Chapter 775
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The little arrow God's bow Moya has refined arrows for 300 years. His archery is unparalleled. His hand must be an arrow that sees blood.
This time, he seized the opportunity to shoot Yang Wu. He was 100% sure. He murmured, "the reward must belong to me!"
Yang Wu fought fiercely with black cloud. Suddenly, a strong arrow shot. His powerful fighting spirit sensed it at the first time. He quickly stretched out his motionless hand and grabbed the arrow feather.
The arrow feather contains the power of the top little saint. Even the senior little Saint dare not connect it with his bare hands, but Yang Wu dares to do so, and grabs the arrow in his hand. His body shape is just forced to retreat for a few feet and stop.
The little saints looking left and right are stupid.
Yang Wu's strength was beyond their expectation.
"You go together, and the king of heaven will follow." Yang Wu threw the arrow feather at the black cloud ready to kill, forced the black cloud to stop, looked around the people and said faintly.
What is the limit?
It is in the most dangerous environment that the potential is pushed out to the limit.
His physical strength was pushed to the limit under such circumstances.
He is not sure whether this is his limit. Only in challenges again and again can he finally determine whether he reaches the limit.
Yang Wu's fighting spirit was released, and his glittering muscles were flowing with majestic power. It seemed that there was a superposition of blood ghost power, frost spring power and fetal power. These forces were integrated into every corner of his body, raising his body to a terrible level.
In terms of physical strength alone, he is no less than any top little saint. That's why he can compete with the top little saint.
"It's really interesting to kill such an invincible young king." the stone man said, condensing a stone fist and smashing it at Yang Wu.
The stone fist is like a mountain and weighs ten thousand tripods.
Even black cloud and white wind feel the pressure greatly increased. The stone man is naturally powerful, and there are not many races to compare.
Yang Wu faced the stone man and waved his fist. Wild animals such as wild cattle, wild tigers and wild horses emerged behind him and strongly collided with the stone fist.
Bang!
Two fists staggered, countless stone chips splashed, and many mysterious Qi rippled and flew.
Suddenly, Yang Wu soared into the air. He shouted, "blow you up!"
At this moment, Yang Wu's fighting power soared into the sky, and the strength of the man's divine arm was filled to the extreme. A strong death force gathered in the fist strength and roared at the stone man.
Fist of death!
Before the fist strength arrived, it was like a god of death coming down and taking away most of the stone man's life opportunity. His momentum immediately decreased by more than half. His fist hit him, and his hard stone flesh was split in an instant.
The crowd was stunned again.
Gong Moya shouted, "don't be stunned. Join hands and kill him first."
Bow Moya shoots nine arrows with one hand. These nine arrows turn into different tracks to encircle and shoot Yang Wu.
Nine Rings shoot the sun.
Black cloud and white wind dare not underestimate Yang Wu any more, and urge them to use their unique moves one after another.
Dark sky search hand.
White Yin evil moon claw.
A dark magic hand suddenly appeared, as if it could search the sky again; There are countless Yin claws covering heaven and earth, and the bright moon will be torn to pieces.
The other seven high-level saints did not dare to be idle and urged the power target to take Yang Wu directly.
The stone man didn't die. His stone body condensed again. There seemed to be a ground dragon rushing towards Yang Wu's position under the ground.
In an instant, the land within dozens of miles was shrouded in all kinds of energy, and the terrible destructive power was enough to blow the small land into holes.
In front of the Wanli mirror, all Tianjiao held their breath. The war situation in the mirror had been beyond their expectation. They saw their blood boiling, especially Yang Wu's blow to explode the stone man. It was really shocking.
Facing such pressure, Yang Wu didn't have any stage fright on his face. Instead, he was full of fighting spirit. He shouted loudly: "let's show you my strength to practice again on the top floor today!"
