Chapter 183 The Fifth Master is a kind-hearted person
Dodge?
Will it work?
Lu Wenwu swung his fist with a fierce smile, shining like a meteor.
"Shit!"
Wen Jiulong was shocked, and smelled the breath of death in the fierce fist.
That kind of domineering, that kind of "momentum" that seemed to suppress the world and crush all enemies into dust made him feel fear and threat.
The opponent could really kill him here!
We need to fight!
Just before the iron fist hit, Wen Jiulong's halo flashed, and the rich space fluctuations burst out, taking his body and disappearing into the air in an instant.
Lu Wenwu's invincible fist hit half of the air and hit hard in the void.
This punch, he hit the air, but not completely.
The hard ground began to shatter inch by inch under the bombardment of this violent force, and the shocking cracks continued to extend outward, causing the earth to groan continuously.
The shock wave swept in all directions and crushed everything into the smallest dust.
"Boom!"
Another hill collapsed.
It was even more frightening than the mudslide in nature.
That was a whole mountain that was blown up by a punch from the middle of the mountain, and scattered into flying dust!
The powerful aftermath of the battle made the group hiding in the space stabilizer shield tremble.
Now the captain has begun to doubt whether the intelligence given by the above has not been updated in time.
Judging from the destructive power and attack power of this person, why is it necessary for his team to come with him!
The moment he saw the landslide, the captain suddenly realized something.
Maybe he and others were not sent out to rescue or support this fifth brother.
He and others were sent to clean up, finish, and clean up! ?
In the center of the battlefield, Wen Jiulong was spit out from the space layer.
The armor on the upper body was shattered, and the shoulder armor on the left arm had disappeared.
The petrified body below was bloody and fleshy, and small pieces of gravel kept falling with the trembling of the body, decomposing into the most primitive heaven and earth element and earth element in the air.
Although Lu Wenwu's punch did not cause the resonance of the power of space, the extreme space affinity in his body still played a role under the powerful force.
Just a simple space shock like natural evolution forced Wen Jiulong, who had activated the space concealment prop, out directly from the inside.
Fortunately, a certain old Gou demonstrated the danger of the temporary space channel in front.
Otherwise, if he also used the precious props used to build the space channel to dodge, he might not even be able to retrieve his ashes now.
"Three Mountains·Zhen!"
A rough roar burst out from Wen Jiulong's throat.
The war hammer slammed on the ground, bursting with thick earth light.
Along with it, a mouthful of blood was spit out, staining the faintly condensed three-mountain phantom with a hint of blood.
The space shock just now injured his abdominal organs, and even with the mountain giant bloodline and the power of the earth, his recovery ability was still somewhat stretched.
At this time, it was inevitable that he would be attacked by the recoil force if he forcibly launched a powerful skill.
Dou Qi is a thing that takes a fierce and domineering path, squeezing the potential of the human body to the limit.
When it is fierce, it is really fierce. It is difficult to match the explosive power of the hexagonal warriors of the immortal cultivators.
But once the injury is too serious or the limbs are mutilated, the combat power will decline, and the big move will backfire on oneself, which is more sad than playing with puppets without puppets.
The three-mountain phantom instantly formed around Lu Wenwu, surrounding him in a very strange posture, completely blocking his surroundings.
Suddenly, the three mountains gathered towards the center and merged into one in an instant.
"Boom!"
A deafening sound erupted again, and the earth groaned even more unbearably.
On the earth, there was no trace of Lu Wenwu.
Only a towering mountain stood.
He seemed to be suppressed!
Wen Jiulong was almost lying on the ground on all fours, gasping for breath.
The earth-yellow power of the earth sank into his body like a whale sucking water, constantly restoring and nourishing the injured half of his body.
Under the special effects of the Scarlet Abyss equipment, the recovery process was a bit slow.
Blood was overflowing from his mouth and nose, but even so, a slight sneer still appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"A young boy is still a young boy after all, too young and full of vigor. There are thousands of dungeon worlds and thousands of wonderful props. Even if you are proficient in the power of space, what can you do? Can you still stop all the space props?"
"Relying on your own strange power, you are lawless. Do you think you are the Monkey King who once made trouble in the Heavenly Palace? He can jump out of the Three Realms and not be in the Five Elements because of his background and invincible strength. What do you rely on?"
"Hehe, when you are completely killed by my Three Mountains Suppression Device, I will personally come forward to take your soul!"
