There is a kind of practice called training in battle.
However, the terrifying thing is that Murong Yuanlai's body has been completely changed. The bones on the back of his head actually protruded from his flesh, forming a shield. An Zheng's fist hit the shield, and Murong Yuanlai once again fell forward like a tumbler, but he quickly bounced back. The moment he bounced back, his ribs protruded from his body and he shot toward An Zheng like a spear.
It would be great if I could use the Nine Gang Heavenly Thunder again.
"kill him!"
After An Zheng knocked down the practitioner in front of him, he felt a threat behind him. Just like murderous intent, many people think that the prediction of death is also nonsense. But in fact, anyone who has ever been close to death knows that at the moment before death, there will be an inexplicable chill in the body. It was a momentary thing, but no one cared.
The leader of the Shenhui Council changed his face when he saw An Zheng, because he saw An Zheng but not Bai Xiaochi, which was enough to explain the problem. Bai Xiaochi is the successor that the headmaster values the most. Now that Bai Xiaochi is dead, he has no way to explain himself in front of the headmaster.
So from the moment he made his move, he didn't leave any room to spare and went all out!
In an instant, An Zheng appeared in front of Murong Yuanlai and punched him in the face. Murong Yuanlai's two arms were extended, one hand was supporting the ground, and the other was holding An Zheng's holy fish scales. Therefore, it was impossible for him to defend An Zheng's fist anymore.
The fight between An Zheng and Bai Xiaochi cost him a lot of cultivation power. Before that, An Zheng had been fighting on the battlefield for a long time, and he had used forbidden techniques such as Jiugang Sky Thunder, which consumed a lot of cultivation power.
Even if An Zheng is very tired, even if his cultivation power has been exhausted.
The scales of the holy fish were smashed deep into the earth, and it was unknown how many meters it went down.
Just because of Xing Wuming's promise back then, Murong Yuanlai had no regrets no matter what he did for the God Society over the years. Forty-nine years later, he finally became one of the chief ministers of the Shenhui. However... Bai Xiaochi appeared.
From this point, we can also see Murong Yuanlai's paranoia and hard work towards one thing. He transformed his body into a magic weapon, and the trigger point of this magic weapon is transformation. Murong Yuanlai once said that the reason why he sacrificed his body into magical weapons was because he firmly believed that the most obedient thing was his own body. Even if those magical weapons could identify their owners with blood, they were still foreign objects. There is nothing like a magic weapon like the body. When the mind moves, the body can always be the first to react.
But when An Zheng was about to return to Changdeng City, a group of people from the Youguo Shenhui on the opposite side quickly rushed over.
Just when An Zheng was thinking about this, the huge palm reached directly from the surface to a hundred meters underground. It grabbed the scale of the holy fish and pulled it out from the ground.
Just because of Xing Wuming's promise back then, Murong Yuanlai had no regrets no matter what he did for the God Society over the years. Forty-nine years later, he finally became one of the chief ministers of the Shenhui. However... Bai Xiaochi appeared.
What's even more frightening is that his fists don't just take shape. His arm stretched a hundred meters, and the arm was basically stretched very long without much change, while the fist turned into a ball as big as one meter, completely black.
An Zheng stretched his limbs, looked at the enemy who was approaching quickly, and raised the corners of his mouth... It's just a fight!
Such a person has already mastered how to control his desires, and he also knows how to survive earlier than most people. But this time, he knew he was in big trouble. Bai Xiaochi is dead, and the always moody leader of Shenhui will not let him go. If he catches Bai Xiaochi's murderer, there may be a glimmer of hope. Whether dead or alive, they must be brought back.
An Zheng stretched his limbs, looked at the enemy who was approaching quickly, and raised the corners of his mouth... It's just a fight!
The scales of the holy fish were smashed deep into the earth, and it was unknown how many meters it went down.
And when moving, even if he uses one arm to support his body and the other to attack, he will not be unbalanced. One of his hands was resting on the ground, and the other arm was swung in a full circle and then brought down. The hundred-meter-long arm swings in a circle, and the halo of light it creates feels like a giant Ferris wheel.
But this transformation is undoubtedly terrifying. When a person focuses on one thing, he can do it to perfection.
He summoned [Pojun] from the blood training bead bracelet, and when he walked towards a group of enemies alone, his figure looked so majestic.
An Zheng's mind was racing, thinking about how to break the opponent's terrifying offensive. The other party has no magic weapon, but it is more terrifying than most practitioners in the world who have magic weapons. The most direct force on the fist itself is already difficult to support, and coupled with the inexplicable aura of death, it is even more difficult to deal with.
And when moving, even if he uses one arm to support his body and the other to attack, he will not be unbalanced. One of his hands was resting on the ground, and the other arm was swung in a full circle and then brought down. The hundred-meter-long arm swings in a circle, and the halo of light it creates feels like a giant Ferris wheel.
Those two collarbones pierced An Zheng's eyes like thorns.
Such a person has already mastered how to control his desires, and he also knows how to survive earlier than most people. But this time, he knew he was in big trouble. Bai Xiaochi is dead, and the always moody leader of Shenhui will not let him go. If he catches Bai Xiaochi's murderer, there may be a glimmer of hope. Whether dead or alive, they must be brought back.
However, the terrifying thing is that Murong Yuanlai's body has been completely changed. The bones on the back of his head actually protruded from his flesh, forming a shield. An Zheng's fist hit the shield, and Murong Yuanlai once again fell forward like a tumbler, but he quickly bounced back. The moment he bounced back, his ribs protruded from his body and he shot toward An Zheng like a spear.
"kill him!"
And on the body, the most flexible and most arbitrary thing is the hands.
Just because of Xing Wuming's promise back then, Murong Yuanlai had no regrets no matter what he did for the God Society over the years. Forty-nine years later, he finally became one of the chief ministers of the Shenhui. However... Bai Xiaochi appeared.
After An Zheng knocked down the practitioner in front of him, he felt a threat behind him. Just like murderous intent, many people think that the prediction of death is also nonsense. But in fact, anyone who has ever been close to death knows that at the moment before death, there will be an inexplicable chill in the body. It was a momentary thing, but no one cared.
It took Bai Xiaochi half a month to achieve what Murong Yuanlai had achieved in forty-nine years, and become the chief minister. He also did one thing that Murong Yuanlai failed to do, and became Xing Wuming's designated successor.
The leader of the Shenhui Council changed his face when he saw An Zheng, because he saw An Zheng but not Bai Xiaochi, which was enough to explain the problem. Bai Xiaochi is the successor that the headmaster values the most. Now that Bai Xiaochi is dead, he has no way to explain himself in front of the headmaster.
Just when An Zheng was thinking about this, the huge palm reached directly from the surface to a hundred meters underground. It grabbed the scale of the holy fish and pulled it out from the ground.
He summoned [Pojun] from the blood training bead bracelet, and when he walked towards a group of enemies alone, his figure looked so majestic.
Those two collarbones pierced An Zheng's eyes like thorns.
An Zheng's mind was racing, thinking about how to break the opponent's terrifying offensive. The other party has no magic weapon, but it is more terrifying than most practitioners in the world who have magic weapons. The most direct force on the fist itself is already difficult to support, and coupled with the inexplicable aura of death, it is even more difficult to deal with.