Yang Wu's nine petal Taoist flowers swayed, and his strong will of martial arts was released. The fanaticism of the pursuit of limits hit his whole body. All his blood was boiling. His meridians were like rivers, and the power of Dantian erupted. The mysterious Qi of the surrounding heaven and earth was like a swallow's nest, gathering towards him in large numbers. At the same time, the power of the death Qi field spread.
The weeds around him withered one by one, which was the real force of death.
The second move of wushenquan - xuanluan fist!
In an instant, Yang Wu, with the power of death, played an extremely messy fist, as if he blew out 9981 fist in an instant. Each fist was changing, and the track was unclear.
This is the fist of death, which combines wushenquan and the way of death.
This is not the Kungfu pursued by Yang Wu, but the Kungfu integrated with the way of death can greatly increase the power of wushenquan.
The disorderly and domineering fist smashed the power of those attacks, and the aura of death was completely sustained. The people's vitality passed quickly, frightening them.
"No, it's the power of death. This boy has the way of death, asshole!"
"Retreat quickly. The way of death has the power to deprive vitality and can't be stopped."
"This boy is too strong to hold down our strength. Come on, come on."
……
The life opportunity of encirclement and killing is passing, affecting their body muscle energy, and their attack power is also dropping rapidly. This war can't be fought.
Yang Wu rushed to the little saints who surrounded him like a tiger, and kicked out angrily with a whip and leg.
Fengshen leg!
This talent can not only increase speed, but also explode maximum lethality.
The senior little Saint only felt that his head was directly kicked by Yang Wu for a while.
After Yang Wu killed one person, the people's will was almost defeated.
With so many of them working together to kill each other, they not only failed to achieve results, but also were killed by others. The shadow of the death aura made them feel that they could not fight this war.
Earth Dragon turn over!
The stone man was not greatly affected. His life constitution was different from that of the human race. The way of death certainly had an impact on him, but the impact was not as great as expected. His power controlled Tu Petrochemical to hit Yang Wu hard for a ground dragon.
The power of this blow was so powerful that he pressed Yang Wu back again and again, and his defense power was almost broken.
"Kill harder!" Gong Moya bit his teeth, spit out a touch of blood, gathered on the arrow feather, and a blood arrow angrily shot out.
Chase the painstaking arrow!
The power of the rolling blood evil spirit was integrated into the arrow feather and marked a long blood mark. Even the half step sage couldn't take it lightly.
Black cloud and white wind made a joint kill. Dark wind and dark clouds pressed the top. Their power was not inferior to that of the bow Moya.
be raging like a storm!
Others also broke out the most powerful combat power again. Some took out the damaged holy soldiers, and some were integrated with their own mounts to break out the combat power they had never had before
These forces are full of destruction, and there is only one goal, that is to take Yang Wu's head.
Yang Wu no longer encircled them. The ice blades and wings flashed and the cold air floated. His body became a continuous shadow and escaped their attack. His fists continued to roar towards the weakest people. His attack was too powerful. Wherever he went, the strength of those people could not be stopped. He was strongly pushed across, blood splashed and the stumps burst, The screams went on and on.
Yang Wu was not hurt at all. The chasing arrow pierced his back from an unexpected angle. Fortunately, he had a strong basaltic armor defense. He unloaded most of the power of the arrow to avoid being shot by the arrow. A fresh hole appeared behind him, which was shocking.
In addition, those dark clouds and dark winds were like the hands and claws of the devil over his head. He grabbed him and tried his best to stop him, but dozens of blood marks were still left on his body.
With the help of the power of the earth, the stone man was like a stone catapult. Countless meteorites kept crashing towards him. He wanted to kill and defend. He really couldn't do everything. If he was hit by many meteorites, if he wasn't strong, I'm afraid this wave of attack would kill him.
Yang Wu didn't get stage fright because of his injury. His speed was faster and faster. Everywhere he went, some people's throat was cut off, some people's mounts were frozen and died, and some people's vitality was deprived. The lethality was still terrible.
