Soaring of Galaxia

Chapter 279: Zhongling Warrior Ghost Boy No. 13

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"Xingluo Palace Zhao Fuzhi!" "Yun Ren has heard of him. He is the first disciple of the third master of the Xingluo Palace. It is said that his strength is among the younger generation of the Xingluo Palace. He is very capable and an absolute candidate for the top five!" "No wonder! He is so skilled. Great, it seems that this battle can be fought. Www!QuAnBen-XIaoShuo!com" Those who are watching the excitement, you and I are all excited and pointing.

Tai Wushuang secretly observed the two figures on the stage walking back and forth, already fighting. Although this man wearing a red turban has a strange appearance, his skills are actually quite good. He and Zhao Muzhi were instantly better off.

According to Qin Wushuang, this person should be one of the top core disciples in the Tianji Sect. Otherwise, he would never have the ability to compete with Zhao Muzhi. "Hehe, Senior Brother Shi Feilan is not a vegetarian. He is indeed one of the top five core disciples of Tianji Zhai. How can Zhao Muzhi be able to withstand Senior Brother Shi?" "Well, in this Eastern Three Kingdoms Exchange Tournament, our Tianji Sect It must be ranked number one! The Great Luo Empire comes to our Tianchi Empire to participate in the exchange competition, and it will only be at the bottom, haha."

When these people speak like this, there is no doubt that they must be from the Tianchi Empire. Qin Wushuang looked at it curiously. Is this arena here to recruit experts to hunt down Shang Ye? Or are they going to demonstrate against the Danyang Empire and the Daluo Empire at all? Build the plank road openly, but secretly visit the old warehouse

While Qin Wushuang was thinking about it, the two people on the stage were already fighting more and more fiercely. Zhao Mu looks elegant on the outside, but inside he is actually quite aloof and very fierce.

At this moment, there was a surge of anger in his heart, and he fought even harder. The two judge pens flew like silver snakes dancing in the mountains, and the sky was filled with the excitement of his pen power.

Although Shi Feilan was also very impressive, seeing Zhao Muzhi's crazy fighting style, he was a little bit unexpected. Zhao Muzhi took over his momentum immediately, and he was really at a disadvantage in terms of momentum. call!

Every stroke of Zhao Muzhi's Judge's Pen carries a powerful hidden power, which never leaves the opponent's vital points. Even though Shi Feilan was good, the advantage was taken away by Zhao Muzhi, and he really had no time to counterattack for a while.

Zhao Muzhi uses two weapons and attacks very frequently. His attacks are basically known for being fast, accurate, and ruthless. Therefore, once Zhao Muzhi has the upper hand, it will be very difficult to win the battle.

Since the battle at Bifu Mountain, Zhao Muzhi has worked hard to improve himself, and his cultivation has improved a lot compared to half a year ago. Therefore, a pair of judge pens can really be called the pen of the dragon god, and his imagination is free. One after another, like bullets fired from an automatic rifle, they kept coming. Shi Feilan retreated once, then retreated again...

There was no way to retreat, and he had already fallen to the edge of the ring. Zhao Muzhi didn't allow him a chance to breathe at all. His stepbrother followed up and the judge grabbed him like two dragons playing with a pearl. Poof! A surge of spiritual power shot onto Shi Feilan's shoulder. "puff!"

Blood splattered and Shi Feilan's body fell backwards. At this moment, a white shadow suddenly shot out from the curtain, catching Shi Feilan's body and flicking his sleeves casually.

The powerful wind blew out from the sleeves, like an invisible wall of air, generating a huge counterattack force and sweeping Zhao Muzhi away.

Zhao Muzhi was swept away by this huge strong wind, and he had no strength to resist at all. He took a dozen steps back, his blood boiling, and he looked at the white shadow in surprise. The man put Shi Feilan in a pile behind the curtain and looked at Zhao Muzhi coldly.

