Chapter 463

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Chen Ming was hit and stumbled, and a trace of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth. The other party's move hurt part of his internal organs.

Chen Ming tumbled on the ground and got up again. With one hand, he had no power to fight back. This guy is really tight!

In the whole starry China, the practitioners who are paying attention to the holy mountain are stunned at the moment. Chen Ming was invincible in the world before. He tried to suppress all the heroes. Even no Tianjiao dared to fight alone with him, but now he is pressed and beaten by a mortal with only one hand. He has no strength to return his hand!

a sudden change in the situation.

"It's true that there are people outside, and there are days outside!"

"Where does this person come from?"

"Not like in the world."

"Is there such a powerful person in this world?"

Chen Ming stood up again, looked at the son fish in front of him and learned another move. To tell you the truth, it's not a good habit to read when fighting, especially when fighting with my Chen Xianshi, but I don't want to remind him.

Chen Ming doesn't bother to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth. Anyway, there will be more later. He continues to rush towards the son fish and can't use the same move. In this way, he can't see a new move, can't attack the same position, and can't see a new move.

Chen Ming immediately performed the killing immortal style of fighting immortality. Ziyu still held a book in one hand and waved a fist in the other, "Zhenwu fist is vigorous, and Qi looks at Hong Yu!"

One punch hit Chen Ming squarely in the chest, knocked Chen Ming upside down and fell to the ground.

Chen Ming felt it. He broke a sparerib, forehead and ribs in his chest.

Chen Ming struggled to get up again. The position of the broken bone was tearing like pain and spit a mouthful of blood. Chen Ming still got up and continued to attack the son fish, "come again!"

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Chen Ming was knocked down by Ziyu again.

Chen Ming can feel the pain in his heart.

The son fish said faintly, "you are not my opponent. It's better to cut yourself than to be killed."

Chen Ming smiled and said, "you know? There is a saying in the practice world that no one knows the victory or defeat before he dies. I am a practitioner, and I believe it more. "

Zhuo Qingyao looks at Chen Ming being knocked down again and again. She wants to help Chen Ming. Even if she is not strong in the mortal field, at least she can fight one of two.

Wu Fu had seen Zhuo Qingyao's intention and came to the Tongtian bridge to block Zhuo Qingyao's way. Zhuo Qingyao angrily shouted, "get out of the way!"

Wu Fu said with a smile, "if you beat me, there will be a way."

Zhuo Qingyao said coldly, "you will die."

Wu Fu didn't care. "Your master just said that no one knew the victory or defeat before he died. I think what he said is very reasonable."

Chen Ming got up from the ground again, and the spotted blood dripping from him fell on the bridge deck, pattering.

Chen Ming didn't speak, not for any other reason, but because when he spoke, his chest would be torn and painful.

Chen Ming rushes to Ziyu again. He is really not the opponent of Ziyu. However, Chen Ming knows that he is getting stronger. He has begun to adapt to the battle of mortals.

This time, he started to kill immortals, followed by tide rising, and then sea viewing.

But what he didn't expect was that the other party only used two punches to interrupt his move. Chen Ming met the impact of the ground again and was knocked down to the ground.

Chen Ming's body is stained with blood, while the son fish's body is not stained with a trace of dust.

It seems to be a judgment.

The son fish also looked at Chen Ming and showed a meaningful look, "it seems that I can only kill you!"

Ziyu walked towards Chen Ming, not in a hurry, still with one hand, still with one punch, and put Chen Ming to the ground.

Chen Ming's eyes seemed to sweep across the page inadvertently.

Chen Ming got up again and attacked Ziyu. Ziyu said faintly, "such a battle is meaningless. Maybe I should end this battle earlier."

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With a bruised face and blood dripping all over his body, Chen Ming stood up again and turned to the last page of the other party's book.

Chen Ming can feel that he is very weak now, but he can't die yet. He is like hearing the people of the four immortal countries and the uncrowned parliament cheering for his death.

He didn't like the cheers.

He seems to see Li Suyi and Ling Xian. Chen Lingyu is frantically coming in his direction. Or, Ling Xian is constantly attacking the immortal who wants to enter the sacred mountain, while Li Suyi and Chen Lingyu are running away with their partners.

In the front, Zhuo Qingyao's eyes seem to be hazy with tears.

He doesn't like these either. Zhuo Qingyao still looks good with a smile. Suddenly, he misses the noodles made by Zhuo Qingyao. He hasn't eaten them for a long time.

Allah, are you putting the end of the film now? No, no, no, I shouldn't miss it now. It's something I should do before I die. I'm not dead yet. Chen Ming stood up again and looked at Ziyu. His left eye was swollen and couldn't open. There was blood flowing into his eyes next to his eye socket. It was red. One eyed Chen Ming looked at Ziyu. Chen Ming rushed to Ziyu again. Ziyu looked at the last page of the book and said, "Zhenwu fist Gang, raise your hand and shake Kunlun!" Ziyu waved a fist with one arm and hit Chen Ming. This fist is unparalleled. Even a mortal body can see the overflow of fist Qi. The body of the son fish is windless and automatic, and the whole body is full of Qi! The old Taoist of Tiandao academy looked up and showed a fine light, "the victory and defeat have been divided, the avenue will not die, and the way of heaven will last forever." He wanted to bow his head and stop watching the game, but his head didn't go down. The emperors of the four immortal countries all looked into the sacred mountain. The female emperor of yaochi lay on the pink shaking table, and her body twisted like a snake. "The robber is dead." The female emperor of the Moon Palace sat on the golden osmanthus of the Taiyin. The moonlight shone on her body. She could only see a silver moonlight. "Everything is over." Tianting chaotang, Emperor Tianting didn't have any mood swings, "it's good to die, it's clean to die." Too empty, empty flowers bloom quietly, and there is no sound from them. Maybe he doesn't want to talk, or he is always mysterious. On a deserted star, a woman in black who once invited Chen Ming to join the uncrowned Council pushed a wooden wheel car. On the wooden wheel car, there was an old man wearing a black-and-white mask. On his knee, there was a chessboard with black and white stars. Two dragons were fighting fiercely. The old man looked up at the holy mountain, smiled and said, "how can a chess game be invincible?" He dropped a sunspot in his left hand and a white one in his right hand. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.