Chapter 172

In the end, Zhao Xin simply closed his eyes, because the man's every move has been deeply imprinted in his heart.

Picking, stabbing, splitting, flashing and so on, men's shooting can hardly find any fault.

Close your eyes and practice over and over again.

Forget how long time has passed.

Suddenly, Zhao Xin's eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes flashed a trace of light.

Ding... Congratulations on your successful shooting

Gunshot perfect: passive skill. The host will gain an additional attack bonus when using long gun weapons. If he is proficient in any gun weapons, the speed of learning gunshot skills will increase by 30%.

Open your eyes and look at the Jiulong coffin in front of you. It's a heritage!

Zhou Jianfeng was still kneeling on the ground. When Zhao Xin was ready to chop him to death, he suddenly changed.

Jiulong coffin shakes violently, while Zhou Jianfeng suddenly stands up and laughs, looking extremely ferocious.

The surrounding space is rippling and twisted, even the boiling slurry is quiet at this moment.

"Ah ha ha ha... 100000 years. In the past 100000 years, my poison master has finally been reborn!" Zhou Jianfeng's face was twisted and he laughed like crazy.

Zhou Jianfeng half bent, hands hanging freely, raised his cold eyes and looked at Zhao Xin.

"Oh, what an accident. Didn't you die in a dreamland?" Zhou Jianfeng said with a cruel smile, as if he didn't pay attention to Zhao Xin at all, but there was a trace of surprise in his words.

Zhao Xin is stunned. Zhou Jianfeng is not Zhou Jianfeng. It seems that he was robbed by the owner of Jiulong coffin.

What did he just say, poison master!

Poison master, one of the three masters in ancient times!

Zhao Xin's heart suddenly set off a terrible wave. How could it be? But the man in the dreamland and Zhou Jianfeng's breath were completely different.

That person is full of killing intention, crazy bully's killing intention, but Zhou Jianfeng's body can only feel gloomy and bone cold fear.

Mind movement, communication system.

Ding... Whether to scan Zhou Jianfeng and consume 300000 spirit stones.

Yes!

Ding... Sweep face successfully.

Name: Zhou Jianfeng

Strength: three levels of Linghua

Status: being taken away (the person who takes away is one of the ghosts of the poison Master)

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Looking at the scan results, Zhao Xin was relieved. If it was really the rebirth of the poison master, it would be as easy as killing him. Who knows how strong the master will be.

There are only three people in the ancient world. The horror of power can not be imagined by imagination alone.

Zhao Xin took a deep breath. His consciousness and consciousness worked with all their strength, and stepped back to the edge of the platform.

"Do you want to go? I don't want to let you go, lazy people will be punished

Zhou Jianfeng's eyes are very big, his face is ferocious, his body is unnaturally twisted, his bones clatter, and he approaches Zhao Xin step by step.

Several times stronger than Zhao Xinqiang, Shenzhi and Zhihai were crushed by him in an instant.

A mouthful of Yan Hong's blood!

"Damn, a ghost is so strong!" Zhao Xin can't help but scold. What he clearly shows is the three levels of Linghua, but his strength is as strong as Ao Feng's.

If you can't fight, you'll leave the Castle Peak to burn.

Zhao Xinmeng bit the tip of his tongue, squeezed out a trace of blood essence, forced to disperse the pressure, turned and ran.

"Run? That's not what a good kid should do! " Zhou Jianfeng said with a cold smile.

The figure moves, almost instantly appears in Zhao Xin's side, Zhao Xin shows a smile.

Zhao Xin was surprised. How could it be so fast? Almost catch up with him without a breath.

The idea moves, the bite immortal crazy knife appears in the hand.

"Shura chop!"

With one knife, Zhou Jianfeng split the void.

Clang——

In the next scene, Zhao Xin was shocked. Zhou Jianfeng just held out two fingers to catch Shura chop!

Zhou Jianfeng's two fingers tightly confine him.

Zhao Xin tried his best to swallow the immortal, but he didn't move at all.

A bite of teeth, give up eating immortal crazy knife, heart drink: "dragon two file!"

Direct use he can control the highest level of dragon, dragon two!

With the roar of a green dragon, cyan scales grow on the surface of the skin. This series is almost completed in the blink of an eye.

"Thunder Tiger pulse!"

One punch with all one's strength!

The stripes of air power are ringing. It seems that it will explode at any time.

Bang——

Boom——

The fist covered with blue scales, with the general momentum of destroying the sky and the earth, blew directly on Zhou Jianfeng's face.

Click——

The sound of broken bones.

A fist knot solid bang on Zhou Jianfeng's face, he didn't hide!

Zhao Xin was shocked. After several battles, he jumped to another corridor and looked at Zhou Jianfeng in shock.

Zhou Jianfeng's face has been deformed and his front teeth have been broken, but he can still tell that he is laughing.

"My brain is going to explode. Diligent people, go to hell with me!"

"Ah, ha, ha"

Zhou Jianfeng was like a madman, covering his face with his hands and laughing.

But the next moment, Zhou Jianfeng's body suddenly disappeared, and Zhao Xin was shocked.

Boom——

Zhao Xin hardly made any response. Zhou Jianfeng kicked him on the waist, and the whole man fell on the cave wall and fell into the cave wall.

Poof!

A mouthful of black blood with visceral debris ejected, Zhao Xin's body slowly sliding down toward the bottom of the slurry.

Just as Zhao Xin was about to fall into the melt, Zhou Jianfeng lifted him to the platform.

"Children can't be lazy. It's a deep pain. Ha ha ha..." Zhou Jianfeng looked at Zhao Xin lying on the ground and laughed wildly.

From beginning to end, he was playing with Zhao Xin.

Zhao Xin has no strength to fight against him, absolutely crushing.

"Madman, how the hell can I die here!" Zhao Xin's eyes were red and he roared angrily.

Once the wrist shakes, Zhou Jianfeng's immortal eating sword flies into his hands.

"Xiuluo Wanjie!"“

"Shura unjust prison!"

"Blood rage!"

"Open it for me!"

Zhao Xin raised his head and roared, buzzing - roaring - in an instant, bursts of explosion sounded in Zhao Xin's body.

The spirit power is surging wildly, just like the flood of breaking the dike.

The two kinds of boundary are superimposed together, and Zhao Xin's breath soars.

"No, no, no is not enough, these are not enough, come again, ha ha ha..." Zhou Jianfeng looked at the angry Zhao Xin, yelled excitedly, danced and yelled happily.

"Die for me!"

Zhao Xin roared angrily, his figure moved, and the air at his feet exploded. Zhao Xin rushed to Zhou Jianfeng in an instant.

The immortal devouring Sabre has a strong intention to kill and the power of blessing from Shura's world and Shura's unjust prison.

"Oh, what a diligent skill... But it's not enough!"

Zhou Jianfeng suddenly stopped dancing and said with a gloomy smile.

With two arms open, a green gas suddenly came out of his body. It was very fast. In the blink of an eye, the green gas wrapped Zhou Jianfeng's body.

"Die for me!"

Zhao Xin jumped up, held up the immortal eating mad knife and cut it down.

All of a sudden, the green gas separated and condensed into countless arms, sweeping Zhao Xin.

Seal all attack routes and retreat routes of Zhao Xin!

"How can I die in such a place? If God blocks me, I will kill God. If Buddha blocks me, I will kill Buddha. What about the master? Even if it is heaven, I will show you!"

"Go to hell!" Zhao Xin roared.

The immortal eating mad knife mercilessly cuts down, and the aura is disordered. The surrounding spiritual power is exhausted by the immortal eating mad knife.