Tai Wushuang looked at this man. His lips were red and his teeth were white. His face was obviously still a little immature. He was surprisingly short and his face was like a baby, but there was a little bit of black stubble on his lips. This nondescript appearance. It gives people a very strange feeling. "A disciple of Xingluo Palace?" the strange man said. "Stop talking nonsense, who are you?" Zhao Muzhi looked at this strange boy. The strange boy chuckled strangely, and suddenly his face darkened: "My name is Ao Tongzi, have you heard of it? "Ghost Tongshou? "Zhao Muzhi's expression turned cold, "I've never heard of it. "

The ghost boy's face darkened: "Haven't you heard of it? I hate ignorant people the most. Since you haven't heard of it, just accept your fate. Bastards who don't know my name will only have one end, and that is death!

The ghost boy laughed strangely, opened his hands, and a pair of sharp claws suddenly grew on the fingers of both hands. They were cold and sharp, and glowed eerily. Just looking at this appearance was very scary. "Hmph, you are pretending to be a god!" Zhao Muzhi was also afraid in his heart, but on the surface he was fierce and unwilling to lose to this ghost boy in terms of momentum.

Just now, the ghost boy swept him away with a casual movement of his sleeve. This cultivation level could be said to be far superior to that of Zhao Muzhi, and he should be in the ranks of Zhongling warriors.

However, among the younger generation of Tianji Sect, there is only one Zhongling warrior. This is a fact that everyone knows. And that Zhongling warrior was not the ghost boy in front of him at all.

"Hmph!" Guitongzi's expression became cold again, and he said, "I hate it when people say that I am pretending to be a ghost. Boy, remember, I am Guitongzi, the core disciple of the younger generation of Tianji Sect! When you go to Huangquan Road, don't use your uncle's name. misremembered!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Guitongzi suddenly twisted his body and slipped into the ground out of thin air. This drill did not make a big hole in the ground at all, but disappeared directly on the stage. This method made everyone watching the battle burst into cheers.

But Cui Niu, a casual cultivator from the Daluo Empire, changed his expression: "Brother Zhao Muzhi, retreat quickly, this man knows sorcery!" Zhao Muzhi was a little surprised when he saw the ghost boy suddenly disappearing. He has some doubts about the way sportsmen burrow into the ground. In the battle at Bifu Mountain, Elder Chen, the gray-robed man from the Tianji Sect, was also good at this kind of ground-burrowing method and was very difficult to deal with. Qin Wushuang and Wei Yi combined their efforts to kill the Kuang people.

Now this ghost boy actually knows this method well. Zhao Muzhi's figure jumped quickly and landed on the big pillar on the high platform, holding the judge's pen upside down in both hands. As long as he sees a slight fluctuation in the earth's veins, he will not hesitate to shoot out the judge's pen and nail the ghost boy to death! "Hoo ho ho!" The ground suddenly seemed to be opening up big holes, and streaks of soil shot up into the sky. The judge's pen in Zhao Muzhi's hand shot out and attacked two places in a row. boom! Wherever the judge's pen landed, it came up blank!

In an instant, Zhao Mu understood that this was Gui Tongzi's plan. Just as he was about to fly over to retrieve the Judge's Pen, at this moment, he felt that the big pillar under his feet suddenly cracked. A ghost claw grabbed out the coldness and grabbed directly towards Zhao Muzhi's legs.

If this grasp is firm, Zhao Muzhi's legs can be cut off directly. Zhao Mu was indeed a master. He stepped out with his feet and jumped out. His body turned sideways in the air and landed on the stage. He took advantage of the situation and grabbed the two judge pens in his hands.

At the same time, he flicked his hands, and the judge's pen suddenly extended from the inside. This is the magic of Zhao Muzhi's pair of judge's pens. With a press of the machine, the pen in the pen can be shot out.

The ghost boy was rushing over, clasping his claws and grabbing Zhao Muzhi's two judge pens. The corner of his mouth curled up, and he exerted his strength. Wherever he grabbed hold, there was a click, and the chain in the stand was cut off! "Quack, boy, do you want to show off your skills?"

