Beiyin Great Sage

Chapter 151: hunt down

Chapter 151 Hunting down

Although Zhou Jiaren is not in the gambling house, he has always been in touch with Wen Zhong and Luo Feng, so when something happened in the gambling house, he also received a summons.

happened to be returning to the city, so they blocked the way of this group of people.

He of the tenth grade can hear the wind for miles away, and he can hear everything ten miles away clearly if he only listens in one direction.

It is perfect for intercepting people.

"Zhou Jia!"

The middle-aged man looked solemn, his eyes fixed on the visitor.

In the darkness, there was only one person walking, with great momentum, but easily overwhelmed the others on his side, making people involuntarily feel like retreating.

"Afraid of what?"

One person roared:

"He's alone, let's go together!"

"Dad!"

The woman also raised her eyebrows fiercely, pointing at the machete:

"Tianhu gang has no good people, and this person is the big boss of the gambling house, so I just took the opportunity to kill him!"

"I come!"

One of them drank in a low voice, and rushed forward suddenly.

Among the crowd, there were only two people who could resist Zhou Jia's pressure. One was the middle-aged man leading the team, and the other was him.

This person is not tall, but extremely capable.

The gun in the hand is nearly ten feet long, the thickness of a goose egg, and the whole body is shiny, with a layer of metallic luster, giving people a heavy texture.

This big gun has a sharp point, two sides open, and red tassels on it. With a slight vibration of the wrist of the visitor, red flowers bloom in the shadow of the gun.

"Uncle Yang!"

Seeing this person make a move, the woman's eyes lit up, and the others were also shocked.

Even the middle-aged man's eyes relaxed slightly.

Obviously.

They trust each other's strength.

"kill!"

One step more than Zhang, Uncle Yang charged several steps, obviously only one person, but in an instant he charged with the momentum of thousands of troops and horses charging together.

The wind is hunting and the battlefield is flying, as if you are in a fierce battlefield. The cold light flashes, and the sound of fighting merges into the whistling gunfire.

Gun out like a dragon!

The meaning of icy coldness shrouded Zhou Jia.

"Military martial arts?"

Zhou Jia's eyes narrowed slightly, thoughtful.

Different from the martial arts passed down by the Xuantian Union, military martial arts emphasize momentum and weak moves. After all, there is no chance to display exquisite martial arts in the chaotic army.

But this does not mean that military martial arts are not suitable for fighting alone.

Quite the opposite.

Military martial arts focus on explosiveness, and every move has been deduced through countless fights. It is almost perfect, and has almost no shortcomings except that it is not durable.

"Om..."

The spear trembled, and the huge force made the body of the gun tremble, making the sound of mountains roaring and tsunami.

Zhou Jia also felt his body tense, as if locked by some invisible object, and it became extremely difficult to move even a single step.

"Ah!"

With a light snort, he stepped forward facing the spear.

Compared with the opponent's stature, Zhou Jia, who is nearly two meters tall, has a majestic body, just like the difference between an adult man and a young boy.

Shield, across the front.

"drink!"

Uncle Yang's eyes were fixed, and he felt the power coming towards him, but he had no fear in his heart.

One thought on the body of the gun, no one, no one!

Stomping the ground with both feet, the small half of the long street trembled, and the shadows of guns gathered all over the sky suddenly, and a spear that gathered all the energy and spirit of the whole body pierced out.

The spear shone like a shooting star and fell to the ground brazenly.

"Peng!"

There was a muffled sound.

Uncle Yang's body shook, he felt as if he had bumped into a towering mountain, roaring with all his strength, but the result was even more desperate.

fear!

Powerful!

The momentum is like a mountain!

The gun light shattered before the shield.

"Poof!"

A flash of ax flashed, and Uncle Yang's body seemed to be pulled from the left and right, split into two, and flew towards the two sides.

"Plop!"

Half of the corpse hit the wall and slumped down.

"Dang Clang..."

The spear also rolled aside.

There was silence in the field.

"Brother Yang!"

"Uncle Yang!"

