Black Wizard Zhu Peng

Bloodline grudge is the way of evil demon, very way!

Its characteristics are very distinct, the destructive power is not strong in the same level of fighting spirit, but the lethality for life forms is very terrifying and outstanding.

Use your own blood to boost the power of fighting spirit, use the blood of the enemy to restore your own body, and control the balance between the two with crazy self-damage and damage, and finally form a terrifying combat power.

Dancing lightly above the slender steel wire in the sky of 10,000 meters is a typical feature of the Dao Martial Arts of Demons.

Just like the cold and tall and thin old man of Wuzong in the foreign land, he has avoided Liu Jinghong's must-kill and must-win sword lore with the incredible change in the form of a blood flame demon bat.

In the desperate situation, violently counterattacked, the blood flame demon bat merged with the human form, and cut it down with a single knife... At that moment, all the martial artists with enough cultivation bases could see clearly.

The moment the tall and thin old man swung his knife to slash, his whole body was already exhausted, and he poured all his own blood and vital energy into the "Blood Knife Kill".

It can be said that if Liu Jinghong dodges or blocks the knife, this foreign bloodline Wuzong himself will quickly dry up and die.

However, Liu Jinghong couldn't avoid it, and it was impossible to block the opponent's full vitality that poured into him, that might explode with a slash!

He counterattacked with crazy self-harm, betting his life at the limit of the sword, and at the moment when the opponent hit the sword, his energy and blood made up.

The final result is that after the tall and thin exotic Wuzong defeated Liu Jinghong, his aura was even stronger and wicked than when he first played, even though Gale Sword Master couldn’t leave enough at the moment he was hit hard. A heavy counterattack, but it was useless.

After devouring most of Liu Jinghong's life qi and blood, that point of counterattack was quickly healed and restored under the perfusion of vigorous vitality.

The bloodline martial arts, dancing lightly on top of the steel wire, is indeed unique and strange.

"This is troublesome. Mr. Liu underestimates the enemy and abandons his sword. Now the old bat below has swallowed most of his life essence. The power of his magic power has doubled in a short period of time. Even Master Fuhui can hardly surrender and suppress him. "Yang Cai'er is now of blood lineage, and he is also cultivating blood line fighting spirit. It is also the dark people who have been fighting and suppressing all the year round. Naturally, he knows the strengths and weaknesses of this kind of fighting spirit.

Talking at this moment, the voice is not loud or small. But with Yang Cai'er as the center, it spread in all directions, and the martial artists of the surrounding Chinese Samurai Association could hear clearly.

………Light-type fighting Qi originally restrained blood-type fighting Qi, especially the Buddhist monk Fuhui, one of the eight masters of the Chinese Samurai Association, is extremely profound in his Dharma practice. He himself has cultivated a semi-created future with the Arahant status (Daoist) After the Buddha descended to the world to suppress magic power, after he had cultivated to a certain level, gold blood was flowing in his veins, and the positive energy concentration was thrown out of the nine streets of holy water. He was undoubtedly a dark creature, a negative energy life, and a terrible opponent that he least want to encounter ；

However, the Buddhas and demons restrain each other. When the Buddha eliminates the demons and rises, the bloodline fighting spirit will in turn restrain the light power such as the future Guangming Buddha's demon art.

Before he swallowed Liu Jinghong's blood, the old man off the court might not be able to beat the old monk Fuhui, but at this moment, the old monk Fuhui might just give him a meal.

If it succeeds in swallowing Fuhui's life essence, the ghost knows how much the next one will be increased, and then no one can control it...

"Amitabha!" After a moment of hesitation, Fuhui grabbed the iron rod beside her and stood up between the table. At this moment, a palm was pressed on his shoulder again.

"Master, you have hesitated in your heart. The chance of winning this battle will be reduced by two levels. There is no need to force the end. Let me do it." With that, the arm exerted force to force Monk Fuhui down, while Zhu Peng Carrying that dark beheading sword, step by step into the battlefield.

When she reached Li Daoman's seat, Li Qinglian, who was sitting there, stretched out her hand and grabbed Zhu Peng's sleeve, and said with a constipated expression: "Brother, can you do it? No, don't do it."

