The picture jumped into the water, Zhang Shidong stood on its back, and swam quickly towards the distant shore.

Before leaving, Gong Shuiyuan saw the sadness and disdain. You blocked me here and asked me to go back. As a result, what are the people of the Dust Sect treating you as a chess piece? The garbage that can be thrown away at will? Your role is only worth a few words. If you don’t have any credit, you will become an abandoned child immediately. Tonight, the sea breeze and waves are surging, and there are still a thousand meters away from the island. Can you swim back? Even if you can swim back, what identity do you ask others?

The picture swims very quickly in the sea, and the resistance has little impact on it. It is a ferocious beast that is so weird that there is no record of historical materials. All its abilities are unknown. You can imagine that it can do a lot of things, or you can imagine that it can't do anything.

The island is surrounded by mountains on three sides, with cliffs and reefs, and only one side is gentle on the slope and sandy beach. There are several large reefs in the sea dozens of meters away that block the approach of the ship, which also makes this natural leisure and vacation island have no potential for development. With the disciples of the Dust Sect circling outside, this beautiful island has become an uninhabited deserted island.

When Zhang Shidong appeared on the beach and stopped in the sight of the disciples of Chen Sect, layers of orders began to be issued, without any other, to drive away foreign enemies and kill them without mercy.

The Chen Sect wanted to take revenge and establish his authority. He chose the right time but did not choose a suitable opponent. Tu jumped up and still showed his courage on the land in an environment where he could not rely on the force in the water. Facing the crossbow arrows that were shot in a hurry, he did not give in at all, and allowed two crossbow arrows to shoot on himself.

Zhang Shidong jumped down from Tu's body and shot out the silver needles in his hand. When he was in Pingjiang, Ma Er suggested that he make a sticker on his cuffs, put hundreds of silver needles on each hand. For Zhang Shidong, it was equivalent to putting more than 200 bullets on his body that did not affect his daily life at all.

After the crossbow arrow was placed on the fur like a braid, it was hard to get in. The roared and shook his head and landed on the beach. He kicked the ground and jumped out, which was faster than Zhang Shidong.

In an instant, blood flowed into a river on the beach, and the bodies were lying on the beach. The picture of the disciples killed by the picture was so cruel that they were much more cruel than Zhang Shidong killed with a silver needle. Many people could no longer find the parts on their bodies. Then the picture stood on the beach and rushed into the jungle of the island.

Fighting is the instinct of the picture. Once Zhang Shidong is not worried about any danger. In a harsh environment like the grassland, it can become the overlord above, in this small island, in an environment where it can cooperate with him, I really don’t believe who can hurt it.

Ten dead on the beach, all of them were incomplete. All the rest were their expressions frozen when they were attacked. Zhang Shidong, who was tempted to kill, wanted to stage a bloody drama for everyone in the real sense of the country. Chen Sect can only blame you for being unlucky. In such an environment where there are sufficient reasons, who is the hunter and who is the prey. Those who are strong will always be discourse people. They will summarize and speak in the final summary and speech to make a decision. After that, as time goes by, everyone will gradually recognize the things that have been preserved in history, that is, the history written by the winner.

People who never lack the intention to kill will soon cover the entire island once they are ready to kill, and everyone will cast their sights on the coastal area. If you don’t ask someone to search, now that they are coming up by themselves, do you still have to fight?

"Kill him!" Qingfeng, the helmsman of Chen Sect, who was called the girl by Zhang Shidong, issued a killing order. His hatred for him has been long. The last time he killed two disciples here, he saw that these disciples were also angry and wanted to avenge their fellow brothers, so he gave the order to kill him.

Secular laws have never really bound them. To them, killing people is extremely simple, and they never feel that the outside world can dominate their lives. They just think that they are a noble living being. The ordinary people outside are not qualified to be compared with themselves.

We are martial arts masters, and you are just a group of ordinary people who yearn for the world of martial arts and jump.

One man and one beast, Zhang Shidong walked on the stone road leading to the depths of the island. The picture got into the woods early, fought in its way, and cleared out the island in its way. Qingfeng's order was stupid, and what Zhang Shidong wanted to do was to stain the island with blood.

He was not worried that someone would escape from the island at this time. Now the entire island is under surveillance. At this time, he wanted to escape to everyone, and the killers who attacked foreign guests were hiding in the island.

"Zhang Shidong, my son, dare to break into my Chen Sect. Today I will take the head of my Chen Sect and let the people in the world see that I Chen Sect is not something that anyone can make trouble just by trying to make trouble."

