Chapter 33 The War of Three People 4

With that, Wumi trembled the blackwet on his body, and a kind of murderous spirit suddenly came from the middle, and the evil spirits couldn't help holding their breath. They knew that the most nervous, exciting and critical moment had come!

The master will fight to the death with Zhao Zilong! What a surprising turning point! Originally, everyone was waiting for Chevron to hit Zhao Zilong fatally. Unexpectedly, Zhao Zilong not only escaped this disaster, but also finally forced his master to do it himself! No matter who wins or loses, this war is worth everyone's excitement, excitement, and even madness!

Now, it's about to start the war!

At this time, Zhao Zilong's mind was still a little vague. He didn't know what had happened, but he knew that he was still alive. He was still alive, but... Zhao Zilong was even more confused. Why hasn't he died yet? Did I suddenly change my mind?

"ko, ko,ko..."

"ko.?!" Zhao Zilong suddenly felt that this word, this sound, and this vibration were so familiar. He had heard thousands of people shouting this word that had been resounded thousands of times. Today, it reappeared here. What does it mean?

Is he going to meet the challenge of who?

He suddenly opened his eyes and saw the selfless standing there, murderous all over his body. It was a little funny. Countless people had provoked him with such eyes, but as a result, he replied to them with countless victories: pretentious people are all losers.

"You finally woke up." He laughed presumptuously, because he wanted to scare the other party in this way, but Zhao Zilong had experienced a lot of battles and was obviously tired of his appearance and speechless.

"I'm Zhao Zilong." He silently told himself that the bronze mask rejuvenated the brilliance of the starry sky on his face. At this moment, he was no longer afraid of any opponent, any challenge, and the familiar cry had completely awakened his blood. At this moment, he was destined to fight to defend his dignity and rewrite the glorious history!

Soul possession, or the return of true color? That doesn't matter anymore. The important thing is to go home. He wants to return to his lovely and warm home. Although the road back home is endless, his dream is at his feet.

"Come on! I know what you are going to do, and I have been looking forward to this moment for a long time. From stepping on this strange continent to this enchanting place, I, Zhao Zilong, have been suffering and undergoing training, but I have never felt very hard, because I know that if a person wants to be outstanding, he must undergo trials. Only then can you become a god! And I have now withstood the test of death. I don't know how much torture this hell will give me, but I know that you are so arrogant that you have wasted your life. Haha, haha, the stronger your ability, the weaker your heart will be! Only a strong heart can control a strong ability. Haven't you ever thought about such a simple truth?"

Wuwo seemed to be suddenly awakened by Thunderbolt. He stood there and was stunned. He couldn't say a word, and he didn't know what he was doing. He sighed in his heart, "Yes, what on earth am I doing? I have also been brilliant, commanding thousands of troops and being invincible, but I want to pursue independent existence and hope that all places can be controlled by me, but is it possible? Even if I really conquered this place, I can't really own it. He looked at the evil spirits and said to himself, "These guys are always insinuating me to defeat here, but they did this just to revenge here and other ghosts who suppressed them. When did they really treat me as their boss? They only let me fight, fight, fight, they are like watching a play. Just now I fell down, they are gloating, hoping that I can never stand up, and I was forced by them to continue fighting here. Do I really forget my dream? Do you want to go down like this?"

I am deeply confused.

"Come on! What's wrong with you? Aren't you going to fight with me!" Zhao Zilong was still shouting angrily over there, but he didn't know that the person standing in front of him actually had the same heart demon as before. However, Zhao Zilong had been pulled out by the magic hand I just sent out, and now, it's my turn to be suffering from the heart demon. Maybe this is the retribution of heaven. Those who harm others will eventually harm themselves.

Zhao Zilong has been warming up there for a long time, but he has never seen himself. He can't help but be strange and puzzled.

"Is he afraid of me?" Zhao Zilong was puzzled, "He has hundreds of years of cultivation, and these evil spirits are sent by him. What reason is he to be afraid?" Thinking of this, he suddenly smiled and said, "Did what I just said touched his nerve? Is his heart really so fragile? Can't stand other people's blows?"

