Chapter 471: Fighting fists. Unparalleled in ancient times and today.
Hundreds of millions of years of development have resulted in an endless stream of strange spirits, subdivided and specialized, each with its own miraculous effects.
Huan Po is a person who specializes in teaming up with companions to organize defense. Huan Po is good at defense but not good at attack.
The spear soul is similar to the ring soul, good at attacking but not good at defending.
Huan Soul and Spear Soul are the ones that every sect must have people practicing. Even if they are unwilling to practice, they will be forced to practice.
Spear soul is a general term for this type of soul. Its effects are different in quality. A spear soul of poor quality can be used by two or three people.
The best spear spirit can marry seven people. The top one can marry nine people. This refers to those with the same level of cultivation.
The spear soul acts as a bridge, but of course it is not an infinite connection. Depending on the quality of the spear soul, some spear souls can connect part of the soul power of each person with one strike. Even so, it is extremely terrifying.
The advantages of spear soul are very obvious, and the disadvantages are also very obvious. First of all, the people who are connected in series with spear soul must be within a certain range. Secondly, the spear soul caster cannot conceal the fluctuation of soul power at all.
Third, the spear soul caster can only act as a bridge, and becomes a connecting prop that can connect the soul power of others. However, it cannot provide soul power itself, making it difficult to participate in the battle.
The better the spear soul, the stronger the effect of assisting combat.
It was extremely unlucky that the two spear souls Zuo Wuzhou encountered today were both top-notch. The Hun Tian Sect was definitely prepared to fight in order to kill him.
As soon as the spear soul came out, the seven great martial saints formed one body. The force of the strike was absolutely extremely powerful, and even with the power of being invisible, it could only temporarily avoid the sharp edge.
The "little moving cloak" has been exposed. These eight martial saints are all on guard, and it is extremely difficult to make a surprise attack again. After all, the seven are one, and the person with the spear spirit is included in them. No matter where Wuying breaks in, All are bound to encounter fatal attacks.
"The trouble is big. I didn't expect Huntian Sect to be so well prepared." Wuying was fine for the moment, but Zuo Wuzhou was not worried. He frowned while dealing with Shen Nujiang.
It's like a mouse trying to pull a turtle, with nowhere to start.
With his eyes full of powerful light, Zuo Wuzhou swallowed his words and made up his mind: "There is no need to play any tricks. Just use your strength to kill him."
"I don't believe it. There is no Wuying. Why can't I kill an old and weak super saint?"
With the Heavenly King's Book in hand, the golden light struck, and all the golden characters were taken away from his arms, just like a golden god. He glowed with extraordinary brilliance.
When he saw this scene, Shen Nujiang was covered in blood and his head was covered with blood, and he finally lost his color: "Impossible, how could he know the correct use of the super holy weapon?"
"He is just a Martial Saint. He is extremely shocked if he can use a super holy weapon." Shen Nujiang felt his heart tremble: "This boy is actually such a monster. As a newly promoted Martial Saint, he already knows how to understand. It’s half of the super saint’s methods.”
"If this child is allowed to live, Huntian Sect will be doomed."
Shen Nujiang finally had a hatred that had been lived on a dog for two thousand years. After he became a super saint, it took him a hundred years to master the super saint's methods. However, Zuo Wuzhou in front of him had it in advance.
Shen Nujiang took a deep breath, and his old face was undulating like waves. He took out a golden knife and waved it, and the knife melted like mercury.
The melting golden light actually covered Shen Nujiang's arms. He was shocked: "Zuo thief, I'm here to teach you. Let's see who is more powerful, your high-grade super holy weapon, or me."
"It's a low-grade super holy weapon, with the power to fight." Zuo Wuzhou said in awe.
Zuo Wuzhou gulped and vomited, almost as if he was swallowing the sky, and he burst out in anger: "Stop talking nonsense! Just fight."
"The law of fire is boundless" was burning fiercely. Zuo Wuzhou's appearance did not change, as if covered with a layer of iron color, Zong body moved forward and punched his chest. Suddenly, the violence was boundless.
The sonorous murderous voice suddenly sounded: "Today, the fight will not end."
A pair of iron arms glowing with golden light. A pair of old arms covered with steel.
A top-grade ultra-sacred weapon and a second-grade ultra-sacred artifact. One is a ferocious person who has always used force to break and crush everything. The other is a fierce person who is also good at using force to win.
There was no cleverness in the collision, and it could be called an unrivaled head-to-head encounter. After a collision, the two pairs of arms held their fists, and the fight was silent, but there were streaks of golden light rippling.
