My luck can go against the sky

Among the soldiers who formed the phalanx, a large number of people fell as soon as the pill was swallowed.

Someone stood, stretched out their hands, and nurses in military uniforms began to inject.

The expression is calm and firm.

Tears, all over his face.

The moment the medicine entered the body, someone fell down again, one after another, silently dying.

Stand up straight, lift the knife, and enter the dense fog.

As the commander of this army, Liu Xiangqian panted heavily and carried a knife.

He kept muttering.

"Five hundred, half dead."

"Damn, half dead!"

"How can I explain to their family!"

"War, missing?"

"Damn natural disasters, deceitful anomaly investigation bureau!"

Go forward, keep going.

In the thick fog.

One by one, the sleeping figures stood up, with red light in their eyes. With a movement, they rushed forward, tearing everything apart, tearing everything they saw.

The roars, screams, and screams completely dragged the entire Jiangxia City into the quagmire of chaos.

Panicked footsteps sounded loudly.

On the street, there were desolate figures everywhere, looking around blankly.

The figure surged, and the transformed person rushed forward, opened his mouth, and shredded.

One figure after another fell into transformation again, waiting for them to open their eyes and open their mouths.

Crimson, sharp fangs.

Han Zirong looked at everything in front of him clearly, looked at the rejuvenating needle lying in his hand, and pierced it fiercely.

In the air, Xiezi looked at him indifferently, without the slightest intention of lowering his figure.

"Kill me, the fog will clear, but the city will be completely chaotic."

"Eat by me, this fog will never clear!"

He looked at Han Zirong indifferently.

"Or you come up and are eaten by me willingly, and I will leave immediately to restore everything to its original state."

Han Zirong looked up and looked at Xie Zixing.

"who are you?"

"Why do you do this?"

Xie Zixing looked at Han Zirong suspiciously: "Changsheng, don't you want to?"

"I really envy you, there are orthodox traditions to learn, elders can teach you, and can support you on the road to longevity."

"I'm such an evil cultivator without your things, so I have to do this."

"You don't blame me?"

"Forget it, you won't blame me if you eat you."

"Introduce, cult of corpses, evil spirits."

"Same as you, Jindan."

After all, the figure moved, and quickly descended.

Han Zirong also stood up at the same time, feeling the majestic and constantly emerging aura in his body, with a long roar, his figure rose.

Throwing the Wannian Peach Wood Sword in his hand, it stabbed Xie Zixing.

The mahogany sword flew around in the air, leaving a phantom in the air, and went straight to Xie Zixing.

Xie Zixing looked at the peachwood sword flying indifferently, his mind moved and wanted to control the peachwood sword.

"Didn't your elders teach you swordsmanship?"

"Forget it, let me teach you."

As the voice fell, the peach wood sword that had originally flew upward suddenly fluttered in the air crookedly.

Upon seeing this, Han Zirong's face changed, and he drew out his life, plunged the needle into the blood vessel, swallowing blood.

"Hack you to death!" Han Zirong shouted sharply and slammed into Xie Zixing.

Xie Zixing sneered, his body suddenly soared, and his clothes broke instantly. He waved his big hand and patted Han Zirong.

"Blood palm!"

A strong bloody smell suddenly emerged from Xie Zixing's body, and then immediately condensed towards his left hand.

The palms intersect.

The blade groaned and snapped at the waist. The rest of the blade was no longer spiritual, except for the stench.

Han Zirong flicked his hand, discarding his standard and slammed his fist upward.

Xiezi laughed, opened his hand, as if he was about to embrace Han Zirong, and bumped him.

Han Zirong snorted coldly, and the gold bell of his body watch was launched outrageously.

Xie Zixing's blood spewed out, enveloped in front of him, offsetting the golden light.

boom!

The two smashed into each other.

The golden light shattered and the blood dissipated.

With Han Zirong as the center, a wave of air suddenly spread outward.

