Ji Xiaomo said coldly: "You don't want to find out who killed her and avenge her? It's heartless and unjust."

"She is her, I give it back to me. Everyone crosses their own bridges and walks their own roads. She is the eldest lady, and I am a desperado." Zuo Wuzhou was indifferent, letting her do whatever she wanted and not being moved by it.

A punch blasted a hole in the air. Zuo Wuzhou smoothly took advantage of the lightly dancing hair and wiped away the dirt from her face. His expression couldn't be more calm. He put her into the hole and buried her.

I grabbed a stone and smoothed it, and there was a line on the book: "The Tomb of Chengqingwu."

"She has longed for the poetic romance of the soul cultivation world in her life. I hope she can achieve her wish in the next life." Zuo Wuzhou patted the tombstone and concentrated on it for a long time. He said lightly: "Ashes will return to dust, and soil will return to dust. Go away."

The past is like the wind, and the thoughts are like smoke. Nothing more than that.

The eleven Martial Lords of Frost Star Kingdom chased after them one after another. However, they could not catch up with the speed of Martial Lord and Martial Emperor, so they had to return.

Seeing the four corpses of Lord Wu in the other courtyard, I felt frightened. I wanted to leave, but I couldn't. Emperor Dai Wu was fighting. It would be unreasonable for them to just leave.

In this way, the Eleven Martial Lords could only wait with anxiety and restlessness. On the one hand, they were frightened, and on the other hand, they encouraged each other: "Emperor Dai Wu will definitely kill those two Martial Lords, and even if he fails, he can be injured."

Cheng Taiyang and Cheng Shifeng stayed with the Martial Lords cautiously, completely unaware of life and death outside the other courtyards.

They looked at each other, each with their own thoughts and uneasiness. They just said: "What can we do? Lin Zhou and the female Wu Jun easily killed the four great Wu Jun. If Emperor Dai Wu is not the opponent, then Lin Zhou

Aren’t you going to come back to take revenge?”

The more he thought about it, the more his hair stood on end and he sweated like rain: "Lin Zhou's courtship failed. This man is so cruel, how could he not come to take revenge? He is Lord Wu, and it would be easiest for him to kill us."

Cheng Shifeng was wrong. If Zuo Wuzhou came to take revenge, it would not be because of Cheng Qingwu. It would be because of Cheng Lao Guanshi, who died miserably.

The more Cheng Shifeng thought about it, the more disheartened he became. He couldn't figure out how the original eighth-grade man suddenly turned into a Martial Lord. A year and a half ago, Cheng Lao Liu picked such a killer.

star.

The Hunwu Lord is a peerless strong man that Chengjia must look up to. A Hunwu Lord can dominate a small country. A Hunwu Lord can dominate a sect and a big country.

For a mere aristocratic family, Hunwu Lord is often the sky that overrides everything. If it is Hunwu Lord, then the sky will fall.

"I actually asked an assassin to kill him!" Cheng Shifeng turned pale and fainted, almost frightened himself to death.

There were more than ten people, and everyone was restless. Suddenly, these ten or so warriors were all shocked and trembling: "It's them, it's their aura. They are back!"

"Where is Emperor Dai Wu!" he said in the wind, and there was a sudden silence. He felt as if he was struck by lightning. He howled miserably: "Emperor Dai Wu is dead? Emperor Dai Wu can't defeat them? How is it possible?"

The martial masters all sensed it. These two people arrived so quickly, they were shocked and at a loss. Should they leave or stay?

After a moment's hesitation, several Martial Lords panicked and fled into the city desperately. So what if there were a dozen or so Martial Lords. Together, these two could kill even the Martial Emperor. They were nothing more than a dish. No matter what,

Where there is life, there is hope.

Immediately, one of the vanguards fled, causing commotion and fear among the other warriors. Just as they were about to escape, a sonorous word came out: "Chengjia, hand over the old steward Cheng, I will spare you!"

One after another, two black shadows flew through the air. Ji Xiaomo, who was leading the way, stamped his feet when he saw Wu Zun fleeing. Zuo Wuzhou's eyes were filled with cold light, and his heart was as solid as a rock: "Don't you want to encircle me? Haven't you?"

You've done it once, how can you let it go!"

The "Fire Law Boundless" exploded. It exploded like an incendiary bomb, instantly igniting the sky and the earth with angry flames.

Ji Xiaomo was horrified. She practiced Thunder Soul and also created a set of movement techniques. It was slightly inferior to the "Boundless Fire Technique" but still had a big advantage. But compared with this "Boundless Fire Technique", her speed was only slightly superior.

, but "Boundless Fire Technique" is more suitable for combat.

"The law of fire is boundless" is really like a realm. Once it is used, Zuo Wuzhou becomes like a god of fire. The overwhelming flames sweep over everything, which is really terrifying. In this way, the meaning of "boundless" is obtained.

It's really like a tiger descending from the mountain, a dragon coming out of the sea, punches rising and falling, the "boundless fire method" combined with the "seven killing fists" really brings the ordinary routine boxing skills to the extreme.

Such a set of ordinary boxing techniques, performed by Zuo Wuzhou, is comparable to the fighting skills of Fahun. It is precisely the arrogance that subsides the sky and the killing intent that fills the sky. It is like having the power of the God of War, and it has an invincible fighting force.

The iron arm is as strong as a mountain, and its swing is powerful. Anyone who touches it will have broken bones and flesh. It is really a killing that will move the world and the earth, and the blood will flow like a river.

Zuo Wuzhou was not full of hatred, but he was extremely clear-headed and full of fighting spirit. He had not had such a happy battle for a long time, and after a while, he killed several people in succession, and he laughed happily: "Okay, okay,

A good man should be strong and strong, and a real man should be happy.

Killing is a thousand miles away. The moon is dark today. Killing is bright and smooth!

I don’t ask for things to go as I wish. I don’t ask for everything to go smoothly. I just want a pair of iron arms to smooth the path of soul cultivation. I am myself, why should I worry about others. I am strong-willed. I will live and die in my actions. If I kill others, why

Cherish the world stained with blood.

After going through this calamity, I have tempered myself, sharpened my heart, and sharpened my will. Everything will no longer be hindered by my heart, and the seven emotions and six desires will no longer be able to shake my heart.

Family, friendship, and love have all been tasted. How can one be considered complete without the taste of love or the calamity of love? Only now is it complete.

Once the fire of love is tempered, it fills the last gap, and it is the perfect fortification that has an iron heart and courage that has no flaws or weaknesses."

Emotions are hard to move, thoughts are hard to get away from. The will remains unchanged, and the heart becomes stronger.

Only then can we have a flawless will, a flawless mind, and a perfect state of mind.

A bright red blood light broke through the sky, revealing his majestic appearance for the first time, but losing his head.

Zuo Wuzhou is like an evil tiger, and his free hand is as fierce as the waves. He roars like a raging King Kong, tearing a warrior alive. He grabs the sky, grabs the bloody head and strides over like a meteor!

A low roar sounded like a lion's roar: "Hand over Mr. Cheng!"

Such divine power shakes the sky and the earth, making people tremble with fear. This is the true face of the peerless killing god.
Chapter completed!