"Hurry up and let go of the movie of the dead girl, don't affect my domineering look. I will be a girl in her twenties, and she looks like a tomboy without any femininity... Looking back at the leaning posture of Marianna, it is full of Worried eyes, impeccably beautiful black long straight soft girl." Stretching out his left hand, grabbing Li Qinglian's small flat head, Zhu Peng's big hand expanded slightly, almost covering the girl's little girl. Head.

After a period of wanton ravages and raves, the wicked man walked off the battlefield step by step and faced the fierce and violent exotic Wuzong.

"Iron Winged Tiger, Zhu Peng!?"

Holding the scarlet scimitar, the tall and thin old man asked in a hoarse voice. At this moment, his back slightly bowed forward, and his figure shrank by two points. It seemed that he had been injured in the battle just now.

However, a real master with enough cultivation level can feel that the vindictive energy and spirit that this guy envelops his body is burning like a fire, which is actually almost twice as powerful as when he was just playing against Liu Jinghong. !

To a certain extent, he used Gale Sword Saint Liu Jinghong as a warm-up tool.

"Precisely in the next, seniors can have any last words to say, if you don't say it, it will be too late."

The two powers are planning to merge, and they definitely know how much they know each other. It's just that the art of war is strange and positive. Li Qinglian of the Chinese Samurai Association is strange. The mentality of the warriors who killed the younger generation of Vientiane Mountain collapsed and their morale collapsed.

The Wu Zong, who had a blood-line fighting spirit, was a rare soldier of the Vientiane Mountain. After the shot, he was caught off guard by the Chinese Warrior Association. When the tall and thin old man killed Liu Jinghong in mid-air, if Liu Jinghong's vitality as an alchemist were not strong enough, the power that burst out on the verge of death was amazing. At this moment, I am afraid it is not seriously injured, but directly Already dead.

The guy in front of him was acting as the killer, and the alchemist of the Chinese Samurai Association could see this clearly.

Therefore, after Zhu Peng gave the ceremony, he directly asked the other party what last words to say, the killing intent was particularly clear.

"A junior who has practiced martial arts for less than 30 years, dare to shout in front of me, I have killed more people than you have ever seen!"

"To slaughter civilians, only the courage to swing a knife at someone weaker than yourself, and to hide the knife in the face of the strong and say that soldiers are not tired of fraud... Don't be funny, you are also worthy of talking about'wu'."

"Little bastard!"

"Old monster."

boom! Boom! !

The two of them couldn't say a few words to each other, and the next moment was accompanied by a fierce weapon collision, and they crashed together. The tall and thin bloodline boss swung a knife and slashed, his whole body vigorously fighting like a torrent.

Zhu Peng's horizontal sword blocked the heavy black sword in his hand that seemed to swallow all light. Although it did not have any power enchantment, it was just a whiteboard, but its material itself was not inferior to any legendary or even epic warrior. Especially the terrible will attached to this sword body is beyond the control of non-spiritors or extraordinary figures.

On both sides of the battle, both are scarlet and **** fighting spirits, but the body of the tall and thin Wuzong bloodline has hundreds of millions of ghosts crying and crying, and every slash is accompanied by a grieving soul. Life.

In contrast, Zhu Peng’s dark red and **** fighting spirit is as condensed as one, pure and introverted. Although only a strong second-tier rank, the pure and powerful fighting spirit is even three points better than the opponent's legendary fighting spirit, and only filled with it The spiritual mark of Zhu Peng alone!

The two people struggled with each other in a grudge.

Sword fights and clashes. In most fights, the opponent's scimitar slashed down, and Zhu Peng's horizontal sword blocked it. However, every time that foreign Wuzong's vindictiveness could not be completely suppressed, Zhu Peng used his sword skills to help him. The truncation prevented him from fully exerting his strongest strength of grudge, and even the figure of the person was beaten out. This is the force of twisting and twisting in a straight spiral in martial arts.

Daomen are too high-handed, especially good at counterattacks with straight, deviated strength, and even counterattack by taking advantage of the momentum!

(Fuck, is the little **** bear human? How could his sword pressure and wrist strength be so strong?)

