Chapter 740

Lu Zhengkang twisted his sore neck. The candle at the end of the Antler on his head was fluttering and trembling. The poison vine was like a pearl.

Kamsky covered his face, too, with a dent in the mechanical cheek.

Both of them are the strongest in the framework of the nameless island. At their level, the effects of all magic and energy attacks are very weak. As for the negative characteristics such as banishment, maze and instant death, they are completely immune. Therefore, a real fight is a fight to the flesh. Whoever can't resist first will die.

Without saying a word, Lu Zhengkang rushed over again and pushed his palms horizontally. The white golden vigorous Qi like water mist was around his palms. Kamsky pointed back and thrust his finger into the palm of his hand.

With a crack of bone and a splash of blood.

Lu Zhengkang's right palm was broken with a smooth round hole, and Kamsky's finger was broken.

Lu Zhengkang's face remained unchanged. He wrapped his palm and held Kamsky's left hand tightly.

"Look, you're still running away!"

"I'm not afraid of you. Why do you want to escape?"

He laughed angrily. He clenched his fist with his left hand and chiseled it on Kamsky's waist. Overlord a blocked the front of the fist, but the strength of the fist went straight in and beat Kamsky out of black blood.

Lu Zhengkang is powerful and unforgiving. He beats people hard one after another. Kamsky grinned, also swung his right hand, a gram in the nose of Lu Zhengkang.

One was beaten in the gut, the other was beaten in the eye.

Kamsky raised his knee, withstood another blow from Lu Zhengkang, waved his hand, and patted him on the temple of the seventh generation. Lu Zhengkang felt a buzz in his head, dizzy and whirling. He couldn't help throwing away his hand. Kamsky pulled out his left hand.

White Ape can't help sighing: "brother, you are really brother. At least you are the incarnation of Bodhisattva. How can you fight like a local ruffian..."

Lu Zhengkang covered his skull for two seconds. Kamsky also covered his abdomen and said nothing.

When they recovered and recovered, Lu Zhengkang pointed to Kamsky, "as a scientist, you are really amazing!"

"Hum, each other, little friend, I didn't expect you to be so stupid. Pity for the enemy is cruelty to yourself."

"I just want you to die less ugly. After all, you are the only one who can be called an opponent in this life. I always leave the best part at the end

Kamsky spat the blood out of his mouth and hit him.

Lu Zhengkang's clapping muscles fluttered back three inches, dodged Kamsky's face-to-face blow, took off and shot into the sky. His heel could rub Kamsky's jaw, but he dodged.

Elijah sneered, "weren't you very fierce just now? What are you hiding from? "

"It's the art of fighting, you idiot!" He really felt his blood boiling like magma. Human nature was returning to his heart. He felt that he was burning the power of youth, fighting and ballads.

Kamsky back to the middle finger, "uncivilized, I'll give you a smooth tongue!"

No longer bickering, Lu Zhengkang leaned forward, flapped his wings behind him, and his speed soared. In a flash, he approached the enemy three inches in front of him, his elbows were covered in front of him, and he hit Kamsky on the cheek.

Kamsky leaned back, whipped his leg sideways, and swung it on Lu Zhengkang's left waist, deflecting his attack. With this elbow stroke, Lu Zhengkang's fists spread out like a spring folding knife and fell down rapidly. Even if he missed, he let the front of his fist fall on Kamsky's left hip bone and hit him three inches into his belly.

The way of martial arts is to fight the body, to cut the soul, to fight against and to win. Body, Qi, mind, spirit, will and potential have their own rules of struggle.

After absorbing thousands of reincarnation in the pure land and the fighting experience of countless Taoists, Lu Zhengkang did not really practice a certain kind of martial arts. First, time is not allowed, and second, it is unnecessary. He has learned a set of Sanshou by himself, which can deal with any situation. It can be regarded as a collection of people's strong points.

The fight between Lu Zhengkang and Kamsky is like a game of chess. Lu Zhengkang relies on experience while Kamsky relies on calculation. Who is better or who is weaker depends on who can catch the first chance.

Kamsky only felt that his left side of his body was electrified. He shielded his pain, but the touch was strengthened. This kind of fire like fist strength was really hard. He was hit and fell down.

Lu Zhengkang raised his foot and stepped on it again. Kamsky turned over and rolled away. A deep impression was made on the spot. The whole palace trembled three times.

Without waiting for Kamsky to get up, Lu Zhengkang put his foot on his waist and heard the sound of his broken spine.

One after another, Lu Zhengkang was still waiting to pursue him. In the void, a slender blue stabbing sword, like a needle gun, flew out. This is lust sin. He stabbed Lu Zhengkang straight at him. As soon as he shook his sleeve, he wrapped the sword around him and suddenly threw it aside. The cage sea, which had been wronged and huddled in the corner, screamed and rushed to cut lust sin into seventeen or eighteen sections. He swam around happily.

In this empty space, Kamsky has repaired the divine body and stood up again to be ready.

Lu Zhengkang held his arm and shook his head, "OK, don't say I bully the old people!""I can spend hundreds of years with you!"

Lu Zhengkang gave a bang, "words of defeat." He rushed forward again and grabbed it face to face. Kamsky held up his hand and held it. Lu Zhengkang released a fist and pointed it at the enemy's throat. Kamsky sidestepped to avoid it, then quickly rolled back to avoid Lu Zhengkang's attack.

"More and more, eh?" Lu Zhengkang is not surprised that Kamsky's computing power is rapidly making up for his combat experience.

"It's not too late to understand. I'll leave you a decent way to die."

"Wanzai, you are far from enough class!" The seventh generation felt that his blood was finally boiling and vaporized. The endless inspiration in his heart was like a big bang, and the mysterious spirit flowed down from the top of the world.

After that, he stood upright, with his left hand touching the ground, and his right hand rising slowly from his belly. The golden air burst all over his body and swept in all directions. Countless tiny golden words appeared on his white jade cheek, interwoven like meridians. The overhead candle burst, and the poison vine beat around like dragons. Endless Sanskrit chanting In the deep dome.

Kamsky's cheek twitched, and all his senses felt great pressure. Every inch of his skin seemed to be covered by a piece of lead. His hearing was extremely lost, his taste was bitter, his vision was black, his nasal blood vessels were cracked, his sense of space and balance were confused, and his illusion emerged. He saw a mountain rising on the boundless horizon, carrying hundreds of millions of stars, and the sun was shining The glow of the moon gives Chongshan a splendid halo.

The nameless God swayed in the overflowing spirit, as if drunk, and had no resistance at all.

The White Ape sighed: "I haven't seen you for a long time. I'm very good at it. I'm very good at it. I'm very good at it

This is the basic power of Luyuan Bodhisattva. When he practices to a higher level, he will have the Buddha kingdom in his hand.

The seventh generation roared: "today, I'll let you die miserably. It's so terrible! Give me a hand! Drink

One hand out, palm wind and place, nameless island land sink half.