Just because of Xing Wuming's promise back then, Murong Yuanlai had no regrets no matter what he did for the God Society over the years. Forty-nine years later, he finally became one of the chief ministers of the Shenhui. However... Bai Xiaochi appeared.
The moment the leader shouted to kill him, he realized that An Zheng was already among the people in his team.
With a bang, the fist hit the scales of the holy fish hard, and the protective shell formed by the scales carried An Zheng flying for at least two miles!
And on the body, the most flexible and most arbitrary thing is the hands.
The fight between An Zheng and Bai Xiaochi cost him a lot of cultivation power. Before that, An Zheng had been fighting on the battlefield for a long time, and he had used forbidden techniques such as Jiugang Sky Thunder, which consumed a lot of cultivation power.
Even if An Zheng is very tired, even if his cultivation power has been exhausted.
From this point, we can also see Murong Yuanlai's paranoia and hard work towards one thing. He transformed his body into a magic weapon, and the trigger point of this magic weapon is transformation. Murong Yuanlai once said that the reason why he sacrificed his body into magical weapons was because he firmly believed that the most obedient thing was his own body. Even if those magical weapons could identify their owners with blood, they were still foreign objects. There is nothing like a magic weapon like the body. When the mind moves, the body can always be the first to react.
And on the body, the most flexible and most arbitrary thing is the hands.
And on the body, the most flexible and most arbitrary thing is the hands.
Murong Yuanlai's two arms became very long, reaching a hundred meters in length. His body was supported by the two arms, a hundred meters in the air. From a distance, his arms look more like two slender legs. But in this way, his speed reached the extreme. The two arms seemed to step back, covering hundreds of meters in one move.
The group of people who entered the Shenhui together with Murong Yuanlai had high hopes. They were selected into the Shenhui when they were children, but unexpectedly met the leader of the Shenhui. It was on that day that the headmaster Xing Wuming told them that the future headmaster of the Shenhui would be selected from among them. Because these people are carefully selected by God. From that day on, Murong Yuanlai and his group always felt that they would become the new generation of leaders of Shenhui in the future.
The broken trees turned into black ashes in an instant.
With a pop, the whirling scales of the holy fish cut a Shenhui practitioner in half. With blood splashing, An Zheng's body rushed over like electricity. The rapid movement among the crowd prevented those practitioners from You Kingdom from even having time to react.
And on the body, the most flexible and most arbitrary thing is the hands.
The huge fist smashed down hard. Before An Zheng could react at the scale of the holy fish, the terrifying force on his fist struck again.
An Zheng opened the scale of the holy fish, and the huge hand grabbed the scale of the holy fish and went outside. An Zheng took this opportunity to rush towards Murong Yuanlai who was high in the sky. But when An Zheng rushed over, he finally realized why the enemy had extended his arms so long.
It was an extremely shocking fist, huge and terrifying.
The last piece of armor cannot be cut with a sword. However, if the opponent uses a heavy weapon like a sledgehammer, it cannot damage the armor, but its strength can ignore the armor's defense. Almost nothing can destroy An Zheng's holy fish scales, but the power can penetrate it.
More and more bodies fell in front of An Zheng, and more and more blood spilled on him. He is like a killing god, harvesting life from the blood.
From that moment on, Murong Yuanlai wanted to kill Xing Wuming. Even Murong Yuanlai found it strange that he didn't have any murderous intention towards Bai Xiaochi. Perhaps it's because Bai Xiaochi is the kind of person who is born to become a leader.
The force almost penetrated the scales of the holy fish, and An Zheng felt his heart suffocating. It was a kind of cultivation power that An Zheng had never encountered before, with an aura of death. If Bai Xiaochi's blood curse summoning made An Zheng feel the existence of hell, then the power of Murong Yuanlai's cultivation was the power of death. The weirdness and horror of the Shenhui made An Zheng understand it more deeply.
That is the current headmaster of the Shenhui... Xing Wuming.
More and more bodies fell in front of An Zheng, and more and more blood spilled on him. He is like a killing god, harvesting life from the blood.
And on the body, the most flexible and most arbitrary thing is the hands.
And on the body, the most flexible and most arbitrary thing is the hands.
Those two arms were so long that even if An Zheng wanted to make a sneak attack, it would be impossible because the distance would be enough for the opponent to spot him. However, An Zheng had twin trees in two lifetimes.
Murong Yuanlai, the head of the Shenhui, looked increasingly uglier. In so many years, An Zheng was the first person to make him have such murderous intentions. Murong Yuanlai is different from Bai Xiaochi. He is a person trained by the Shenhui. He has received the strict teachings of the Shenhui since he was a child. Later, he became the most common preacher of the Shenhui. Until he became the chief minister, he spent forty-nine years. year time. How much has he experienced in these forty-nine years of martial arts career
From that moment on, Murong Yuanlai wanted to kill Xing Wuming. Even Murong Yuanlai found it strange that he didn't have any murderous intention towards Bai Xiaochi. Perhaps it's because Bai Xiaochi is the kind of person who is born to become a leader.
That is the current headmaster of the Shenhui... Xing Wuming.
The broken trees turned into black ashes in an instant.
With a bang, the fist hit the scales of the holy fish hard, and the protective shell formed by the scales carried An Zheng flying for at least two miles!
But he can.
Such a person has already mastered how to control his desires, and he also knows how to survive earlier than most people. But this time, he knew he was in big trouble. Bai Xiaochi is dead, and the always moody leader of Shenhui will not let him go. If he catches Bai Xiaochi's murderer, there may be a glimmer of hope. Whether dead or alive, they must be brought back.
The moment the leader shouted to kill him, he realized that An Zheng was already among the people in his team.
From this point, we can also see Murong Yuanlai's paranoia and hard work towards one thing. He transformed his body into a magic weapon, and the trigger point of this magic weapon is transformation. Murong Yuanlai once said that the reason why he sacrificed his body into magical weapons was because he firmly believed that the most obedient thing was his own body. Even if those magical weapons could identify their owners with blood, they were still foreign objects. There is nothing like a magic weapon like the body. When the mind moves, the body can always be the first to react.
After An Zheng knocked down the practitioner in front of him, he felt a threat behind him. Just like murderous intent, many people think that the prediction of death is also nonsense. But in fact, anyone who has ever been close to death knows that at the moment before death, there will be an inexplicable chill in the body. It was a momentary thing, but no one cared.
The moment the leader shouted to kill him, he realized that An Zheng was already among the people in his team.
After An Zheng knocked down the practitioner in front of him, he felt a threat behind him. Just like murderous intent, many people think that the prediction of death is also nonsense. But in fact, anyone who has ever been close to death knows that at the moment before death, there will be an inexplicable chill in the body. It was a momentary thing, but no one cared.
That is the current headmaster of the Shenhui... Xing Wuming.
But An Zheng was different, he reacted immediately. Eighteen pieces of holy fish scales immediately formed a protective layer around him. The scales of the holy fish were spliced together in an instant, forming a square iron box, completely protecting An Zheng. It was at this moment that the danger came.
