My right eye is mutated

Chapter 64 Fair?trouble?
Knot!

It is like the reverse scale of a dragon.

Touch it and you'll be crazy!

Touch it and you will go crazy!

If you touch it, you will kill!
Zhou Buzhou raised his head suddenly, his eyes were already bloodshot.

Under the dense bloodshot, it seemed that his eyes were completely red.

Zhou Buzhou raised his head slowly, looking directly at Mo Longxing with scarlet eyes, and in an instant, his breath was bitingly cold.

He opened his mouth word by word:
"Dividing life and death?"

"Since you want to divide life and death!"

"Then I will share life and death with you!"

Zhou Buzhou pulled out the Tang saber and stabbed him.

Mo Longxing was slightly startled, and quickly chopped it down with a knife.

Zhou Buzhou changed his moves, and blocked them with a horizontal knife.

As long as it is blocked, he can use the flower to relieve his strength, deflect Mo Longxing's sword, and then take the opportunity to step forward and kill with a sword!

but,
When the sound.

Tang Dao broke.

The sound of jingling was continuous.

That was the sound of a broken blade hitting the ground.

Tang knives made by ordinary people, no matter how they use retro technology, they will not be able to match the big knives made by serious practitioners.

Zhou Buzhou was slightly startled, and retreated quickly, narrowly avoiding the falling sword.

But the tip of his nose was still scratched, and blood seeped out.

While retreating, Zhou Buzhou directly threw out the half of the Tang knife in his hand, and threw it at Mo Longxing.

Mo Longxing quickly raised his knife to block.

Bang!

ding ding dong.

Half of the Tang Dao fell to the ground.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhou Buzhou rolled and rolled to the edge of the Zhanlu sword that was deeply inserted in the ring.

He pulled it out quickly.

Can't pull it up!

A thousand catties of fist strength can't pull out a sword?

Even if it goes a foot deep, there is no reason why it cannot be pulled out!
After all, with the strength of a thousand catties of fist, one can really pull up a weeping willow upside down, even a big tree with well-developed roots, so why can't it pull out a sword?
Gritting his teeth, Zhou Buzhou stretched out his left hand, and without the slightest hesitation, he directly grabbed the blade near the ground.

Anyone who has experience in pulling weeds knows that pulling from the top is never as easy as pulling grass stems near the soil.

This is the principle behind Zhou Buzhou grabbing the part of the blade close to the ground at this moment!
He slammed upwards.

The tingling came from the palm of my hand.

Blood flowed from the palm of his left hand.

The blade is still motionless!
This is impossible!

This……

Someone moved his hands and feet!

Zhou Buzhou suddenly turned his head and looked towards the high platform.

With a wry smile all over his face.

Fuck you paralyzed!

Do you really think that I have never plunged my sword so deep into the ring?

Zhou Buzhou roared with hatred: "Zero Jie, if you have the guts, don't let me draw my sword again!!! I will ask the principal to uphold justice!"

On the high platform, Ling Jie smiled.

Principal please?
There is no headmaster at your Spirit Ministry base!

He saw Haoyue looking towards him.

Ling Jie sneered and said: "If I do it, Haoyue and Lizun, how can you two not know?!"

Haoyue was also slightly suspicious.

He really didn't feel any movement from Zero Kalpa.

Then he saw the vice principal of the foreign base lowered his head with a strange expression.

And the mental power of the vice-principal of the different base is connecting to the arena over there in a dark way.

Undoubtedly, it was the vice-principal of the different department who hindered Zhou Buzhou from pulling out his sword!
Haoyue is slightly angry.

Lingjie's quick mental power transmitted voice to Haoyue: "Haoyue, open one eye and close one eye, and I owe you a favor!"

"Otherwise, I don't mind starting a war of sages here!"

Haoyue fell silent.

Human feelings are not human feelings, as a central person, he doesn't care.

But if the war of sages were to start here, all the younger generations here would die.

That is not a loss that Huaguo can bear!
It's not something he Haoyue can afford!

Even the central government can't bear the blame!

……

On the ring, Mo Longxing quickly approached Zhou Buzhou, aiming his long knife at Zhou Buzhou's neck.

Zhou Buzhou gritted his teeth, and at the same time he turned around, he pulled out fiercely again.

There was a sharp pain in the palm of my hand.

Blood dripped down the blade drop by drop.

Still can't pull it out!

Behind him, the long knife fell.

The wind swept over.

Zhou Buzhou sighed bitterly, turned around and backed away, he could only avoid it.

He looked towards the high platform, but there was no response there.

Could it be that someone was interfering with it?

How can this be?

But, no one came out to stop it, and no one upheld justice!

justice?

Is there any justice?

Full of sadness, Zhou Buzhou was at a loss for an instant.

Otherwise, throw in the towel.

can't be bothered,
can afford to hide.

don't argue,
No more disputes!
It's all yours.

at this time,

"Brother Zhou, take the sword!"

Below, Li Xuelong from the base of the Ministry of Spirits yelled and threw out a long sword.

The long sword floated.

Zhou Buzhou subconsciously reached out to grab it.

But at the same time,
Ling Jie's voice came lightly to Zhou Buzhou's mind: "If you dare to take the sword, you and Li Xuelong will be removed!"

