Chapter eight hundred and fifteenth full combat power
"Who are you? Why do you have the power of the ancient immortals of my Shen family?"
Shen Weiran did not rush to duel with Zhang Xiaozu, but stared at Zhang Xiaozu and asked again doubtfully.
"Zhang Xiaozu." Although he was unhappy with Shen Weiran's questioning again, Zhang Xiaozu still reported his name.
He did not give Shen Weiran face, but gave him the face of the white tiger power, the power of the ancient immortal, the corpse, the Xuanming armor, and the Xumi mustard seeds on his fingers.
Zhang Xiaozu suddenly discovered that Shen Weiran was covered in treasures, so his eyes couldn't help but become greedy and bright.
"Are you Zhang Xiaozu?" Shen Weiran asked in surprise. He had heard Zhang Xiaozu's name from Shen Wenze's mouth, "That scoundrel that Shen Wenjun had with a wild man outside?"
"Yes, I am the scoundrel you are talking about." Zhang Xiaozu smiled and nodded, and then said casually: "I killed Shen Wenyu, I killed Shen Wanhua, and I killed all the Shen family members on Phoenix Mountain. Soon you will die in my hands."
"Very good." Shen Weiran's eyes suddenly sank when he heard this, and said: "Originally, I was going to Qingzhou to find you, because you might have a divine bone that I need, but I didn't expect to meet you here. Saved me a lot of trouble."
He didn't seem to be afraid of Zhang Xiaopou's three white tiger powers at all, and he was sure of killing Zhang Xiaopou.
Zhang Xiaozhu smiled when he heard this and said: "That's a coincidence. I originally wanted to go to Central Continent to find you, but meeting you here saved me a lot of trouble."
"Haha, do you think you can kill me?" Shen Weiran shook his head and laughed, "Although you have devoured one more person's White Tiger power than me, but I am wearing Xuanming Armor, you can't do anything to me."
"Senior White Tiger—" Zhang Xiaopou suddenly shouted in all directions, "Did you hear that? This guy said that your White Tiger power can't break through the scrap metal on his body, and he doesn't take you seriously at all."
"..." When Shen Weiran heard this, black lines suddenly appeared on his head, and he wished he could slap Zhang Xiaopou's mouth to pieces.
"snort!"
A cold snort sounded from all directions, and then Shen Weiran was hit hard on the chest, and blood spurted from his mouth and he flew backwards.
"Senior, I didn't mean that, please forgive me." Shen Weiran got up and apologized quickly.
"..." Zhang Xiaozu was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that a word of instigation would be so effective. He immediately added fire and said: "Senior, this bastard has blasphemed your power and has no respect for you. Let him inherit you." My divine power is an insult to you, so I might as well kill you."
"..." Shen Weiran was so angry that the veins on his forehead were throbbing. Just now he wanted to slap Zhang Xiaozu's mouth to pieces, and now he wants to sew Zhang Xiaozu's mouth shut.
But he felt relieved immediately, because Zhang Xiaopeng also took a hit, vomited blood and flew out.
"snort!"
He let out a displeased snort. Although he didn't say anything, it clearly expressed Bai Hu's dissatisfaction with Zhang Xiaopeng's talkativeness.
Zhang Xiaozu was so frightened that he shrank his neck and got up angrily.
"Zhang Xiaozhu, let me tell you some good news. Your mother will remarry in half a year and find you a handsome stepfather. Would you like to come for a wedding drink? I can send someone to send you a wedding invitation." Shen Weiran. The vicious jokes were intended to anger Zhang Xiaopou and disturb his mood.
No matter how strong Zhang Xiaozu was, he couldn't bear to hear such verbal stimulation and directly rushed towards Shen Weiran with his knife.
when!
Shen Weiran raised his arms in front of him and used the Xuanming Armor to stab Zhang Xiaopeng in the head.
Sparks flew everywhere.
The bone knife only left a white mark on Xuanming's armor, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Xiaozu's eyelids twitched twice, shocked by the hardness of Xuanming's armor.
Obviously, Shen Weiran was not bragging. The Xuanming Armor was indeed extraordinary and could withstand the sharpness of the White Tiger's divine power.
Even the collision force was blocked, and Shen Weiran's feet stayed in place without moving.