"..."

The group of people in the Zhengqi Hall shouted loudly, and a chill came out of their hearts.

Uncle Yang's strength, they are clear, that is the existence that has fought against the black iron powerhouse a few times, but now he was killed with a single axe.

No power to fight back!

The director of the West City Casino is so powerful?

"Xiaoqi, take Yaoer and go first!" The middle-aged man looked gloomy, held a sword in his hand, stared at Zhou Jia with his eyes, and shouted loudly:

"Go!"

"Dad!"

"Sister Yao, let's go!"

Xiao Qi knew that it was not too late, so he ignored the woman's cry and pulled her to jump sideways.

Zhou Jia glanced at the few people, his expression unchanged, his eyes slowly fell on the middle-aged man, and he said slowly:

"It's an interesting technique, burning essence and blood to increase strength. Although the increase is not small, it's a pity that the damage is too great, and the gain outweighs the gain."

In this short moment, the aura on the other party increased dramatically.

But the foundation was also seriously damaged.

Even if he survived this time, he might not have many days left.

On explosive potential...

Even the most top-notch secret technique of the Xuantian Union is still a joke in the face of the violence of Earth Star who has almost no sequelae.

"Humph!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly:

"Accept!"

Before the sound fell, he joined his sword and rushed towards Zhou Jia.

The sword light evolves into the sky full of stars, the beauty hides murderous intent, the sharp sword energy is pointed at the void, and even arouses the power of the underworld.

Heavenly Evolution Sword Art!

"Boom!"

A violent and ferocious ax light appeared out of thin air, with infinite force, it savagely and directly crashed into the sword light, smashing everything.

Chunlei exploded!

The sword light suddenly shattered.

The middle-aged man groaned, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and panic appeared in his eyes. He finally understood how his brother felt before.

This kind of opponent is so powerful that people feel desperate from the bottom of their hearts.

All moves and techniques, under the light of the opponent's seemingly ordinary axe, have little resistance, and are completely shattered with a touch.

how is this possible!

I have fought against many tenth products, but I have never encountered such a situation.

Ten products?

Even if it is black iron, I am afraid it is nothing more than that!

"what!"

Amidst the roar, the blood in the middle-aged man's body boiled like a fire cooking oil, and the momentum rose sharply, and the wobbly sword light also gathered together.

Sword energy flourished again.

but…

No use!

"Boom!"

Purple thunderbolt with a power of destroying heaven and earth crashed onto the sword light, the sword energy dissipated, revealing the figure inside.

"Peng!"

Three axes!

A limp figure flew out of the field and landed silently, like a puddle of mud.

In the distance, the other people who hadn't fled far away felt a chill, all gritted their teeth, exerted all their strength, and fled frantically towards the distance.

The little Qi even threw the package on his back out, taking the opportunity to delay the time and lighten the load.

Zhou Jia put away the ax and shield, looked at it coldly, then shook his head slightly, bent down and rummaged through the middle-aged man's body, and found out a few things.

"director!"

"Director Zhou!"

Not long after, Wen Zhong, Luo Feng and others arrived one after another. Seeing the situation in the field, their expressions couldn't help but relax, and they looked at Zhou Jia with awe in their eyes.

The strength of these people is strong, they have seen it before.

There are so many guards in the gambling house, and those who were killed kept retreating, unable to fight back. Now in front of the supervisor, they ended up like this.

Zhou Jia looked at Luo Feng's broken arm, his eyes moved slightly.

...

"I'm going to kill him!"

"kill him!"

The woman clenched the scimitar, clenched her silver teeth, and roared in a low voice:

"Zhou Jia, I, Zhang Yao, will never let you go. One day, you will be forced to survive or die, in order to avenge the murder of your father!"

"Sister Yao." Xiao Qi showed frustration and kept walking:

"That person is too powerful, we are not opponents."

"Fart!" Zhang Yao tilted her head, her pretty face filled with evil spirits:

"If you can't beat him, why can't you take the people around him with a knife? High martial arts doesn't mean you can't kill him. There are many ways to kill people in this world."