He is a master, in his thirties, at the peak of his physical fitness, a short stick in his hand twitched Zhang Shidong's neck. He was very fast and full of strength. The condensation of power could be felt in the air. He was pulled by it. Not to mention a person, even a stubborn stone would be shattered by him. This man is definitely not a sect master who works behind closed doors. He has experienced various combat growth outside. He has made tricks and ruthless moves, without any sect show-off movements. All movements, including the body, are combined with the short stick, and strive to kill the enemy with one blow.

Zhang Shidong blocked his hand, and the powerful short stick seemed to be sucked on steel. Not only did it fail to generate any damage, but the backshock made his arm hurt. After a while, the tiger's mouth almost didn't hold the short stick. The tiger's mouth cracked the wound and overflowed blood.

"If you have the courage to win others, you must have the courage to admit it. It is said to be inherited for a hundred years. Chen Zong, hum, it is just a joke. I think you no longer have the need to exist."

A punch passed through the defense and hit the opponent's chest. In an instant, he could see a piece of his back bulged. Then he collapsed to the ground, and his breath was gone, and he smashed his internal organs into pieces with one punch.

A dozen disciples rushed over from the opposite side. Zhang Shidong's mouth moved, and a crescent moon blade appeared in his hands, and rushed towards them. The crescent moon blade changed into a magical light in his hands. He passed the blade and harvested his life. The throats of more than ten disciples were all blocked. When Zhang Shidong stopped and stood up and continued to walk up, the throats of the dozen disciples began to spray blood out, and their bodies fell one by one. Before he died, they were still staring at their eyes and rushed forward. They didn't know how they died.

Go all the way up and kill all the way.

Gong Shuiyuan chased after him and followed Zhang Shidong. He looked at him with no emotional fluctuations at all, as if he was killing not a human, but a group of ants that could be trampled to death at any time.

She didn't advise her to see who was right, whether it was inheritance or the reform that adapted to social development. She had contacted Zhang Shidong several times, but he was not sure if he would kill like this?

Every time a house passes by, these old-fashioned houses, mostly wooden buildings, are piles of flames in front of Zhang Shidong.

When Zhang Shidong walked to the depths of the island and stood on the top of the hill, the entire island had been completely ignited. Not only Zhang Shidong set fire, but the picture was like this. In the depths of the jungle, it would not let go of anyone inhabited. If Zhang Shidong killed someone, then killing someone was abusive, like a phantom. The feeling of the enemy in front of him was extremely good, and there was no need to worry at all. Anyone who was killed by it was either a huge damage on the corpse or a missing part.

When Zhang Shidong walked up the corridor, Qingfeng's face became extremely ugly. Is it worth it to die hundreds of disciples along the way?

Looking back at the master uncles who came back from abroad, they were so powerful that they could not resist the Chen Sect, which brought a new path to the Chen Sect. In five days, the entire Chen Sect would follow them to the foreign country, and go to that place to make all the disciples and disciples stronger. Qingfeng even made a promise that if he could get that kind of transformation, his strength would be guaranteed to be able to be increased by three to five times or even more.

"Uncle Master, please tell the truth, are those guests..."

A middle-aged man with a beard looked at the sky with a dark look. A buzzing sound came, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Qingfeng, you must believe that under this sky, there is no only China, and there will be no place for us here. Come with us and go to the United States, where is our paradise."

Qingfeng was angry, and he also saw a helicopter flying in. He didn't know how they called such a helicopter on the land of China, and he was not in the mood to know. He was full of anger and looked at the mustache: "I am Qingfeng from Chen Zong."

"Qingfeng, this is the last chance. If you don't leave, don't blame us."

Zhang Shidong did not give them the chance to continue to slouch, and his footsteps rushed up. Some mistakes cannot be forgiven. Since he did it, he had to bear the price. No matter whether you knew it or not, he never had any mercy. At this time, he saw Qingfeng and Xiaomoushi talking to the disciples on the top of the mountain who knew what was going on, and his footsteps began to retreat.

From fighting for the reputation of the sect to fighting for a group of traitors, they even wanted to point at Xiaomouzi and others to curse. However, the sect guide has been used to obeying for many years, but he has not yet remembered to resist.

boom!

The helicopter in the air turned into a ball of flames, illuminating the desperate eyes of everyone present. Zhang Shidong stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the main hall on the top of the mountain, looking at the picture jumping up from the other side, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Don't embarrass you, come out."

A deep voice sounded in the thatched hut behind the hall, and an old voice appeared: "Mr. Zhang, forgive me if you want to forgive me. You should retreat. We will send it to the strangers on the island later."

Qingfeng bowed respectfully to the old man walking out of the thatched hut behind: "Uncle Master."
Chapter completed!