Although An Zheng was in the scales of the holy fish, the scales of the holy fish were his eyes and ears. He could clearly sense the strange cultivation of the leader of the Shenhui. Practitioners all know that the state of Sumeru can control Qi, and the state of imprisoning desires can transform into form. After reaching Xiaoman state, the power of cultivation will undergo a qualitative change. Judging from the enemy's behavior just now, he looked more like a practitioner in the realm of prison, using only the simplest form-transformation technique.
The broken trees turned into black ashes in an instant.
The scales of the holy fish have an absolute defensive effect, but what is the most fearful thing about armor
What's even more frightening is that his fists don't just take shape. His arm stretched a hundred meters, and the arm was basically stretched very long without much change, while the fist turned into a ball as big as one meter, completely black.
Murong Yuan's men were still a hundred meters away, and their fists had already arrived. People who are familiar with Murong Yuanlai have a feeling that Murong Yuanlai is a monster and a pervert. Among the practitioners in this world, Murong Yuanlai may be the only one who sacrifices his body into a magical weapon. This is a person who will do everything possible to kill someone who wants to kill him. So far, there was only one person that Murong Yuanlai always wanted to kill but didn't dare to.
fist.
The leader of the Shenhui Council changed his face when he saw An Zheng, because he saw An Zheng but not Bai Xiaochi, which was enough to explain the problem. Bai Xiaochi is the successor that the headmaster values the most. Now that Bai Xiaochi is dead, he has no way to explain himself in front of the headmaster.
But when An Zheng was about to return to Changdeng City, a group of people from the Youguo Shenhui on the opposite side quickly rushed over.
And on the body, the most flexible and most arbitrary thing is the hands.
Murong Yuanlai, the head of the Shenhui, looked increasingly uglier. In so many years, An Zheng was the first person to make him have such murderous intentions. Murong Yuanlai is different from Bai Xiaochi. He is a person trained by the Shenhui. He has received the strict teachings of the Shenhui since he was a child. Later, he became the most common preacher of the Shenhui. Until he became the chief minister, he spent forty-nine years. year time. How much has he experienced in these forty-nine years of martial arts career
However, the terrifying thing is that Murong Yuanlai's body has been completely changed. The bones on the back of his head actually protruded from his flesh, forming a shield. An Zheng's fist hit the shield, and Murong Yuanlai once again fell forward like a tumbler, but he quickly bounced back. The moment he bounced back, his ribs protruded from his body and he shot toward An Zheng like a spear.
It was an extremely shocking fist, huge and terrifying.
That is the current headmaster of the Shenhui... Xing Wuming.
The fight between An Zheng and Bai Xiaochi cost him a lot of cultivation power. Before that, An Zheng had been fighting on the battlefield for a long time, and he had used forbidden techniques such as Jiugang Sky Thunder, which consumed a lot of cultivation power.
A few seconds later, a wave of water spurted out from the deep cave, and underground water gushed out like a fountain. Even the water was black.
Murong Yuanlai's two collarbones suddenly broke through his flesh and stretched out from his body. The two collarbones turned into two spikes, crossed in front of him like iron drills. With a bang, An Zheng's fist hit the two collarbones hard, and Murong Yuanlai's body immediately fell backwards.
Just because of Xing Wuming's promise back then, Murong Yuanlai had no regrets no matter what he did for the God Society over the years. Forty-nine years later, he finally became one of the chief ministers of the Shenhui. However... Bai Xiaochi appeared.
And on the body, the most flexible and most arbitrary thing is the hands.
Murong Yuan's men were still a hundred meters away, and their fists had already arrived. People who are familiar with Murong Yuanlai have a feeling that Murong Yuanlai is a monster and a pervert. Among the practitioners in this world, Murong Yuanlai may be the only one who sacrifices his body into a magical weapon. This is a person who will do everything possible to kill someone who wants to kill him. So far, there was only one person that Murong Yuanlai always wanted to kill but didn't dare to.
It took Bai Xiaochi half a month to achieve what Murong Yuanlai had achieved in forty-nine years, and become the chief minister. He also did one thing that Murong Yuanlai failed to do, and became Xing Wuming's designated successor.
That is the current headmaster of the Shenhui... Xing Wuming.
Although An Zheng was in the scales of the holy fish, the scales of the holy fish were his eyes and ears. He could clearly sense the strange cultivation of the leader of the Shenhui. Practitioners all know that the state of Sumeru can control Qi, and the state of imprisoning desires can transform into form. After reaching Xiaoman state, the power of cultivation will undergo a qualitative change. Judging from the enemy's behavior just now, he looked more like a practitioner in the realm of prison, using only the simplest form-transformation technique.
There is a kind of practice called training in battle.
The moment the leader shouted to kill him, he realized that An Zheng was already among the people in his team.
"kill him!"
From this point, we can also see Murong Yuanlai's paranoia and hard work towards one thing. He transformed his body into a magic weapon, and the trigger point of this magic weapon is transformation. Murong Yuanlai once said that the reason why he sacrificed his body into magical weapons was because he firmly believed that the most obedient thing was his own body. Even if those magical weapons could identify their owners with blood, they were still foreign objects. There is nothing like a magic weapon like the body. When the mind moves, the body can always be the first to react.
That is the current headmaster of the Shenhui... Xing Wuming.
But An Zheng was different, he reacted immediately. Eighteen pieces of holy fish scales immediately formed a protective layer around him. The scales of the holy fish were spliced together in an instant, forming a square iron box, completely protecting An Zheng. It was at this moment that the danger came.
The huge fist smashed down hard. Before An Zheng could react at the scale of the holy fish, the terrifying force on his fist struck again.
An Zheng's mind was racing, thinking about how to break the opponent's terrifying offensive. The other party has no magic weapon, but it is more terrifying than most practitioners in the world who have magic weapons. The most direct force on the fist itself is already difficult to support, and coupled with the inexplicable aura of death, it is even more difficult to deal with.
The group of people who entered the Shenhui together with Murong Yuanlai had high hopes. They were selected into the Shenhui when they were children, but unexpectedly met the leader of the Shenhui. It was on that day that the headmaster Xing Wuming told them that the future headmaster of the Shenhui would be selected from among them. Because these people are carefully selected by God. From that day on, Murong Yuanlai and his group always felt that they would become the new generation of leaders of Shenhui in the future.
The group of people who entered the Shenhui together with Murong Yuanlai had high hopes. They were selected into the Shenhui when they were children, but unexpectedly met the leader of the Shenhui. It was on that day that the headmaster Xing Wuming told them that the future headmaster of the Shenhui would be selected from among them. Because these people are carefully selected by God. From that day on, Murong Yuanlai and his group always felt that they would become the new generation of leaders of Shenhui in the future.
From that moment on, Murong Yuanlai wanted to kill Xing Wuming. Even Murong Yuanlai found it strange that he didn't have any murderous intention towards Bai Xiaochi. Perhaps it's because Bai Xiaochi is the kind of person who is born to become a leader.
However, the terrifying thing is that Murong Yuanlai's body has been completely changed. The bones on the back of his head actually protruded from his flesh, forming a shield. An Zheng's fist hit the shield, and Murong Yuanlai once again fell forward like a tumbler, but he quickly bounced back. The moment he bounced back, his ribs protruded from his body and he shot toward An Zheng like a spear.