Five of the seven high-level saints fell, and only two with incomplete holy soldiers were still alive. One wore a set of incomplete holy armor to block Yang Wu's fist, and one carried a disabled sword soldier to block Yang Wu's attack.
They were frightened by Yang Wu's attack. They dared not attack Yang Wu again and chose to withdraw from the battlefield. The four top little saints attacked Yang Wu and they reaped profits again.
Yang Wu's pressure decreased a lot. He still didn't dare to be careless. Between deep breathing, a large number of mysterious Qi of heaven and earth surged over. His body was emitting blue glittering light. The injured part was healing quickly, and his combat effectiveness was still at the peak. He rushed to the high altitude first, then dived down, and his fists were like a mountain.
Zhenwu fist!
Yang Wu no longer has any reservation. All his strength is compressed above his fist strength. He turns himself into a huge Xuanwu and suppresses the four people below with the momentum of destroying the dead. There is a lingering momentum of death around him. The way of death is all urged. Who can stop it.
The stone man is the only one who is not afraid of death. The only one who can compete with Yang Wu in strength is the stone man. He broke out his unique skill to face Yang Wu's attack.
Stone man!
Suddenly, a huge stone man was condensed at a high speed, and the surrounding land and rocks became a part of his body. He turned into a thousand foot stone man. He waved his huge fist towards the sky. The stone fist was powerful and powerful. It shocked people's eyes.
Boom boom!
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The little arrow God's bow Moya has refined arrows for 300 years. His archery is unparalleled. His hand must be an arrow that sees blood.
This time, he seized the opportunity to shoot Yang Wu. He was 100% sure. He murmured, "the reward must belong to me!"
Yang Wu fought fiercely with black cloud. Suddenly, a strong arrow shot. His powerful fighting spirit sensed it at the first time. He quickly stretched out his motionless hand and grabbed the arrow feather.
The arrow feather contains the power of the top little saint. Even the senior little Saint dare not connect it with his bare hands, but Yang Wu dares to do so, and grabs the arrow in his hand. His body shape is just forced to retreat for a few feet and stop.
The little saints looking left and right are stupid.
Yang Wu's strength was beyond their expectation.
"You go together, and the king of heaven will follow." Yang Wu threw the arrow feather at the black cloud ready to kill, forced the black cloud to stop, looked around the people and said faintly.
What is the limit?
It is in the most dangerous environment that the potential is pushed out to the limit.
His physical strength was pushed to the limit under such circumstances.
He is not sure whether this is his limit. Only in challenges again and again can he finally determine whether he reaches the limit.
Yang Wu's fighting spirit was released, and his glittering muscles were flowing with majestic power. It seemed that there was a superposition of blood ghost power, frost spring power and fetal power. These forces were integrated into every corner of his body, raising his body to a terrible level.
In terms of physical strength alone, he is no less than any top little saint. That's why he can compete with the top little saint.
"It's really interesting to kill such an invincible young king." the stone man said, condensing a stone fist and smashing it at Yang Wu.
The stone fist is like a mountain and weighs ten thousand tripods.
Even black cloud and white wind feel the pressure greatly increased. The stone man is naturally powerful, and there are not many races to compare.
Yang Wu faced the stone man and waved his fist. Wild animals such as wild cattle, wild tigers and wild horses emerged behind him and strongly collided with the stone fist.
Bang!
Two fists staggered, countless stone chips splashed, and many mysterious Qi rippled and flew.
Suddenly, Yang Wu soared into the air. He shouted, "blow you up!"
At this moment, Yang Wu's fighting power soared into the sky, and the strength of the man's divine arm was filled to the extreme. A strong death force gathered in the fist strength and roared at the stone man.
Fist of death!
Before the fist strength arrived, it was like a god of death coming down and taking away most of the stone man's life opportunity. His momentum immediately decreased by more than half. His fist hit him, and his hard stone flesh was split in an instant.
The crowd was stunned again.
