Chapter 1550： Xuanwu (2/2)
”Dazheng Xuanwu Mountain's Xuanwu Divine Power, I did not expect Zhong Wancheng to be a Dazheng Xuanwu Mountain disciple!” Sun Mingyue said with a sullen expression: ”I don't know such important news!”
Chu Li thoughtfully: ”No wonder it's so amazing. This basalt martial art is amazing. It can scare ten people. It's scary. He can resist so many siege. It's incredible.”
This defense has reached the level of the **** of heaven. The master of the sky and the sky can imagine it, and Chu Li can not bear the siege of such a siege, even if he has a tibetan runner, and a demon spirit-spell.
Sun Mingyue said, ”Aren't you thinking about practicing to become a god? Xuanwu Divine Skills must be practiced. He may have reached a level of perfection to such an extent.”
Chu Li smiled: ”I'd like to ask a question or two.”
”However, no matter how strong the Xuanwu skill is, it can't be blocked all the time.” Sun Mingyue said: ”He can't hold on for too long.”
Chu Li nodded.
But beyond their expectations, Zhong Wancheng was unexpectedly strong. He was besieged by twenty-five people for an hour without any injuries. Within this hour, most of his guards recovered. .
So a scuffle started.
They did not use the Bahezheng group. After switching to other formation methods, their power increased greatly. The advantages of the Great Bright Peaks were gradually lost, and Zhong Wancheng consumed too much internal force.
They now show the strangeness of the Zhongwan Chenggong method, which consumes internal power extraordinarily. With a single palm, the internal power consumed is several times the usual, and at a certain time, the thief felt empty.
Zhong Wancheng shined with both eyes, his face glowed red, as if getting more and more spirited, laughing out loud from time to time.
”It's been a long time since I played, so happy! Happy!” He laughed and waved ~ ~ to block the power of the attack on the head. As the sword had been shaken, he couldn't approach him. .
The palms of the Great Guangming Peaks became soft, as if they were to fall at any time, and a gust of wind would blow them down.
”Withdraw!” Chang Lao sighed.
The crowd nodded and turned away.
”Want to leave?” Zhong Wancheng hummed. ”It depends on whether I promise or not!”
His body rose sharply and widened, his eyebrows were darkened, and the wrinkles on his face faded quickly, as if he were a hundred years younger, and he suddenly passed his strength, whistling with each other, amazing.
”Bang bang bang ...” The Great Bright Peaks flew out one after another.
After falling to the ground, his mouth was full of blood, his breath was suffocating, and his life was dying.
They were afraid that they would pull out the porcelain bottle and swallow the pill.
Chu Li looked at Sun Mingyue: ”No more shots, they are really over.”
”Let's go.” Sun Mingyue nodded.
A flash of flashes appeared in front of Zhong Wancheng.
Zhong Wancheng's face suddenly disappeared, and he took a step back and looked at them.
He hadn't seen the approach of the two before. At the moment, all the hairs were erected, and he was cold all over. He instinctively sharpened from countless times of life and death told him to run away.
”Who are you?” Zhong Wancheng mobilized all his internal forces and prepared to perform a set of maneuvers.
Sun Mingyue said, ”You don't need to know!”
She fluttered and photographed with her palm.
Zhong Wancheng's transformation into a shadow became blurred, and the next moment had appeared a hundred meters away.
Sun Mingyue followed him closely, Bai Yu fluttered to his back like a palm.
”Bang!” A loud noise.
Zhong Wancheng's figure suddenly accelerated and disappeared again. 8
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