Chapter 659 Taizu Makes a Move [Second Explosion]
Of course, this only refers to the level of the cultivator to measure the strength of both sides, and Wang Chu is not just a cultivator, his physical strength is comparable to that of a martial arts practitioner. In addition, Wang Chu has been tempered in a different space and has gone through countless times. This life-and-death fight can be described as rolling inside a knife and gun, and the body is invulnerable. If there is no poison, if there is a real fight, it is hard to say who will win...
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call!
The cultivator made a move, and the white and flawless palm was like a bolt of lightning in the sky, and suddenly struck at Wang Zhu.
It was as if a gust of wind had blown across the square.
The cultivator's robe rattled, and he took it back after splitting it out with his hand, and then looked at Wang Zhu in a leisurely manner.
Weird power.
A violent gust of wind swept over, Wang Zhu resisted the severe pain and activated his spirit energy to resist, but what surprised him was that nothing happened after the gust of wind.
Just when Wang Zhu was wondering, after the strong wind, a feminine force penetrated into Wang Zhu's limbs and bones, showing signs of destroying Wang Zhu's physical body.
"not good!"
Feeling a feminine force rampaging in his body, Wang Zhu was horrified, let out a violent shout, and let out an earth-shattering roar, mobilizing the aura, making the internal organs as solid as steel.
chi chi chi chi...
Amidst a burst of strange sounds, the clothes Wang Zhu was wearing unexpectedly burst into black flames, and then turned into ashes, his whole body became naked, standing like a sculpture on the square.
Such a strong physique!
Seeing Wang Zhu's strong and perfect muscles like a steel plate, the cultivator subconsciously took a step back.
The cultivator knew that Wang Chu was also a cultivator, but he had never seen such a strong practitioner.
No one knows better than him how terrifying the femininity is just now. Not to mention the flesh and blood of the human body, even a real steel body is enough to be reduced to ashes. However, the young man in front of him, although up and down His clothes were reduced to ashes, but his body was unscathed.
"The villain hides the chicken-chicken, the gentleman is open-minded. I will fight with you!"
Wang Zhu escaped unharmed,
Regardless of being "open and frank" all over his body, he let out a roar and waved his fists to rush at the cultivator.
At this time, Wang Zhu's only weapon was his fist, because he was poisoned, and as long as he activated his spiritual energy a little, he would be suffering in hell. Decided to fight the cultivator with brute force.
Wang Zhu's idea is very simple, even if he dies, he will drag this eerie cultivator to hell together.
"Humph!"
Seeing Wang Zhu rushing towards him howling, the cultivator snorted coldly, and the white palm met Wang Zhu's iron fist.
In the eyes of practitioners, as long as Wang Chu cannot use his aura to fight, he is like a tiger without teeth.
Cultivators are wrong, very wrong.
Just when his palm touched the flash of Wang Zhu's iron fist, he realized that he had made a major mistake.
Ferocious and vast power surged out from that iron fist, that terrifying power, like a truck weighing hundreds of tons, no, not a truck, but a train. A cultivator feels like an ordinary human standing in front of a speeding locomotive...
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"Peng!"
With a palpitating muffled sound, Wang Zhu and the cultivator flew upside down at the same time, and fell heavily to the ground.
"Hahaha, you are nothing more than that!"
Seeing that the cultivator was thrown so that the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and his face was in a mess, Wang Zhu laughed out loud, the gloom was swept away, he was so proud, his feet moved one after another, his naked body like a sculpture was like lightning Pounced on the cultivator, with a pair of iron fists, slammed on the cultivator fiercely, the momentum was extremely terrifying.
"go to hell!"
The cultivator shouted angrily, waved his hands, his long sleeves fluttered, and his two flawless white palms were like two dazzling lightning bolts in the air.
"Peng!"
Before Wang Zhu's body touched the cultivator, his body flew upside down. However, the cultivator seemed to have been savagely impacted by Wang Zhu, his body shook for a while, and his face was pale and bloodless.
What made the cultivator look terrified was that after Wang Zhu fell to the ground, he immediately jumped up and rushed towards him without fear of death.
"Peng!"
This time, the cultivator's hands were unable to resist Wang Zhu's resistance, and Wang Zhu touched his body. The two of them flew out at the same time again, and a trace of blood dripped from the corner of the practitioner's mouth. Obviously, Wang Zhu's iron fist had already passed. Inflicted severe damage on him.
"Alright, this old man will save you!"
Seeing Wang Zhu struggling to stand up and charge again, the cultivator grinned ferociously, touched his palm in his bosom, and a purple gold bowl appeared in the palm of his hand. The purple gold bowl was slightly smaller than his palm, emitting a purple-gold light. Even in the radiant night, it is still eye-catching.
In the air, a force that destroys heaven and earth surges.
