Zhu Wuwu had practiced the art of absorbing energy to the pinnacle. At this time, with his strong energy, he pulled up the courtyard and smashed it towards Zhu Puzhao while countless gravel and soil were flying.
But Zhu Puzhao's palm was like a heavenly Buddha coming to the world, and it was extremely terrifying.
The moment his palm came into contact with the courtyard, power beyond mortal imagination exploded.
The flying courtyard wall became the first place to suffer. In an instant, it was torn into countless pieces by the force of the palm and scattered in all directions. Immediately afterwards, the courtyard was completely shattered and scattered. Stones and giant trees filled the sky, flying away in all directions with a roar.
Boom!
In a series of shocks, the entire courtyard was continuously split apart, and the sound was so horrifying that even the four secret agents standing far outside the Dragon Protection Hall could feel the terrifying fluctuations of the collision between the two.
After tearing the courtyard apart with this palm, the remaining force continued to cover Zhu Wuwang.
Zhu Wuli had a solemn face, let out a long roar, lowered his waist, and punched again with his mellow true energy.
boom!
The moment the fists and palms clashed, there was no unexpected collision sound. Zhu Wuwu's figure was torn and shattered in an instant.
But in an instant it regrouped ten feet away.
He actually used the "Phantom Magic" to receive the palm.
But a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Even though he has the Phantom Magic Skill, he cannot completely ignore the power of this palm.
"Impossible, how could this kid have such terrifying skills?" Zhu Miao was surprised and suddenly shouted: "Where are the thirty-six heavenly gangs and the seventy-two earth evils?"
Swish swish swish! !
However, he saw figures flashing all over the sky. Thirty-six Tiangang and seventy-two Disha, a total of 108 people were dispatched at the same time, surrounding Zhu Puzhao.
"Jie Tiangang Earth Sha Wusheng Formation."
At Zhu Wuwu's sharp shout, the one hundred and eight people moved forward, each person rushing in different directions.
"Okay, I want to see what tricks you can pull off?"
Zhu Puzhao stood tall with his hands behind his back, his expression calm and calm. If he is willing, he can completely destroy the formation before it is fully deployed. But he wanted to use this formation to further explore the mystery of the "Phantom Magic".
In a few breaths, the "Tiangang Disha Wusheng Formation" has been set up.
One hundred and eight good players interacted with each other, and their spirits and spirits echoed from afar, as if they had formed an inseparable whole.
And at the moment when the formation was formed, the momentum of these one hundred and eight people suddenly rose, with a fierce murderous aura, overwhelming the sky and the earth, making the world seem to become bleak and gloomy.
This formation contains the word "无生", which not only kills all the enemies in the formation, but also promotes their life essence to the extreme. Even if it can kill the opponent, it can't kill itself. To be hit hard.
Therefore, once this formation is used, one must have the mentality of dying together.
Once this formation is established, it is almost invincible.
"kill!"
Tiangang, who was at the eye of the formation, gave a sharp shout, and the formation was already in motion. Zhu Puzhao, a dozen long swords, stabbed at him. The sword light was shining in the sky, and the murderous aura became more and more intense, almost drowning people.
Zhu Puzhao laughed loudly, moving the sky, his fists rotated, and struck out like wind, thunder and lightning.
For a moment, sword light and fist wind roared continuously.
Zhu Wuwu looked at Zhu Puzhao who was deeply trapped in the formation, and secretly calmed down the churning blood and zhenqi. He suddenly shook his head and sighed softly: "It's a pity... it's a pity..."
He originally planned to wait for an opportunity to take action while Zhu Puzhao was dealing with the formation, and kill his nephew in one fell swoop.
But Zhu Puzhao's martial arts is really very good. Even now, he is still calm and composed without showing any flaws.
"Is he really Zhu Puzhao?"
A question was swirling in Zhu Wuli's mind, but seeing that the formation was being torn apart at a speed visible to the naked eye, he knew that the formation could not stop the opponent for long.
"time to go!"
There was a sound of clothes breaking through the air, and Zhu Wuwu's body technique unfolded, as fast as lightning, and the scenery quickly retreated. He is not running away like a headless fly, but has his own purpose.
