Chapter 242 The momentum of all martial arts is like a broken bamboo 15

Chapter 242 The momentum of the whole martial arts is like a broken bamboo (15)

"You..." Some blood stains on Lu Ming's whole face were mixed with soil and completely became a cat. He stood up angrily. Today, he was humiliated several times, and his heart was extremely aggrieved, but he was imprisoned by Zhou Yisheng and made him dare not dare to try to challenge Zhou Yisheng easily.

"To be honest, I really don't want to talk nonsense with you. Don't take my patience as your boring time." Zhou Yisheng felt that it was humiliating to do such a thing. He patted his face and squatted down and asked.

"Hehe! Do you know? You are very pitiful. Those who dare to fight against my Lu family have never had a good end, and you will not be an exception. Even if your Yi Junwei is very strong, but only 5,000 people are only 5,000 people. Do you know the background of the Lu family? Savings?" Lu Ming spit out a few mouthfuls of mud and sand and smiled brightly, because he saw what had been waiting for a long time, and a blood-red blue smoke rose in the distance. Under the turbid sky, it was so eye-catching and enchanting.

Zhou Yisheng seemed to feel something and turned around to look at the blue smoke rising in the air. He was silent for a long time, and the leaders around him also reacted and stared straight at the green smoke. His brain seemed to be blank. Millions of troops were broken in this way, and how many troops came to the Lu family silently. Zhou Yisheng's face was a little gloomy and terrible. What he had been worried about had happened and stood quietly, as if he wanted to become a statue at this moment.

"Come and beg me! Hahaha! Hahaha! Minus, your doomsday has arrived, and the iron hooves of our Lu family have stepped on, waiting to be slaughtered by **!" Lu Ming lay on the ground and laughed. The insults he had received would be returned a hundred times. He was already imagining Zhou Yisheng kneeling and begging for mercy.

"Bund him up." Zhou Yisheng gave a faint order and quickly ran to the Yi Junwei camp. He hoped that this was his illusion. The prince was still in retreat and did not take action in person by following the rules. Otherwise, even if Yi Junwei won the hearts of the people again, it would disappear into the dust of history.

Behind him came the angry scolding of several leaders and the screams of Lu Ming, but these voices were no longer important to Zhou Yisheng. The smoke in front of him almost covered the whole camp. More than a million ghosts were stationed and spread out as a fast square. Such a huge smoke screen made Zhou Yisheng's heart. Slightly heavy.

Gree! Squeak!

A sharp sound of piercing eardrums, like a devil chewing bones. Through the green smoke, Zhou Yisheng saw a huge monster, with half of his body torn in his hand. His ugly face was stained with blood. He was constantly chewing, and red and white things kept flowing out of his mouth, which made Zhou Yisheng feel sick. At this time The whole camp has been completely messed up, and there are steel monsters chasing and killing groups of soldiers with weapons, including people and ghosts.

With a bang, Zhou Yisheng suddenly blew a blow in his head and completely fainted him. This is his army. What does it mean to destroy? This is! More than a million ghost soldiers can't match hundreds of thousands of monsters, but fortunately, King Ping didn't take action in person.

Looking at the huge monster sitting on the ground chewing the corpse and listening to the unpleasant sound of broken bones, Zhou Yisheng felt annoyed and stepped on his head in the air. Suddenly, the huge head exploded, flew high with strength, and punched a steel fortress gathered together. The violent power seemed to be a meteor falling. , the air compressed to the extreme suddenly dispersed, a big air cannon, booming! A large pit was left, in which there were broken limbs and arms and crushed steel.

Zhou Yisheng's footsteps were very fast and gradually ran to the center of the battle. More and more people and ghosts blocked the way. When the center ** rose, it seemed that something big had happened, which made these fierce monsters eager to rush in. Zhou Yisheng's resistance gradually increased, and he casually patted a furry giant bear. These low-level mountain spirit monsters had no wisdom, but were equipped with steel armor and secretly listened to the command of some sounds. However, the furry bear that was patted by Zhou Yisheng seemed to be the leader of this area, stabbed the hornet's nest and immediately provoked the surroundings. The Mao Xiong came to him and gave up the secret command.

"It won't be such a coincidence!" Originally, these monsters along the way did not pay attention to themselves, but now they suddenly turn to themselves. Even if Zhou Yisheng's cultivation is infinitely close to the sky list, it is still a time to be exhausted! Whew! Caught with a claw at close range, the strength of Dodge was strong. Zhou Yisheng narrowly avoided it, and there was a cold sweat behind him. His fists were difficult to beat the four hands. What's more, there were so many powerful claws, and his body was slightly low and shoulder-high, and he knocked out the furry bear two heads high. Countless sharp claws behind him waved behind him. Zhou Yisheng's scalp was numb and did not dare to turn around. A sweep swept up a large area of furry bears and monsters.

Dare not to stop for a moment, Zhou Yisheng stepped out with one foot. Although he still looked thin, it gave people a kind of illusory weight, as if facing the land under his feet, Zhou Yisheng applied the land list to the extreme, brutally rushed into the crowded crowd, and a bloody road was knocked out. I don't know how many people The ghost died under him, like a heavy road roller, crashing into a road paved with blood and mud.

"Master! The sledgehammer can no longer do it to protect the flag. Yu Xiaobao has never felt so sad, and this sadness came so suddenly. The Eastern Emperor's old son can be seen to be so strange to him, so that he lacks actual combat and his cultivation is so low. He has never seen him leave life and death. Suddenly, he lost a comrade-in-arms and big brother who had been bullied by him, let He was heartbroken, and this pain made him cry sadly when he saw Zhou Yisheng.

Before Zhou Yisheng could breathe, he suddenly heard the news. He couldn't believe it. His chest seemed to be blocked by a big stone, which made him unable to breathe.

"Hehe! My masterpiece is not bad!" A slightly joking joke resounded throughout the camp and suppressed the shouts of killing. Suddenly, a large group of people appeared when the tent fell down. The group of people were dressed in gorgeous clothes and luxurious purple and gold crowns. At first, the old man wore a plain robe, gently stroked the meticulously tidy white beard and fairy bones under his jaw, but that The eyes are very uncomfortable, that is, arrogant and disdainful.

Zhou Yisheng turned his face and looked at this group of people. He was shocked. Everyone was very powerful. The lowest cultivation was similar to him. The high-level people seemed to face the dark abyss and did not know the depth. He guessed that these people should be old monsters of the Lu family, but the strange thing for him was that there was actually a blind one among them. The child has a rhinoceros horn hanging on his chest.

"What! Such a big battle is to bring me in. Zhou Yisheng rubbed his temples and said sarcastically. Obviously, there was such a big battle today. It may be easy for him to escape, but his army will suffer.

"The dead duck's mouth is hard, tell the place where you hide the treasure, maybe we can leave you a whole body." The advance troops of the Lu family were destroyed for no reason and poured out of the nest with great anger. Now they have caught Zhou Yisheng, which is almost suppressing the erupting volcano. Maybe when it will erupt. They all think that they are now pity and roar with anger.