The scales of the holy fish were smashed deep into the earth, and it was unknown how many meters it went down.
However, the terrifying thing is that Murong Yuanlai's body has been completely changed. The bones on the back of his head actually protruded from his flesh, forming a shield. An Zheng's fist hit the shield, and Murong Yuanlai once again fell forward like a tumbler, but he quickly bounced back. The moment he bounced back, his ribs protruded from his body and he shot toward An Zheng like a spear.
The fight between An Zheng and Bai Xiaochi cost him a lot of cultivation power. Before that, An Zheng had been fighting on the battlefield for a long time, and he had used forbidden techniques such as Jiugang Sky Thunder, which consumed a lot of cultivation power.
It took Bai Xiaochi half a month to achieve what Murong Yuanlai had achieved in forty-nine years, and become the chief minister. He also did one thing that Murong Yuanlai failed to do, and became Xing Wuming's designated successor.
Just because of Xing Wuming's promise back then, Murong Yuanlai had no regrets no matter what he did for the God Society over the years. Forty-nine years later, he finally became one of the chief ministers of the Shenhui. However... Bai Xiaochi appeared.
The moment the leader shouted to kill him, he realized that An Zheng was already among the people in his team.
With a bang, the fist hit the scales of the holy fish hard, and the protective shell formed by the scales carried An Zheng flying for at least two miles!
His fists are his greatest support.
It took Bai Xiaochi half a month to achieve what Murong Yuanlai had achieved in forty-nine years, and become the chief minister. He also did one thing that Murong Yuanlai failed to do, and became Xing Wuming's designated successor.
And on the body, the most flexible and most arbitrary thing is the hands.
With a pop, the whirling scales of the holy fish cut a Shenhui practitioner in half. With blood splashing, An Zheng's body rushed over like electricity. The rapid movement among the crowd prevented those practitioners from You Kingdom from even having time to react.
Just when An Zheng was thinking about this, the huge palm reached directly from the surface to a hundred meters underground. It grabbed the scale of the holy fish and pulled it out from the ground.
From that moment on, Murong Yuanlai wanted to kill Xing Wuming. Even Murong Yuanlai found it strange that he didn't have any murderous intention towards Bai Xiaochi. Perhaps it's because Bai Xiaochi is the kind of person who is born to become a leader.
The broken trees turned into black ashes in an instant.
From that moment on, Murong Yuanlai wanted to kill Xing Wuming. Even Murong Yuanlai found it strange that he didn't have any murderous intention towards Bai Xiaochi. Perhaps it's because Bai Xiaochi is the kind of person who is born to become a leader.
Murong Yuanlai's two collarbones suddenly broke through his flesh and stretched out from his body. The two collarbones turned into two spikes, crossed in front of him like iron drills. With a bang, An Zheng's fist hit the two collarbones hard, and Murong Yuanlai's body immediately fell backwards.
Bai Xiaochi died, and Murong Yuanlai knew that if he wanted to survive, his only chance was to bring back the person who killed Bai Xiaochi.
Just because of Xing Wuming's promise back then, Murong Yuanlai had no regrets no matter what he did for the God Society over the years. Forty-nine years later, he finally became one of the chief ministers of the Shenhui. However... Bai Xiaochi appeared.
Murong Yuanlai's two arms became very long, reaching a hundred meters in length. His body was supported by the two arms, a hundred meters in the air. From a distance, his arms look more like two slender legs. But in this way, his speed reached the extreme. The two arms seemed to step back, covering hundreds of meters in one move.
From this point, we can also see Murong Yuanlai's paranoia and hard work towards one thing. He transformed his body into a magic weapon, and the trigger point of this magic weapon is transformation. Murong Yuanlai once said that the reason why he sacrificed his body into magical weapons was because he firmly believed that the most obedient thing was his own body. Even if those magical weapons could identify their owners with blood, they were still foreign objects. There is nothing like a magic weapon like the body. When the mind moves, the body can always be the first to react.
The last piece of armor cannot be cut with a sword. However, if the opponent uses a heavy weapon like a sledgehammer, it cannot damage the armor, but its strength can ignore the armor's defense. Almost nothing can destroy An Zheng's holy fish scales, but the power can penetrate it.
But An Zheng was different, he reacted immediately. Eighteen pieces of holy fish scales immediately formed a protective layer around him. The scales of the holy fish were spliced together in an instant, forming a square iron box, completely protecting An Zheng. It was at this moment that the danger came.
An Zheng's mind was racing, thinking about how to break the opponent's terrifying offensive. The other party has no magic weapon, but it is more terrifying than most practitioners in the world who have magic weapons. The most direct force on the fist itself is already difficult to support, and coupled with the inexplicable aura of death, it is even more difficult to deal with.
So from the moment he made his move, he didn't leave any room to spare and went all out!
His fists are his greatest support.
It was an extremely shocking fist, huge and terrifying.
The group of people who entered the Shenhui together with Murong Yuanlai had high hopes. They were selected into the Shenhui when they were children, but unexpectedly met the leader of the Shenhui. It was on that day that the headmaster Xing Wuming told them that the future headmaster of the Shenhui would be selected from among them. Because these people are carefully selected by God. From that day on, Murong Yuanlai and his group always felt that they would become the new generation of leaders of Shenhui in the future.
His fists are his greatest support.
From this point, we can also see Murong Yuanlai's paranoia and hard work towards one thing. He transformed his body into a magic weapon, and the trigger point of this magic weapon is transformation. Murong Yuanlai once said that the reason why he sacrificed his body into magical weapons was because he firmly believed that the most obedient thing was his own body. Even if those magical weapons could identify their owners with blood, they were still foreign objects. There is nothing like a magic weapon like the body. When the mind moves, the body can always be the first to react.
But An Zheng was different, he reacted immediately. Eighteen pieces of holy fish scales immediately formed a protective layer around him. The scales of the holy fish were spliced together in an instant, forming a square iron box, completely protecting An Zheng. It was at this moment that the danger came.
Murong Yuanlai's two collarbones suddenly broke through his flesh and stretched out from his body. The two collarbones turned into two spikes, crossed in front of him like iron drills. With a bang, An Zheng's fist hit the two collarbones hard, and Murong Yuanlai's body immediately fell backwards.
An Zheng stretched his limbs, looked at the enemy who was approaching quickly, and raised the corners of his mouth... It's just a fight!
But when An Zheng was about to return to Changdeng City, a group of people from the Youguo Shenhui on the opposite side quickly rushed over.
The last piece of armor cannot be cut with a sword. However, if the opponent uses a heavy weapon like a sledgehammer, it cannot damage the armor, but its strength can ignore the armor's defense. Almost nothing can destroy An Zheng's holy fish scales, but the power can penetrate it.
Even if An Zheng is very tired, even if his cultivation power has been exhausted.
There is a kind of practice called training in battle.
What's even more frightening is that his fists don't just take shape. His arm stretched a hundred meters, and the arm was basically stretched very long without much change, while the fist turned into a ball as big as one meter, completely black.