The golden halo poured and spread like ripples. The spectators were dumbfounded when they saw this scene. When this ripple spread over them, Mu Wusheng and others, his face turned golden in an instant!
With a boom, the spectators in the first circle were hit by an indescribable impact, and were involuntarily suppressed and knocked back. Those with low cultivation levels even had a mouthful of blood pouring into their throats.
It was like an earth-shattering explosion, and the rows of martial saints were all knocked back for several miles. The ripples of golden light faded away.
The heroes were shocked and horrified: "This is the great power of the super saint? These are simply two unparalleled murderers."
Too scared.
His whole body was shaking, Zuo Wuzhou's face turned pale, and his arms were trembling.
A roar from the heart, like a flying dragon in the sky: "Hahaha, so happy, so happy. It's been a long time since anyone has been able to fight like this with me."
Swinging his arms, trying his best to subdue the numbness and pain, Zuo Wuzhou's eyes showed a fanatical fighting spirit, and an excited rosy color came to his face. He raised his fists and faced it hard: "Do it again!"
Shen Nujiang secretly swung his arms and took a cold breath. Zuo Wuzhou's violent force was too fierce and too violent. He shouted loudly, unwilling to be outdone: "Come on, come on!"
It was definitely a collision like a comet hitting the earth. The two fists smashed together, and in an instant, it gave people a terrifying feeling of the world overturning.
A punch to punch fight, a punch to punch fight.
This is simply the fighting method of two madmen. It is so fierce that among the two of them, Yue Yue will definitely be crushed to death.
The ultimate plan is to fight at the risk of death. There are no moves. There is no change, just raise your fists. Fighting with fists to the flesh. It is clearly crazy and extremely tough. Zuo Wuzhou and Shen Nujiang's
The fighting spirit was almost substantive, and he was constantly bombarded by these frantic attacks. He quickly gained momentum and reached its peak.
It's not just a fight of fists, not just a competition of fighting spirit. It's also a competition of momentum.
It was as if the heaven and earth were under the influence of the fist, swaying unsteadily, as if there was a danger of collapse at any time.
Unparalleled fist fight!
Zuo Wuzhou is not as powerful as Shen Nujiang, and fighting with fists is the stupidest way to fight.
For a moment and a half, Zuo Wuwu and Shen Nujiang were so excited that they exchanged hundreds of punches. They were extremely powerful. If there is a mountain, the mountain will collapse; if there is a river, the river will collapse.
Zuo Wuzhou was knocked back again and again, and his injuries accumulated again and again. His eyes, ears, mouth and nose were shocked to the point where blood flowed out, but he continued to be bombarded without realizing it.
Retreat? I have never thought about it. There is no such thought in the ultimate plan. I have only forgotten my feelings and passionate thoughts: "Fight, we must fight. Even if we die, we should not retreat. Even if we die, we must win."
A true man should have the fighting spirit to swim against the current and not be afraid of challenges.
The vigorous fist fight, even though it was stupid, made all the heroes passionate. But no matter how stupid he was, he was a man. No matter how much he cursed in his mouth.
But as a man, watching such a fierce and unparalleled duel, how could I not be passionate?
The Yangwang showdown that only belongs to good men makes people lose their minds and make them yearn for it. They just wish they could be so happy and contented in this life.
There is no need to worry about anything else. Just be a good man and just punch him. No matter it is mountains, water, sky or earth, gods or heavens, smash them all to pieces.
Anyone who dares to stop me will be defeated.
Don't worry about anything, just fight in a man's way, use the fierceness and bravery of a man to defeat everyone and anything that dares to stand in your way. Only in this way can you stand firm in the world. Only in this way can you dare to call yourself a good man.
This is the most manly showdown!
Fight, fight to the point where the sky is shattered and the earth is shattered.
It was hearty and joyful to the extreme. Zuo Wuzhou was sweating like rain, wild and indulgent: "Happy. It's really fun! Shen Nujiang, you really have some skills."
"This battle was truly the most enjoyable battle I have ever fought in my life. It was so enjoyable, so enjoyable that Zuo Wuzhou roared with emotion.
The fighting spirit was soaring and fierce, and it seemed that it had reached its peak. Zuo Wuzhou didn't realize that his seven orifices were bleeding, and he only felt more comfortable than ever before.
It was as if all the leakage points accumulated in this life were punched out at once, and every leakage point in the bone marrow was squeezed out. Suddenly, there was no trace of dust in my heart.
Even if there are billions of depressions in my heart, even if there are countless hazes, they are all blown away in this extremely fierce duel.
