Chapter 67: Master Baodan Sweeps
Zhang Ziyu rolled his eyes and complained, "Is it you who pushes the limelight?"
The figures of the two were exposed in front of everyone, Peng Lianhu and the others changed their expressions and said in surprise, "It's them!"
Apparently, Huang Rong's gun and Zhang Ziyu's appearance of hammering sand to the sky had left a deep impression on them. Naturally, they were very apprehensive when they appeared at this time.
There was only one person whose expression was very different, revealing obsession and astonishment, and that was Ouyang Ke himself.
Although Ouyang Ke is an out-and-out lustful wolf, at the age of thirty-five or sixteen, he has plundered many women from good families as his concubines.
With his current appearance, it was obvious that he had taken a fancy to Huang Rong.
"Zhang Ziyu, kill that man in white."
Huang Rong noticed Ouyang Ke's eyes and showed disgust, so she said angrily to Zhang Ziyu.
Zhang Ziyu narrowed his eyes and said, "Coincidentally, I want to kill him too."
With a movement of his body, he used lightness kung fu to span tens of meters and jumped into the crowd.
I have to say that before cultivating the Tao and being able to fly, the lightness kung fu that killed Master Newton was still very good.
"Okay, throw yourself into the trap, and just kill you both."
When Yang Kang saw the person coming, he felt anxious, and just remembered the conflict that day, and he was about to kill Zhang Ziyu and Huang Rong immediately.
Not only did the two of them have enmity with him, but now they also knew about his background, so it was just right to kill him.
When Ouyang Ke heard it, he hurriedly said: "My lord, you can't kill that woman, so how about leaving it to me?"
Zhang Ziyu's face turned dark when he heard that, and he wanted to pick up his girl in front of him, you are really brave.
"Brother Zhang, be careful, they are very good at martial arts."
Guo Jing was also injured, and when he saw Zhang Ziyu coming down, he hurriedly called out to remind him.
"Don't worry, it's not a big problem."
Zhang Ziyu replied casually, but Wang Chuyi's face was tense, and he said: "Zhang Shaoxia, we should leave first, I'm afraid you won't be their opponent."
"The Taoist priest is good to rest, just take a look."
After Zhang Ziyu finished speaking, the tyrant's armor suddenly appeared on his body. Although it didn't deform, his appearance was much colder with the armor on.
"Let's all go together, you are all going to die today."
"Hmph, what a big breath."
Ouyang Ke was the first to dissatisfy, and with his quick lightness kung fu, he rushed to Zhang Ziyu in an instant. Master Lingzhi followed closely behind, holding a cymbal, and attacked Zhang Ziyu from the left, vowing to chop Zhang Ziyu up. into two halves.
Zhang Ziyu didn't dodge, stretched out his hand to pick it up, Qiu Chuji and Wang Chu's expressions changed drastically, the young man was too scared to protect his arms.
However, with a clang, Zhang Ziyu firmly held the cymbal, the sharp edge could not cut Zhang Ziyu's armor at all, and his steady arm was like an iron claw.
"Great monk, goodbye."
Zhang Ziyu raised his hand with Baji Fist, and then, like a lightning strike, he hit the cymbal hard, with a crackling sound, the cymbal was instantly shattered into pieces.
Master Lingzhi was taken aback, and his face changed suddenly. In desperation, he hit Zhang Ziyu's shoulder with his poisonous sand palm, trying to force back Zhang Ziyu's attack.
But Zhang Ziyu went forward instead, and when the poisonous sand palm hit, Zhang Ziyu raised his hand and punched him.
The punch was fierce, Master Lingzhi only felt a huge force coming, and then starting from the arm, the power was transmitted violently like a wave.
"click"
In an instant, Master Lingzhi's arm broke directly, and the white bone stubble pierced the arm, bringing out bright red blood.
Even under the protection of internal strength, the entire arm was broken and twisted, looking like a piece of twisted bamboo.
"my hand!"
Master Lingzhi wailed in pain, no matter how good his concentration was, seeing his arm like this was hard to hold back.
People with a discerning eye could already see that even if the Master of Lingzhi survived, he would probably be useless.
But will Zhang Ziyu let Master Lingzhi survive?
Obviously not.
At this time, Zhang Ziyu changed from his usual lazy appearance, and the aura of Baodan Grandmaster condensed in one place. At this time, Zhang Ziyu looked like a tiger descending the mountain, and also like a straight spear piercing the sky.
He took a step forward and grabbed Master Lingzhi with his hands, there was a cracking sound, his shoulder was shattered, and even the sternum line was destroyed by this grab.
If you look closely, you can see that this grasp has seven points of the charm of ancient martial arts, and three points of the sharpness of the destructive claws.
