Cyber Daming

Looking at the cold finger tiger whizzing towards him, a trace of deep fear flashed in Matsuyama's eyes. He knew in his heart that many of the reasons why his body looked so fragile in Li Jun's hands were because of this purely offensive Mo Jia.

At the moment when the evil wind bit his face, Matsuyama gritted his teeth suddenly. As if his whole body had no spine, it unexpectedly bent to the side in an incredible way, barely grazing Li Jun's fist.

Like a swallow plundering the water, like a snake plundering the grass.

Songshan's collapsed figure suddenly straightened up and squeezed into Li Jun's side, attacking his face and abdomen with his fists.

Li Jun snorted angrily, and the green armor on his shirtless upper body appeared, stacked on top of each other, and a barbaric aura escaped.

boom!

Li Jun bowed his back slightly and used the Fuyuan Whale Armor to resist Matsuyama's abdominal punch. As for the other fist that was thrown in front of him, he broke it with his finger tiger again.

The crisp sound of broken bones and the muffled groan of surging blood sounded at the same time.

Li Jun's face slightly condensed. Songshan's fist was much heavier than he imagined. Among the sequences he had killed, it was only half as good as the Xia Hu of the Desolate World in the fifth chapter of the sect.

It's surprising that a body that has been tempered for thousands of years can be surpassed by cultivated flesh and blood.

Perhaps even if there hadn't been the "division of martial arts" that swept the entire Ming Empire, the martial arts sect would have lost its dominance sooner or later.

After Songshan was ambushed, he had the courage to choose not to escape, but to confront Li Jun head-on. Naturally, he had the confidence.

After all, he has many additional organs in his body, which were improved and cultivated using the genes of Wu Xu who died in his hands as 'seeds'.

Even in Songshan's strongest red worm rubbing clone, the 'seeds' have begun to take root and sprout, so it was possible to force Chen Qisheng out under the attack of Chen Qisheng from Dao Xu Sixth and the updated Lord Ma. Qisheng's last chance to hit the bottom of the box was to hit the ground.

The Spring Emperor ordered all things to come into being, and they are with me in the belly of the universe.

Matsuyama, who had finally successfully recovered his injuries, had bright eyes and an even more ferocious look on his face. He was chasing after Li Jun's vitals, with the middle door of his chest wide open, only attacking but not defending.

Inside the chest, which is invisible to the naked eye, the two hearts pump out waves of blood. The black and blue veins on the fists and feet are coiled around the iron-like muscles. The recovery speed of the injury is accelerated to the extreme, like a ferocious beast that is not afraid of death. , and for a time he was on par with Li Jundou.

"It shouldn't be. Did I make a mistake just now? Could it be that the variables were added wrong? That's not right either. It's the fifth of the Nongxu versus the sixth of the Lonely Xue of the Martial Arts."

Zou Sijiu looked at the scorching battlefield not far away, his face turned pale and ugly just now, and his lazy body stood upright involuntarily.

"How about calculating the chance of escape?"

In this kind of battlefield that doesn't look at tactics but only looks at the bloody battlefield, his dream-eating Birch from the Sixth Order of Yin and Yang doesn't have much use at all.

Just when the expression on Zou Sijiu's face changed, a clear voice suddenly sounded.

"Chonglou, rise."

Boom!

There was a sound that made people's chest feel tight, like a fist hitting the mud.

Zou Sijiu suddenly raised his eyes and saw Songshan's right arm from the fist to the shoulder. The entire arm seemed like a heavy car had rolled over it, and all the flesh and bones were broken and eroded.

Broken bones flew everywhere and blood splattered everywhere.

Only some adherent threads of flesh and blood were left, still shaking wildly, trying to regroup into a complete muscle.

Songshan's whole body was like a madman. The severe bone-eroding pain caused his recovery ability to further explode. The two arms on his back finally recovered at this moment, hooping Li Jun from the left and right, and the surviving left arm quickly smashed into Li Jun's head.

"Come!"

Li Jun's face was also full of anger. He used his elbows to block Songshan's embrace. His head shook and he actually hit the oncoming punch with his forehead.

Boom!

Matsuyama's left hand was rolled back and broken, and the bone stubble broke out of the flesh.

Li Jun's face was covered with blood, but there was a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

Fighting against evil and becoming a lone martial artist, was Li Jun ever afraid during his journey?

I saw a black shadow rising into the sky from the gap between the two of them. Li Jun's right foot was like an evil dragon reaching into the abyss, and hit Songshan's jaw hard.

boom!

Songshan's neck bones were pulled back by the huge force, a mouthful of blood sprayed out into the sky, and the two arms that were restraining Li Jun were helplessly released.

Li Jun, who had regained his freedom, stepped forward and hit his body with his elbows and knees, and struck his abdomen with his knees. He moved with his feet and swayed beside Songshan, and struck his flank with his right finger.

Matsuyama was knocked out of breath by a heavy blow, and his body suddenly bounced up, an inch high from the ground. A large amount of blood mixed with internal organ fragments choked out from his mouth and nose.