Thinking of this, I don't feel sad.

But at the thought of all kinds of grievances held hostage by him, Zhao Zilong was furious again. "Anyway, I want him to admit defeat today. Buddha has slept in bed for hundreds of years. Let me enlighten him today."

"Selfless, don't waste your time there. The arrow is on the string and has to be fired. There must be an end between us today!"

I'm having a hard time. I suddenly heard Zhao Zilong shouting over there, and suddenly my heart was turbulent. "Format, if I die in his hands, I can also be relieved."

So he laughed: "Come on!" With that, he slowly walked forward a few steps, and then stood gently, brushing his hands, secretly transporting the inner air all over his body, but he only felt that his whole body was always blocked in two places, as if in Baihui and Shenshu. I couldn't help but be secretly impatient, "Why can't these two meridians be opened?"

It happens that these two places are the most magical parts of the selfless body. If they are not opened, it means that I can use the skills of the evil faction to attack Zhao Zilong. As for why the heart demons in his body sealed these two places, whether to help him or harm him, it is really difficult to speculate.

At this time, after Zhao Zilong pulled out the heart demon, his originally stagnant heart suddenly returned to unblocked. Although he did not know the reason, he felt that his heart was smooth, and a dead breath also flowed again from his blood. Zhao Zilong was not surprised at all about this, just because he knew that he was martial arts. Learning from a wizard, his body always has a special meridians that preserves his foundation. Without precedent to check, he simply called his strange vein the spiritual vein. With the help of the spiritual vein, he has saved the danger countless times. Therefore, even if he knows that his internal cultivation is not as good as that of selflessness, he relies on his talent. Strong, he will still have the courage to be selfless, just because he knows that under the double insurance of spiritual vein and Danxincao, he has been prepared for a long time.

But Wuwo panicked about his hidden dangers at this time. He had never seen Zhao Zilong's real kung fu and did not know whether he would have an accident. Although he has not only experienced hundreds of battles or even thousands of battles, his heart demon has turned himself into his biggest enemy, which is an unprecedented fear. Terri.

"I won't show mercy, and you don't want it either." Zhao Zilong said lightly.

"Of course, otherwise it will be meaningless. Please rest assured that I have always regarded the battle as sacred."

Zhao Zilong nodded and began to carry his internal forces secretly.

At this time, Chevron's whisper suddenly sounded in his ear: "No matter what happens, don't kill him."

"Don't worry." Zhao Zilong blurted out to anyone, and his hands sounded like white flames, churling at Wu Me.

With a loud shout, his body dodged the seemingly fatal blow.

Chevron's body trembled, staring at Zhao Zilong tightly, and also secretly transporting internal forces.

"If you dare to break your promise, it's your retribution. Don't blame me.

In fact, she also broke her promise and betrayed Zhao Zilong at the critical moment.

But who is not selfish in the face of big things?

When will the mountain alliance and sea oath be reliable?

Seeing that the palm wind without me also covered it like a tsunami, Zhao Zilong only felt that this palm wind was simply an overwhelming storm, and he had nowhere to escape and had no way to stop it.

At a critical moment, Zhao Zilong suddenly had a flash of inspiration and remembered the trick of borrowing strength in Taijiquan. Although this trick is simple, it is often solved with the simplest tricks.

If you don't stop it, you will die. Why don't you try it yourself?

So, he plunged tightly into the ground and moved Taiji with both hands. The storm gradually stopped forcing his body. Later, it began to roar out with the strength of his hand and suddenly hit Wu Wu Wu.

Wuami was shocked and hurried back a few steps, but at this time, the storm became more and more fierce, and Wumi's face gradually turned yellow. Obviously, he had exhausted his internal strength in this palm. At this time, he was unsustainable and could only sit and wait for death.

"Ah! ..." He roared sadly and indignantly, very miserable.

At this time, a white shadow rushed over like lightning and stood in front of him.