Zhou Buzhou quickly withdrew his outstretched hand.

Let the long sword draw a parabola and land on the other side of the ring.

Go back every week.

Ling Jie was laughing, and the rest of the powerhouses on the high platform seemed to be puppets made of clay.

He turned his head and gritted his teeth to look at Mo Longxing.

Looking at Mo Longxing, who was boiling with murderous intent, pressing forward every step of the way.

He can't afford to offend the people on the high platform, but this person in front of him...

He wants to kill!
He really wants to kill!
Right now,

Zhou Buzhou's killing intent fills his chest!
His sanity is slowly receding.

Since I can't pull Zhanlu up.

Then don't pull it out!
Zhou Buzhou turned over and rolled out, grabbing the first half of the Tang Dao's broken blade.

Holding the broken blade firmly with his right hand, he let the blood drip and the stinging pain sweep through.

Standing up, he stared at Mo Longxing closely.

Killing intent filled the sky in his eyes.

Mo Longxing took a step back slightly, he was frightened by the murderous look in his eyes.

But the next moment, Mo Longxing rushed forward in a fit of shame.

He also killed someone, why should he be afraid of Zhou Buzhou?

The long knife cut down quickly.

Zhou Buzhou didn't dodge or dodge, like crazy, he slammed straight into it without risking his life.

Live for life!

Just bet on who is afraid of death first!

The long knife cut on Zhou Buzhou's left shoulder.

The flesh and blood split apart, and the blood stained the flesh and blood in an instant.

Zhou Buzhou held the broken blade, his eyes were full of madness, and he stabbed straight into Mo Longxing's heart.

Mo Longxing's complexion changed, and he quickly withdrew the knife.

Zhou Buzhou twisted hard.

Moron froze, his eyes became confused.

Zhou Buzhou seemed to be crazy, he stabbed in with a knife, pulled it out, and stabbed in again.

Knife after knife!

Every cut brings out spurts of blood.

soon.

The feet of the two became pools of blood.

Zhou Buzhou was still stabbing fiercely with one knife after another.

Mo Longxing was completely dead.

He was stabbed more than 100 times in a row.

Exhausted.

Zhou Buzhou fell backwards and sat in a pool of blood, his eyes glazed over.

Mo Longxing fell limply, lifeless.

The contestants were all stunned.

People at the Ministry of Spirit base, the male's eyes were red, and the female's face was full of worry.

On the high platform, Ling Jie's face was livid.

Haoyue closed her eyes, pretending not to see.

Wang Zhennan stared at Ling Jie fiercely, wishing he could tear Ling Jie alive, eat his flesh, and drink his blood.

The vice-principal of the different department was full of confusion and guilt, but he still didn't take back his spiritual power.

Others are silent.

Everyone sweeps the snow in front of the door, and don't care about others' roofs!

next moment.

Liu Chengkai rushed to Zhou Buzhou's arena.

He jumped onto the ring directly: "I, Liu Chengkai, challenge you to be Zhou Zhou!"

Zhou Buzhou looked up in a daze.

The bottom exploded.

"Isn't the foreign base too shameless?!"

"Hasn't Liu Chengkai's opportunity to challenge Zhang Shan been used up before? Why is there still a chance to challenge?"

Li Changfeng is in the distance.

He looked closely at the high platform and shouted: "If you don't give a reasonable explanation, the three parts have no way, and there is Kunlun, Changfeng will invite Taoist ancestors to come and uphold justice!"

Wudang Chen Shiwo also yelled violently: "Realist Sanfeng will definitely come to seek justice for the human race!"

Wenshi Yin Shaozhen also yelled angrily: "Ancestor Huolong and Xiyi will never sit idly by!"

Shushan Lin Wuhui also shouted coquettishly: "The two swords of Shushan are definitely not indifferent people!"

The people at the Yaobu ​​base didn't dare to shout.

The Yaobu ​​base is the weakest of the three major bases, and even the Lingbu base has been bullied like this. If they really dare to yell like this, they may be unable to eat and walk around.

Ling Jie chuckled, and said indifferently: "If the master fails, he will have the right to challenge once!"

"Liu Chengkai's right to challenge the master for the first time was on Zhang Shan's side, but if he wins Zhang Shan, he will be the master again. Now that he is defeated, he naturally has the right to challenge again!"

"And as I said before, you can't refuse, and refusing is tantamount to admitting defeat!"

The last sentence fell.

The contestants were furious.

This is obviously going to kill Zhou Buzhou!

No, Zhou Buzhou can admit defeat.

However, none of them would be willing to admit defeat like this!
The vice-principal of the different department lowered his head even lower.

Li Changfeng was about to roar again when he suddenly received a sound transmission of mental power.

"Daozu doesn't care about these things. Kunlun is independent and has a lot of troubles. Don't cause troubles for Kunlun. Besides, the three bases eat dogs. What does Kunlun have to do with me?"

Li Changfeng paused.

The other people who had been drinking too much before, and those who saw injustice were all reprimanded by their elders through sound transmission.

In an instant, no one complained about Zhou Buzhou.

No one speaks of justice anymore!
(End of this chapter)