The **** shadows flew, and the foreign Wuzong, who was blessed by the bloodline fighting qi, relied on his own more sophisticated fighting qi state to quickly circle Zhu Peng and slash to kill.

The arc of the knife is mysterious, and the trajectory of the knife is completely natural, especially after the combination of swordsmanship and body skills, it can be clearly seen that it is a set of extremely sophisticated killing swords.

When the wrist shook a little, there seemed to be yin wind and evil spirits flashing and changing in the light of the sword, fierce and terrifying!

However, under the pure heart of the sun, Zhu Peng clearly observed all these changes one by one.

His body speed cannot be better than the third-order legendary fighting qi blessing, and the flashing movement is like a ghostly alien Wuzong. But the big sword in his hand is like a wheel, blocking vertically and horizontally. As long as the opponent's blade trajectory is seen first, even if the speed is slow, as long as there is no absolute gap, it is not irreparable.

This is the terrible thing about Dan Dao Renxian. With the blessing of this legendary realm, it can make up for the lack of many paper data.

In particular, bloodline fighting energy is relatively limited in strength, while Zhu Peng’s physical strength is quite exaggerated. This has caused that exotic Wuzong in every sword fight, although his own fighting energy is stronger than his opponent, but he has an advantage. Before the sexual vindictiveness was overwhelmed, his figure had already been beaten into flight by Zhu Peng. The very different weights of weapons in the two hands are also an important factor in the immediate situation.

During the banquets on both sides, I saw the bloodline Wuzong violently attacking a Chinese warrior who was not a strong second-order Chinese warrior, but he couldn't attack for a long time in front of the Senran sword cast by the opponent.

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On the battlefield, at this moment, Zhu Peng’s muscles swelled and contracted like a dragon and snake, and the black veins undulated endlessly. The more he fought, the more blood and qi churned to stimulate more and deeper vigorous potential in the body. Practicing masters, and possessing the weakened version of muscle control ability in a non-demon state, he can easily cut with a single sword to make up for the lack of power of the second-order fighting spirit.

The double blessing of the first special effect of the blood killing tactic is accelerated, and the second special effect penetrates, and it crushes the opponent's blood quarrel on the fighting qigong method. The most important thing is the supply of witchcraft to Zhu Peng in the past two years. The foundation of martial arts that is too heavy has been fed.

At this moment, under the blessing of Alchemy Taoist Wonderland, all of them broke out, making him abruptly using pure martial arts violence to gradually overwhelm an old and fierce legendary martial arts master.

When the opponent's strength was insufficient, and his mentality was gradually chaotic, Zhu Peng stood up with his sword and blocked him. The huge pressure caused his muscles to explode and swelled, even bursting into the originally loose robe... In the next moment, Tai Chi Swordsmanship, counter-fencing taking advantage of the momentum to fight back!

This bloodline Wuzong seemed to be unable to attack for a long time, and some of his spirits fluctuated. At this moment, Zhu Peng suddenly fought back, sealed his sword, and took advantage of the momentum to counterattack. He did not react for a while!

Huhuhuhuhuhuhu...The hurricane swiftly passed by, dozens of swords slashed past like a storm, and the lightning fast and ferocious sword light instantly enveloped the whole body of the bloodline boss.

Wudang secret sword, whale-killing style.

It is of course impossible for a person to kill a giant whale with only one blow. Therefore, this type of secret sword is a combination of countless quick-cuts that penetrate the whole body's strength. Because of the exaggerated requirements for the muscles, bones, skin and physical strength, non-alchemy masters cannot practice, and once the practice reaches the extreme, count Tens of hundreds of heavy slashes were shot in an instant, because the extreme speed even produced a powerful attack like a sword!

The power is so powerful that humans can kill whales with swords.

The epee pierced the air and issued a fierce sword wind whistling, covering the opponent, the majestic and terrifying sword crushed the ground on the ground inch by inch, flying sand and rocks, dusty, **** glow.

In front of such a terrifying sword move, the bloodline boss was disintegrated in an instant...The heavy sword passed by, and patches of blood flame bats screamed and danced.

