A punch to the jaw.
The unparalleled impact caused Wei Jie to fly straight up.
Shen Li followed up briskly, with the same energy, and punched like Wei Jie, clanging like a red-hot iron.
Just now, Wei Jie's fist hit the acupuncture points accurately, and at the same time, he controlled his Qi to smash them into pieces and shatter the Vajra Warrior. This was a good method.
Shen Li didn't have the skills and skills he had practiced hard, so the effect was greatly reduced, but it was enough to make him suffer enough.
Wei Jie breathed a sigh of relief at the Vajra Warrior. He had no power to fight back and let his fists rain down on his body, dripping with blood. Gradually, even the golden energy and blood of the peak Vajra's origin were knocked out.
If you survive such a loss, you may be able to make up for it after practicing for ten or eight years. If you want to take advantage of the current turmoil to seize the opportunity, it is a waste of time.
He raised his energy again, tapped Wei Jie with his toes, and jumped up again in mid-air. Shen Li smiled and asked, "Have you ever seen a fist drop from the sky?"
Immediately he punched the top of his head.
Wei Jie was completely unable to suppress the boiling golden energy and blood in his chest. He vomited loudly, and his whole body suddenly became sluggish, with a lifeless look on his face. The terrifying force of his fist made him fall like a meteorite from the sky, and bounced up and down like a Cuju ball. , bounced up until he was unable to roll into a small river aside. The cold river water hurriedly covered him like a thin silk veil.
After Shen Li landed, he couldn't help but staggered and almost fell.
In order to trick Wei Jie into letting out that sigh of relief, he was subjected to a set of Shattering Diamond punches, which was extremely uncomfortable.
Fortunately, the Vajra Dragon Elephant body was born with an extraordinarily strong body. After three or four days of rest, it recovered as before.
Walking by the river, I glanced over and saw Wei Jie grabbing the weeds on the river bank and dragging his body ashore. The moonlight dimly illuminated his face. He was the best expert in breaking diamonds in Southern Wu, and he was bleeding from all his orifices.
"You brat, you have two brushes."
He stood up unsteadily, panting heavily, and stared at Shen Li, who was also in a bad state.
"I never expected that a natural King Kong could be so tyrannical. I deserve to be punished. But do you really think I'm doomed?"
The energy rises in an instant, like a black dragon that has been cultivating for thousands of years in a mountain stream. Once it clears the clouds and sees the sun, it can reach anywhere in the world.
Wei Jie kept crackling inside his body, and the bones and veins broken by Shen Li were restored.
"There is still hope, there is still hope... I am a peak Vajra warrior. I ate him and used the Vajra Dragon Elephant Body as a gift from heaven and earth to make amends for myself... It is a little bit heretical, but it is different from the past. Only by taking the wrong path can I survive."
As the old saying goes, you are what you eat. Coincidentally, Wei Jie, who has traveled around the world for many years, knows a heretical secret technique about "eating".
Shen Li prepared his battles carefully and became a killer from the Xingxiu Sect. Wei Jie in his current state is the most powerful mortal enemy he has ever faced.
Wei Jieji reached his peak, his face was rosy, and there was black mist surrounding him. The black mist expanded and contracted, as if there were invisible hands, pinching the black mist into the shape of a black dragon as thick as a bowl.
Without looking at Shen Li, he picked the black dragon's chin with his fingers and said with a smile: "The stinky boy hit me so much that my mouth hurt so much that I almost bit off my tongue. I will keep your tongue later and fry it mixed with cucumbers for dinner."
How arrogant!
Since Shen Li was given the opportunity, he should seize it and strike with a punch.
Wei Ji patted the black dragon's little head.
The thick-mouthed black dragon roared silently and fist-bumped brazenly.
Then Shen Li fell down and quickly stood up, staring at the black dragon in surprise.
A walk in Weijie seems like an outing to enjoy the beautiful scenery of spring.
How could he have such fun, regardless of the injuries in his body, to push up his Qi, like a dragon or an elephant, and the black dragon stopped Shen Li, who was already at his peak, and fought at close range.
