Gong Xichou said coldly: "Go away, and get someone else!"
It would have been better if he didn't say it. Once he said it, Zhao Feng almost exploded with anger.
He has been in the martial arts world for so many years and has killed countless people, but no one dares to speak to him like this!
He shouted loudly, and his arm muscles expanded exaggeratedly like explosions, gathering all his strength into the other iron mace. Who would have thought that at such a close distance, Gong Xichou would still easily take it with two fingers.
He said something even more infuriating.
"You are just an ant, vulnerable to attack!"
After saying that, he snapped his fingers.
Zhao Feng seemed to be hit head-on by a small mountain. He flew backwards without any resistance and spurted out large mouthfuls of blood in the air.
Alliance leader Wu Xian could no longer sit still.
The allied forces won the first battle, and their high morale was forcibly suppressed by Gong Xichou's actions.
The cold wind howled, and the allied forces fell into complete silence. I couldn't believe that this was what I was seeing with my own eyes...
Is this, this, is this still a human being
For a moment, the same guess emerged in everyone's mind.
Gong Xichou is not a human being!
This guy is simply a living monster!
At this time, someone muttered.
"I'm afraid even if twenty Chehou came, they wouldn't be as arrogant as him..." His words were not echoed by anyone on the surface, but whether they recognized it in their hearts, probably only they and Gu Chi knew it. Among the crowd, only one person had a special feeling.
Needless to say, this person must be Shen Lang.
Others were afraid of him like a tiger, but Shen Tang was the only one who was envious to the point of drooling, and he wished he could take off Gong Xichou's head and replace it with his own.
Gu Chi: “…”
Shen Lang, can you please paint in a more normal style
Zhao Feng, who was knocked away by the snap of his fingers, lay powerless on the ground. His hands were in so much pain that he could hardly hold the bronze maces. He looked at the Wudan warrior standing there in horror, spitting out blood. He never dreamed that he would suffer such a miserable defeat...
I think he is also a brave warrior who has been famous for a long time.
He fought countless battles and killed countless people throughout his life.
He was not afraid of death, but he could not accept that his last battle before his death ended like this - facing a young man who was younger than him and had less experience than him, he didn't even take three moves.
No, that's not even a move!
I have already failed miserably!
What made him even more desperate was that the other party never even had him in his eyes, which meant that Gong Xichou didn't regard him as an opponent at all!
This thought was almost a disaster for Zhao Feng, who was exhausted both physically and mentally at this time! His martial arts, beliefs, and pride... were completely destroyed by Gong Xichou's flick of the finger!
There is no dregs left!
Zhao Feng covered his chest and his vision went dark.
Every time I coughed, I felt a sharp pain in my chest.
He knew without even touching it that he had more than three broken ribs, and it was only thanks to his martial arts energy that his internal organs were not pierced, otherwise he would have died long ago.
Gong Xichou stood in front of the formation.
He stood there, and no one dared to step forward to fight!
After three breaths, he sneered, and his voice, carried by the cold wind and martial energy, was clearly transmitted to the ears of tens of thousands of allied troops.
"Incompetent!"
"mob!"
"Get out of here!"
When the last word "get out" was spoken, a strong wind formed by pure murderous aura roared towards the alliance army. The strong wind rolled up the sand and dust, almost making it impossible for people to open their eyes.
The waves of murderous aura made the weaker soldiers tremble.
This, this, this, this is totally not a human being!
Everyone was absolutely sure of this.
Seeing that no one came out to fight, Gong Xichou sneered with disdain. He glanced around and saw a flag with the word "Wu" on it. So he raised his hand and turned it into a snake-patterned longbow. His fingers easily hooked the bowstring, and the martial energy condensed at his fingertips and turned into a dark green arrow.
It seemed that he had not even aimed, the bowstring was at the full moon.
With a buzzing sound.
He just loosened his fingers, and the arrow flew out of the bow, breaking through the air, drawing a bright, deep and mysterious dark green light like a meteor chasing the moon.
Although this attack was carried out in full view of everyone,
They were still immersed in the panic brought by Gongxi Qiu's murderous aura, and for a moment, no one reacted. No, someone did react. Zhao Feng had been immersed in his own emotional world, and was the least affected by Gongxi Qiu's power.
When he came to his senses, he saw Gongxi Qiu pulling the bowstring and the direction he was aiming, and he was horrified!!!
This direction—
Not good!
Zhao Feng's eyes were red with anger: "How dare you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the weak and feeble martial energy filled his body again. He slapped the ground with his palm, and the ground cracked into a spider web-like crack with a diameter of two or three feet with him as the center. His body flew into the air with the force, and he pushed his feet with the force and rushed towards the path of the arrow.
With a loud bang!
As the explosion sounded, the air waves spread in all directions.
Alliance leader Wu Xian naturally noticed this, but before he could react, Zhao Feng had already blocked the arrow with his body: "Da Yi—"
Gong Xichou looked at the chaotic exploding air mass.
His handsome brows furrowed again.
The allied forces no longer dared to watch Zhao Feng's death.
He must have been blown into a bloody mass by the arrow condensed by martial energy, and died without a complete body! On the other side, Chao Lian closed his eyes.
He could see clearly from this angle that Gong Xichou's arrow was aimed at the alliance leader Wu Xian, and Zhao Feng did this only to save his master!
What a loyal and brave man!
What a pity—
Chao Lian sighed inwardly.
At this moment, he heard someone exclaiming in his ear.
He subconsciously opened his eyes and saw an incredible scene—he knew the protagonists of this scene. One was Zhao Feng, who was determined by everyone to be blown into a bloody mass, and the other was Shen Tang, who was drunk and made a scene during the alliance that day, Master Shen!
Of course, the most amazing thing was that Master Shen grabbed the broken collar of Zhao Feng's armor with one hand and split Gong Xichou's unstoppable arrows with a sword with the other hand. The huge explosion and the strong wind only blew the corners of Master Shen's clothes flying.
Gong Xichou was almost helpless.
He sighed, "Why you again?"
Gong Xichou was not the only one who sighed like this. Qi Shan also had the urge to sigh to the sky when he saw the motorcycle without its owner beside him.
Why is it him or her again
Looking at Qi Shan who had a look of despair on his face, and Gu Chi who was calmly watching the comments, Kang Shi was completely out of his mind.
Oh, I forgot to mention that Shen Tang asked Chu Yao and Gong Shuwu to stay behind, and with the brothers Zhai Le and Zhai Huan who were recovering from their injuries, the lineup was quite luxurious. Even if they encountered an enemy attack, they could still take care of each other.
Chu Yao had no objection to this arrangement, but Kang Shi didn't understand one thing - before going to the expedition, Chu Yao took out two bottles of medicine from his sleeve and gave them to Kang Shi, and earnestly told him to keep them well.
Keep it well, Ji Shou will need it.
Kang Shi opened the cloth plug and sniffed: Pills
Chu Yao nodded: Yes.
Kang Shi was not afraid that Chu Yao would harm him.
What are you eating
The young man with gray hair smiled and said: Heart disease.
Kang Shi looked at the pill and then at Chu Yao.
Completely confused.
He was puzzled: I don’t have any heart disease.
It is impossible for a scholar with a literary mind to have a heart disease.
Because they all have an extremely tenacious and invulnerable heart. Because conspiracy and conspiracy are all about heartbeat.
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