Gong Moya shouted, "don't be stunned. Join hands and kill him first."
Bow Moya shoots nine arrows with one hand. These nine arrows turn into different tracks to encircle and shoot Yang Wu.
Nine Rings shoot the sun.
Black cloud and white wind dare not underestimate Yang Wu any more, and urge them to use their unique moves one after another.
Dark sky search hand.
White Yin evil moon claw.
A dark magic hand suddenly appeared, as if it could search the sky again; There are countless Yin claws covering heaven and earth, and the bright moon will be torn to pieces.
The other seven high-level saints did not dare to be idle and urged the power target to take Yang Wu directly.
The stone man didn't die. His stone body condensed again. There seemed to be a ground dragon rushing towards Yang Wu's position under the ground.
In an instant, the land within dozens of miles was shrouded in all kinds of energy, and the terrible destructive power was enough to blow the small land into holes.
In front of the Wanli mirror, all Tianjiao held their breath. The war situation in the mirror had been beyond their expectation. They saw their blood boiling, especially Yang Wu's blow to explode the stone man. It was really shocking.
Facing such pressure, Yang Wu didn't have any stage fright on his face. Instead, he was full of fighting spirit. He shouted loudly: "let's show you my strength to practice again on the top floor today!"
Yang Wu's nine petal Taoist flowers swayed, and his strong will of martial arts was released. The fanaticism of the pursuit of limits hit his whole body. All his blood was boiling. His meridians were like rivers, and the power of Dantian erupted. The mysterious Qi of the surrounding heaven and earth was like a swallow's nest, gathering towards him in large numbers. At the same time, the power of the death Qi field spread.
The weeds around him withered one by one, which was the real force of death.
The second move of wushenquan - xuanluan fist!
In an instant, Yang Wu, with the power of death, played an extremely messy fist, as if he blew out 9981 fist in an instant. Each fist was changing, and the track was unclear.
This is the fist of death, which combines wushenquan and the way of death.
This is not the Kungfu pursued by Yang Wu, but the Kungfu integrated with the way of death can greatly increase the power of wushenquan.
The disorderly and domineering fist smashed the power of those attacks, and the aura of death was completely sustained. The people's vitality passed quickly, frightening them.
"No, it's the power of death. This boy has the way of death, asshole!"
"Retreat quickly. The way of death has the power to deprive vitality and can't be stopped."
"This boy is too strong to hold down our strength. Come on, come on."
……
The life opportunity of encirclement and killing is passing, affecting their body muscle energy, and their attack power is also dropping rapidly. This war can't be fought.
Yang Wu rushed to the little saints who surrounded him like a tiger, and kicked out angrily with a whip and leg.
Fengshen leg!
This talent can not only increase speed, but also explode maximum lethality.
The senior little Saint only felt that his head was directly kicked by Yang Wu for a while.
After Yang Wu killed one person, the people's will was almost defeated.
With so many of them working together to kill each other, they not only failed to achieve results, but also were killed by others. The shadow of the death aura made them feel that they could not fight this war.
Earth Dragon turn over!
The stone man was not greatly affected. His life constitution was different from that of the human race. The way of death certainly had an impact on him, but the impact was not as great as expected. His power controlled Tu Petrochemical to hit Yang Wu hard for a ground dragon.
The power of this blow was so powerful that he pressed Yang Wu back again and again, and his defense power was almost broken.
"Kill harder!" Gong Moya bit his teeth, spit out a touch of blood, gathered on the arrow feather, and a blood arrow angrily shot out.
Chase the painstaking arrow!
The power of the rolling blood evil spirit was integrated into the arrow feather and marked a long blood mark. Even the half step sage couldn't take it lightly.
Black cloud and white wind made a joint kill. Dark wind and dark clouds pressed the top. Their power was not inferior to that of the bow Moya.
be raging like a storm!
