Bang!

Chen Ming was beaten and a trace of blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth. This move of the other party injured some of his internal organs.

Chen Ming rolled on the ground and climbed up again. With one hand, he had already hit him without any strength to fight back. This guy is really powerful!

The entire starry sky China, the practitioners who were paying attention to the sacred mountain were shocked at this moment. Chen Ming was invincible in the world before, and he was overwhelmed by all the heroes. No genius dared to fight alone with him, but now he was being pressed by a mortal who only had one hand, and he had no power to fight back!

The storm changes suddenly.

"It's really someone outside of people, and there's someone outside of them!"

"Where did this person come from?"

"It's not like being in the world."

"There are such powerful people in this world?"

Chen Ming stood up again, looked at Ziyu in front of him, and learned another move. To be honest, reading books is not a good habit during battle, especially when fighting with me, Immortal Chen, but I didn't want to remind him.

Chen Ming was too lazy to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. Anyway, there were still more people to continue rushing towards Ziyu. He could not use the same move, so he would not see new moves, and he could not attack the same position, so he would not see new moves.

Chen Ming immediately performed the magic of killing immortals in the art of fighting the immortals. Ziyu still held a book in one hand and waved his fist in the other, "True martial fist, watch Hong Yu's aura!"

With one punch, he was straight and hit Chen Ming in the chest, knocking Chen Ming backwards and falling to the ground.

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

Chen Ming struggled to get up again, and the broken bones were so painful that it was torn and spit out bloody saliva. Chen Ming still got up and continued to attack Ziyu, "Come again!"

Bang!

Chen Ming was knocked to the ground with a punch from Ziyu again.

It was like a tumultuous man in his belly, and Chen Ming could feel the piercing pain.

Ziyu said lightly: "You are not my opponent. Instead of being beaten to death, it is better to commit suicide."

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

Zhuo Qingyao watched Chen Ming be knocked down again and again, and she wanted to help Chen Ming. Even if she was not strong in the mortal realm, at least, she could

Two fight one.

The martial artist had already seen Zhuo Qingyao's intention, and came to Tongtianqiao to block Zhuo Qingyao's way forward. Zhuo Qingyao shouted angrily: "Get out of the way!"

The martial artist smiled and said, "Win the fight, there will be a road."

Zhuo Qingyao said coldly: "You will die."

The martial artist didn't care at all, "Your master just said that before you die, no one knows victory or defeat. I think what he said makes sense."

Chen Ming climbed up from the ground again, and spots of blood dripped from his body and fell on the bridge deck, slap-clicking.

Chen Ming didn't speak, not because of other reasons, but because when he was talking, his chest would be ripped and painful.

Chen Ming rushed towards Ziyu again. He was indeed not Ziyu's opponent, but Chen Ming knew that he was getting stronger and he had already begun to adapt to the battle of mortals.

This time, he started with the immortal killing style, then followed by the tide-rise style, and then the sea-watching style.

However, what he didn't expect was that the other party interrupted his move with just two punches. Chen Ming was knocked to the ground again.

There was blood on Chen Ming's body, and there was no trace of dust on the body of Ziyu.

The difference seems to be a verdict.

Ziyu also looked at Chen Ming, revealing a meaningful look, "It seems that I can only kill you!"

Ziyu walked towards Chen Ming, neither hurry nor slow, but still knocked Chen Ming to the ground with one hand and one punch.

Chen Ming's eyes seemed to have accidentally swept across the pages.

Chen Ming got up again and attacked Ziyu. Ziyu said lightly: "This kind of battle is meaningless. Perhaps, I should end this battle earlier."

Bang!

Bang!

Click!

Bang!

.........

Chen Ming, who had a bruised nose and swollen face and blood dripping all over his body, stood up again, and the book on the other party also turned to the last page.

Chen Ming could feel that he was very weak now, but he could not die yet. He was as if he had heard the four great immortal kingdoms, and the people in the Uncrowned Council were cheering, cheering for his death.

He doesn't like these cheers.

He's like seeing

After Li Suyi and Ling Xian, Chen Lingyu was rushing towards his direction frantically, or Ling Xian was constantly attacking the immortals who wanted to enter the sacred mountain, while Li Suyi and Chen Lingyu were running away with their companions.

In front, Zhuo Qingyao's eyes seemed to be in tears.

He didn't like these either. Zhuo Qingyao still looked good when she smiled, and suddenly missed the noodles made by Zhuo Qingyao for a long time, I haven't eaten them anymore.

Al Al Al, are you playing the ending now?

No, no, I shouldn’t miss it now. I miss it that I should have done before I die. I am not dead yet.

Chen Ming stood up again and looked at Ziyu. His left eye was swollen and could not open it. Blood flowed into his eyes next to his sockets, and blood was red. Chen Ming, who had one-eyed eyes, looked at Ziyu.

Chen Ming rushed towards Ziyu again. Ziyu looked at the last page of the book, and Yun Danfeng said lightly: "The last move of Zhenwu Fist, raise your hand to shake Kunlun!"

Ziyu swung his fist with one arm and hit Chen Ming. This fist was extremely powerful, and even the body of a mortal can see the fist qi overflowing.

Ziyu's body is automatically without wind, and his true energy is stormy!

The old Taoist priest from the Heavenly Daoyuan looked up and then showed a touch of eloquence, "The victory and defeat have been decided, the great way is immortal, and the heavenly way will last forever."

He wanted to bow his head and stop watching the battle, but his head did not lower.

The emperors of the four great immortal kingdoms all looked at the sacred mountain. The empress in Yaochi lay on the pink shaker, twisting like a snake, "The one who overcomes the tribulation is dead."

The Queen of the Moon Palace sat cross-legged on the Taiyin Golden Osmanthus, and the moonlight shone on her body. She could only see a silver moonlight, "It's all over."

In the Heavenly Court, the Emperor of Heavenly Court did not have any emotional fluctuations, "It's okay if you die, it's clean."

Taixu, the flowers in the void are blooming quietly, and no sound comes from it. Perhaps it is because he doesn't want to speak, or perhaps he is always extremely mysterious.

On a deserted star, a woman in black who once invited Chen Ming to join the Uncrowned Parliament pushed a wooden wheelbarrow. On the wooden wheelbarrow, an old man wearing a black and white mask was sitting. Above his knees, there was a chessboard with black pieces and white pieces scattered on it, and two big dragons were fighting fiercely.

The old man looked up at the sacred mountain and smiled and said, "How can a chess game be unbeaten?"
Chapter completed!