Chapter 783 (1/2)

”Ha ha!” Seeing Zhou roulong's parry, Maureen laughed. Lu Ping's flying sound chopping is different from ordinary ones. The spirit of singing contains its characteristics of ”transmission and breaking”. However, any attack with this feature can only be dodged and irresistible, which is everyone's consensus. Zhou roulong's choice, in Maureen's view, is tantamount to seeking his own death.

Feiyin's attack had already hit Zhou roulong's arms when his laughter stopped.

There was no light, and the spirit of Ming had infiltrated in a moment. The sleeves of his arms sounded like the wind. Zhou roulong's eyes stared greatly. There was a glimmer of excitement in his eyes, but there was also a trace of clarity.

Then his arms sank fiercely, and his bulging sleeves burst and danced like broken flowers, revealing his white and fat forearm. At this time, his muscles were twisted, which was even thicker than his upper arm. Then several bloody mouths burst out, but Zhou roulong had breathed, and his arms returned to their original white and fat. At this time, he couldn't see the wound that had just burst out.

Is this... Over?

Maureen's laughter accompanied the whole process. Lu Ping's flying sound cuts fast, but Zhou roulong's resolution is also fast. Ha ha, after two sounds, the attack here will be resolved. Zhou roulong was not broken and knelt as he thought. The soul of flying sound cut obviously ended in Zhou roulong's forearm and was dissolved. It seems that feidan is no big deal. Zhou roulong's expression at this time still looks very flying.

”It's not as expected. It's really the eight wastelands!” Cried Zhou roulong.

Eight wastelands? What's that? The five people, including Lu Ping himself, all looked at a loss.

”Let me see what other means there are!” Zhou roulong roared at Lu Ping. There were no other four people in his sight.

Chu min gives Ling Ziyan a wink and suddenly rushes up.

Pneumatic drill!

Raising your hand is also your best power, but it's far more powerful than it was at the beginning. From the middle of Chu min's palm, the whirlwind condensed by the spirit of Qi quickly generated, like a spear, which had drilled into Zhou roulong's chest in the blink of an eye.

”Boring.” Zhou roulong's face flashed a trace of impatience. As soon as his right hand was lifted, the pneumatic drill that had pierced his chest seemed to be under some traction. It flew out in the direction pointed out by his right hand, and Sheng Sheng folded a right angle to change direction.

However, Chu min's people had already swept in front of the Zhou meat dragon with the pneumatic drill, and they waved their fists at the same time. The end of the fist was wrapped with two Qi spirits like the pneumatic drill, and went straight to the Zhou meat dragon.

Zhou roulong was still impatient. He glanced at Lu Ping for fear that Lu Ping might run away. He didn't even look at the fists in front of him. His chest suddenly shrank inward. The thick fat on his chest seemed to disappear out of thin air. His chest was concave a lot. Chu min's fists were incredibly pierced into the air.

But the spirit of the fist was still there. Suddenly, the two whirlwinds finally fell into Zhou roulong's chest.

Boom!

The two whirlwinds burst and dispersed, and the wind containing the spirit of Qi was as sharp as a knife. The skirt of zhouroulong's chest was instantly fragmented. Chu min hurried back, but Zhou roulong's concave chest rebounded quickly at this time, like a big mouth. When he closed fiercely, he swallowed all the two whirlwinds, leaving only a trace of strength outside.

This scene is more strange than Zhou roulong's voice of Xie Luping, but it can be seen that he can deal with it easily. Chu min's spirit of Qi didn't make any waves after being swallowed by his chest. Unlike Lu Ping's spirit of Ming, at least some wounds were caused on his arms, although these wounds seemed to disappear soon.

”What kind of power is this?” Maureen was stunned. Zhou meat dragon is fat and can resist such a powerful attack of soul force. It's even a level that can be achieved by divine soldiers. I've never heard of anyone who can practice the flesh to such a level.

At this time, Zhou roulong lost half of his sleeves and exposed his chest. However, the clothes in other places were intact and looked funny, but the pressure on Lu Ping's five people was even greater. Ling Ziyan, who started to take action after Chu min looked in her eyes, had to stop at this time. Chu min's offensive is fast, but it is dissolved faster. She hasn't come yet to keep up. Zhou roulong also noticed her and glanced at her faintly, which forced her to suspend her original action.