting to zero for a while.

Zuo Wuzhou's eyes were full of excitement, Gong Gong hit the key point of this martial arts sect.

Strike directly at the joints of this martial sect.

No matter how powerful Wu Zong was compared to Zuo Wuzhou, in such a terrifying blow, his joints and vital organs would inevitably be damaged.

Back then, Zuo Wuzhou was not as good as Lord Wu.

In the same short-term close combat, dozens or hundreds of punches were fired continuously, causing Mu Longqing's joints and muscles to ache and his movements to become disordered.

What's more, today, Zuo Wuzhou is already at the level of Wu Yu, and compared to Wu Zong, there is only a normal gap of one grade.

This strategy must be effective.

The Wuzong was roaring and roaring, and Zuo Wuzhou was like a spiritual snake, and he couldn't control it.

Even if he exerts his soul power with all his strength, how much power can he have to break the ghost dragon armor and injure Zuo Wuzhou?

For Zuo Wuzhou, the Ghost Dragon Armor is actually the most beneficial treasure, which can make Zuo Wuzhou express his will.

A series of crackling thunder exploded, and the Wu Zong roared: "Zuo Wuzhou, how dare you, I am a member of Zhuo Yizong."

There was a sound as sinister as hell, and a ghostly aura: "It is you Zhuo Yizong who will be killed!" With several explosions, countless streams of blood burst out all over the body of Wu Zong, covering the vital parts of blood vessels and joints everywhere.

Even though this martial arts master has all kinds of abilities, his physical body is still in a state of unbearable pain.

Movement disorder.

There was nothing you could do, but Li Xiao was mad: "Zuo Wuzhou, Zhuo Yizong will kill you!" He was at the feet of Wuzong, entangled with one hand.

With a flick of his fingers, the "Tianwang Pu" was now in his hand. With a flick of his fingers, two golden rays of light immediately glowed from both ends of the scroll, just like a war spear.

The moment the war spear popped out, Zuo Wuzhou was already entangled in this person's heart like a ghost, roaring in a low voice: "You will die with your Zhuo Yizong!" The war spear chirped, and the Wuzong was suddenly gone from there.

Push it in from the top of the head and pierce the person from top to bottom.

This man's eyes suddenly exploded, and a roaring sound came out of his throat.

The screams shook the sky! In the blink of an eye.

The ink in Zuo Wuzhou's eyes exploded, he shook his spear, and threw the corpse into pieces, with blood flying everywhere.

"You deserve to die, Zhuo Yizong will soon follow in your footsteps!" With a strong voice, Zuo Wuzhou retracted his war spear and strode forward, his momentum extremely majestic.

He has killed countless people in the past.

Accumulate countless experiences.

There are also hundreds of scars on his body, reminding Zuo Wuzhou that he cannot forget the mistakes he made every time in the battle.

I will never do it again in the future.

There are countless bloody experiences and teachings.

The network is so fierce and fierce.

The tenacity of the will is terrifying.

With everyone working together, Zuo Wuzhou's close combat skills are unparalleled in the world.

True Soul Heaven is not kind and does not like close combat, which does not mean that it does not know how to engage in close combat.

But compared to Zuo Wuzhou, the soul monks of Zhenhuntian are definitely no match for them in terms of close combat.

Invincible, this statement is absolutely true.

No matter how powerful the enemy is, once Zuo Wuzhou gets close to him, he will inevitably suffer a loss.

It's like the hasty battle between Zuo Wuzhou and the red-robed Martial Saint.

Don't look at Zuo Wuzhou who was seriously injured and retreated. The red-clothed martial saint was also hit several times.

If there wasn't a huge difference in strength, how could the red-clothed Martial Saint get away with it?

That howl was extremely cruel.

Immediately, the heart of Yu Wusheng of Zhuo Yizong trembled, and he was shocked and angry: "Zuo Wuzhou, you were in Ruijin Dharma Soul Heaven back then.

Kill Zhuo Mu and others from my Zhuo Yizong.

If you kill another member of my Zhuoyizong today, you will flee to the ends of the earth.

This sect also vows to kill you."

Zuo Wuzhou's eyes glowed with brilliance, and he grabbed the Wu Yu's spine with one claw, but he jerked and thrust away.

Wu Yu was so painful that he fainted and went crazy.

The vertebrae had been pulled out, and they were white and bloody.

How scary.

With all his strength, he took out his sheath and beheaded this man.

Zuo Wuzhou mentioned this head and laughed resentfully: "Okay, but based on your words, I will destroy the entire Zhuo family in the future."

Wherever Zuo Wuzhou went, there were screams and screams.

How terrifying, the power of the killing god finally appears in the True Soul Heaven.

How can you teach people not to be frightened?

The speed is so fast that it is unimaginable.

The red-clothed Martial Saint breathed rapidly and could no longer hold back.

Roaring angrily: "Zuo Wuzhou, I am Lin Xiyang of the Soul Heaven Sect. I want you to stop immediately! Otherwise, if you harm us and other important things, I will not be able to spare you."

Zuo Wuzhou laughed loudly: "Really?" Lin Xiyang breathed a sigh of relief, and his face suddenly flushed: "Of course!" It was Zuo Wuzhou who was loose, but he didn't know that Zuo Wuzhou was killing the enemy and had no time to say anything.

Lin Xiyang, on the other hand, secretly became excited and said in a deep voice, thinking that his words were righteous: "Zuo Wuzhou, you know.

Jiuxin Sect, Wangchi Sect, Zhuo Yizong, and Yan Sect have secretly given you a killing order."

Zuo Wuzhou was having only one opponent, and while he was clapping his hands, his heart boiled with murderous intent, and he only kept the names of these sects in his heart.

Lin Xiyang said coldly, hoping to scare Zuo Wuzhou: "If these major sects attack together, the Changkong Sect will be unable to protect you.

Our Soul Heaven Sect does not want to see geniuses like you fall.

As long as you behave, my soul, Tianzong will definitely be able to stop you."

Lin Xiyang talked for a long time.

There was no answer, so I kept asking several questions.

Lin Xiyang was furious.

He shouted wildly: "Zuo Wuzhou, you deserve to die!" "Hahaha.

I'm coming!" He said wholeheartedly.

There is no distracting thought at all, the fighting spirit is in my heart and body, stirring like thunder and drum.

"If you want to fight, then fight, why bother talking nonsense!" The murderous sound swirled around the beams, and the murderous intent was as strong as real: "You are my friend, you want to harm him.

I will take you to the top to pour out the hatred in my heart."

You forget and are crazy.

The tender heart almost turns into honey.
To be continued...