Every drop of blood is burning and evaporating, squandering Zuo Wuzhou's most ambitious, wild and unruly excitement in his life.
Sweat mixed with blood stained the face, but it could not stain the impressive power of governance and the beauty of the sun net. Every inch of muscle was made of the toughest fine steel. Every piece was as if carved out, with sweat flowing on it, shining brightly.
Yiyi.
Shen Nujiang's old face flushed red, and his body trembled. He snorted coldly: "You are not bad either. If you can resist me, you are quite capable."
As soon as he spat out, Zuo Wuzhou retreated and then rushed forward like a whirlwind. Every inch of his muscles were trembling and trembling. However, he had the supreme perseverance to remain firm and unchanged. He roared wildly and uninhibitedly: "Haha, just do that.
Let’s see who of us falls first!”
"It's not me, it's you." The momentum coming towards me was fierce.
"It's definitely not me." Shen Nujiang said harshly. He forced himself to hold back the weakness in his arms that spread throughout his body. He was old after all, too old.
There was a booming sound, and another shocking explosion, which seemed to declare Zuo Wuzhou's determination to fight, and he would never return if he won.
"Crazy, really crazy," Shen Nujiang yelled. He was so uncomfortable that he felt like he was about to die.
Zuo Wuzhou was like a bloody man. When he didn't weaken at all, he gave Shen Nujiang a taste. He was getting stronger and stronger, and every punch became more and more powerful.
After hundreds of punches, Shen Nujiang felt that every ounce of strength in his body had been squeezed dry. His whole body was so soft that even his bones seemed to have been squeezed out of their juices. He was so light that his soul almost wanted to fly out.
Shen Nujiang cannot retreat and does not dare to retreat. At this moment, taking one step back means taking ten thousand steps back and falling under the cliff. Taking one step back means that the will is taken away and the momentum is suppressed.
"If it were me when I was young, he would be nothing. A hundred of them would be no big deal to me." Shen Nujiang thought to himself unwilling to be outdone. He couldn't even feel the existence of his body, as if all that was left in his body was his violently numb arms.
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Every punch seemed to blow away his life and soul, and to knock out all his bile.
I couldn't retreat, I couldn't bear it, the feeling was too painful. I glared angrily, and thought in my mind: "This lunatic, this fighting madman. He is not much worse than the ignorant."
Sweat mixed with blood. His head and face were covered with blood, just like a ghost in the dark night.
Zuo Wuzhou was completely unaware and completely lost in emotion. He was indulging in this most enjoyable, violent and manly fist fight.
"I know I'm not as strong as him, but the more so, the more I am a challenge. Only in this way can I be worthy of myself and be the path I want to take."
"The stronger he is, the more I have to overtake him and surpass him. Beyond a limit, I am also surpassing my own limit.
Either the east wind overwhelms the west wind, or the west wind overwhelms the east wind. There is no second choice. This is not only a fist fight between two men, but also a fight between two men.
Xing Zhanyi's competition is a competition with the situation. A fight with more fighting spirit and will※
Shen Nujiang's heart moved, and he was filled with shame and anger: "He treats me as a whetstone."
Yes, Shen Nujiang is being used as a whetstone by Zuo Wuzhou in this battle. He is re-sharpening his will and spirit, from skin to flesh to bones, from heart to spirit.
"Overwhelm him, defeat him, surpass him!" Zuo Wuzhou was so absorbed that he forgot about everything and had only one obsession in his heart, growing crazily.
In his wild thoughts, capillaries all over his body exploded and even his muscles tore apart. He was like a bloody man and started to fight again and again. It seemed that he was trying to verify whether he still maintained his unchanged heart and was more determined to pursue the great truth.
In the bottom of my heart, there is only one voice calling: "Beat him, defeat him, re-forge my mind, and I will be able to do anything."
I am about to defeat those who block my way with dignity, and repel them with the light of justice. Whether they are super saints or all heavens!
Even if it was Shen Nujiang, he would destroy his will to fight, his fighting spirit, and his momentum.
I just want to use the most manly fighting to overwhelm the Super Saint and knock down the Super Saint! Let the Super Saint be worthless in front of me and knock out the Super Saint's soul and guts.
Only the paranoid can survive and become a god!
Without madness, one cannot achieve the heavens.
After countless punches, Shen Nujiang's old red face finally turned blue and white, and his bulging body suddenly deflated as if he was deflated.
A mouthful of thick blood spurted out, it was red with black in it!
Taking a step back means losing everything, including fighting spirit, will, and momentum.