Wang Zhu saw that the sky actually changed color, as if there was a violent storm, giving people a feeling that the mountains and rain are about to come and the wind is full of the building. Cultivation instrument!
Wang Zhu's heart tightened, and his heart beat violently.
If it can activate the aura, Wang Zhu will naturally not pay attention to the magic weapon of the other party. You must know that the magic weapon in his interspatial ring is piled up like a mountain, and he can resist it for a while if he takes it out, but the problem is, Wang Zhu couldn't activate the aura now, which meant that he couldn't use the magic weapon, so he could only resist with his body.
The main reason why cultivators who enter the Tao with martial arts cannot compete with the real practitioners is that the real practitioners can use spiritual energy to drive mana, while those who enter the Tao with martial arts fight with their bodies. This is like two earthlings, one holding a knife and the other Gap the gun.
Of course, when those who enter the Tao with martial arts reach a certain level, the powerful physical body itself is a magic weapon. Usually, at this time, the combat power of those who enter the Tao with martial arts is stronger than that of the real practitioners, just like Monkey King who was killed by the Taishang Lao. After Jun's alchemy furnace was tempered, many magic tools lost their effect on him.
"kill!"
When life and death were at stake, Wang Zhu was undoubtedly a decisive person. Knowing that thinking too much would not help, he immediately gathered his strength and charged towards the cultivator with all his strength.
The sky was overcast with clouds.
The cultivator is holding a purple gold bowl, and his dharma is solemn.
The cultivator was really angry, and decided to use a weapon to kill Wang Stupid directly, no, not only killing, but also destroying his mind and soul, never to be reborn!
Wang Zhu's body shot towards him like an off-string arrow.
A sinister smile appeared on the face of the cultivator.
The power gathered by the purple gold bowl in the air is like substance. He believes that as long as Wang Zhu gets close, he can immediately reduce Wang Zhu's body, three souls and seven souls to ashes...
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call!
An unparalleled force rushed from the direction of the memorial hall along the ground of the square like a tide.
What a powerful force, that power seems to destroy the entire out-of-control.
not good!
The expression on the face of the cultivator who was full of confidence suddenly changed, and he suddenly grabbed the purple golden bowl to protect his chest with both hands, and retreated with both legs, but his speed was not as fast as the sweeping force on the ground.
"Peng!"
The purple gold bowl in the hands of the cultivator was the first to bear the brunt of it, and it turned into countless fragments and shot around. However, before the fragments were shot out, it turned into a purple glow again and disappeared.
"Ah... my baby..." the cultivator let out a heart-piercing howl, but his howl was cut off abruptly, because he saw that Wang Zhu's body was like a shooting star Came over.
Knowing that Taizu made a move, Wang Zhu naturally wanted to seize this good opportunity to kill his opponent.
"Peng!"
There was another palpitating muffled sound.
This time, the cultivator turned into a shooting star, and the whole person was thrown into the sky, shooting into the night sky.
It is Wang Cun's specialty to beat down the dog in the water, and before the cultivator hits the ground, his powerful body bounces up in the air, and kicks the cultivator in the air. The cultivator screams, and his body flies back again.
"Humph!"
Just when Wang Zhu was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, suddenly, a cold and cruel voice came from far in the air, and then, a mighty force rushed head-on to Wang Zhu who was chasing in the air.
"Peng!"
Wang Zhu was hit straight by the mighty force, as if he was hit by a mountain, his steel-like body was also knocked to the ground, just when he jumped up and was about to chase and kill the injured cultivator At that moment, suddenly, another mighty force on the ground of the square swept towards the distant voice like a tide.
After all, Taizu still couldn't tolerate other people's arrogance in his territory.
Wang Cun's body did not move, and he took time to watch the black shadow shooting towards him from a distance. The force like a tide arrived in front of the black shadow in an instant. The force of faith hit him so that he spit out a mouthful of blood, let out an exclamation, and then picked up the injured cultivator on the ground, and fled the square like crazy, completely different from the aggressive appearance at the beginning...
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The square fell into a moment of extreme silence.
Wang Zhu glanced around, and he found that the eyes of some policemen around seemed to be clear, obviously, they were gradually regaining consciousness.
"You are too weak." In Wang Zhu's mind, he remembered the familiar thick voice.
"I'm poisoned." Wang Zhu argued, after all, no one wants to be looked down upon, let alone the number one great man in modern Chinese history.
"If you are strong, you won't be poisoned." The great man said lightly.
"I..." Wang Chu realized that he couldn't refute.
"You are seriously injured, let's talk next time."
"what……"
Wang Cun was taken aback for a moment, and immediately, he felt a dizzy head, and suddenly fell to the ground. At the moment he fell to the ground, he saw that the surrounding policemen surrounded him.
will i go to jail
At the last second of his coma, Wang Chu was thinking about the above question...
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