Beat the faucet to pieces, and a black mist will appear, and everything will be restored.
The black dragon flicked its tail, butted its head, and wrapped its waist, making Shen Li concentrate on dealing with it.
Wei Chao clapped his hands and asked with a smile: "How is my near-death technique? How does it compare with your Taoist body-holding technique?"
"You are trying to make a fool of yourself." Shen Li supported the black dragon with one hand and then punched its back scales. The black dragon suddenly howled and turned into a large ball of black mist.
Wei Jie recalled, and not long after, the black dragon reappeared, wrapped around his waist, the dragon's head reached his shoulders, and opened his posture. Wei Jie rushed towards Shen Li, replacing the black dragon and punching him to the flesh.
At first glance, the two vajra warriors fighting have no mysterious moves at all. You punch me and I punch you, all of them hitting the vital parts. It seems that no one is satisfied with solving this fight without fists.
Wei Jie took a deep breath and hit Shen Li between the eyebrows with his fist, knocking him away.
Shen Li punched his heart simultaneously, causing his heart to stop.
There were more than ten steps between the two of them, each of them was keeping a steady eye on the other's every move.
Fighting between warriors is so simple and unpretentious, with punches, palms and legs going back and forth to change injuries. Whoever can't hold on will die.
He is not as fancy as Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, nor is he like the swordsman among the warriors, who is freehand and romantic.
"A simple martial artist is not popular with others. People in the world always talk about swordsmen." Wei Jie opened his mouth, looking for something to say.
"You are on the verge of death. I have a lot of abilities. Do you want to waste my energy on speaking back to you?"
"Ha, now that you have spoken, my plan has succeeded."
Shen Li moved his shoulders and wrists, "Indeed, there are many skilled swordsmen. Originally, I wanted to go north to the grassland to see the female swordsman."
"Are you drunk? How high are you? Do you dare to call yourself a swordsman?" Wei Jie sneered.
The martial artist who relies on fists and kicks, and the swordsman who practices swordsmanship and kendo, dislike each other. The martial artist despises the swordsman for forgetting the solid skills of fists and kicks.
Swordsmen laugh at warriors, who do not understand the beauty of swordsmanship and see the small mountains. They are like farmers who work hard to dig crops. In the end, whether the harvest is good or bad depends on whether God has good weather and whether he has put in all his efforts to serve the crops well.
"It seems to be the fourth grade, too. Look at the difference in the swordsmanship of the female swordsman who is praised by others. Can you draw parallels and make my master's swordsmanship a step further?"
Wei Jie was surprised: "Are you a swordsman?"
Shen Li said: "Be respectful! According to the rules of the world, swordsmen of rank four or above are called sword immortals."
Say it.
The young man's right hand shook slightly, holding a bright long sword.
It's like showing off, making a show of swordsmanship.
"Since the news that I was born with a Vajra body has spread widely, of course I will hide something to give everyone a surprise. I want to ask you, are you surprised?"
Wei Xiuzhou was stunned. He was born with the body of a diamond, dragon and elephant. Instead of taking the path of martial arts, he actually chose the path of swordsmanship. Is his brain broken?
The reason why swordsmen are ridiculed for their insignificance is because there is only one first-grade swordsman in the world today, and four first-grade martial artists.
Martial arts is about hard work and hard work. Although it also depends on qualifications, even an ordinary person who has worked hard for decades to practice martial arts can still make his way in the world.
The sword path is narrow and steep. If you want to reach the top or become famous, you must have amazing talent! Too harsh to understand! !
Wei Jie figured it out instantly.
Is it possible to just talk about a talented and beautiful person who is born as a king?
No wonder Shen Li chose this rugged and steep trail.
The moment the sword was drawn out, Baicao lowered his waist.
The black dragon leaning over his shoulders shook his head, feeling the world spinning and being extremely frightened.
Instead of killing Wei Jie, who seemed to have never been injured, he only killed the thick black dragon.
