Mixed martial arts: I am the best in the world

Outside the battlefield, on a high mountain, there are thirteen figures haunting the mountains and forests. The leader is ugly and looks fierce.

But what is surprising is that such an ugly face is shimmering with peaceful light from time to time, just like an eminent monk.

"Boss, how come Prince Ming knows the Purple Qi Sword of Taichu? What is this person's identity? Why does he have so many martial arts? It's like a treasure house. There are no martial arts in the world that he can't do." A young man in purple suddenly asked. road.

"No one knows. Some people say that Wang is so talented that he can imitate any martial arts after just one look." The ugly man shook his head.

"It's impossible. Even if the moves can be simulated, they will never be so perfect. It's as if they were made by the original master. How can there be such a powerful person in the world." The young man in purple didn't believe this at all.

"Some people also say that his internal strength may be of Hunyuan nature, so he can simulate any martial arts." A woman in black suddenly said. There was a wound on her cheek, from the center of her eyebrow to her lip. The wound was like a centipede, hideous and terrifying.

"It would be a pity to kill such a person."

An old man said quietly.

"Lao San, if you don't kill him, then you have to. We, the Thirteen Thieves, rely on trust to travel around the world. Since we have promised others, we cannot break it. Otherwise, my reputation as the Thirteen Thieves will be ruined. Destroyed." The ugly man said suddenly.

"Hehe, I'm just talking. It's you who really make the decision. The boss is right. Since we have received other people's money, we have to do things for each other. Wow, what a big deal! It's really worth it for a Mingwang. "?" The old man's eyes flickered.

"Whether it's worth it or not, that's their business. We just collect the money and do the work." The ugly man said nonchalantly.

The Thirteen Thieves overseas often commit murders. As long as you give them money, the Thirteen Thieves will do things for them. So far, they have never failed.

Some time ago, someone sent five hundred thousand taels of gold just to kill King Ming.

After weighing the pros and cons, the Thirteen Thieves agreed without hesitation.

Not only because the other party gives you a lot of money, but more importantly because of the stimulation.

King Ming was so powerful that he was so powerful in the wilderness. Behind King Ming, there were faint shadows of the two major sects Taiqing and Shangqing. If King Ming was assassinated under such circumstances, why would the reputation of the Thirteen Thieves spread far and wide and be powerful all over the world.

As for whether it can succeed, or what will happen after success, it is not something that the Thirteen Thieves consider.

"Okay, let's go! The people on Netherworld Island are trash. Ten thousand people are born with blood pills. They can't do anything to help King Ming. If it's not stupid, it's nothing. In the end, we actually need us to deal with King Ming. It's really useless." The scarred woman Looking at Zhu Shou who was killing everyone in the crowd, a fierce smile appeared on his face. Make her even uglier.

"Let's go! It will be easier to deal with the chaos in the army, and it will be quite easy for us to escape." The ugly man saw Zhu Shou in the distance, and he couldn't hide the look of compassion on his face.

It seems that killing Zhu Shou is for Zhu Shou's good and to help him transcend.

The thirteen people's figures were erratic and gradually disappeared into the battlefield.

After all, he is a top assassin who is proficient in the art of assassination. Entering the rebel army is like entering and exiting an uninhabited land. Those blood elixir innates have not noticed these people at all, nor have they thought about the people and their goals. They all want to kill King Ming.

Zhu Shou was also unaware of these people.

His sword flashed, killing the enemies in front of him. Although there were many enemies, Zhu Shou didn't care. The innate talents of these people were purely accumulated with blood pills. They were violent by nature and had no strong power. But facing Zhu Shou's Sometimes, it cannot be used perfectly.

Their eyes were red, and the blood-evil aura was permeating their bodies. As time passed, these people were confused by the blood-evil aura. They only passively waved their swords, hoping to kill the powerful enemy in front of them.    This is the difference between normal congenital and ordinary congenital.

Zhu Shou's soul was clear, and the sword on the sword was very pure. Every time he swung it, like an antelope hanging its horns, it easily hit the enemy's vital part and then killed him.

"when!"

Suddenly, Zhu Shou's heart tightened, and he realized that something was wrong around him. There seemed to be some different people around him. He was alert, and he waved the sword in his hand, turning into a little starlight. The starlight enveloped his whole body, and he instantly noticed bursts of crashing sounds.

Gang Li also seemed to be affected, shaking constantly, as if he was about to collapse at any time.

"No, these guys are not blood elixir masters."

Zhu Shou looked at the enemy in front of him. There was murderous aura all over his body, but there was no flash of blood in his eyes. It was obvious that he was not a blood elixir innate, and he was not necessarily a person from Netherworld Island.

"who are you?"

Zhu Shou pulled away. Faced with this situation, Zhu Shou had no other choice but to avoid it. These guys in front of him seemed to have bad intentions.

Sure enough, as soon as he retreated, someone in the crowd followed him and came towards him.

It also made Zhu Shou understand that these people were different from those on Netherworld Island. They appeared here with a purpose.

After all, no matter who you are on Netherworld Island, as long as you stand in front of me, you are our enemy. These people's minds have long been overwhelmed by evil spirits.

As long as there is an enemy in front of him, he will step forward to fight with him.

If Zhu Shou escapes, these people will also find others to fight with, and will never appear behind Zhu Shou. This is the difference.

"King Ming, someone spent five hundred thousand taels of gold to kill you. Moreover, this is just the advance payment. After killing you, we will get more." A smile appeared on the corner of the ugly girl's mouth.

This smile not only lacks any sense of beauty, but also makes the other person look even uglier.

"assassin?"

Zhu Shou smiled slightly after hearing this. Suddenly, his figure was like catkins, moving with the wind. Although there were many enemies around him, the sword energy was so dense that there seemed to be no gaps.

However, Zhu Shou walked around very calmly, and no one could hurt Zhu Shou in the slightest.

It is Taiqingzong's unique skill Xiaoyaoyou, which looks very mysterious.

"Kill." The ugly man saw it clearly, and there was not much worry on his face. Instead, he gathered the strength of thirteen people and surrounded Zhu Shou with the intention of killing him.

"Thirteen thieves?"

At this time, a clear voice came, and Zhao Gongming's long sleeves were fluttering, falling easily next to Zhu Shou. The Dragon Tiger Jade Ruyi in his hand was easily raised, and he smashed the weapon in an assassin's hand to pieces. (End of chapter)