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Chapter 88 Eight Trigrams Two Hundred and Fifty Six Forms!(2/2)

Puff puff puff puff!

ah!

A burst of miserable screams came out, and the silver medal killer only had time to let out a burst of screams before his eyes went black and he completely lost his intuition. Flesh and blood were flying all over his body, as if he had been struck by thousands of swords.

Vital organs flew out one after another.

This is nothing.

Ning Chuan moved with the wind, as fast as the wind, and his ten sharp fingers were already grabbing at the other silver medal masters.

Eyes, ears, mouth and nose, lower vagina, under the ribs, and weak bones in all parts of the body.

All the weaknesses were infinitely magnified in Ningchuan's eyes.

The Eight Diagrams Diamond Claw is just so domineering!

If the opponent falls behind with one move, he will fall behind with every step!

The original 8864 moves were already hard to resist, but now Ningchuan has upgraded to the 256 moves, which can be said to be all-round and without blind spots.

Airtight!

Ahhhhhh!

In an instant, all the remaining people were hit hard and screamed on the spot, as if they had turned into wooden stakes. Blood splattered all over their bodies. It was so horrific that they had no power to resist.

Their palms were fluttering wildly, and they were full of energy, trying to resist, but it had no effect.

Ning Chuan's strength is too great, and with the Bagua variables, he is unparalleled in the world.

Bang bang bang bang!

Soon, all six or seven corpses flew upside down and landed in the distance.

All of them were covered in blood and flesh and blood...

Ning Chuan's body finally stopped.

Black Devil Sanren had a horrified look on his face. He looked at Ning Chuan like a monster, and then at the many silver medal killers on the ground who were in horrible condition. He was so frightened that he clamped his legs together and jumped away, running towards the distance.

"Where to go?"

Ning Chuan shouted loudly, and his body instantly chased after him.

In the woods.

All the heroes were horrified.

Everyone swallowed in disbelief and looked at the horrific corpse in front of them.

"Well...Master of Termination, you...where did you meet this Young Master Lu?"

Liu Shoushan asked with difficulty.

"The poor monk...the poor monk met by chance at the foot of the mountain..."

The monk muttered in response.

Gudu!

The 'Tiger Claw Hand' He Laosan next to him swallowed directly and felt his lips were dry.

It’s also a claw skill capture!

He found that his claw skills were like playing house for a child!

No wonder the other party grabbed your wrist with the first move!

If this were done to me, all the bones and flesh would be torn off.

Suddenly, his eyelids twitched wildly. Looking at the bloody thing in front of him, he quickly clamped his legs.

Whose little hook is flying out...

"The art of killing...it's really the art of killing..."

He Laosan shivered all the time.

Outside the dense forest.

Ning Chuan rushed all the way, chasing the Black Demon Sanren at high speed.

He didn't know any method of improving Qinggong, but he was very explosive and powerful enough. He rushed all the way, and the ground exploded with bangs, and he stepped into big pits one after another.

With a look of horror on his face, Black Devil Sanren used his Qinggong to the extreme. He was like flying on grass, flying all the way, stepping on the tips of the grass, reaching the extreme speed.

However, no matter how fast his Qinggong was, it was still difficult to shake off Ning Chuan's legs in a short period of time despite the explosive power of his legs.

Facts have proven that as long as your own strength is strong enough, you can almost make up for any shortcomings.

"Fire the arrow quickly!"

The Black Devil Sanren roared violently.

The man in black who was ambushing in the dense forest ahead looked shocked and couldn't figure out what was going on, but he still quickly fired his armor-piercing bow.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!

A series of thick iron arrows quickly shot towards Ning Chuan's body, making a harsh roar.

Ning Chuan's expression changed, his hands were like lightning, and he was grabbing at the sky.

Hoo ho ho ho!

He quickly grabbed the iron arrows in his hand and threw them hard at the Black Demon Sanren in front of him.

Wow!

Thick arrows shot out fiercely and densely towards the body of Black Demon Sanren.

Black Devil Sanren's hair suddenly stood up, and his body quickly spun to dodge, using his lightness skills to the extreme.

In an instant, several afterimages appeared on his body.

This is Zhongcheng martial arts [Ghost Step].

Since he started practicing, he has never brought this martial arts to such an extreme level. In an instant, it was as if seven or eight identical Black Demons appeared.

The thick arrows were quickly dodged by him.

The Black Demon Sanman jumped up and continued to flee forward, shouting loudly, "Keep shooting arrows!"

"roar…"

Suddenly, Ning Chuan, who was chasing after him, roared directly into the sky with huge sound waves.

A terrifying sound wave visible to the naked eye roared directly from his mouth.

Boom!

The entire midair seemed to have ripples in the water.

In all directions, grass exploded and rocks flew.

The men in black who were lying in ambush around them suddenly groaned, their mouths and noses bleeded, they covered their ears with their hands and screamed. They were knocked out of the grass on the spot and rolled all over the ground.

Even the Black Demon Sanren who was running wildly was caught off guard by the sound wave and staggered, his energy and blood surged, and he almost fell to the ground.

He was shocked.
Chapter completed!
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