Shen Nujiang was defeated.
A mouthful of blood spurted out continuously. It had been accumulated in his throat for a while. Shen Nujiang felt a sense of relief for a moment: "Finally, I don't have to deal with this madman."
Zuo Wuzhou stood motionless, with an unyielding temperament that towered over the mountains. As if a perfect transformation and tempering, Zuo Wuzhou vomited every word, filled with resentment and indulgence, shocking the sky...
Not a word was spoken, but the laughter spread across dozens of miles. But it gave a feeling of being one with heaven, earth, and nature.
Holding the majestic and majestic aura that overwhelms the super saint, it is majestic and majestic. It is really like a god, planting incomparable seeds for mankind.
"If I were still young, why should I be afraid of the river?" Shen Nujiang's thought came to him, but it was tragic.
No one knows what would have happened if Shen Nujiang was young. Shen Nujiang is still old after all, too old.
With old age and frailty, the body's functions have been reduced to the lowest level. If Zuo Wuzhou's body can be invulnerable, Shen Nujiang is at best the kind of body that can penetrate half a foot with one knife. How can it be compared.
The body, soul power, and spiritual thoughts are originally three in one. They influence each other in a cyclical manner, and when one is prosperous, all are prosperous, and when one is harmed, all are harmed.
Since the body is already weak, no matter how pure the soul power is, there will inevitably be a decline in numbers. Once a person ages, his energy will inevitably be released. On the basis of the body, it is impossible to fully exert his combat power.
How can he compare to Zuo Wuzhou, who is young and strong and is striding towards the top with his head held high.
If it weren't for his extremely pure soul power to protect his body, his old bones would have been beaten to powder by Zuo Wuyue.
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Zuo Wuzhou's momentum and fighting spirit were at an all-time high. After some training, he reached an unprecedented peak. His eyes were filled with excitement. He felt extremely relaxed and happy, as if everything was as calm as the clouds and the wind was light, and could not be discerned.
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"Shen Nujiang is much better than Yu Bo. He is definitely not the same level of super saint." Zuo Wuzhou breathed quickly, but smiled: "The new super saint. Sure enough, there is still a big gap between him and the old super saint."
With a heavy jolt, he took a deep sip like a long whale-level water, and his chest bulged high. Zuo Wuzhou exhaled his breath, and suddenly he ascended to the sky like a coiled dragon, filled with lofty sentiments and reaching heaven and earth.
The end is the ferocious roar of the tiger again: "Shen Nujiang. Can you fight? Take my move "Heaven-shaking Seal"
It's time to decide life and death.
Standing in the air, when he stepped on his feet, the ground shook and the mountains shook, and the air collapsed violently.
He stepped on the seven stars. His arms gathered billions of alloy lights, like a black hole, breaking up the Milky Way: "Heaven-shaking Seal!"
"Why not?" Shen Nujiang held on to his body that was about to fall apart, raised his fist with concentration, and punched out: "Falling flowers and flowing water,!"
Shen Nujiang's four true soul combat skills, combined together, turned out to be the super soul combat skill of "Falling Flowers and Flowing Water"!
Zuo Wuzhou said coldly: "You have super soul combat skills. Don't I have the "Heaven-shaking Seal"?
The eight great martial saints were willing to help, but the shadowless monsters were running around in this way, and they were all entangled to death.
The Eight Great Martial Saints were restrained, and Wu Ying was also restrained. He tried to help Zuo Wu Zhou but failed.
"Looking at the curtain, you can only rely on yourself." Zuo Wuzhou was neither sad nor happy. He punched his chest and said in a sonorous voice: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The murderous aura filled the air, filling the sky with despair, like a curtain of blood across the jade. The bloody aura and the evil aura were so strong that they covered the sky and blocked the sun.
Combining the two fists together, the punch will go out, and the golden seal will fall straight from the sky, and the power of the gods and demons will knock down the world. The ultimate net of food and heaven and earth is fierce. This is the "Seal of the Sky"
Without any reservation, the seven souls exploded instantly.
"I am a top-grade super holy weapon that combines the power of the seven-soul instant explosion. I don't believe that Shen Nujiang can withstand my blow, and he can also block the shadowless instant explosion blow."
Wuying seemed to be in a stalemate with the Eight Martial Saints, but in fact he was ready to move and strike with all his strength.
In an instant! Two super-soul combat skills exploded and collided.
Zuo Wuzhou was shocked: "His "Luohualiushui" was his own creation!"
Shen Nujiang's eyes widened angrily, showing shock: "How come he even understands the field of combat skills!"