The thick fog covering Jiangxia City suddenly made a big hole, which was quickly filled in.

Fist to fist, flesh to flesh, brazenly hit.

The evil child smiled, "Happy!"

Han Zirong glared at him: "Have fun!"

"Kill you!"

After all, he ran into it again.

Straight punch, whip leg, uppercut, no tricks, routines.

The two of them also fell quickly and hit the ground hard.

Suddenly, the air wave flew, and the dust and mist floated, spreading outward, like a wave, constantly sweeping forward.

The whole Jiangxia City is shaking like the ground and the mountains.

Tall buildings collapsed, the ground cracked, and rivers flowed back in a short moment, filling the streets.

The dust and fog dissipated, and Han Zirong knelt on the ground, blood flowing on his body.

The long scars stretched from the left shoulder to the right waist, as if the whole person had been cut.

His right hand shrugged on his shoulders, shaking with his breath.

Xiezi vomited blood in his mouth, and the ground suddenly made a harsh corrosion sound.

A fang in his mouth was broken, and his chest was sunken.

The two looked at each other, and no one moved.

The wind sounded.

The two of them were like electricity and moved forward again.

Then all flew out.

Hit into the building, hit the ground.

Han Zirong lay in the building, looking at the ruined room, and thought, this should be a girl's room, even the wallpaper is pink.

Unfortunately, there is blood on the wall.

Han Zirong stood up slowly, with a pain in his waist, looked down, and his rib was broken.

Looking up, looking at Xie Zixing who was about to get up not far away, he immediately pinched the Jue with both hands and screamed.

The whole body's aura also surged crazily at this time.

"Huang Huang Tianwei, cast my god thunder!"

"Nine Sky Profound Thunder, eager like a law!"

There was a boom.

Thunder began!

The thunder cloud condensed, and the thunder within it rolled, and as Han Zirong's voice fell, the last bit of aura was dissipated.

One after another, the mysterious thunder descended and slashed towards the evil son.

Xie Zixing, who had just gotten up, looked at the fast flying Xuan Lei, snorted and opened his hand.

"I will use your profound thunder to refine your body!"

After that, his stature rose and flew towards Thunder Cloud.

"I use my body to refine my corpse!"

"Lei San, Yuan Yingcheng!"

Xiezi shouted frantically and went straight to Thundercloud.

Han Zirong's complexion suddenly changed, his feet dropped heavily, and his figure quickly climbed towards Xie Zixing.

"Want to become Yuan Ying, have you asked me!"

After all, hit Xie Zixing heavily.

Blood energy, golden light, constantly gushing.

Screams and screams kept ringing.

Blood dripped from the air and hit the ground heavily.

Lei Luo, the bodies of the two entangled suddenly froze, and slowly descended.

Thunder bursts and thunder keeps falling.

Both Xie Zixing and Han Zirong lost consciousness, and then recovered, ignoring the mysterious thunder in the sky and collided together.

Open your mouth and bite down.

Throw out your punches, drop demons!

Swallowing sound, crashing sound, weird fusion.

Han Zirong thought, looking at the thousand-year-old mahogany sword lying motionless on the ground, stretched out his hand and pointed at Xie Zixing.

The thousand-year peach wood sword automatically turned into a stream of light without wind, stabbing Xie Zixing.

Xiezi screamed, madly, hugged Han Zirong tightly, opened his mouth, and bit down hard.

"eat you!"

Xuan Lei fell.

Lei Guang enveloped the two of them.

The golden bell on Han Zirong's body lit up again, hovering outside his body.

With a bang, the golden light shattered.

Screams rang out in unison.

The two landed heavily again, separated, lying on the ground, looking at each other.

Xie Zixing propped up and crawled forward.

"Want to die with me, you are not qualified yet!"

Han Zirong rolled over, sat down, and stared at Xie Zixing.

Thunder resounded through the sky again.

Nine Heavens Profound Thunder fell.

roar!

Xie Zixing turned over, stared, and looked into the air.