"presumptuous!"
"Afraid of you!"
As the two figures flashed, when they reappeared in everyone's field of vision, the young man had already punched out a fist glowing with purple lightning, and the middle-aged man met him with a punch.
boom!
Where the two fists met, purple thunder and black demonic fire instantly divided the entire void.
From the perspective of outsiders, the two were evenly matched with this punch. Compared to the Black Flame King's powerful body, Wu Shu's physical strength was obviously at a disadvantage. With just one punch, a large number of cracks appeared in the flesh of Wu Shu's right arm.
boom!
After realizing Wu Shu's disadvantage, Black Flame King punched again. After receiving the second punch from the Black Flame King, if it weren't for the robe on his body, white bones could be seen on part of Wu Shu's left arm.
After only two fights, the decision was made.
Just as Wu Shu was about to distance himself and continue the battle with spiritual means, the spirit of the stele sent a message, "Young Master, the little tree man asked me to send you a message. As long as the young master controls the secret method in the body, the little tree man will The roots extend all over the young master's body, and under the protection of the little tree man's roots, the little tree man can keep the young master's body immortal for a certain period of time."
"good!"
After a simple response, Wu Shu sternly said, "Come again!"
As the saying goes, secret arts have spiritual power. After feeling Wu Shu's intention, several secret arts led by Xuanjue all made way for the roots of the little tree man. For example, the always arrogant Jinpeng bloodline was intimidated under the scrutiny of all the secret arts. The hands and feet are afraid.
"court death!"
After the previous two fist fights, the Black Flame King also knew very well that the biggest weakness of Wushu was the fragility of his body. During this third fist fight with Wu Shu, Black Flame King went all out. Black Flame King wanted to take this opportunity to completely cripple one of Wu Shu's arms.
boom!
Under the squeeze of the violent purple thunder and black flame demonic fire, two storms appeared out of thin air.
"you!"
I thought that this punch could cripple one of Wu Shu's arms. After Wu Shu lost his arm, victory in this battle against the Black Flame King was in sight. Who would have expected that with the third punch, not only did Wu Shu not lose an arm, but the injuries on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This made the Black Flame King surprised. The small human race, with its low level of strength, actually had such a terrifying recovery ability.
Looking at the Black Flame King coldly, Wu Shu said disdainfully, "Do you really think that this young master is afraid of you? You are just a little king beast, but you still dare to show off your power in front of me?"
"I don't believe it anymore, come again!"
Bang bang bang...!
Seventeen punches were exchanged in a row, more than ten of which were punched by both of them with all their strength. Just trying to avoid the storm squeezed out by the two fists made Tu Lu and other strong men miserable, let alone making Tu Lu and others wait for an opportunity.
Seventeen punches passed, and Wu Shu and the Black Flame King opened a certain distance.
Looking around, the originally angular land had been flattened by the storm, and some monster beasts or flame soul beasts implicated in the storm were shattered to pieces on the spot.
Twisting his neck vigorously, the Black Flame King said coldly, "Boy, you can catch seventeen punches from me without getting hurt. I have to admit that the human race really has an incredible junior."
The conversation changed and the Black Flame King said again, "However, everything will end here. No matter how powerful the physical body is, it is nothing more than a corpse in front of the powerful secret techniques, secret techniques and secret treasures."
"Oh! Really? I really want to say, my young master, it would be great if your fists could be as hard as your mouth."
"court death!"
"Fierce Demon Palm Technique, Great Thunder Sound Seal!"
When the Black Flame King gently raised his palm, an invisible coercion pressed towards Wu Shu's position with an overwhelming force.
Wu Shu was also not to be outdone and said, "It is really unimaginable to want to kill this young master so easily!"
"Ren, the God-Destroying Xuan Sword!"
Today, Kun Guo Wushu is no longer the same Wushu as he used to be. With the continuous growth of his physical strength and the secret bloodlines in his body, when Wushu casts the Burning Level God-Destroying Xuanjian again, including the Black Flame King's body, All the powerful people, including the powerful ones, had a buzzing sound in their minds.