Just because of Xing Wuming's promise back then, Murong Yuanlai had no regrets no matter what he did for the God Society over the years. Forty-nine years later, he finally became one of the chief ministers of the Shenhui. However... Bai Xiaochi appeared.
Murong Yuanlai, the head of the Shenhui, looked increasingly uglier. In so many years, An Zheng was the first person to make him have such murderous intentions. Murong Yuanlai is different from Bai Xiaochi. He is a person trained by the Shenhui. He has received the strict teachings of the Shenhui since he was a child. Later, he became the most common preacher of the Shenhui. Until he became the chief minister, he spent forty-nine years. year time. How much has he experienced in these forty-nine years of martial arts career
With a bang, the fist hit the scales of the holy fish hard, and the protective shell formed by the scales carried An Zheng flying for at least two miles!
The group of people who entered the Shenhui together with Murong Yuanlai had high hopes. They were selected into the Shenhui when they were children, but unexpectedly met the leader of the Shenhui. It was on that day that the headmaster Xing Wuming told them that the future headmaster of the Shenhui would be selected from among them. Because these people are carefully selected by God. From that day on, Murong Yuanlai and his group always felt that they would become the new generation of leaders of Shenhui in the future.
A few seconds later, a wave of water spurted out from the deep cave, and underground water gushed out like a fountain. Even the water was black.
Along the way, the Holy Fish Scales left a deep ravine wherever it passed. It looked like an arrow being shot, traveling a thousand meters. The scales of the holy fish broke countless large trees and left thousands of meters of ditches on the ground. But this is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that the traces left by the scales of the holy fish are black, and the soil seems to be burnt.
An Zheng felt the remaining power of his cultivation and was no longer able to use the Nine Gang Heavenly Thunder again.
Murong Yuanlai's two collarbones suddenly broke through his flesh and stretched out from his body. The two collarbones turned into two spikes, crossed in front of him like iron drills. With a bang, An Zheng's fist hit the two collarbones hard, and Murong Yuanlai's body immediately fell backwards.
There is a kind of practice called training in battle.
The broken trees turned into black ashes in an instant.
He summoned [Pojun] from the blood training bead bracelet, and when he walked towards a group of enemies alone, his figure looked so majestic.
An Zheng's mind was racing, thinking about how to break the opponent's terrifying offensive. The other party has no magic weapon, but it is more terrifying than most practitioners in the world who have magic weapons. The most direct force on the fist itself is already difficult to support, and coupled with the inexplicable aura of death, it is even more difficult to deal with.
Bai Xiaochi died, and Murong Yuanlai knew that if he wanted to survive, his only chance was to bring back the person who killed Bai Xiaochi.
Those two arms were so long that even if An Zheng wanted to make a sneak attack, it would be impossible because the distance would be enough for the opponent to spot him. However, An Zheng had twin trees in two lifetimes.
Bai Xiaochi died, and Murong Yuanlai knew that if he wanted to survive, his only chance was to bring back the person who killed Bai Xiaochi.
After An Zheng knocked down the practitioner in front of him, he felt a threat behind him. Just like murderous intent, many people think that the prediction of death is also nonsense. But in fact, anyone who has ever been close to death knows that at the moment before death, there will be an inexplicable chill in the body. It was a momentary thing, but no one cared.
After An Zheng knocked down the practitioner in front of him, he felt a threat behind him. Just like murderous intent, many people think that the prediction of death is also nonsense. But in fact, anyone who has ever been close to death knows that at the moment before death, there will be an inexplicable chill in the body. It was a momentary thing, but no one cared.
But he was at such a high place, and it would take longer for him to fall down or hit the ground. This time had already taken him to react. Like a roly-poly, he actually bounced back, giving him even more strength when he bounced back.
The force almost penetrated the scales of the holy fish, and An Zheng felt his heart suffocating. It was a kind of cultivation power that An Zheng had never encountered before, with an aura of death. If Bai Xiaochi's blood curse summoning made An Zheng feel the existence of hell, then the power of Murong Yuanlai's cultivation was the power of death. The weirdness and horror of the Shenhui made An Zheng understand it more deeply.
The force almost penetrated the scales of the holy fish, and An Zheng felt his heart suffocating. It was a kind of cultivation power that An Zheng had never encountered before, with an aura of death. If Bai Xiaochi's blood curse summoning made An Zheng feel the existence of hell, then the power of Murong Yuanlai's cultivation was the power of death. The weirdness and horror of the Shenhui made An Zheng understand it more deeply.
However, the terrifying thing is that Murong Yuanlai's body has been completely changed. The bones on the back of his head actually protruded from his flesh, forming a shield. An Zheng's fist hit the shield, and Murong Yuanlai once again fell forward like a tumbler, but he quickly bounced back. The moment he bounced back, his ribs protruded from his body and he shot toward An Zheng like a spear.
And on the body, the most flexible and most arbitrary thing is the hands.
A few seconds later, a wave of water spurted out from the deep cave, and underground water gushed out like a fountain. Even the water was black.
His fists are his greatest support.
The broken trees turned into black ashes in an instant.
Murong Yuanlai's two arms became very long, reaching a hundred meters in length. His body was supported by the two arms, a hundred meters in the air. From a distance, his arms look more like two slender legs. But in this way, his speed reached the extreme. The two arms seemed to step back, covering hundreds of meters in one move.
fist.
Along the way, the Holy Fish Scales left a deep ravine wherever it passed. It looked like an arrow being shot, traveling a thousand meters. The scales of the holy fish broke countless large trees and left thousands of meters of ditches on the ground. But this is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that the traces left by the scales of the holy fish are black, and the soil seems to be burnt.
And when moving, even if he uses one arm to support his body and the other to attack, he will not be unbalanced. One of his hands was resting on the ground, and the other arm was swung in a full circle and then brought down. The hundred-meter-long arm swings in a circle, and the halo of light it creates feels like a giant Ferris wheel.
The force almost penetrated the scales of the holy fish, and An Zheng felt his heart suffocating. It was a kind of cultivation power that An Zheng had never encountered before, with an aura of death. If Bai Xiaochi's blood curse summoning made An Zheng feel the existence of hell, then the power of Murong Yuanlai's cultivation was the power of death. The weirdness and horror of the Shenhui made An Zheng understand it more deeply.
It was an extremely shocking fist, huge and terrifying.
But when An Zheng was about to return to Changdeng City, a group of people from the Youguo Shenhui on the opposite side quickly rushed over.
But he can.
The moment the leader shouted to kill him, he realized that An Zheng was already among the people in his team.
And when moving, even if he uses one arm to support his body and the other to attack, he will not be unbalanced. One of his hands was resting on the ground, and the other arm was swung in a full circle and then brought down. The hundred-meter-long arm swings in a circle, and the halo of light it creates feels like a giant Ferris wheel.
With a bang, the fist hit the scales of the holy fish hard, and the protective shell formed by the scales carried An Zheng flying for at least two miles!
The scales of the holy fish were smashed deep into the earth, and it was unknown how many meters it went down.
The huge fist smashed down hard. Before An Zheng could react at the scale of the holy fish, the terrifying force on his fist struck again.
