Chapter 373 (1/2)
Bigu second class is equal to the martial arts of the second class, but its combat power is definitely stronger than the martial arts of the second class.
Tang Zheng didn't expect that he would break through so quickly. After all, long Yuandan can't be taken casually. But this time, because of the effect of Huashen sanjong pill, his real Qi was completely dispersed.
In addition, the medicine of Huashen sanjong pill is extremely domineering. When he takes Longyuan pill, part of the converted genuine Qi is also dispersed by the medicine of the remaining Huashen sanjong pill. If it is not for Longyuan pill, the energy is too strong, I'm afraid that the genuine Qi is not enough.
But now it's full of genuine Qi, and there's a part more. It's a surprise that Tang Zheng's accomplishments have been raised to a higher level and his pure Yang power has been avoided.
Tang Zheng is full of spirit, and the soul sword points forward, just like the God of war coming to the earth, which is inviolable.
When Mutu saw Tang Zheng's change, his heart couldn't stand a tremor. He still didn't find that Tang Zheng was a cultivator. After all, the group of cultivators is so mysterious that it's hard for ordinary people to think of it.
Mutu roars and rushes up. The sharp claws directly grasp Tang Zheng. The steel and cement flying in front of him are smashed like tofu by the sharp claws.
Tang Zheng snorted coldly and shouted, ”suffer death!”
A stab came out.
Poof!
The soul sword directly cut off his sharp claws and stabbed him in the chest. This time, his chest failed to resist the attack of this magic weapon, and he was stabbed with a cold heart. The tip of the sword came out directly from the back.
Mutu's eyes are pure and shining, showing unbelievable eyes. Unexpectedly, he was killed by Tang Zheng in a few simple moves after his transformation.
In the past, when confronted with a strong enemy and after Mutu's transformation, the other side is bound to die. He has never failed. This time, he died so quickly under Tang Zheng's sword.
”Who are you?” he asked, using his last breath of energy
Tang Zheng smiled coldly, pulled out the soul sword, took a step back, didn't tell him anything, but stared at each other coldly.
Mutu's heart was pierced by the soul of war. There was no possibility of his life.
”Remember, you barbarians are not allowed to behave in China.” Tang Zheng said loudly.
Bang!
Mutu fell to the ground with a bang, and was covered with a big stare. He was furious and died.
Tang Zheng takes up the soul sword and moves at will. The wind disappears and the debris falls to the ground.
The audience saw the battlefield again, only one person was still standing. This man was Kung Fu brother. Wow, it was boiling. The whole stadium was boiling. Even the original Daowu sect was completely conquered at this moment.
This is Chinese martial arts. Even in the face of such non-human monsters, they are invincible and invincible.
Who dares to say that Chinese martial arts are embroidered pillows and tripods? It turns out that Chinese martial arts are so profound.
Many of the audience have rushed down the stage and rushed to the challenge arena, showing excitement one by one.
In the VIP room, there was a mess. The tables and chairs were broken. Louis looked coldly at the proud man in the distance, and at the foot of the other side lay Mutu's body.
Wells's face had turned pale, his lips trembled, he looked up at Louis, and he quickly lowered his head. He could clearly feel the anger of the little Lord and dare not touch his mouldy head.
”Put Mutu's body away.” Louis finished, turned around and left.
”Yes, little Lord.” Wells also hurriedly went out, found Yu Zhankui, said: ”find someone to quickly get Mutu's body away.”
Yu Zhankui's legs were weak and he couldn't walk steadily. He was as limp as mud on the chair and couldn't do anything at all.
Wells snorted scornfully, ”useless.” Walk quickly to the challenge arena, obviously want to do it by yourself.
Bang bang bang!
All of a sudden, there was a sound of quick and orderly footsteps. He Qiang, a large group of suitable soldiers, rushed into the stadium, rushed straight to the challenge arena, and surrounded by the three floors inside and outside.
Wells's face suddenly changed. He stopped and left the scene. When he walked out of the stadium, he had found that the whole stadium was surrounded by police, who were like the enemy one by one, and their eyes were like searchlights sweeping through everyone.
He did not dare to stay. He hurriedly found a place with flaws and escaped. He knew that the incident had attracted the attention of the Chinese authorities.
Such a transformed monster suddenly appears on this land, which will surely be concerned by the national level. Next, Mutu's body will be sent to the laboratory for autopsy.
”This trip to China was a complete failure.” Wells looks dead.