When a small pale golden sword with an inconspicuous appearance appeared, a chilling aura directly swept away the invisible pressure from the Black Flame King.
It was precisely because of seeing the God-Destroying Xuan Sword that the powerful master in Black Flame King's body actually wanted to give up. Intuition told the venerable that if he could not escape in time, his spiritual consciousness might really be killed by Kun Guo Wushu.
Of course, before leaving, the powerful leader still wanted to get more information from Wu Shu. Being able to draw on such heaven-defying combat power at such a young age, given time, once Wushu matures, who else among his peers can compete with him.
By then, few of the older generation of strong men would dare to be enemies with Kun Guo Wushu.
Still a decisive palm fell, the sound of thunder rolled in the giant palm, and the talisman on the palm lines of the giant palm was even more clearly visible. And when the small pale golden sword collided with the giant palm, the invisible edge from the small pale golden sword almost cut the giant palm open.
"Boy, do I look down on you?"
The golden sword and the giant palm have not yet decided the winner. The Black Flame King sneered again, "Although the secret skill is strong, it is a pity that your level of strength is too low. Being able to practice this powerful secret skill to this point in this realm is already considered a success. The blessing that your ancestors have cultivated for eight lifetimes."
"break!"
The king-level strong man is already difficult to deal with, and the opponent is possessed by the supreme-level strong man. In order to end the battle with thunder, Wu Shu fully uses the demigod-level mental power in his divine consciousness.
Click!
Due to the blessing of a large amount of demigod-level spiritual power, the offensive of the God-Destroying Xuan Sword instantly increased. When the God-Destroying Mysterious Sword instantly penetrated the Great Thunder Sound Seal, the Black Flame King waved his hand, and with a clang sound, the mighty golden sword was blown away by the Nirvana Stone in the Black Flame King's hand.
"Boy, I admit that you are very strong. I am just curious. With the Nirvana Stone in my hand, how long can you use this borrowed power to fight against me?"
Obviously, after feeling the power of Wushu, the powerful master in Black Flame King wanted to avoid its edge.
"The Nirvana Stone? Isn't it amazing?"
The power of the Nirvana Stone is far beyond what worldly people can imagine. Wushu is different from many people. He not only has the flame tower in his hands, but also stele stones, star stones, etc. In terms of personal background alone, Wu Shu is definitely not afraid of the Black Flame King.
The star stone where Wu Zuo and Wu You are located has appeared next to Wu Shu, and Wu Shu sent a message, "Wu Zuo, Wu You, can I, the young master, believe you?"
Wu Zuo, who was hiding in the Star Stone, said listlessly, "It's just a broken piece of ordinary stone? It's not a gem in Zhenyue Hall, so why should you be afraid?"
Wu You yawned and said, "Young Master, how can you kill a chicken with an ox-knife? The spirit of the stele was once the mountain spirit of His Highness Zhenyue. Looking at the entire thick earth continent, the stone on which it resides is not something that many people can do." Broken."
At the moment of the war, Wu Zuo and Wu You looked like they had nothing to do with themselves, which really annoyed Wu Shu.
"Okay, can you please step back?"
After collecting the star stone into his consciousness, Wu Shu directly summoned the stele stone. After appearing, the stele spirit said in surprise, "Young Master, didn't you plan to let the two eldest brothers Wu Zuo and Wu You meet the enemy? Why did you suddenly summon Xiao Ling?"
Wu Shu said helplessly, "Wu Zuo and Wu You are rebellious, and I cannot trust them."
As soon as he said this, the stele spirit immediately said happily, "Young Master, although Xiao Ling doesn't remember what happened a long time ago, but if someone wants to defeat the young master with a broken stone. Even if Xiao Ling no longer has the strength of the past, Lingyun, Xiao Ling can guarantee that as long as Xiao Ling is here, no stone will be able to harm the young master at all."
"Very well, your words are enough."