Bai Xiaochi died, and Murong Yuanlai knew that if he wanted to survive, his only chance was to bring back the person who killed Bai Xiaochi.
And on the body, the most flexible and most arbitrary thing is the hands.
An Zheng opened the scale of the holy fish, and the huge hand grabbed the scale of the holy fish and went outside. An Zheng took this opportunity to rush towards Murong Yuanlai who was high in the sky. But when An Zheng rushed over, he finally realized why the enemy had extended his arms so long.
Even if An Zheng is very tired, even if his cultivation power has been exhausted.
boom!
It would be great if I could use the Nine Gang Heavenly Thunder again.
An Zheng's body suddenly disappeared and appeared behind Murong Yuanlai, then punched him in the back of the head.
Such a person has already mastered how to control his desires, and he also knows how to survive earlier than most people. But this time, he knew he was in big trouble. Bai Xiaochi is dead, and the always moody leader of Shenhui will not let him go. If he catches Bai Xiaochi's murderer, there may be a glimmer of hope. Whether dead or alive, they must be brought back.
But An Zheng was different, he reacted immediately. Eighteen pieces of holy fish scales immediately formed a protective layer around him. The scales of the holy fish were spliced together in an instant, forming a square iron box, completely protecting An Zheng. It was at this moment that the danger came.
An Zheng felt the remaining power of his cultivation and was no longer able to use the Nine Gang Heavenly Thunder again.
The scales of the holy fish were smashed deep into the earth, and it was unknown how many meters it went down.
With a pop, the whirling scales of the holy fish cut a Shenhui practitioner in half. With blood splashing, An Zheng's body rushed over like electricity. The rapid movement among the crowd prevented those practitioners from You Kingdom from even having time to react.
An Zheng's mind was racing, thinking about how to break the opponent's terrifying offensive. The other party has no magic weapon, but it is more terrifying than most practitioners in the world who have magic weapons. The most direct force on the fist itself is already difficult to support, and coupled with the inexplicable aura of death, it is even more difficult to deal with.
An Zheng's mind was racing, thinking about how to break the opponent's terrifying offensive. The other party has no magic weapon, but it is more terrifying than most practitioners in the world who have magic weapons. The most direct force on the fist itself is already difficult to support, and coupled with the inexplicable aura of death, it is even more difficult to deal with.
And when moving, even if he uses one arm to support his body and the other to attack, he will not be unbalanced. One of his hands was resting on the ground, and the other arm was swung in a full circle and then brought down. The hundred-meter-long arm swings in a circle, and the halo of light it creates feels like a giant Ferris wheel.
Those two collarbones pierced An Zheng's eyes like thorns.
But he can.
A few seconds later, a wave of water spurted out from the deep cave, and underground water gushed out like a fountain. Even the water was black.
Just because of Xing Wuming's promise back then, Murong Yuanlai had no regrets no matter what he did for the God Society over the years. Forty-nine years later, he finally became one of the chief ministers of the Shenhui. However... Bai Xiaochi appeared.
The last piece of armor cannot be cut with a sword. However, if the opponent uses a heavy weapon like a sledgehammer, it cannot damage the armor, but its strength can ignore the armor's defense. Almost nothing can destroy An Zheng's holy fish scales, but the power can penetrate it.
Along the way, the Holy Fish Scales left a deep ravine wherever it passed. It looked like an arrow being shot, traveling a thousand meters. The scales of the holy fish broke countless large trees and left thousands of meters of ditches on the ground. But this is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that the traces left by the scales of the holy fish are black, and the soil seems to be burnt.
It took Bai Xiaochi half a month to achieve what Murong Yuanlai had achieved in forty-nine years, and become the chief minister. He also did one thing that Murong Yuanlai failed to do, and became Xing Wuming's designated successor.
From that moment on, Murong Yuanlai wanted to kill Xing Wuming. Even Murong Yuanlai found it strange that he didn't have any murderous intention towards Bai Xiaochi. Perhaps it's because Bai Xiaochi is the kind of person who is born to become a leader.
Although An Zheng was in the scales of the holy fish, the scales of the holy fish were his eyes and ears. He could clearly sense the strange cultivation of the leader of the Shenhui. Practitioners all know that the state of Sumeru can control Qi, and the state of imprisoning desires can transform into form. After reaching Xiaoman state, the power of cultivation will undergo a qualitative change. Judging from the enemy's behavior just now, he looked more like a practitioner in the realm of prison, using only the simplest form-transformation technique.
From this point, we can also see Murong Yuanlai's paranoia and hard work towards one thing. He transformed his body into a magic weapon, and the trigger point of this magic weapon is transformation. Murong Yuanlai once said that the reason why he sacrificed his body into magical weapons was because he firmly believed that the most obedient thing was his own body. Even if those magical weapons could identify their owners with blood, they were still foreign objects. There is nothing like a magic weapon like the body. When the mind moves, the body can always be the first to react.
Along the way, the Holy Fish Scales left a deep ravine wherever it passed. It looked like an arrow being shot, traveling a thousand meters. The scales of the holy fish broke countless large trees and left thousands of meters of ditches on the ground. But this is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that the traces left by the scales of the holy fish are black, and the soil seems to be burnt.
There is a kind of practice called training in battle.
But this transformation is undoubtedly terrifying. When a person focuses on one thing, he can do it to perfection.
With a bang, the fist hit the scales of the holy fish hard, and the protective shell formed by the scales carried An Zheng flying for at least two miles!
It was an extremely shocking fist, huge and terrifying.
The scales of the holy fish were smashed deep into the earth, and it was unknown how many meters it went down.
The last piece of armor cannot be cut with a sword. However, if the opponent uses a heavy weapon like a sledgehammer, it cannot damage the armor, but its strength can ignore the armor's defense. Almost nothing can destroy An Zheng's holy fish scales, but the power can penetrate it.
However, the terrifying thing is that Murong Yuanlai's body has been completely changed. The bones on the back of his head actually protruded from his flesh, forming a shield. An Zheng's fist hit the shield, and Murong Yuanlai once again fell forward like a tumbler, but he quickly bounced back. The moment he bounced back, his ribs protruded from his body and he shot toward An Zheng like a spear.
An Zheng opened the scale of the holy fish, and the huge hand grabbed the scale of the holy fish and went outside. An Zheng took this opportunity to rush towards Murong Yuanlai who was high in the sky. But when An Zheng rushed over, he finally realized why the enemy had extended his arms so long.
From this point, we can also see Murong Yuanlai's paranoia and hard work towards one thing. He transformed his body into a magic weapon, and the trigger point of this magic weapon is transformation. Murong Yuanlai once said that the reason why he sacrificed his body into magical weapons was because he firmly believed that the most obedient thing was his own body. Even if those magical weapons could identify their owners with blood, they were still foreign objects. There is nothing like a magic weapon like the body. When the mind moves, the body can always be the first to react.
Murong Yuanlai, the head of the Shenhui, looked increasingly uglier. In so many years, An Zheng was the first person to make him have such murderous intentions. Murong Yuanlai is different from Bai Xiaochi. He is a person trained by the Shenhui. He has received the strict teachings of the Shenhui since he was a child. Later, he became the most common preacher of the Shenhui. Until he became the chief minister, he spent forty-nine years. year time. How much has he experienced in these forty-nine years of martial arts career
And on the body, the most flexible and most arbitrary thing is the hands.
