Chapter 1931: Wu Tian (1/2)
The first thousand and thirty-first chapters of Wu Tian in anger
A sword fell head-on, if it weren't for Wu Tian's response fast enough, Yang Teng would be in danger!
Wu Tian was furious. Who was so bold and dared to do something in front of him and Long Jingtian? Didn't this look down upon them, these two ancient powers!
”Boom!” The fist blasted out thousands of times in an instant.
There was a clash of Dangdang, and Wu Tian's fist was as hard as a magic weapon, protecting the space above his head while launching a counterattack.
”Good! Strong enough! Come again!” Wu Tian made strange calls.
The place where the fist and the sword light meet is bright red.
Yang Teng was shocked. Although Wu Tian didn't use any weapons, he just used his fists to fight, but the power of Wu Tian's double fists should not be underestimated. They were stronger than some quasi-imperial weapons. Double fist was hit hard in the confrontation with the opponent!
Withdrawing his fists, the skin was open and fleshy, and the scars were deeply visible, exposing Bai Sensen's finger bones. Yang Teng even saw the scars on Wu Tian's finger bones.
Wu Tian didn't care, with a bloodthirsty grin on his face: ”Very good! I don't remember the last time I was injured. You can hurt me and be my opponent! Why not show up! ”
Such an injury is nothing to Wu Tian, unless the imperial weapon cuts both fists, otherwise as long as the consciousness moves, the injury of the fists will be repaired immediately.
”Wu Tian! The first warrior under the seat of the Emperor of Extinction, his fame spread throughout the universe, and he was admired by the monks in the world after a few generations, but he never thought that you Wu Tian has today! It is a sigh that a generation of strong men has been given an infatuation. It’s so disappointing that my little monk is a dog leg!”
Where the sword light appeared, the sound of sarcasm and ridicule came, and then a fuzzy figure appeared in the void.
”Humph!” Wu Tian snorted coldly, ”I don't have the turn to make irresponsible remarks about what I do!”
Knowing his experience, it is natural to live in the age after him. For such a junior, Wu Tian has not paid attention to it.
Wu Tian has fought all his life, and I don't know how many powerful people of the same generation have lost under his hands.
Back then, in order to help the extinct emperor hit the emperor's throne more smoothly, Wu Tian launched a slaughter and beheaded countless quasi emperors who were fighting for the throne.
”Although you Wu Tian is strong, but you have not become an emperor after all, what is the difference with me! Take my sword!” The figure in the void suddenly rushed towards Wu Tian, a sword light smashed through the world for hundreds of miles His sword light was as real as a giant sword, slashing towards Wu Tian's door.
”Good come!” Wu Tian shouted wildly, leaped up, his fists blasted out again, and two shock waves were blasted against the sword light.
Standing in the back, Yang Teng could see clearly that Wu Tian deserved to be a generation of powerhouses who had fought for the throne in the era of the extinction of the emperor, and Yang Teng was shocked by the violent force of his double fists.
If an ordinary quasi-emperor realm cultivator faced such an attack, he would be defeated by one move.
The opponent is not an ordinary person, the sword light has skyrocketed, and there is no need for more moves, just to compete with Wu Tian who is stronger!
”Boom!” Wu Tian bombarded the front of Jianguang with his fist, forming substantial ripples visible to the naked eye.
The sword light disappeared, and Wu Tian fell back to the ground.
This time, his fists were not injured, Yang Teng saw it really, and Wu Tian's fists each had a white mark.
wrong! Yang Teng was surprised that the opponent's sword was far stronger than before. Why did it hurt Wu Tian before, but this sword didn't have any power.
Judging from Wu Tian's fist strength, the two punches that Wu Tian blasted were stronger than before, but they shouldn't be as powerful as they could withstand a sword in the same realm.
Some monks specialize in the body and use the body as a weapon, such as the God of War family.
But no matter how to cultivate the body, the flesh and blood body wants to fight weapons and magic weapons.
If Wu Tian's double fists bombarded the sword of the opponent's sword, they could avoid injury and directly confront the blade. Yang Teng felt that no matter how strong Wu Tian's double fists were, it would not be possible to fight the sword, and it would inevitably be injured.
”Hahaha! Wu Tian, you are nothing but this! What other means can be used, otherwise don't blame me for killing you with a sword!” The sword-holding monk stood in the void, looking down at Wu Tian.
Wu Tian's face was gloomy, he knew he was careless!
As a once peerless powerhouse, he was invincible and powerful in his contemporaries. Only the extinct Emperor Chengdi was stronger than him, which made Wu Tian very conceited.
He has always believed that his contemporaries are invincible, and there is no rival in any era.
Even those losers who are also fighting for the throne are not his opponents.
Today, this strong sword holder taught him a profound lesson.
not good! Wu Tian is injured!
Yang Teng was surprised to see that a trace of scarlet appeared at the corner of Wu Tian's mouth, then dripped off his chest, dyeing Wu Tian's clothes red.
In the next moment, Yang Teng was even more shocked, and Wu Tian broke his fists!
Every finger made a popping sound.
Endless sword energy exploded in Wu Tian's fists, and after a burst of crackling, from the wrists of Wu Tian's hands, a pair of fists burst into smash.
That sword-wielding monk hit Wu Tian with a single sword!
”Old Wu! It doesn't matter, do you need a few healing pills.” Yang Teng communicated to Wu Tian through his spiritual knowledge.
Powerful people in this state are too conceited, and often tragedies occur because of the so-called face.
Yang Teng is not sure whether Wu Tian can accept the healing pill.