Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 268 Three-game losing streak

"Pfft."

The moment he woke up, the rough man spat out a mouthful of black blood.

On the black blood, there was a dark green aura lingering, obviously it was the toxin that the sharp-eared soldier pierced into his body.

After spitting out the poisonous blood, the rough man's complexion improved a lot, and he struggled to stand up.

The injury on his waist was not very serious, it was just a skin trauma.

The poisonous blood was drained, and the rough man's life was worry-free.

Jiang Mo supported him and returned to the side of Yunchui Empire.

"Okay!" The second elder's expression softened a lot. Jiang Mo saved the life of this rough man, and also raised his own momentum.

"Jiang Mo is really good!"

"Even this poison can be cured, it's too powerful!"

"Looking at the ugly faces of those giant golden dogs, I feel relieved!"

Compared to the gloomy faces of Prince Huo Tian and Lei Lang on the Jujin Empire side, Jiang Mo's side was rejoicing and their aura rose!

"Didn't you say that no one can cure your poison? What's going on?" Neither Prince Huo Tian nor Lei Lang could keep their faces.

Just now he was bragging that the rough man would definitely die, but now that he was saved by Jiang Mo, it was undoubtedly a slap in the face of the Jujin Empire.

"I don't know, that kid would be so capable." The sharp-eared soldier hurriedly knelt down and said in fear.

"Okay, go down, don't be ashamed and conspicuous here!" Lei Lang waved his hand and said impatiently.

"Who is next?" Lei Lang turned around and looked at the giant gold soldier behind him.

"Commander Hui Lei, I am willing to ask the genius of the Yunchui Empire for advice!" A huge gold soldier with very small eyes walked out and stood in the middle of the vacated field.

The armor on his body obviously didn't fit well. It might be more reasonable to say that this person is a monk of the Giant Gold Empire.

"It's not like asking for advice, just kill your opponent!" Lei Lang said without hesitation.

Jiang Mo's behavior of rescuing the rough man just now made Lei Lang very unhappy, and now he only wants to kill people.

"Follow Commander Lei's order!" The small-eyed monk curled his lips and looked at Yun Chui provocatively.

"Which three-star martial artist is willing to fight?" the second elder asked in a deep voice.

As soon as he said this, the disciples and soldiers on Yunchui's side suddenly cringed.

The two people who played in the previous battle were all seriously injured and were even about to be killed. This made them feel very afraid of the monks of the Giant Gold Empire.

Among the three-star martial artists, almost no one dared to fight.

"Haha, it turns out that the Yunchui Empire is a group of cowardly turtles who are greedy for life and afraid of death!"

"Hahahaha!"

"If you don't dare to fight, just admit defeat and give us your territory and women!"

"The weak are not qualified to occupy resources!"

……

The jeering sound of the Jujin Empire was extremely ear-piercing, reaching the ears of these warm-blooded men who were a little cowering, and some of them stood up immediately.

"I'm coming!" A disciple of the Martial Arts Academy stood up.

Jiang Mo had seen this person before, he was a disciple in the inner courtyard, the strength of a three-star martial artist, and he was not weak on the Qianlong list.

"Haha, okay, here comes another one who is going to die, this time I will tell you to come and go!" The small-eyed man narrowed his eyes immediately, and rushed towards the disciples of the Martial Arts Institute.

At the same time as he pulled it out, a piece of iron whip suddenly appeared in his hand, and when he pulled it out, the air was filled with the sound of exploding.

clap clap!

The disciples of the Martial Arts Academy did not dare to show weakness either, and the aura of the three-star martial artist exploded, blowing away the surrounding snow.

Under the eyes of everyone, the two collided fiercely.

The martial arts disciple was wearing a dark gray glove. When he entered the inner courtyard, he was a disciple of the boxing system, and his set of boxing skills was the pinnacle.

Bang bang bang!
He punched out his fists one after another, shaking the air into air arcs one after another, and the sound of continuous explosions came from this field.

Budohara's disciple and the small-eyed man's iron whip fought hard together, making the sound of clanging metal.

With the sparks flying, the two had fought for dozens of rounds.

After stopping, the Martial Arts Academy disciple looked down, and saw that his glove, which was comparable to a fourth-order real martial arts weapon, was completely cracked under the whipping of the iron whip, exposing his bruised fist.

"Hey, boy, this is a fifth-order real weapon, can your broken glove resist it?" The small-eyed man laughed, and the iron whip blasted the air again, lashing towards the disciples of the Martial Arts Institute.

"You bastard! I'll see how strong you are!" His fist was smashed, but the martial arts disciple was still unwilling to admit defeat. He chopped his toe hard on the ground and rushed out again.

In the scene of the confrontation just now, Jiang Mo caught everything in his eyes.

Jiang Mo shook his head when he saw the disciples from the Martial Arts Academy rushing out. He was no match for the small-eyed man.

What's more, the opponent still has an iron whip of a fifth-order true martial arts weapon.

boom!
The iron whip was pulled out suddenly, and like an angry dragon, it swept towards the body of the disciple of the Martial Arts Academy.

As soon as he dodged his body, he avoided it, but the iron whip seemed to have eyes, and after a circle, it flew back and swept towards the disciples of the Martial Arts Academy.

The distance between the two was getting closer and closer, just when the martial arts disciple was about to approach the small-eyed man, the latter suddenly dropped the iron whip, stepped forward, and slashed at the martial arts disciple with his palm.

Seeing this situation, the disciples of the Martial Arts Institute were overjoyed. If fists and palms meet, the opponent must suffer.

Bang bang bang!
After a few breaths, the two of them exchanged dozens of palms, and the palm of the small-eyed man was as hard as fine iron.

The fist hit it, as if hitting a rock.

The disciple of Martial Dao Academy took a deep breath, and said to himself: "I don't believe it, I specialize in boxing, and I can't beat you?"

However, the small-eyed man was full of momentum, as if he was desperate for his life, he slashed at the disciples of the Martial Arts Institute with his palms in a disorderly manner.

It was his ferocious aura and desperate and crazy fighting style that suppressed the disciples of the Martial Arts Institute.

The martial arts disciple's boxing skills also became chaotic, and he had no rules to follow. His mentality was not as strong as that of the small-eyed monk from the Giant Gold Empire.

Boom!

Finally, the disciples of the Martial Arts Academy showed a slight flaw, and there was a loophole in the defense.

The small-eyed man immediately seized this opportunity, and the offensive suddenly rose continuously, like a huge wave in the deep sea, surging endlessly!

His iron palm was imprinted on the chest of the disciples of the Martial Arts Academy, and the powerful force like a mountain torrent suddenly poured on the disciples of the Martial Arts Academy.

puff!

The disciple of Martial Arts Institute was blasted out heavily, and a mouthful of blood, mixed with internal organs, spewed out wildly.

His chest also collapsed, his sternum was smashed, and he fell heavily into the snow.

"It seems that the monks of the Yunchui Empire are so vulnerable! It was like this just now, it is like this now, and the ending will remain like this, and it will not change!"

After finishing speaking, the small-eyed monk cast a cold glance at the Budao Academy disciple whose life and death were unknown on the ground, then turned indifferently and returned to his own camp.

(End of this chapter)