And on the body, the most flexible and most arbitrary thing is the hands.
The leader of the Shenhui Council changed his face when he saw An Zheng, because he saw An Zheng but not Bai Xiaochi, which was enough to explain the problem. Bai Xiaochi is the successor that the headmaster values the most. Now that Bai Xiaochi is dead, he has no way to explain himself in front of the headmaster.
Just when An Zheng was thinking about this, the huge palm reached directly from the surface to a hundred meters underground. It grabbed the scale of the holy fish and pulled it out from the ground.
But An Zheng was different, he reacted immediately. Eighteen pieces of holy fish scales immediately formed a protective layer around him. The scales of the holy fish were spliced together in an instant, forming a square iron box, completely protecting An Zheng. It was at this moment that the danger came.
And when moving, even if he uses one arm to support his body and the other to attack, he will not be unbalanced. One of his hands was resting on the ground, and the other arm was swung in a full circle and then brought down. The hundred-meter-long arm swings in a circle, and the halo of light it creates feels like a giant Ferris wheel.
Along the way, the Holy Fish Scales left a deep ravine wherever it passed. It looked like an arrow being shot, traveling a thousand meters. The scales of the holy fish broke countless large trees and left thousands of meters of ditches on the ground. But this is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that the traces left by the scales of the holy fish are black, and the soil seems to be burnt.
His fists are his greatest support.
An Zheng's mind was racing, thinking about how to break the opponent's terrifying offensive. The other party has no magic weapon, but it is more terrifying than most practitioners in the world who have magic weapons. The most direct force on the fist itself is already difficult to support, and coupled with the inexplicable aura of death, it is even more difficult to deal with.
It was an extremely shocking fist, huge and terrifying.
Murong Yuanlai's two collarbones suddenly broke through his flesh and stretched out from his body. The two collarbones turned into two spikes, crossed in front of him like iron drills. With a bang, An Zheng's fist hit the two collarbones hard, and Murong Yuanlai's body immediately fell backwards.
The scales of the holy fish have an absolute defensive effect, but what is the most fearful thing about armor
Murong Yuanlai's two collarbones suddenly broke through his flesh and stretched out from his body. The two collarbones turned into two spikes, crossed in front of him like iron drills. With a bang, An Zheng's fist hit the two collarbones hard, and Murong Yuanlai's body immediately fell backwards.
What's even more frightening is that his fists don't just take shape. His arm stretched a hundred meters, and the arm was basically stretched very long without much change, while the fist turned into a ball as big as one meter, completely black.
The broken trees turned into black ashes in an instant.
The scales of the holy fish were smashed deep into the earth, and it was unknown how many meters it went down.
After An Zheng knocked down the practitioner in front of him, he felt a threat behind him. Just like murderous intent, many people think that the prediction of death is also nonsense. But in fact, anyone who has ever been close to death knows that at the moment before death, there will be an inexplicable chill in the body. It was a momentary thing, but no one cared.
The last piece of armor cannot be cut with a sword. However, if the opponent uses a heavy weapon like a sledgehammer, it cannot damage the armor, but its strength can ignore the armor's defense. Almost nothing can destroy An Zheng's holy fish scales, but the power can penetrate it.
From that moment on, Murong Yuanlai wanted to kill Xing Wuming. Even Murong Yuanlai found it strange that he didn't have any murderous intention towards Bai Xiaochi. Perhaps it's because Bai Xiaochi is the kind of person who is born to become a leader.
The broken trees turned into black ashes in an instant.
"kill him!"
Such a person has already mastered how to control his desires, and he also knows how to survive earlier than most people. But this time, he knew he was in big trouble. Bai Xiaochi is dead, and the always moody leader of Shenhui will not let him go. If he catches Bai Xiaochi's murderer, there may be a glimmer of hope. Whether dead or alive, they must be brought back.
It would be great if I could use the Nine Gang Heavenly Thunder again.
Along the way, the Holy Fish Scales left a deep ravine wherever it passed. It looked like an arrow being shot, traveling a thousand meters. The scales of the holy fish broke countless large trees and left thousands of meters of ditches on the ground. But this is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that the traces left by the scales of the holy fish are black, and the soil seems to be burnt.
So from the moment he made his move, he didn't leave any room to spare and went all out!
An Zheng felt the remaining power of his cultivation and was no longer able to use the Nine Gang Heavenly Thunder again.
But An Zheng was different, he reacted immediately. Eighteen pieces of holy fish scales immediately formed a protective layer around him. The scales of the holy fish were spliced together in an instant, forming a square iron box, completely protecting An Zheng. It was at this moment that the danger came.
The scales of the holy fish were smashed deep into the earth, and it was unknown how many meters it went down.
It was an extremely shocking fist, huge and terrifying.
An Zheng's mind was racing, thinking about how to break the opponent's terrifying offensive. The other party has no magic weapon, but it is more terrifying than most practitioners in the world who have magic weapons. The most direct force on the fist itself is already difficult to support, and coupled with the inexplicable aura of death, it is even more difficult to deal with.
Just when An Zheng was thinking about this, the huge palm reached directly from the surface to a hundred meters underground. It grabbed the scale of the holy fish and pulled it out from the ground.
But when An Zheng was about to return to Changdeng City, a group of people from the Youguo Shenhui on the opposite side quickly rushed over.
But this transformation is undoubtedly terrifying. When a person focuses on one thing, he can do it to perfection.
An Zheng opened the scale of the holy fish, and the huge hand grabbed the scale of the holy fish and went outside. An Zheng took this opportunity to rush towards Murong Yuanlai who was high in the sky. But when An Zheng rushed over, he finally realized why the enemy had extended his arms so long.
But this transformation is undoubtedly terrifying. When a person focuses on one thing, he can do it to perfection.
Just because of Xing Wuming's promise back then, Murong Yuanlai had no regrets no matter what he did for the God Society over the years. Forty-nine years later, he finally became one of the chief ministers of the Shenhui. However... Bai Xiaochi appeared.
"kill him!"
Just because of Xing Wuming's promise back then, Murong Yuanlai had no regrets no matter what he did for the God Society over the years. Forty-nine years later, he finally became one of the chief ministers of the Shenhui. However... Bai Xiaochi appeared.
Murong Yuanlai's two collarbones suddenly broke through his flesh and stretched out from his body. The two collarbones turned into two spikes, crossed in front of him like iron drills. With a bang, An Zheng's fist hit the two collarbones hard, and Murong Yuanlai's body immediately fell backwards.
From that moment on, Murong Yuanlai wanted to kill Xing Wuming. Even Murong Yuanlai found it strange that he didn't have any murderous intention towards Bai Xiaochi. Perhaps it's because Bai Xiaochi is the kind of person who is born to become a leader.
Even if An Zheng is very tired, even if his cultivation power has been exhausted.
fist.
Those two arms were so long that even if An Zheng wanted to make a sneak attack, it would be impossible because the distance would be enough for the opponent to spot him. However, An Zheng had twin trees in two lifetimes.