Others also broke out the most powerful combat power again. Some took out the damaged holy soldiers, and some were integrated with their own mounts to break out the combat power they had never had before
These forces are full of destruction, and there is only one goal, that is to take Yang Wu's head.
Yang Wu no longer encircled them. The ice blades and wings flashed and the cold air floated. His body became a continuous shadow and escaped their attack. His fists continued to roar towards the weakest people. His attack was too powerful. Wherever he went, the strength of those people could not be stopped. He was strongly pushed across, blood splashed and the stumps burst, The screams went on and on.
Yang Wu was not hurt at all. The chasing arrow pierced his back from an unexpected angle. Fortunately, he had a strong basaltic armor defense. He unloaded most of the power of the arrow to avoid being shot by the arrow. A fresh hole appeared behind him, which was shocking.
In addition, those dark clouds and dark winds were like the hands and claws of the devil over his head. He grabbed him and tried his best to stop him, but dozens of blood marks were still left on his body.
With the help of the power of the earth, the stone man was like a stone catapult. Countless meteorites kept crashing towards him. He wanted to kill and defend. He really couldn't do everything. If he was hit by many meteorites, if he wasn't strong, I'm afraid this wave of attack would kill him.
Yang Wu didn't get stage fright because of his injury. His speed was faster and faster. Everywhere he went, some people's throat was cut off, some people's mounts were frozen and died, and some people's vitality was deprived. The lethality was still terrible.
Five of the seven high-level saints fell, and only two with incomplete holy soldiers were still alive. One wore a set of incomplete holy armor to block Yang Wu's fist, and one carried a disabled sword soldier to block Yang Wu's attack.
They were frightened by Yang Wu's attack. They dared not attack Yang Wu again and chose to withdraw from the battlefield. The four top little saints attacked Yang Wu and they reaped profits again.
Yang Wu's pressure decreased a lot. He still didn't dare to be careless. Between deep breathing, a large number of mysterious Qi of heaven and earth surged over. His body was emitting blue glittering light. The injured part was healing quickly, and his combat effectiveness was still at the peak. He rushed to the high altitude first, then dived down, and his fists were like a mountain.
Zhenwu fist!
Yang Wu no longer has any reservation. All his strength is compressed above his fist strength. He turns himself into a huge Xuanwu and suppresses the four people below with the momentum of destroying the dead. There is a lingering momentum of death around him. The way of death is all urged. Who can stop it.
The stone man is the only one who is not afraid of death. The only one who can compete with Yang Wu in strength is the stone man. He broke out his unique skill to face Yang Wu's attack.
Stone man!
Suddenly, a huge stone man was condensed at a high speed, and the surrounding land and rocks became a part of his body. He turned into a thousand foot stone man. He waved his huge fist towards the sky. The stone fist was powerful and powerful. It shocked people's eyes.
Boom boom!