But what really shocked him was the ferocious force raging inside his body that he had never seen before!

This is the source of suppressing his recovery ability!

Chonglou rises, and then reaches its peak!

Li Jun turned his fist into a claw, turned his waist and sat on his crotch, clasped a left arm that grew out of Songshan's back, and used the force of twisting and turning to pull it off.

Phew!

Crimson blood spilled all over Li Jun's face, and the tip of his tongue stretched out from between his teeth uncontrollably, trying to lick these beautiful poisons so close at hand, but was cut off by two rows of white teeth that suddenly closed together.

The excruciating pain made Li Jun regain his composure, but his left hand fiercely slammed into Songshan's face and tore it open.

"ah!"

A shrill scream burst out of Songshan's throat, blood flowed from his eyes, and he staggered back. However, Li Jun swept his legs and knocked him down. Taking advantage of the situation, he grabbed Songshan's front door again with his dirty left hand. , fell directly!

The tiger climbs the mountain hard!

Matsuyama's neck bones, which had not fully recovered, were torn apart again, and his head hung limply on his shoulders. The mouth and nose, which had just begun to take on a human shape, were also torn apart. The entire face was bloody and unrecognizable.

But even though he was seriously injured, Matsuyama still didn't die, his eyes widening helplessly, full of fear and panic.

When the Chonglou reaches its peak, the sky will collapse and the earth will fall apart!

Continuous fists, packed with the overwhelming power of Zhonglou, hit Matsuyama's body, making a dense sound like a heavy rain breaking tiles.

Large globs of blood soaked under his twitching body, melting the snow, and being swallowed up by the hungry soil.

call!

Li Jun leaned over and punched him for the last time, hovering in front of Matsuyama's still vacant and absent-minded eyes. The surging punch force suddenly stopped due to the movement, making a crisp sound.

Red and black blood slowly condensed and dripped from the bloody finger tiger, hitting Matsuyama between the eyebrows with a splash.

"You swans can't turn over the sky of Inuyama Castle!"

Words fall, fists fall.

[Get 100 mastery points]

A line of small black characters appeared in front of Li Jun's eyes. The genes hidden deep in his bones were restless, constantly attacking the invisible door.

It's a pity that although the crack in the door has appeared, the shackles have not been broken, and the genes that follow the independent martial arts sequence are still unable to break out and regain a new life.

Li Jun pulled out his fist from the deep pit covered with flesh and blood fragments and slowly straightened his back. Now he already has all the conditions to break through the promotion order, but lacks the opportunity for final promotion.

That ritual can truly awaken the silent gene of Lonely Wu Xuwu from its slumber! A thrill strong enough to make one's heart tremble!

A single agricultural order and the Five Spring Emperor's Order were obviously not enough to meet such a requirement.

Where is the road? Li Jun has no answer in his mind at the moment, and he has no time to think about where to find the answer.

Li Jun raised his eyes and saw a tall and domineering figure standing on the top of the cliff!

The black feather cloth draped on the shoulders dances in the wind, and the golden light of the three dragon scales flows between the eyebrows. The coquettish tattoos of gods and ghosts on the arms are like living creatures under the light of the fire, dancing with forks and halberds, and the evil is infiltrating.

"It turns out that the variable I missed was him!"

Like a frightened rabbit, Zou Sijiu dragged the giant embroidered spring knife and ran behind Li Jun with his head buried in the air.

"Why don't you eat him? You must also feel that desire, right?"

Huang Shilie pointed to the corpse at Li Jun's feet, "Swallow the genes of the Five Spring Emperor's Order of Nong Xu, and you can break the Jin Xu."

"Break the lock of Wu Xu of the sect and follow your path?"

Li Jun kept unclenching and clenching his fists again, trying to wake up the blood in his body that suddenly became cold due to fear.

"They are both roads, what's the difference?"

"One is a desperate situation of death, and the other is a smooth road to the sky."

Li Jun looked sternly, "If it were you, how would you choose?"

"I had no choice."

Huang Shilie laughed at himself, "But the desperate situation in your eyes is actually the rare way of survival that I have struggled for all these years. This is really ironic."

He paused for a moment, half-smiling, "However, if you don't choose to move forward with me this time, and insist on separating from each other, then from now on we will be enemies rather than friends."

"Wu Xu's pot is not big, and there is no room for two spoons to grab the food. You and I are destined to have a winner, so there is no need to act pretentious here."

Li Jun looked contemptuous, "Besides, I have many friends in this Inuyama City, and you are not missing."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of wind behind him.

"I didn't expect that the owner of the Huangshi Group, one of the four major companies in the Japanese District, would sneak into Inuyama Castle alone and quietly. It is really a rare thing. Do you want me to help you spread the news to the entire Japanese District Jinyiwei? Let everyone come and watch the excitement and listen to the surprise?"