"Besides..."

Her beautiful eyes turned cold, and said:

"Let's go find Uncle Hong. He is outside the city to meet Xingwu. With his strength, even if he can't kill Zhou, he can still make him look good."

"Uncle Hong..." Xiao Qi's eyes flickered, as if he was afraid, and then he nodded slightly:

"Also."

"I will find out who is around the surnamed Zhou. When the time comes, we will use them to blackmail him. It will never make him feel better."

...

"Well…"

Wen Zhong and others picked up the package, checked the source crystal inside, relaxed their hearts, and were about to report to Zhou Jia, when the other party's eyes sank.

"Sure enough!"

Zhou Jia raised his head, looked in the direction where everyone in the Zhengqi Hall was fleeing, and murmured:

"To cut the grass, you have to get rid of the roots."

"Clean up, you guys."

Waved his hands at a few people, he stepped into the distance:

"I'm going out for a while."

Outside the city.

In the dense forest.

Lei Prison was dressed in soft armor, holding a thunder knife, with a ferocious face.

He pulled out a blood-soaked woman from behind, with the thunder knife across the woman's throat, looked into the dark forest, and shouted loudly:

"Punishment five!"

"Don't you like saving people? You rescued this girl surnamed Zhang from the Huancai Pavilion, so what now?"

He looked up to the sky and laughed, and the soundtrack sarcastically:

"Everyone knows that you have contaminated other people's wives and daughters, murdered and set blame on you, and attempted to occupy the Zhang family's property. You really have a good reputation!"

"You have worked so hard to save people."

"As a result, Mrs. Zhang committed suicide!"

"Guess what will happen to her daughter?"

The wind was howling in the dense forest, and no one responded.

"Poof!"

Lei Kun swung the knife, and the woman's head rolled off, her eyes glared at the sky silently under the scattered hair, and blood spattered from her neck.

The murderer threw away the headless corpse in his hand and shouted:

"No one can save the person I am going to kill. I not only want to kill, but I also want to kill you in front of Xing Wu!"

"I just want to let you know what it means to be rewarded for a good person!"

"Pursuing a bright world in this world, what are you kidding me about!"

"Thunder Prisoner!"

In the dense forest, there was an angry roar:

"Damn you!"

"Damn you!!"

The roar was like thunder, and the sword light was like lightning, piercing through towering trees, and with boundless anger, he rushed towards the prisoner.

"superior!"

The people who had been ambushing around for a long time rushed forward with a loud shout.

In an instant.

In the field, swords, swords and shadows crisscrossed, crossbows and arrows flew towards the shadows and killed them.

"Get out!"

Xing Wu roared, the sword light was like a rainbow, sweeping in all directions, the violent and terrifying sword light passed by, the sword snapped, and people fell into the air.

Facing the black iron masters who burst out with all their strength, ordinary mortals have little power to resist.

"Zheng!"

The sword sounded for a long time.

Shadowless and invisible sword energy rushed from the side, and Chen Ying's sword merged into one, and with the help of the sharp edge of the black iron black soldier, he went straight to Xingwu.

Swordsmanship is vicious and vicious!

"Peng!"

Lei Prison stomped his feet, the ground trembled, and he also flew out with his strength. The black iron Xuanbing Thunder Saber drew a sharp arc in the air, wrapped in Thunder, and slashed his head.

Adam, dressed as a scholar, appeared not far away, with a serious expression on his face, holding a short stick like jade, pointing at Xing Wu.

Slow!

Shock!

Sink!

…

He is a mage who is proficient in Fei Mu's magic, and his cultivation has reached the tenth rank.

Although it does not threaten the life and death of a black iron, it is enough to cause a certain impact.

Especially when this black iron is still seriously injured.

"Stay upright!"

Facing the long-prepared killing move of several people, Xing Wu, with a pale complexion and bloodshot eyes, stood holding a sword, with a majestic sword, firmly guarding one side.

"Ding Ding... Dang Dang..."