"Among the top ten generals, Tie Qing's Iron Armored Army is undoubtedly the most elite team. Although there are not many soldiers, one can equal ten. As long as I can capture Tie Qing and master the Iron Armored Army, I still have the possibility of a comeback."
Zhu Wuli's eyes flashed as he rushed towards General Tie's temporary residence. Even in the midst of a stormy situation, he remained calm.
This is not unrelated to his early experience.
Zhu Wuli's mother was a pretty palace maid, and the reason why he was born was just the result of the emperor's drunken sexual intercourse.
He had no backing in the palace and suffered from depression. As an adult, he traveled around the world, learned the art of absorbing power, and defeated the "invincible naughty boy" Gu Santong, which made him famous all over the world.
Zhu Wuli is good at forbearance. No matter what setbacks he suffers, he has the confidence to get back up again.
At this time, using his Qinggong at full strength, he could vaguely see a manor with exquisite architecture.
Zhu Mingwang was just happy when he suddenly heard a clear and playful voice saying: "Uncle, why are you running? My nephew will only punch you to death with one punch at most. I won't cut you into pieces or execute you in Lingchi. Don't worry." .”
There was a flower in front of him, and Zhu Puzhao, who was wearing a yellow robe, was standing five feet in front of him at some point. This distance is not close, but for top experts like them, it can be reached in the blink of an eye.
"Hmph, my good nephew, it may not be that easy if you want to kill me." Zhu Mingwu is worthy of being a peerless hero who has been in power for decades. He stood firm on his feet and quickly suppressed all the negative emotions and regained his appearance. Expressionless, a state of no ripples.
"Really? I don't believe it!"
Zhu Puzhao smiled and strode out. He had covered the five-foot distance in one step.
He put his five fingers together and punched out again. The punch was so powerful that it carried wind and thunder. Even though it was not as good as the palm of "Heavenly Buddha Comes to the World", it should not be underestimated.
What's more, Zhu Wuyi had consumed a lot of his energy before and was also injured.
A flash of light flashed in Zhu Wuli's eyes, and he suddenly made a dangerous decision.
His hands melted, and his fingers blossomed like lotus flowers. In the blink of an eye, dozens of lotus flower marks were formed, blooming layer by layer.
When Zhu Puzhao's fist struck the lotus shadows, the power was weakened unconsciously, and the speed also suddenly slowed down.
With Zhu Wuli's Qinggong, he could easily move and dodge. But he turned slightly, and with a "pop" sound, the punch actually hit his chest.
However, due to the previous deflection, he escaped the critical point. Coupled with the vitality of a master like him, there is no immediate danger of life.
Zhu Puzhao was slightly surprised. The muscles in the opponent's chest suddenly tightened, and he was unable to withdraw his right hand for a while.
At the same time, Zhu Wuli's two hands reached out like lightning and grabbed Zhu Puzhao's other hand.
"Hey, it's me who wins!" Zhu Wulan laughed wildly and activated the power-absorbing method crazily. The airflow around him flowed loudly, and even the light became dim. At this moment, his whole body seemed to have turned into a black hole swallowing up everything.
This move of his is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you may be punched through the chest by the opponent.
But if he succeeds, not only can he turn everything around, but it can also take his martial arts to a higher level.
Now that he was lucky enough to succeed, Zhu Wulan was overjoyed.
But soon, his brows frowned slightly.
Although his power-absorbing method was successful, the effect was very poor.
If he were called an ordinary master, he would probably suck him clean out of his face. Even a top expert like Cao Zhengchun can only hold on for a few more breaths at most.
But Zhu Puzhao was extremely slow. If he sucked him in at this speed, it would take him at least an hour to suck him dry.
"What a great power-absorbing technique, it's really terrifying." Zhu Puzhao felt that all the energy, blood and true energy in his body were slowly flowing into Zhu Wanwang's body, and even his soul seemed to be swaying slightly.
"But if you want to deal with me, you are still a little behind." Zhu Puzhao's eyes suddenly shot out a golden divine light, and his body shook, and his true strength, energy, blood, and soul were condensed into one.