Zhang Xiaozu was shocked back two steps.
There was a sneer in Shen Weiran's eyes. If he hadn't been afraid of offending the white tiger holy beast, he would have ridiculed Zhang Xiaopou.
He suddenly took a step forward and thrust his right elbow into Zhang Xiaopou's arms.
Such a simple and crude attack method completely ignores the bone knife in Zhang Xiaopou's hand.
when!
Zhang Xiaozu stepped sideways to avoid Shen Weiran's elbow, and then slashed Shen Weiran on the head.
Shen Weiran held a spark on his forehead, grabbed out the dragon claw with his right hand, and tried to snatch Zhang Xiaozu's bone knife. He drew a semicircle with his left hand, with the edge of his palm as a knife, and cut under Zhang Xiaozu's ribs. At the same time, he stepped towards Zhang Xiaozu's ribs with his right foot. of feet.
Zhang Xiaozu retracted the knife and retreated. He rubbed his soles on the ground and slid his body towards Shen Weiran's right side. Immediately, the bone knife swept out.
Shen Weiran raised his arm to block and easily blocked the sword.
Zhang Xiaozu didn't give Shen Weiran a chance to attack. The knife was withdrawn from Shen Weiran's body at the first touch. He kept going around behind him and slashed again.
Shen Weiran caught the blow with his back, and at the same time he stepped back and hit him, but Zhang Xiaozu walked around from behind him to his left, swung his sword and slashed again.
"It's useless." Shen Weiran smiled coldly and blocked it with his left arm without even looking at Zhang Xiaopou.
Dangdangdang——!
Zhang Xiaozu's body skills spread out, like a ghost, spinning around Shen Weiran to attack, and the bone knife struck Shen Weiran's body one after another.
Shen Weiran couldn't catch Zhang Xiaozu's figure, so he simply stood still and let Zhang Xiaozu slash with his sword.
Zhang Xiaopou slashed nearly a hundred times in a row, but apart from a string of sparks, he didn't even leave a single white mark on Shen Weiran's body.
He was horrified.
The Xuanming Armor protected Shen Weiran from head to toe like a turtle. His knife could not even touch Shen Weiran's body, so how could he hurt him.
Zhang Xiaozu held the knife and retreated, his eyes falling on Shen Weiran's eyes. This was the only flaw he could find.
Then, under his stunned gaze, Shen Weiran raised his hand and scratched off the two oval-shaped shields in the slots above the two eye sockets.
The shield is transparent, does not hinder Shen Weiran's sight, and protects his eyes well.
"You have used up all your moves." Shen Weiran looked at Zhang Xiaozu and said.
Although Zhang Xiaozu didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that he had indeed used up all his sword moves.
He was thinking that it would be great if he could recover his cultivation for a while, even just a few dozen breaths.
If there are seven seas of qi and Hunyuan force to help him, his strength and attack power will increase several times. I believe Shen Weiran's Xuanming armor will definitely not be able to withstand it. Even if the armor can withstand it, Shen Weiran's physical body will not be able to withstand it. Live a huge impact.
Unfortunately there is no such opportunity.
"It's my turn." Shen Weiran said.
As he spoke, his tiger body shook, and he heard a swishing sound. The elbows, knees, feet, fists and other parts of the Xuanming Armor actually protruded from the black spikes with cold light, making Shen Weiran suddenly change. Have to be very offensive.
Whoosh!
Shen Weiran suddenly moved, and saw his figure swaying slightly before arriving in front of Zhang Xiaozu. He opened his dragon claw with his right hand and grabbed Zhang Xiaozu's heart.
If the sharp finger thorns that swallowed the white tiger's divine power were caught on the body, they might be able to pierce the sternum and claw out the heart.
Zhang Xiaozu was startled by Shen Weiran's lightning speed. In a hurry, he only had time to hold the bone knife across his chest to block Shen Weiran's grasp.
Shit!
Shen Weiran grabbed the bone knife and scratched the bone knife with his fingers, making a harsh friction sound.
He held on to the bone knife tightly and at the same time struck Zhang Xiaopeng with his left fist.
Zhang Xiaozu immediately abandoned his sword and jumped back, not daring to fight with Shen Weiran because Shen Weiran's fist also had spikes. Bang!