Xie Bian stopped and stood on the left side of Li Jun. His abdomen was covered with thick bandages. His face was pale and there was no blood at all. Only a pair of eyes were pulsing and frighteningly bright!

"A little character named Xu Qi Cha Shi who didn't even bother to bow his head after being trampled to death, is he the friend you call him?"

Huang Shilie crossed his arms and looked stern, his long hair shawl dancing wildly in the wind.

"Master Dao said that he smelled something terrible. It turns out it's you, a Japanese, who has such a loud voice."

On a dirt bag behind Li Jun, Chen Qisheng, who was wearing a Taoist robe in tatters, was squatting there with a look of laziness on his face. A light-colored tail flame was swimming back and forth on his head. Only when he looked closely could he see the handle and the A jet-black flying sword of the same color as the long night.

Huang Shilie's eyes closed slightly, "Are you the Taoist Celestial Master who was almost beaten to death by the old Toyotomi?"

"The debt between me and the blacksmith must be settled with him sooner or later. However, Master Tao, I am not only the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, but also the No. 1 special guest of the Hundred Houses of Jinyi Guards in Inushan City, Chen Qisheng!"

Three carved talismans and seals hang behind the Taoist, glowing with green light.

Huang Shilie sneered and said: "Pretend, do you still have the authority to invite Tao Ancestor?"

"If Master Tao says there is, he must have it."

Chen Qisheng flicked his fingers and said, "If you are not convinced, you can give it a try."

"Master Ma, Master Ma~"

A cheerful voice jumped out from the finger on Li Jun's fist.

"Girl, be good, Master Ma will play with you later."

The black ink armor took a step forward, and the front armor peeled off layer by layer, covering Li Jun's shirtless body.

A red eye fell in front of Li Jun's eyebrows, and an old voice filled with anger came out, "The No. 2 special guest of the Hundred Houses of Jinyi Guards in Inushan City, Lord Ma!"

"What a fool, today is such a crazy day. Why are there so many people anxious to come and die?"

A ferocious voice sounded from far away, and Fan Wujiu, who was covered in blood, finally arrived and stood at Li Jun's right hand.

The Xiuchun knife in his hand has been chipped and curled, and the 'Beiwei' on his shoulder is still covered in a strong and pungent smell of gunpowder smoke.

"Is your name Huang Shilie?"

Zou Sijiu fell at the end, and the expression on his face became solemn and solemn. He wiped his temples with his hands and rearranged his messy hair.

Although Wu Xu was not a good person, how could Yin Yang, who was determined to fight for his life, be just a giant rat?

"The loyalty is great."

Huang Shilie still had a contemptuous smile on his lips, "But it's a pity that trash fish will always be trash fish. No matter how many people gather, they can't make any big waves."

"If you're not convinced, you can give it a try."

Li Jun repeated what Chen Qisheng had just said, leaned over and grabbed a ball of soil mixed with Songshan's blood at his feet, "This location has good feng shui, and it's just right to bury you."

The armor blades spread out, the air flow was disturbed, and Li Jun's brows filled with murderous intent passed by.

The finger on the fist shone coldly, and the giant knife beside him trembled.

The white-haired young man clenched his teeth, and the warrior with a strong heart had a ferocious smile on his face.

The flying sword pulls the tail flame, and the talisman and seal illuminate the long night.

Chen Qisheng and Zou Sijiu stood side by side and looked at each other. Three suspended carved talismans enveloped the two of them.

At this moment, the wind and snow that had been raging all night finally subsided.

In the clear sky where the dark clouds dispersed, a small but extremely bright star just happened to stay on this mountain cliff.

"Death to the death, burning the cauldron and sinking the boat."

Huang Shilie was silent for a moment, then a long laugh suddenly burst out from his mouth: "If it weren't for the same order dispute, maybe I could come to your Inushan City Jinyi Guard House as a special guest."

"Jinyi is Mingyi, not Japanese clothes."

Li Jun replied calmly, as dark red blood dripped from the fist of his left hand.

The smile on Huang Shilie's lips gradually faded away. His eyes were cold and he took a deep look at Li Jun.

"Then let me show you next time whether it is your Ming clothes or my Japanese clothes that can be used as flowers and brocades!"

boom!

The cliffs shattered and collapsed, and the flying dust took advantage of the break in the heavy snow to spread its teeth and claws.

The tattoos of gods and ghosts are restrained in their ferocity, and their tall bodies blend into the night.

Fan Wujiu sat slumped on the ground, completely unable to move.

Xie Bi'an let out a long breath, his face full of pain.

Chen Qisheng looked at the Mojia that was charging towards him like a hungry wolf. He quickly raised his hands and stepped aside.

"Zou Sijiu, you bastard, come here and die!"

"Master Ma, you really don't blame me. It was Xiaohua who wanted to be like this."

Zou Sijiu threw his legs and ran away in a hurry.

"Uncle, what are you thinking about?"

Li Jun did not make a sound, but quietly looked at the city in the distance where the fire was extinguishing.

But in his heart, there was a flame burning brighter and stronger.