From NPC To Overlord

But Daoist Baishang's hand just stretched out, and a palm came to patted it first. That palm was covered with a layer of fluorescent light, and the air around the palm was distorted like a black hole. The breath of his face rushed towards his face, the smile on his face instantly stiffened, and he subconsciously opened his mouth to call: "No!!"

Boom!

Before he could finish speaking, the palm was slapped over. As soon as Daoist Baishuang's outstretched palm touched it, it was smashed by an indescribable force, the flesh and bones crumbled into mist, palms, elbows, arms...

Until he hit his chest with a heavy palm, a series of 'clicks' exploded, his chest sank from the center to form a palm depression, and his back bulged high.

It seemed like a long time passed, but in fact it was less than half a second. His back exploded with a 'bang', and countless shattered bones and viscera mixed with blood and spurted out from his back. Through a hole the size of a human head.

Daoist Baishuang lowered his head with difficulty to see his chest, with an expression on his face that he didn't know if he was crying or what.

"two!"

Gu Chong slowly retracted his palm and turned his head to look to the other side. There was Nemo Xing, one of the five Mongolian masters. At this point, he was completely dumbfounded, until this icy gaze came to him, and he slammed hard. Chills.

"Three!"

In the next second, there was a loud bang, an invisible breath approached quickly, and a chill rushed to the forehead.

"not good!"

Nemo Xing felt bad in his heart, and immediately folded his hands and crossed them in front of his chest. At this time, Gu Chong's seemingly harmless palms slammed into the crossed arms, and a mighty force burst out from his palms.

It was only in an instant that he realized what Daoist Baishou had just experienced. The indescribable terrifying force was like a beast from ancient times attacking, shaking his arm into a blood mist like a destructive force, and immediately hit his chest, shattering the bones in his chest inch by inch. into powder.

He flew out like a cannonball. After killing a dozen Mongolian soldiers, he exploded into a cloud of blood, full of extreme visual impact.

"Brothers, line up!"

Thirteen players with similar costumes among the players in Huangji Palace moved in unison in an instant, stepping on their feet, like soldiers across the battlefield, rushing in with a brazen and fearless posture.

They are players of the same team in Huangji Palace, known as "The Thirteen Fierce Gods of Huangji". A shot is also a bounty for Kublai Khan and a reward from the Emperor's Palace.

They obviously only had thirteen people, but under the power of the formation, they showed the mood of a thousand troops charging.

That roar, agitated blood, strengthened confidence, inspired people to be brave, and the killing aura that enveloped the thirteen people actually made Gu Chong couldn't help squinting slightly.

It was only now that Gu Chong's complexion became solemn, and his body no longer stood in place, and he stepped forward.

"Peng!"

His step seemed to be gentle, but when he fell into the ground, the ground under his feet trembled violently.

The earth rolled, like a surging tide, and the shock force in it swept across the thirteen people in front of him in an instant.

The thirteen people who stepped on the ground and rushed forward only felt a shock under their feet, and the numbness had poured into their legs.

The aura that was mixed into one created a moment of confusion.

And at this moment, Gu Chong stepped, stood up, and punched!

In the eyes of the thirteen people, Gu Chong's imposing aura was condensed at this time, like a majestic mountain, Ling Ran, a **** and a demon, and the majestic fist was pouring over the heavens and the earth!

"Boom..."

The power of the fist is like a mountain, and its power covers the sky and the sun. Under one punch, there seems to be a shadow covering the four directions. The powerful force field makes the void in front of him seem small at this time.

The fierce fist strength did not spill out at all, and it ran along the chest of the person in front of him, crushing it to the last person in an instant.

"Peng!"

With a loud bang, thirteen people rose from the ground at the same time, bursting into a cloud of blood in the air!

The Thirteen Fierce Gods of Huangji, die!

"fifteen!"

Gu Chong stopped and closed his fists, his breathing did not change at all.

The rest of the others were preparing to take the opportunity to attack, when they saw this scene, they all stopped, their faces were as pale as paper, and they turned around and fled at the same time.

And a fart!

It's not an order of magnitude at all!

Even if they are innate late stage, or even the perfect masters, in the hands of others, they can only be tortured and killed, and they can only be sent to death if they stay!

Seeing Gu Chong chasing him specifically, the pig looking up at the starry sky swallowed and waved loudly: "Prepare the crossbowman, shoot him to death for me!"

He knew that ordinary bows and arrows couldn't stop Gu Chong's footsteps. Only the steel crossbow arrows with the thickness of a baby's arm could pose a certain threat to a master like Gu Chong.

More than a dozen crossbows nearby shot out continuously, and a series of sharp 'booms' came bursting out.

Gu Chong didn't dodge, he didn't lift his eyelids, the arrow shot, and a five-inch thick gray air cover appeared around him. His footsteps were only slightly slow.

After only one look, the pig looking up at the starry sky lost the confidence to be surrounded by a crossbow, and threw the others aside and ran away.

Gu Chong followed unhurriedly, and when he met the Yuan soldier who was blocking the front, he was just a palm. It turned into a cloud of blood and exploded.

After walking only a dozen or so steps, the Yuan soldiers in front could no longer bear the terrifying pressure. He was forced to retreat by himself. He took one step forward, and the thousands of people in front took two steps back.

And the pig, who was looking up at the starry sky, also escaped hundreds of meters away.

As a result, Gu Chong punched him alive with a "Hundred Steps Divine Fist", destroying his hope of escaping.

"This is definitely intentional! Didn't I just pretend to be a comparison in front of him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ As for that?"

This was the last thought before the corpse of "The Pig Looking up at the Starry Sky" disappeared.

At the same time as Gu Chong defeated the Yuan Dynasty sniper team, Guo Jing and others in Xiangyang City gathered tens of thousands of defenders, rushed out of the city, scattered around Gu Chong and pressed against the Yuan soldiers outside the city.

With them diverting the Yuan soldiers, without a steady stream of Yuan soldiers coming over, Gu Chong's marching speed was a lot faster, killing one step at a time, ten kills at ten steps, and fighting against the steady stream of Yuan soldiers to kill those who were sitting behind the Yuan army. Kublai Khan.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the Golden Summit tent, the commander of the Yuan army, Shi Tianying, gritted his teeth, then pulled his adjutant and shouted:

"The artillery, pull it here."

The adjutant's eyes were bloodshot, and fear flashed in Gu Chong's eyes as he looked at Gu Chong who was rushing over step by step. If the commander hadn't retreated, he would have retreated long ago. Shi Tianying ordered him to come back to his senses and shouted loudly. arrive:

"It's being transported from the artillery team, it should be arriving soon."

As soon as he said this, he heard someone behind him excitedly shouting that the artillery had arrived. The middle-aged general immediately let go of him and shouted:

"Quickly stand up."

A group of people rushed out of the defense line, loaded the car, and ignited it in one go.

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