That is the current headmaster of the Shenhui... Xing Wuming.
"kill him!"
A few seconds later, a wave of water spurted out from the deep cave, and underground water gushed out like a fountain. Even the water was black.
The huge fist smashed down hard. Before An Zheng could react at the scale of the holy fish, the terrifying force on his fist struck again.
From this point, we can also see Murong Yuanlai's paranoia and hard work towards one thing. He transformed his body into a magic weapon, and the trigger point of this magic weapon is transformation. Murong Yuanlai once said that the reason why he sacrificed his body into magical weapons was because he firmly believed that the most obedient thing was his own body. Even if those magical weapons could identify their owners with blood, they were still foreign objects. There is nothing like a magic weapon like the body. When the mind moves, the body can always be the first to react.
It would be great if I could use the Nine Gang Heavenly Thunder again.
In an instant, An Zheng appeared in front of Murong Yuanlai and punched him in the face. Murong Yuanlai's two arms were extended, one hand was supporting the ground, and the other was holding An Zheng's holy fish scales. Therefore, it was impossible for him to defend An Zheng's fist anymore.
Bai Xiaochi died, and Murong Yuanlai knew that if he wanted to survive, his only chance was to bring back the person who killed Bai Xiaochi.
The scales of the holy fish were smashed deep into the earth, and it was unknown how many meters it went down.
The fight between An Zheng and Bai Xiaochi cost him a lot of cultivation power. Before that, An Zheng had been fighting on the battlefield for a long time, and he had used forbidden techniques such as Jiugang Sky Thunder, which consumed a lot of cultivation power.
In an instant, An Zheng appeared in front of Murong Yuanlai and punched him in the face. Murong Yuanlai's two arms were extended, one hand was supporting the ground, and the other was holding An Zheng's holy fish scales. Therefore, it was impossible for him to defend An Zheng's fist anymore.
An Zheng felt the remaining power of his cultivation and was no longer able to use the Nine Gang Heavenly Thunder again.
Such a person has already mastered how to control his desires, and he also knows how to survive earlier than most people. But this time, he knew he was in big trouble. Bai Xiaochi is dead, and the always moody leader of Shenhui will not let him go. If he catches Bai Xiaochi's murderer, there may be a glimmer of hope. Whether dead or alive, they must be brought back.
But he can.
But this transformation is undoubtedly terrifying. When a person focuses on one thing, he can do it to perfection.
It was an extremely shocking fist, huge and terrifying.
From this point, we can also see Murong Yuanlai's paranoia and hard work towards one thing. He transformed his body into a magic weapon, and the trigger point of this magic weapon is transformation. Murong Yuanlai once said that the reason why he sacrificed his body into magical weapons was because he firmly believed that the most obedient thing was his own body. Even if those magical weapons could identify their owners with blood, they were still foreign objects. There is nothing like a magic weapon like the body. When the mind moves, the body can always be the first to react.
Murong Yuanlai's two collarbones suddenly broke through his flesh and stretched out from his body. The two collarbones turned into two spikes, crossed in front of him like iron drills. With a bang, An Zheng's fist hit the two collarbones hard, and Murong Yuanlai's body immediately fell backwards.
The broken trees turned into black ashes in an instant.
Bai Xiaochi died, and Murong Yuanlai knew that if he wanted to survive, his only chance was to bring back the person who killed Bai Xiaochi.
Murong Yuanlai's two arms became very long, reaching a hundred meters in length. His body was supported by the two arms, a hundred meters in the air. From a distance, his arms look more like two slender legs. But in this way, his speed reached the extreme. The two arms seemed to step back, covering hundreds of meters in one move.
An Zheng's mind was racing, thinking about how to break the opponent's terrifying offensive. The other party has no magic weapon, but it is more terrifying than most practitioners in the world who have magic weapons. The most direct force on the fist itself is already difficult to support, and coupled with the inexplicable aura of death, it is even more difficult to deal with.
In an instant, An Zheng appeared in front of Murong Yuanlai and punched him in the face. Murong Yuanlai's two arms were extended, one hand was supporting the ground, and the other was holding An Zheng's holy fish scales. Therefore, it was impossible for him to defend An Zheng's fist anymore.
But he was at such a high place, and it would take longer for him to fall down or hit the ground. This time had already taken him to react. Like a roly-poly, he actually bounced back, giving him even more strength when he bounced back.
But this transformation is undoubtedly terrifying. When a person focuses on one thing, he can do it to perfection.
What's even more frightening is that his fists don't just take shape. His arm stretched a hundred meters, and the arm was basically stretched very long without much change, while the fist turned into a ball as big as one meter, completely black.
He summoned [Pojun] from the blood training bead bracelet, and when he walked towards a group of enemies alone, his figure looked so majestic.
There is a kind of practice called training in battle.
Those two collarbones pierced An Zheng's eyes like thorns.
Even if An Zheng is very tired, even if his cultivation power has been exhausted.
From this point, we can also see Murong Yuanlai's paranoia and hard work towards one thing. He transformed his body into a magic weapon, and the trigger point of this magic weapon is transformation. Murong Yuanlai once said that the reason why he sacrificed his body into magical weapons was because he firmly believed that the most obedient thing was his own body. Even if those magical weapons could identify their owners with blood, they were still foreign objects. There is nothing like a magic weapon like the body. When the mind moves, the body can always be the first to react.
It took Bai Xiaochi half a month to achieve what Murong Yuanlai had achieved in forty-nine years, and become the chief minister. He also did one thing that Murong Yuanlai failed to do, and became Xing Wuming's designated successor.
The broken trees turned into black ashes in an instant.
The moment the leader shouted to kill him, he realized that An Zheng was already among the people in his team.
It would be great if I could use the Nine Gang Heavenly Thunder again.
An Zheng's body suddenly disappeared and appeared behind Murong Yuanlai, then punched him in the back of the head.
His fists are his greatest support.
After An Zheng knocked down the practitioner in front of him, he felt a threat behind him. Just like murderous intent, many people think that the prediction of death is also nonsense. But in fact, anyone who has ever been close to death knows that at the moment before death, there will be an inexplicable chill in the body. It was a momentary thing, but no one cared.
Just when An Zheng was thinking about this, the huge palm reached directly from the surface to a hundred meters underground. It grabbed the scale of the holy fish and pulled it out from the ground.
However, the terrifying thing is that Murong Yuanlai's body has been completely changed. The bones on the back of his head actually protruded from his flesh, forming a shield. An Zheng's fist hit the shield, and Murong Yuanlai once again fell forward like a tumbler, but he quickly bounced back. The moment he bounced back, his ribs protruded from his body and he shot toward An Zheng like a spear.
Just because of Xing Wuming's promise back then, Murong Yuanlai had no regrets no matter what he did for the God Society over the years. Forty-nine years later, he finally became one of the chief ministers of the Shenhui. However... Bai Xiaochi appeared.
From that moment on, Murong Yuanlai wanted to kill Xing Wuming. Even Murong Yuanlai found it strange that he didn't have any murderous intention towards Bai Xiaochi. Perhaps it's because Bai Xiaochi is the kind of person who is born to become a leader.