Just as Wen Jiulong was talking to himself, he suddenly felt a sudden discomfort in his body and spit out a mouthful of blood.
The so-called Three Mountains Suppression Device made a strange sound.
"Crack. Bang!"
The mountain seemed to be permanently cracked, and a spearhead that seemed to be enough to pierce through everything in the world pierced from the center.
The extreme sharpness made Wen Jiulong unable to help but use his fighting spirit to protect his body. The extreme sharpness pierced his eyes faintly.
It took him a few seconds to see clearly that it was not a spear head at all.
It was an arm!
An arm with muscular and blue veins!
That is!
Lu Wenwu's hand!
"boom!"
In a daze, the Sanshan suppressor suddenly exploded into fragments that filled the sky.
Huge boulders splashed out in the surroundings like a torrential rain, continuing to destroy the land that had already been ravaged to the point of losing its original shape.
"puff!"
The original suppressor connected to his mind was destroyed, and Wen Jiulong spat out a mouthful of blood again.
That kind of backlash from the depths of his soul left him in a state of chaos.
He just watched helplessly as Lu Wenwu flapped his dragon wings and fell from the sky with overwhelming demonic energy, with a sinister smile on his face that still hadn't faded away.
The tall and strong body kept making crackling sounds, and its aura was still at its peak.
He's fine!
How could he be okay!
His flesh and blood should be crushed into pulp, his bones should be squeezed into powder, and his equipment should be shattered into a ball of scrap metal!
How could he be unscathed!
At this moment, Wen Jiulong was already going crazy.
By coincidence, Lu Wenwu looked into his eyes and said very sincerely: "Your purity is very high. It hurt me a little just now. This is the first time I have practiced so far."
Lu Wenwu didn't lie.
The terrifying suppressive power of the Sanshan Suppressor had squeezed his bones into cracks like broken porcelain.
Even the hard blood dragon scales can't resist it.
The feeling of being crushed back and forth with your soul together was not pleasant. Even a guy like Lu Wenwu, who was like a madman in the battle, felt a strong pain.
Wen Jiulong is great.
However, it is not powerful enough!
Therefore, the Sanshan Suppressor was directly blown up by Lu Wenwu from inside, and he got out!
The Sanshan suppressor is very strong, but not strong enough.
It failed to directly suppress Lu Wenwu to death. The suppressive power that earth attribute cultivators are good at was not easy to use against him.
Such attack power cannot keep up with his blood recovery speed!
"I do not believe!"
Wen Jiulong's spirit was greatly stimulated when his attack failed.
He roared and rushed forward, hitting the war hammer in his hand one after another, one hammer faster than the other. His feet connected with the earth, as if miniature mountains were suppressing them.
Lu Wenwu did not dodge, and responded with a pair of iron fists with a ferocious smile. One punch after another, the energy and blood in his body rose, and he easily smashed the mountain peaks into pieces.
A thunderous sound erupted, and the earth within a radius of dozens of miles continued to sink.
The continuous hills and hills disappeared without a trace, and the aftermath of the battle between the two had once again expanded the original large pit, almost becoming a small basin.
The sky was full of mud, sand and gravel, and the yellow sand was all over the sky, setting off a chaotic scene like a sandstorm.
The impact of the battle between S-level warriors is enough to permanently change the landscape.
Wen Jiulong fought very hard, almost fighting with blood.
Zhan's eyes were red, and Zhan's eyes were about to burst.
He was unwilling and did not believe that he, who had been famous for a long time, would be overtaken by Lu Wenwu, a latecomer in just two or three years, and defeat him in the most upright way in a head-on confrontation.
He has already exploded to a fighting level that far exceeds his usual level, surpassing his former self.
However, Lu Wenwu's punches were too hard.
The bombardment of punch after punch was like an iron curtain that was constantly crushing, slowly crushing towards Wen Jiulong, coming towards Wen Jiulong with an unstoppable momentum!
After each confrontation, Lu Wenwu's own momentum increased and his fighting spirit became even higher.
On the other hand, Wen Jiulong, although his moves are still fierce and ruthless, he feels like he is declining.
Lu Wenwu's punches were like machines.
Precise and powerful.
A punch was thrown out, and the fist swaying with strange flames crossed the war hammer and hit Wen Jiulong directly on the face, immediately sending his body that had become taller due to the activation of his blood, flying away.