Master Lingzhi vomited blood and fell to the ground, his face was pale, like a piece of white paper. At this time, he had already exhaled more breath and less intake.
Looking at Ouyang Ke who was attacking at the same time, he already wanted to stop his movements, then turned around and fled.
This young man's imposing manner was no worse than that of his uncle Ouyang Feng, not even more serious.
"Can you run away?"
Ouyang Ke wanted to run, but Zhang Ziyu had already set his sights on him, and with a movement, he dodged in front of Ouyang Ke.
Ouyang Ke's face changed drastically: "My uncle is Ouyang Feng."
The situation is not good, call father immediately.
Zhang Ziyu smiled, "I know your father is Ouyang Feng, but it's useless."
As he said that, Zhang Ziyu stepped forward, and with an elbow, Ouyang Ke flew out, and then the bones protruded through his body, and a section of his spine was broken.
Blood stained his chest red, and he lost his breath in an instant.
"Let the arrow, let the arrow go!"
Zhang Ziyu killed the two strongest men in an instant, how could the rest of them, Peng Lianhu, dare to go forward, and fled to the soldiers with Yang Kang and the others, and immediately gave the order to shoot arrows.
At this time, the father and son couldn't care less about Bao Xiruo's life.
To kill this master of terror, the most important thing is for the two of them to survive.
Zhang Ziyu was dressed in armor, and he had also practiced horizontal kung fu. To him, arrows were just like scratching a tickle, no, not even as good as scratching a tickle.
However, Guo Jing and the others did not have such a tyrannical defense. When the arrow rain fell, they would definitely go offline.
The licker's claw appeared in Zhang Ziyu's hand, and then several tentacles exploded, sweeping the arrow rain directly into the air, and most of the arrows were swept by the tentacles in an instant.
On the roof in the distance, the rifle in Huang Rong's hand kept firing, the warrior reacted extremely fast, even if it wasn't a submachine gun, the rate of fire was still frighteningly fast.
After a while, many of the golden soldiers were killed by bullets, and the camp was in chaos, and there were many people who exclaimed about sorcery.
Zhang Ziyu moved and rushed into the formation. Peng Lianhu stood in front of Yang Kang and his son. Zhang Ziyu grabbed him with one hand. He didn't even have a chance to react, and was caught dead on the spot.
Wanyan Honglie and Yang Kang's complexion changed drastically, their hearts sank to the bottom, but they knew that there was no escape.
With their little kung fu, the person in front of them can kill them without a single move.
"Young man, please spare my life and Kang'er's life. I will agree to whatever you want."
Zhang Ziyu said: "Don't let it go, you will always have to pay it back when you come out to mess around. You are a golden man, your ancestors have been stained with blood on this land, and you are very smart, and you are still thinking about taking Yue Wumu's things. You should be killed." .”
Zhang Ziyu looked at Yang Kang, and Yang Kang didn't know what kind of mentality he was in. Between the ups and downs, his anger made him no longer suppressed.
"What about me! Why did you kill me? Is it because of what I call a thief as my father?"
Veins popped up on his face, what happened today was really unacceptable to him, and even now he wondered if it was all his fault?
Zhang Ziyu shook his head and said, "Who do you recognize as your father? I can't say whether it's right or wrong. Qiu Chuji's behavior is indeed dishonest, but since you recognize him as a golden man, you're going to kill me just now, so you have to die too." .”
After Zhang Ziyu finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to pinch their necks, and with a click, they died at the same time.
The Jin people were killed by Huang Rong's rifle and the lineup was in chaos. Now that the prince was dead, they were completely defeated and turned around to run away.
For a moment, the entire street was in a mess, leaving only corpses and blood stains, as well as the stunned Qiu Chuji people.
"Call it out"
Zhang Ziyu glanced at Qiu Chuji and Wang Chuyi in embarrassment. Both of them thought Zhang Ziyu was not good just now, but now they are slapped in the face.
Especially Qiu Chuji, who was directly called by Zhang Ziyu. Although he was hot-tempered, he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only look at Zhang Ziyu in embarrassment.
"Thank you, young hero, for saving me."
Qiu Chuji stood up reluctantly, and thanked Zhang Ziyu, after all, he was a disciple of Quanzhen, no matter how embarrassing he was, he had to be courteous.
Zhang Ziyu didn't even look at him, and said, "Don't thank me, this matter has nothing to do with you. Qiu Daochang, if you don't change your temper in the future, try to be alone as much as possible. It hurts others, and others are fateful, so I can't bear it."
"you"
"What are you, why don't I be Quanzhen's guest in heaven?"
Qiu Chuji's expression changed immediately, his face turned red and he dared not speak, although this person's martial arts are weird, but he is clearly one of the five masters, and he should not be easily provoked.
"Guo Jing, come out."