"How... is this possible..." Zhu Wuli had a look of surprise in his eyes.
If the previously invincible power-absorbing method still had some effect, it was completely ineffective now. Zhu Puzhao's whole body was like a rock, no matter how wind blew, rain, or waves hit him, he could do nothing.
boom!
Zhu Puzhao shook his arm, his powerful energy surged, and he finally pulled the bloody palm out of the opponent's body.
And the moment it was pulled out, all the blood quickly fell off and peeled off, and the whole hand became white again, exuding a gleaming jade light.
Zhu Wulan staggered back, his breath weakened to the extreme. If it weren't for this deep and powerful internal energy, he would have died in the west. He raised his head and looked at Zhu Puzhao suddenly: "You... you are not my stupid nephew, you... you are Yu Liancheng."
The moment he heard the other party calling himself "I" and the golden light shining in his eyes, he finally understood the truth.
And only the Vajra Indestructible Divine Power can resist the power-absorbing method.
"Yes, it's me. You have finally come to your senses." Zhu Puzhao... no, to be precise, Yu Liancheng, who has recovered his original voice, said lightly.
"It's a pity, it's a pity. If my old friend hadn't passed on the indestructible power to you, you might not have won today."
Zhu Wuwang's face was as pale as a sheet, and his body was shaking constantly, as if he might collapse at any time. Blood gurgled out of his chest, completely soaking his clothes.
"Maybe." Yu Liancheng didn't know.
In fact, not only Vajra is capable of resisting the power-absorbing method. The magic power of wedding clothes can also condense the true energy into one body, which will not be shaken by external forces. Zhu Wuli wanted to use the suction method to absorb him, but he made a big mistake.
Zhu Wulan laughed miserably, his face getting paler: "Now it seems that I am going to meet my old friend in the underworld."
"Okay, now that you are ready, let me take you on the last journey." Yu Liancheng stepped forward and punched out again, a punch that went straight, without any change, but more powerful than Any change is scary.
"No! No! I will never lose! I'm really a nine-five-year-old!" Just as this punch was about to hit Zhu Wuyi, Chanan's eyes shone with divine light, and his sluggish energy suddenly revived.
He has regained his former glory and become the peerless master who is so powerful that he is secretly sitting on the throne of the best master in the world.
Bake~
The hot gas filled the air, and the air was burned as if it was deformed. At the moment when the light returned, he used the "Pure Yang Finger" again.
The fists and fingers clashed, and there was a crisp "click" sound. Zhu Wuwu's fingers suddenly broke, and the remaining fists continued to hit his chest.
Zhu Wuli's whole body flew backwards seven to eight feet like a cannonball, and then crashed to the ground. His breath was like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.
"Ahem, I still lost."
Zhu Wulan coughed violently, his face calm: "Su Xin... Su Xin... It's a pity that you have to sleep on the top of Tianshan Mountain."
At this moment of his death, what echoed in his mind was no longer the illusory throne, but a beautiful and graceful figure, smiling gently at him... As a young man, he was high-spirited, made many friends, and had great ambitions. Thousands of buckets of wine. With a peach blossom mouth, a pair of bright eyes, a shy smile, how can I look back when I look at the wrong half of my body.
Yu Liancheng looked at Zhu Wuwu with his pale golden eyes, and seemed to have seen through his thoughts at this moment. He sighed and said: "I have found the other two heavenly fragrant cardamom, you can go without worry."
Zhu Wuli trembled when he heard the words, his lips opened and closed, as if he said something, but no one could hear him.
The iron gall god who had been powerful in the world for decades died in the hands of Yulian City, and his machinations, ambitions, and grievances disappeared.
"Your Majesty, are you injured?"
"Shenhou, he...sigh."
Not long after, the four spies rushed over and saw Zhu Wuwu lying on the ground. Except for Cheng Shifei, the other three looked a little gloomy.
Yu Liancheng looked at the three secret agents of Tiandi Xuan: "He is my imperial uncle after all. You should bury him."
"...Yes, thank you, Your Majesty."