……
The little arrow God's bow Moya has refined arrows for 300 years. His archery is unparalleled. His hand must be an arrow that sees blood.This time, he seized the opportunity to shoot Yang Wu. He was 100% sure. He murmured, "the reward must belong to me!"Yang Wu fought fiercely with black cloud. Suddenly, a strong arrow shot. His powerful fighting spirit sensed it at the first time. He quickly stretched out his motionless hand and grabbed the arrow feather.The arrow feather contains the power of the top little saint. Even the senior little Saint dare not connect it with his bare hands, but Yang Wu dares to do so, and grabs the arrow in his hand. His body shape is just forced to retreat for a few feet and stop.The little saints looking left and right are stupid.Yang Wu's strength was beyond their expectation."You go together, and the king of heaven will follow." Yang Wu threw the arrow feather at the black cloud ready to kill, forced the black cloud to stop, looked around the people and said faintly.What is the limit?It is in the most dangerous environment that the potential is pushed out to the limit.His physical strength was pushed to the limit under such circumstances.He is not sure whether this is his limit. Only in challenges again and again can he finally determine whether he reaches the limit.Yang Wu's fighting spirit was released, and his glittering muscles were flowing with majestic power. It seemed that there was a superposition of blood ghost power, frost spring power and fetal power. These forces were integrated into every corner of his body, raising his body to a terrible level.In terms of physical strength alone, he is no less than any top little saint. That's why he can compete with the top little saint."It's really interesting to kill such an invincible young king." the stone man said, condensing a stone fist and smashing it at Yang Wu.The stone fist is like a mountain and weighs ten thousand tripods.Even black cloud and white wind feel the pressure greatly increased. The stone man is naturally powerful, and there are not many races to compare.Yang Wu faced the stone man and waved his fist. Wild animals such as wild cattle, wild tigers and wild horses emerged behind him and strongly collided with the stone fist.Bang!Two fists staggered, countless stone chips splashed, and many mysterious Qi rippled and flew.Suddenly, Yang Wu soared into the air. He shouted, "blow you up!"At this moment, Yang Wu's fighting power soared into the sky, and the strength of the man's divine arm was filled to the extreme. A strong death force gathered in the fist strength and roared at the stone man.Fist of death!Before the fist strength arrived, it was like a god of death coming down and taking away most of the stone man's life opportunity. His momentum immediately decreased by more than half. His fist hit him, and his hard stone flesh was split in an instant.The crowd was stunned again.Gong Moya shouted, "don't be stunned. Join hands and kill him first."Bow Moya shoots nine arrows with one hand. These nine arrows turn into different tracks to encircle and shoot Yang Wu.Nine Rings shoot the sun.Black cloud and white wind dare not underestimate Yang Wu any more, and urge them to use their unique moves one after another.Dark sky search hand.White Yin evil moon claw.A dark magic hand suddenly appeared, as if it could search the sky again; There are countless Yin claws covering heaven and earth, and the bright moon will be torn to pieces.The other seven high-level saints did not dare to be idle and urged the power target to take Yang Wu directly.The stone man didn't die. His stone body condensed again. There seemed to be a ground dragon rushing towards Yang Wu's position under the ground.In an instant, the land within dozens of miles was shrouded in all kinds of energy, and the terrible destructive power was enough to blow the small land into holes.In front of the Wanli mirror, all Tianjiao held their breath. The war situation in the mirror had been beyond their expectation. They saw their blood boiling, especially Yang Wu's blow to explode the stone man. It was really shocking.Facing such pressure, Yang Wu didn't have any stage fright on his face. Instead, he was full of fighting spirit. He shouted loudly: "let's show you my strength to practice again on the top floor today!"Yang Wu's nine petal Taoist flowers swayed, and his strong will of martial arts was released. The fanaticism of the pursuit of limits hit his whole body. All his blood was boiling. His meridians were like rivers, and the power of Dantian erupted. The mysterious Qi of the surrounding heaven and earth was like a swallow's nest, gathering towards him in large numbers. At the same time, the power of the death Qi field spread.The weeds around him withered one by one, which was the real force of death.The second move of wushenquan - xuanluan fist!In an instant, Yang Wu, with the power of death, played an extremely messy fist, as if he blew out 9981 fist in an instant. Each fist was changing, and the track was unclear.This is the fist of death, which combines wushenquan and the way of death.This is not the Kungfu pursued by Yang Wu, but the Kungfu integrated with the way of death can greatly increase the power of wushenquan.The disorderly and domineering fist smashed the power of those