The ghost boy's small body was like a meat ball, shooting directly towards him, his claws glowing coldly, and he grabbed Zhao Muzhi at close range.

Since Zhao Muzhi's debut, the pair of judge pens have rarely encountered opponents, and few people can force him to use his luck. It is really unheard of for someone to cut the chains inside him at this time. As soon as his body sank, he was about to fall off the stage. In this battle, even if you admit defeat, you must protect yourself.

It's just that Guitongzi is a murderous person with a very perverted heart. How can he allow Zhao Muzhi to escape? Seeing Zhao Muzhi's body retreating sharply, he accelerated his advance, crisscrossed his claws, and moved towards Zhao Muzhi's throat.

"Ah..." Cui Niu's heart suddenly jumped into his throat. If Senior Brother Zhao Muzhi is caught by this claw, he will be doomed. Xingluo Palace will lose a capable master from now on.

Zhao Mu subconsciously moved the remaining judge pen in his hand to his throat. Guitongzi laughed ferociously: "What's the use of struggling to the death?" At this moment, Guitongzi suddenly felt a sharp attack from his side heading straight for his head!

The ghost boy secretly screamed that something was not good. If this catch is true, Zhao Muzhi will definitely die, but if the ghost boy is hit in the head by this force, he will definitely be seriously injured. The force of this strike that broke through the air was very heavy, and it carried a very domineering and fierce spiritual power; with such a movement, it could almost be judged that it was definitely a sneak attack from a Zhongling warrior.

The ghost boy screamed strangely, and his body suddenly sagged, falling towards the ground, and landed on the ground again. Zhao Muzhi took this opportunity and retreated a dozen feet away, looking at the ghost boy with eyes full of wariness and hatred. The ghost boy roared and screamed: "Who, who plotted against me? If you have the guts, stand up for me!"

Qin Wushuang smiled and said nothing, just watching the excitement calmly. He just clung to a stone just to take action at the critical moment. And his attack was very covert. The ghost boy was concentrating on dealing with Zhao Muzhi, how could he tell that it was Qin Wushuang's attack? Xi Qin Wushuang was surrounded by rotten hands, making it even harder to see Qin Wushuang's true identity.

Cui Niu walked up to Feng Zhao Muzhi with lingering fear and whispered: "Senior Brother Zhao, let's take a step back. This demon is very fierce, and he is definitely not at the core disciple level."

Zhao Muzhi nodded and was about to retreat when the ghost boy said with a ferocious smile: "Want to leave? Is there such a cheap thing?"

Cui Niu reluctantly said: "Your Excellency, even if we have lost the martial arts competition in the ring, it should be over. Your Tianji Sect is a large sect after all. If you set up a private ring here, even if it is a martial arts competition, you should have a certain attitude. Bar?"

The ghost boy screamed strangely: "What kind of martial arts competition is this? That's what they do. I, the ghost boy, only like killing people and don't know what competition is. This guy named Zhao, I don't like him. If I don't kill him, I will kill him tonight." I can't sleep well and can't eat." The style of transporting people was extremely unreasonable, leaving Cui Niu speechless.

Zhao Muzhi pulled Cui Niu aside and said in a deep voice: "Ghost boy, do you have the name of a generation of core disciples of Tianji Sect? Could it be that some elder of Tianji Sect is pretending to be a core disciple but claiming to be a core disciple. If you want to bully a small one, you can't do it. You don’t need to be overly literary to cover up your wrongdoings, right?” The ghost boy said with a gloomy air: “The older bullies the younger? I am only sixteen years old this year, how can you be older than ten years old? After hearing this, even Qin Wushuang on the side was shocked. .

PS: Thank you, thank you! Promotion by one, today's fifth update has been decided. Although it is likely to be counterattacked soon, as long as it is exploded, Litian will not break his promise. Whether there will be a sixth explosion depends on whether I can get enough monthly tickets after the fifth update. You guys work harder, plow