Shen Weiran didn't care about using the bone knife, he just threw it away, then rushed towards Zhang Xiaopou, shouting: "The knife is gone, what can you use to resist my attack?
You can't match me in speed, you can't match me in strength, and you're even worse in boxing, kicking, and physical skills.
Zhang Xiaozu, will you die?"
Zhang Xiaozu took a deep breath to calm his anxious heart, kicked off the ground, and rushed forward to face Shen Weiran.
It’s okay to say that he’s not as fast as him, it’s okay to say that he’s not as strong as him, but it’s okay to say that he’s not as good at boxing, kicking, and physical skills. Even if he doesn’t say anything, the golden ancient corpse on the beach will definitely not agree.
The two collided together, fighting with their fists and feet. Their moves were as fast as lightning, as powerful as thunder, and the clouds were treacherous, making it dazzling.
Bang bang—dong dong—pop—
Whether it's punches, palms, knees, elbows, etc., Shen Weiran uses them, and Zhang Xiaopeng uses them more skillfully and sharply than him.
"No wonder you can kill Shen Wenyu, your physical skills are so good!" After more than three hundred moves, Shen Weiran was shocked beyond words and shouted: "It must be Shen Wenjun who secretly gave you the Shen family's physical skills."
"Hmph! Don't flatter yourself. Are your Shen family's physical skills as good as mine? You gave it to me for free and I don't even want to look at it." Zhang Xiaozhu said with a smile.
"You - you are so arrogant!" Shen Weiran yelled, holding his neck.
But in fact, he had already admitted in his heart that Zhang Xiaozhu's physical skills were indeed better than his Shen family's physical skills, at least better than what he had learned.
This can be seen from the fact that Zhang Xiaozu faced him head-on with more than 300 moves, but did not suffer a single injury on his body.
But you must know that his body is covered with thorns and blades, and in close combat, it seems to him that he can't defend at all, but Zhang Xiaopeng not only defended perfectly, but also didn't fail in his attack.
Shen Weiran thought he couldn't do it.
He was extremely lucky that he had the Xuanming Armor, otherwise he would have died by Zhang Xiaozu's fist.
However, although Zhang Xiaozu's physical skills were stronger than Shen Weiran's, his results were limited to this, and he was helpless against the Xuanming Armor.
However, as time went by, Zhang Xiaopou gradually fell into a disadvantage. The huge consumption of White Tiger's divine power made his attacks gradually weak.
And Shen Weiran relied on the protection of the Xuanming Armor, and the consumption of White Tiger's divine power was much less than that of Zhang Xiaopou.
After fighting countless tens of thousands of moves, Zhang Xiaopou gradually became exhausted. He accidentally exposed a flaw and was caught by Shen Weiran. His claws were swept on his right shoulder, and five deep and bone-deep wounds were drawn out. Wound.
As this move failed, the situation suddenly reversed. Shen Weiran had the upper hand and used his move to suppress Zhang Xiaopou and attack fiercely, leaving wounds after wounds on Zhang Xiaopou's body.
Zhang Xiaozhu's heart gradually became anxious and panicked, and he even had the fear of dying in Shen Weiran's hands.
It's not that he gave up resistance so easily, but that he had tried his best, but still couldn't help Shen Weiran, and couldn't see the slightest hope of victory.
Unless he can recover his cultivation, unless he can awaken the ghosts.
Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!
After fighting with each other for more than a thousand moves, Zhang Xiaozu's white tiger power was already very weak, and he could only defend himself. However, he could not prevent Shen Weiran's attacks, and the wounds on his body kept increasing.
"Ghost spirit, if you don't fucking come out, I will die!" Zhang Xiaozhu roared in his heart.
"snort!"
Bai Hu's cold snort suddenly sounded, and he yelled with a hint of anger in his tone: "My divine power can even break through the scales of a blue dragon, but how can it not break through a few pieces of rotten iron armor? After all, it is my divine power that cannot break through, Or can’t you break it open? Trash, trash!”
He said these words not to Zhang Xiaopou, but because he felt that his divine power was being insulted by a few pieces of rotten iron armor in Zhang Xiaopou's hands, which made him feel so cowardly that he couldn't bear to curse a few words.