attacks, and the aura of death was completely sustained. The people's vitality passed quickly, frightening them."No, it's the power of death. This boy has the way of death, asshole!""Retreat quickly. The way of death has the power to deprive vitality and can't be stopped.""This boy is too strong to hold down our strength. Come on, come on."The life opportunity of encirclement and killing is passing, affecting their body muscle energy, and their attack power is also dropping rapidly. This war can't be fought.Yang Wu rushed to the little saints who surrounded him like a tiger, and kicked out angrily with a whip and leg.Fengshen leg!This talent can not only increase speed, but also explode maximum lethality.The senior little Saint only felt that his head was directly kicked by Yang Wu for a while.After Yang Wu killed one person, the people's will was almost defeated.With so many of them working together to kill each other, they not only failed to achieve results, but also were killed by others. The shadow of the death aura made them feel that they could not fight this war.Earth Dragon turn over!The stone man was not greatly affected. His life constitution was different from that of the human race. The way of death certainly had an impact on him, but the impact was not as great as expected. His power controlled Tu Petrochemical to hit Yang Wu hard for a ground dragon.The power of this blow was so powerful that he pressed Yang Wu back again and again, and his defense power was almost broken."Kill harder!" Gong Moya bit his teeth, spit out a touch of blood, gathered on the arrow feather, and a blood arrow angrily shot out.Chase the painstaking arrow!The power of the rolling blood evil spirit was integrated into the arrow feather and marked a long blood mark. Even the half step sage couldn't take it lightly.Black cloud and white wind made a joint kill. Dark wind and dark clouds pressed the top. Their power was not inferior to that of the bow Moya.be raging like a storm!Others also broke out the most powerful combat power again. Some took out the damaged holy soldiers, and some were integrated with their own mounts to break out the combat power they had never had beforeThese forces are full of destruction, and there is only one goal, that is to take Yang Wu's head.Yang Wu no longer encircled them. The ice blades and wings flashed and the cold air floated. His body became a continuous shadow and escaped their attack. His fists continued to roar towards the weakest people. His attack was too powerful. Wherever he went, the strength of those people could not be stopped. He was strongly pushed across, blood splashed and the stumps burst, The screams went on and on.Yang Wu was not hurt at all. The chasing arrow pierced his back from an unexpected angle. Fortunately, he had a strong basaltic armor defense. He unloaded most of the power of the arrow to avoid being shot by the arrow. A fresh hole appeared behind him, which was shocking.In addition, those dark clouds and dark winds were like the hands and claws of the devil over his head. He grabbed him and tried his best to stop him, but dozens of blood marks were still left on his body.With the help of the power of the earth, the stone man was like a stone catapult. Countless meteorites kept crashing towards him. He wanted to kill and defend. He really couldn't do everything. If he was hit by many meteorites, if he wasn't strong, I'm afraid this wave of attack would kill him.Yang Wu didn't get stage fright because of his injury. His speed was faster and faster. Everywhere he went, some people's throat was cut off, some people's mounts were frozen and died, and some people's vitality was deprived. The lethality was still terrible.Five of the seven high-level saints fell, and only two with incomplete holy soldiers were still alive. One wore a set of incomplete holy armor to block Yang Wu's fist, and one carried a disabled sword soldier to block Yang Wu's attack.They were frightened by Yang Wu's attack. They dared not attack Yang Wu again and chose to withdraw from the battlefield. The four top little saints attacked Yang Wu and they reaped profits again.Yang Wu's pressure decreased a lot. He still didn't dare to be careless. Between deep breathing, a large number of mysterious Qi of heaven and earth surged over. His body was emitting blue glittering light. The injured part was healing quickly, and his combat effectiveness was still at the peak. He rushed to the high altitude first, then dived down, and his fists were like a mountain.Zhenwu fist!Yang Wu no longer has any reservation. All his strength is compressed above his fist strength. He turns himself into a huge Xuanwu and suppresses the four people below with the momentum of destroying the dead. There is a lingering momentum of death around him. The way of death is all urged. Who can stop it.The stone man is the only one who is not afraid of death. The only one who can compete with Yang Wu in strength is the stone man. He broke out his unique skill to face Yang Wu's attack.Stone man!Suddenly, a huge stone man was condensed at a high speed, and the surrounding land and rocks became a part of his body. He turned into a thousand foot stone man. He waved his huge fist towards the sky. The stone fist was powerful and powerful. It shocked people's eyes.Boom boom!
