puff-
Liu Wei'an spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes didn't change a bit, as if he wasn't the one who was injured, the thunder roared, and his fist moved, leaving a series of phantoms in the air. The body of the native exploded, and the sound of piercing the air sounded.
There are aborigines in all directions, bone knives, bone sticks, fangs, stone axes... The weapons of the aborigines are very primitive, but they exude a terrifying atmosphere, and they don't know how they are sacrificed.
There was no time, Liu Weian's body flickered continuously, and every flicker was accompanied by the sound of thunder, the sound of fists and muscles colliding, and the Great Judgment Fist burst out with unparalleled power. As Liu Wei'an's understanding of the Great Judgment Fist deepened, the power of the Great Judgment Fist also increased gradually, and each punch was full of overwhelming power.
chila—
The stone ax cut diagonally from the back to the buttocks, reaching deep into the bone. If Liu Wei'an's speed was a little slower and he could score full marks, his body would have been split in half by now. Blood splashed out.
The indigenous weapons have been blessed with some kind of sinister power, and it is difficult to heal after being wounded. Liu Weian's physique is different from ordinary people, but it is not very effective against this kind of vicious force. The "Dark Emperor's Sutra" is running at high speed, the muscles are getting closer little by little, and the recovery speed is very slow.
Liu Weian's mouth was tightly pursed, his eyes became deeper and sharper, and his left hand was not easily shown, but every time he sacrificed, one of the natives must die. It was a long story, but in fact it only took a few breaths. There were more than 20 corpses of aboriginal people lying on the ground, almost none of them were complete, either there was a blood hole in the chest, or the heads were smashed to pieces.
The Great Judgment punch is so strong that it is difficult to leave a whole body.
The mushroom was chased by an aborigine with colorful feathers on its head, and the blue magic hand burst into dazzling light, but the gap in strength cannot be made up by courage. Mushroom is now relying on not being afraid of death, if it is a person with a little weak heart, he may have been crushed to death by a bone stick.
Xu Banxian lured away three natives by himself, killed one, and left two. One was slightly injured and the other was seriously injured, but he himself was also seriously injured. Although I still have the upper hand, it is impossible to move forward.
"Help me!"
Two more aborigines were killed. There was a riot at the aboriginal base camp. Dozens of aborigines rushed over. Some had one feather on their head, some had two feathers, and some had three feathers. The aura emitted by these people was extremely terrifying , with ferocious eyes, as if a single glance could kill a person.
Liu Wei'an yelled at Xu Banxian, and his speed suddenly increased, attacking wildly around the aborigines, back and forth, the aborigines didn't pay attention, the blood flowing under his feet slowly formed
a complex pattern.
"Soul, sleep!"
Xu Banxian threw out the bell, and the egg-sized brass bell expanded rapidly as it flew into the air. The invisible sound waves spread, and a drowsy force radiated. The aborigines' momentum suddenly dropped a lot.
Xu Banxian's figure flickered, and his steps became more mysterious and obscure. Every step he took was surprising. The aborigines attacked wildly, and even his shadow could not be touched. When he waved this sign, the wind howled, flying sand and rocks, fascinating the eyes of the aborigines .
The gossip mirror on the right hand occasionally shot out a ray of light, and immediately a native was shot and killed. Xu Banxian muttered words, seemingly casually, but fine sweat permeated from his forehead, showing that he was actually under tremendous pressure.
The moment the supporting natives approached, Liu Wei'an called out Xu Banxian to leave, and he took aim at the native with three feathers on his head. The negative has been divided.
The native was nailed to the ground like a nail and remained motionless, while Liu Weian shot it out. At this time, flames suddenly appeared on the ground, the flames flashed, and an explosion sounded.
Boom, boom, boom...
Within a radius of 300 meters, he became a Jedi. The enhanced version of the bursting talisman was drawn with the blood of the monster and Liu Weian's own blood. It was the first time to describe it. When he felt the shock wave coming from behind, he had already rushed into the stronghold of the aborigines, and he punched out like a thunder from the Nine Heavens. The earth seemed to be unable to bear the force and sank.
"Great Judgment Fist!"
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"Huh!" The master's eyes showed surprise.
"This kid actually understands formations, it's not simple!" The gray-clothed man looked surprised, formations are an extremely profound inheritance, and have always been monopolized by the top clans. Experts of their level have no chance to learn, just touched a little fur.
"The talent is really terrifying." Old Immortal was not surprised, he knew that Liu Weian had followed the little beggar, and the little beggar was like walking on the ground in Mogu Mountain, which showed that he had amazing accomplishments in formations. The little beggar is so optimistic about Liu Wei'an, so it's not surprising to teach him the knowledge of formations. However, Liu Wei'an only followed the little beggar for a few hours, and later the little beggar left Mogu'shan and didn't show up again. Of course, Liu Wei'an couldn't learn much in a few hours, but now he can use such a powerful formation to wipe out fifty or sixty natives in an instant. It can only show that Liu Wei'an is highly talented and can figure out the formation by himself.
"Huh!" One Eye's face was not good-looking. Not long ago, he was attacked by Liu Wei'an's formation, and suffered a lot due to his carelessness. Now that he saw the formation again, he was naturally extremely upset.
boom-
When the fist collided with the fist, Liu Wei'an only felt that he had hit a mountain. The force of the shock made his chest hurt, and half of his body was numb. An aborigine with four feathers on his head would not be lower than level five. Warcraft. He gritted his teeth, and the lightning blasted out with another fist.
"Great Judgment Fist!"
Amidst the earth-shattering noise, the upper body of the aborigine shook, and he couldn't help taking a half step back. Regardless of the bleeding from the corner of his mouth, Liu Weian flashed past, and finally approached the aboriginal chief with the most feathers on his head. The aborigine chief's eyes showed mockery, and he didn't even bother to take off the bone stick tied to his back. He punched out, without any moves, and went straight.
The void shattered in an instant, and countless black silk threads condensed into twine-like things stretched over. Liu Weian's scalp felt numb. Although he had never seen this thing before, the aura emanating from the countless black threads was extremely clear. Filled with destructive power.
Behind him, the aborigine with four feathers on its head blocked his way, and two aborigines with three feathers on their heads rushed over from both sides. For a while, he fell into an ambush on all sides.
During the crisis, Liu Wei'an's brain calmed down miraculously, he opened his left hand, and the talisman flashed, reflected in the air, and the ancient power pervaded, suppressing everything. It was obvious that the speed of the aborigines suddenly slowed down.
"Dark Emperor's Scripture!"
The darkness came suddenly, without any warning, all of a sudden, the world turned into darkness, pitch black as ink, impenetrable to divine sense. The other natives became frightened for no reason, and their movements were half a beat slower again. Fear also appeared in the eyes of the native chief, but it was more of madness and ferocity. Lightning grabbed the bone stick behind him, and the terrifying aura had just recovered. An ancient talisman fell, and the aura was instantly extinguished. There was a moment of panic in the eyes of the indigenous chief, and Liu Wei'an's fist hit the air, almost piercing through the void.
Snapped!
The heads of the indigenous chiefs were shattered, like watermelons smashed on the ground, both red and white. The darkness faded, the world returned to normal, Liu Wei'an had disappeared, and only a headless corpse remained in place.
The aborigines yelled in fear and uneasiness, and suddenly became chaotic, turning their heads and running. As soon as they left, the monsters lost their attack power, and when they came out, they still killed the red-eyed monsters on the battlefield, and the other monsters turned their heads and followed the aborigines They left. Come fast, go fast, all of a sudden, the battlefield came to an end.
Although the humans felt abrupt, they were very happy and cheered.