"Squeak" sounded like a flurry of demons, chaining up and spreading huge sound waves, like an air bomb centered on the entire arena, with a bang, the air exploded and spread out on all sides.

In the face of such a strange sonic boom, even Zhu Peng buzzed his head, and when his palm was loosened, the dark sword was carried away by hundreds of blood flame bats, and the other part of these bats He condensed in midair and turned into a tall and thin old man with a pale complexion.

He stared at Zhu Peng with incomparably greedy eyes, then glide down like a bat, pounced violently, and bit on Zhu Peng's neck...the overall situation was settled.

Seeing this scene before him, all of Wuzong in the foreign land breathed a sigh of relief, because being bitten by this old ghost would control his vitality and the prey would no longer be able to resist.

Zhu Peng's natural defense force field and bodyguard fighting spirit all played a role, but quickly disintegrated in front of the ten fingers of the blood boss that implied the sharp knife energy, the special effect of the boss's legendary blood knife was the blood melt. If the ice is condensed by water or the water is melted, it can spread around the sword master if necessary to form an armor-like sword air defense.

In front of the legendary rank Wu Zong and the legendary Scimitar, Zhu Peng's dual defense of magic and vindictiveness is not weak, but it can only be quickly broken.

However, at that moment, Zhu Peng, who was still able to react in a dizzy state, grabbed the opponent's shoulders and neck with both hands backwards, but at this time the opponent's mouth was already biting on his neck.

With nearly three hundred people from the Chinese Samurai Association and the foreign martial arts sect, plus six hundred maids, Zhu Peng hugged an ugly old man with a pale face, and the two rolled from the left to the right of the arena. Rolling from the right to the left of the arena... In the end, the old man couldn't stand Zhu Peng's enthusiasm. He struggled desperately to escape from the arms of the muscular man, vomiting blood while he was full.

But Zhu Peng took two breaths, rubbing his neck and stood up from the ground.

"Suck, why don't you stop?"

While talking, Zhu Peng clenched his fists. At this time, in addition to the fighting spirit and flames of the blood killing tactic, there was Kogas's "Terror Sting" ability haunting his fists.

And at this moment, the bloodline boss with the extremely ugly face was holding his stomach while vomiting blood out. One of his arms wanted to be lifted, and he couldn't even lift it up... This is why Zhu Peng chose to fight him. , No matter how to cultivate blood magic power, the carrying capacity of human beings has an upper limit.

This bloodline boss actually **** blood instead of blood. The life essence contained in it is actually blood in Eastern terms.

Normal people have limited blood and essence, so he can naturally **** and suck, and **** it happily.

However, a humanoid life wants to drain the blood of a giant dragon, even the legendary blood clan with roots in the red does not dare to be so imaginative. Zhu Peng can be killed with a single knife, except that it is impossible to be sucked to death by someone's mouth. After he discovered that this old man had the habit of frustrating the enemy to **** blood~www.readwn.com~ to complete his own state, Zhu Peng had already decided I lost my opponent... Ordinary people are bitten by blood bosses, and they can’t move the essence of their life, but Zhu Peng can hold him after being bitten and open the ground (基♂情の) Hell rolls big The trick is because this blood boss can't completely control the vitality of the bitten person.

So he was embarrassed. An old man, even if he was a master of martial arts, was a king of horizontal training with muscular tendons like Zhu Peng, a human-shaped tank, and rolled on the ground. The taste was too sour and refreshing. After rolling twice, he The fighting spirit of the whole body was worn out, and many bones in his whole body were broken. However, the more so, the more he had to **** blood, because this was his only means to win and counterattack.

After all, he had been sucked a lot of blood. After strenuous exercise, Zhu Peng was in a trance. He was caught by the old guy who had already been forced to the limit in his arms and broke free.

However, Zhu Peng immediately followed and stood up. At this moment, large patches of purple-black tattoos appeared on the surface of this man's skin. He threw on the old man in front of him like an evil tiger, and bit his neck with one bite.

I saw the old man shrinking and getting smaller and smaller. Finally, when Zhu Peng released his arms and spit out a mouthful of filthy blood, there were only a few strands of broken clothes left in his arms. From the outside, it looked like Zhu Peng general. That exotic Wuzong ate his food!