At this time, most of Wen Jiulong's armor was shattered, his rocky skin was shattered, and his face was covered with blood. How could he still look as high-spirited as before the battle?
"Your purity is very high. This battle makes me very satisfied. But now you have begun to make me feel boring."
Lu Wenwu walked towards him slowly and spoke slowly.
"This battle must be over."
"A child with a yellow mouth. Extremely arrogant"
Wen Jiulong, who had been furious for a long time, suddenly regained his composure, and his face showed a hint of joy mixed with a slightly evil smile.
"Do you think you will win?"
Before he finished speaking, Wen Jiulong suddenly stuffed some pills into his mouth.
His aura of malaise, which had been gradually showing signs of decline, suddenly surged, and the earth-yellow arrogance surged like a stove fire cooking hot oil, attacking in all directions.
An aura as strong as the sky rose and spread, and Wen Jiulong, who should have been exhausted, was even stronger than before the war started.
The solid earth-yellow fighting spirit surrounded the war hammer he held high, and the rocks covering his body began to disintegrate and turned into part of the fighting spirit flames!
"Then you can take the strongest blow in my life!"
There was a loud shout, and blood spurted out from Wen Jiulong's mouth, but the power of the war hammer he swung increased wildly, and substantial raging flames appeared on his body.
At that moment, Lu Wenwu seemed to see the mythical Mount Sumeru rushing towards him.
And the power erupted from that hammer was terrifying to the extreme.
This was Wen Jiulong's final blow, which directly ignited his fighting spirit core and fighting spirit all over his body, burning his life, vowing to kill Lu Wenwu here.
He is an earth attribute cultivator who follows the path of the mountains.
And the mountain developed to the extreme. It was a landslide!
The mountain that was created by the sound of exhaustion collapsed, and the power released exceeded the limit that Wen Jiulong himself could possess.
This is his most powerful blow, and it is also a life-changing move.
Before the attack even landed, the earth began to crumble because it could not withstand this huge force.
Facing the hammer that seemed to shatter the earth, Lu Wenwu just chuckled, and his power suddenly subsided, as if he was an ordinary person without any cultivation.
"Fifth Master, I have a kind heart. Through a relationship, I will let you take the road to hell in advance and meet up with your stupid apprentice in Fengdu Ghost City."
"In the next life, be careful."
The punch was thrown into the sky, and it didn't seem to carry any power.
But Wen Jiulong, who had the chance to win, suddenly changed his mind.
He only saw a demonic knife exuding a murderous aura slashing towards him lightly.
Before he could take any action, the magic sword had already passed by, wiping out his last consciousness and falling into eternal nothingness and tranquility.
Mount Sumeru, which was undergoing landslides, also seemed to have lost its spirituality, turning into an ordinary landslide and losing its power.
Military killing fist, reach the peak and reach the ultimate realm!
This battlefield boxing technique, which was originally only learned by ordinary soldiers, has long been transformed in Lu Wenwu's hands, and is no less than a powerful skill at the foundation level.
Now that it has reached the pinnacle state, its power is no less than that of the evolved hegemony fist.
Melting the original endless sea of blood into one punch, it burst out at once like a sword slashing down to hit the Arrancar.
The last move used by Wen Jiulong, who was sultry and soft-hearted, was easily broken by Lu Wenwu.
It’s just a pity that the pseudo-mythical warhammer was there.
It seemed to be a weapon similar to the natal magic weapon, or simply Wen Jiulong directly overloaded the hammer with the hammer when he released the last move.
When the confrontation came to an end, it had become a twisted mass of metal fragments.
If it were a cultivation civilization, it might have some recycling value.
But for Blue Star, which is now "well-off", this is just non-recyclable garbage.
[You have obtained 100 free attribute points]
Lu Wenwu didn't care about this.
He reached out and fished it out casually, taking pictures of Wen Jiulong's broken body.
The right hand pointed like a knife and touched his neck.
The head, which was full of shock and reluctance, was perfectly removed by Lu Wenwu, and the dirty blood inside was drained away.
"Oh, look at my memory. I even forgot that your apprentice died in the Divine Blessing Continent, and you have already lost your soul. How can you have this experience with Fengdu City in the next life?"
Lu Wenwu held Wen Jiulong's head in his hands and said to him apologetically:
"Guilty, sinful."