Swords, swords and shadows crisscrossed, murderous intent rushed.

"Punish evil!"

The sword light raged, roaring like a dragon and a tiger, with a shocking power, it blatantly tore up Adam's spells, and counterattacked Lei Gang and Chen Ying.

"There is righteousness in the world!"

"Fall the devil!"

"Boom!"

Calling full of righteousness, sword light roaring, and energy surging.

Lei prison and Chen Ying's complexion changed drastically, and they retreated crazily.

No one expected that Xing Wu, who was already seriously injured and should be weak in strength, could still explode with such power even now.

"Want to go?"

Xing Wu's hair is disheveled, his clothes are torn, and scars can be seen, his eyes glared at Lei Prison angrily, and Jian Guang locked his body tightly:

"Die!"

Hate and murderous intent made Jianguang flourish again.

Lei Prison's face was pale, and it was the first time he felt that death was so close to him, and the thunder knife in his hand trembled, it was almost difficult to hold it.

hurriedly shouted:

"Elder Chen, save me!"

"Shua!"

There was no shadow or form, but there was a voice, and a sword intent pointed at Xing Wu from a distance.

"Stop!"

Elder Chen made a timely move to stop Xing Wu's killing intent, but he felt regretful.

If Lei Qiu can persevere a little longer and find an opportunity to make a move himself, he is 90% sure that he will be able to keep Xing Wu completely today.

pity.

After all, Lei Prison is still too young, and his mind is not stable enough. He has already lost his courage, and if he doesn't take action, he is afraid that he will really die.

"Ding Ding... Dang Dang..."

"Poof!"

The invisible sword crossed Xing Wu's body and cut at his waist and abdomen. The opponent's counterattack forced Elder Chen to retreat, and he watched Xing Wu flee into the dense forest.

"Chase!"

Waved his hand, Elder Chen stopped Chen Ying and Lei Qiu again:

"Don't get so close, you two, beware of Xing Wu's dying counterattack, and push a black iron master into a hurry. No one knows what he will do."

Lei Prison's face turned pale.

He faintly regretted his actions just now, after all, he was still not strong enough, so he was actually frightened.

“No need to blame yourself.”

Elder Chen observed his words and expressions, and said with a smile:

"With your strength, it is already extremely remarkable to be able to retreat from the confrontation of black iron masters. After all, this is not a competition, but a battle of life and death."

"In the gang, you black irons will have room to fight against you, but Xing Wu will not."

"..." Lei Prison's expression was stiff, and he nodded slowly:

"What Elder Chen said was that I underestimated black iron masters too much."

He was in the gang before, and he had also fought against black iron masters. Although he lost, he felt that the gap with black iron was not that big.

Now.

Only those who have truly seen the horror of the black iron powerhouse.

"Yes." Elder Chen nodded:

"Every black iron is a top powerhouse. You are still young. It is not shameful to be inferior to others in strength. There will always be a day when you surpass."

"Let's go!"

"Let's keep up, don't let Xing Wu escape."

"Yes!"

...

"Master Xing."

Guo Ping helped Xing Wu up, and the two ran wildly in the dense forest:

"I have received Madam and Miss. Next, you might as well go to the nearby Zhengqi Hall. There is a Senior Hong sitting there, so you can temporarily avoid the limelight."

"Zhengqi Hall..." Xing Wugang clenched his teeth and glared at Guo Ping angrily:

"You really colluded with Zhengqitang?"

Zhengqi Hall, named Zhengqi, is actually a major disaster in Shicheng, and as far as he knows, there are many shady things done behind the scenes.

"Master Xing." Guo Ping looked serious:

"I do have some contact with Zhengqitang, but I can swear that I have never used them to do anything illegal."

"You..." Xing Wu burst into anger, but caused injuries on his body, and couldn't help coughing again and again.

"Master Xing!"

"Dad!"

"Master!"

Putting aside the grass in front of him, Xing Ruo appeared in front of Xing Wu with his mother and younger brother.

The family finally meet, but there are still pursuers behind.

"where to!"