Wandering the Immortals and Martial Heavens

Several people have been brothers for many years, how could Huang Zhonggong fail to guess what the bald man and Dan Qingsheng were thinking.

He sighed and said: "Forget it, I hope to find a place where there is no one to hide my name from now on, and I hope the young master will save my life."

Jing Zhou gave Hei Hei Zi a meaningful look, and put away his sword.Before coming here, he had already prepared for the sword fight. Hei Heizi's words saved him a lot of trouble.

This. . .What a fucking talent!

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In the dungeon of Meizhuang, the four kept opening the locks one after another. When they reached the last iron gate, Huang Zhonggong said: "My lord, this is the last gate. The leader Ren is inside, but we brothers have no face to go in." " After that, he untied a key from his waist and handed it to Jing Zhou with both hands.

"So, the four of you will wait for me here, and wait until I go in and have a look."

Originally, Huang Zhonggong and the others thought that Jing Zhou was here to rescue Ren Woxing, but now it seems that he is not. Wait here and wait for the son!"

"Who, who?"

As soon as he opened the big iron door, before he stepped into the dungeon, Jing Zhou heard a loud roar.

The sound was so loud that the entire cell was buzzing.

"Master Ren, so many years have passed, it seems that your martial arts have not fallen behind, congratulations."

"Junior looking for death!"

Ren Woxing has been imprisoned for many years, and he already had resentment in his heart. When he heard Jing Zhou's slightly sarcastic words, he got angry and pulled the iron chain beside him to make a beeping sound. roared.

Ren Woxing wanted to shock this kid who mocked him to death!

Even though he was imprisoned in this dungeon, not everyone could make fun of him, let alone a brat!

Ren Woxing's roar made the four people waiting for Jingzhou outside the door dizzy, and their eardrums seemed to be ruptured.

The four of them didn't care about their appearance, endured the discomfort, and escaped from the dungeon in embarrassment. Except for Black and White, the other three all looked horrified, and secretly sighed in their hearts that the Star Suction Dafa is indeed the best magical skill in the world!

"Old man, don't be ashamed! I respectfully call you the leader of the sect, do you really think that the boss is your second child?"

Although he came to save Ren Woxing, it doesn't mean that Jing Zhou can tolerate him.

He was too polite to him, I'm afraid he didn't know how many eyes Prince Ma had.

"Although your voice is extraordinary, you can't help me, my lord. There are dozens of ways for you to kill me, my lord!"

Jing Zhou looked at Ren Woxing dismissively, as if killing a chicken and a fish.

If Ren Woxing hadn't been imprisoned in the dungeon all these years, Jing Zhou would still be afraid of him.

But after so many years, not to mention Ren Woxing's lack of improvement in martial arts, just staying in this dark and humid environment for decades, even if his martial arts is strong, his body is probably not good enough.

Old and frail people fighting with each other may not have much effect within thirty or fifty moves, but if they can't win the opponent in a short period of time, it will be more than just a stalemate.

The longer you delay, the more you will be caught!

This old man, what else is there to be afraid of!

Without taking the sword out of its sheath, Jing Zhou casually pulled it away, took a few steps forward, and stabbed Ren Woxing in the eyes.

"The East is undefeated!"

Ren Woxing saw that Jing Zhou was extremely quick with his sword, and his movements were full of weirdness, as if he had seen Dongfang Bubai.

"Who are you, Dongfang Bubai, that dog thief?" Ren Woxing was confused and kept shouting.

He hated Dongfang Bubai in his heart. If it wasn't for the insidious villain's deceit, how could he have ended up in such a situation, and it was in vain that he valued him so much in the past. Now it seems that Dongfang Bubai is just an immature white-eyed wolf. !

He yearned for a peaceful night, and wished he could go out and kill Dongfang Bubai now, drink his blood, and eat his flesh!

Now that he saw that Jing Zhou's skills were very similar to Dongfang Bubai, he was sure that the two must have an inexplicable relationship, so he implicated his anger on Jing Zhou.

He wants to kill this kid, and then kill Dongfang Bubai to regain the position of leader!

Jing Zhou stabbed with his sword, and a light reflected from the scabbard shone on Ren Woxing's eyes, causing him to close his eyes in pain.

"Guess? If you guess right, there will be something unexpected for you!"

While Jing Zhou was answering, he turned his long sword and pointed it at Ren Woxing's chest from top to bottom.

Ren Woxing pulled the iron chain with both hands and placed it across his chest, trying to block the sword, but he never expected the depth of Jing Zhou's skill.

With a "kuang" sound, the long sword vibrated again and again, passed through the iron chain, rubbed a spark, and touched Ren Woxing's chest without hesitation amidst Ren Woxing's astonishment.

If the sword hadn't been unsheathed, the sword might be bleeding.

Even so, Ren Woxing felt uncomfortable, as if his chest had been hit by a sledgehammer, and the force from the sword made his blood churn. . .

"Master Ren, how does this sword taste? Thinking about how deep the inner strength of the leader is, I'm afraid it will be painless."

Jing Zhou would not be polite to Ren Woxing just because he met Ren Yingying. He is now fighting with his sword in the rivers and lakes, and he wants to have a smooth idea.

People respect him one foot, he respects others one foot, if one violates him one inch, he kills his whole family!

"Junior looking for death!" Ren Woxing was furious, the veins on his arms were bulging, his eyes were full of cold light, he gritted his teeth, overflowing with murderous aura.

The waving iron chains rolled like two giant pythons, one in front and the other in the back, smashing towards Jing Zhou's head.If he is hit by this iron lock, no matter how skilled he is, he will not be able to avoid flying blood and flesh.

Ren Woxing swings the iron lock violently, smashing the air with a crackling sound, and he has absorbed the internal energy for an unknown number of years, and now he uses it unscrupulously, his beard and hair are calm and automatic, and his whole body exudes bloodlust. breath.

Jing Zhou leaned back and avoided the oncoming iron lock. At the same time, the sword in his hand clicked nine times in a blink of an eye to remove the strength from the second iron lock, and then he flew into the air, as if It floated to Ren Woxing's side like a ghost, and when the sword turned over, three sword lights pierced Ren Woxing's eyes, ears, and chest.

There was a faint light on the tip of the sword, even Ren Woxing felt the pain of being stabbed in the face at this moment.

This young man's swordsmanship is sharp and fierce, and his inner strength is so deep that in his impression, only Dongfang Bubai can match him.

Bang bang bang, the two of them went through dozens of moves again. In this narrow dungeon, sword shadows crisscrossed, iron cables rolled, sword cables intersected, and sparks shot out.

The internal force surged, and the explosion sounded like thunder on the ground. The soil brush on the prison cell was shaken off, and water jets rose from the small pool next to it.

Although Ren Woxing was very angry, after fighting for so long, he could see Jingzhou's martial arts skills.

It's really talented people from all over the world!

If he was not bound by iron chains, he would still be able to exert [-]% or [-]% of his skill. Now that his hands and feet are bound, he has been imprisoned for more than ten years. After fighting for so long, he can't even use [-]% of his skill now.

Although there are a lot of internal forces in his body, he may only be able to mobilize a part of them, and a lot of that part can be used to suppress the internal forces of different species.

Facing Jing Zhou's sword shadows all over the sky, it was a bit difficult for him to deal with it. The key was whether the person in front of him was slippery or not. Even though he had deep inner strength, he might not have the strength to really fall on him.

Jingzhou's swordsmanship is like the wind, and the sword shadows all over the sky penetrate into every hole. Even if Ren Woxing is hard-spoken, he has to admit that the person in front of him is much better at swordsmanship than himself.

At this time, the four friends of Meizhuang who were waiting outside heard the roar, and each of them opened their eyes wide, and their eyes were filled with disbelief.

How much internal strength does it take to fight with such momentum?

One of them asked: "Brother, who do you think is stronger, this evil master or Ren Woxing?"

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