Chapter 434

Yan Feihong just sneered, "Wu Tong's four hundred year old boy's skill is pure Yang like fire and profound. Even if she has Huiyuan magnetic sword, she will never stop..."

Before the voice fell, the two fire dragons disappeared without a trace, which was the counterattack of Chu Huoluo in a storm.

Smoke flies and Hong's language stops, and Su Kuchu bows his head.

The difference between the realm and the natural moat is the golden rule they understood at the beginning of martial arts. They don't have to be afraid of anything if their moves are not as good as people, their qualifications are not as good as people, and their use is not as good as people. As long as they have a high realm, they can win.

——This truth is basically universal in the world of seven injuries.

Although leapfrog challenges happen occasionally, most of them have various preconditions, or injuries at a higher level, or other prohibitions for various reasons - but the emergence of abandoned sword villa overturns this criterion.

Shen Zhenyi can't guess his own realm now, but his three female disciples have proved that the martial arts he taught have the ability to challenge beyond the level.

"What are their origins..."

Su Kuchu smiles bitterly and frowns bitterly.

"It's said that they got the inheritance of canglan secret library. Is it true?" Yan Feihong also got the news. She laughed it off - the orc heart organization is also looking for canglan secret library. They don't believe that abandoned sword villa can be found so easily.

"In the past, I thought someone was deliberately spreading rumors, but today I witnessed it with my own eyes, but I can't help believing it." Su Kuchu shook his head. In addition to canglan secret library, where can there be such a magical martial arts?

He paused, turned and hesitated to ask Yan Feihong.

"Do you think... This martial boy will lose?"

Originally, there was no need to ask such a question.

Since he asked this question, he was not optimistic about Wutong. He just hoped that yanfeihong could give him a different answer.

Yan Feihong sighed, "I don't know."

She really doesn't know.

Not only did he not know whether Wu Tong would lose, but even for himself... He suddenly lost his previous confidence.

Yan Feihong remembered ziningjun's sword just now. Looking back, he only felt meticulous and steady. It didn't look like a level lower than himself.

She looked cold.

Under the attack of the yuan magnetic wind, the martial boy in the field retreats step by step. No matter what martial arts he uses, as long as he waves his hand, the light and flame will disappear, and the hissing sound will turn into light smoke. This sense of powerlessness makes people feel desperate!

"What the hell is this?"

Wu Tong shouted, and soon there were pieces of yuanci flying into his mouth. The power of heaven and earth in his body was also lax and chaotic in an instant, which made his chest bored and vomiting, and his mouth vomited blood.

If it hadn't been for four hundred years of Chunyang boy's skill and strong cultivation, I'm afraid he would have been slaughtered like a chicken.

He retreated and cursed secretly, hoping that Chu Huoluo's yuan magnetic wind could leave a gap, which would not last until he couldn't hold on.

——It seems that God answered his prayer. Chu Huoluo breathed back. After forcing Wu Tong to withdraw more than 100 feet, the wind of yuanci stopped temporarily.

Wu Tong immediately regained his vitality, jumped up and scolded: "are you out of strength at last? Low cultivation is low cultivation. Even if you can suppress me for a while, how can you suppress me for a lifetime? Look at my unique skill!"

He dared not neglect, but directly took out his ability to press the bottom of the box. In his roar, he saw nine golden dragons gushing out of his palm, shaking his head, opening his teeth and claws, as if to tear the world apart.

"Jiuyang turns into a dragon!"

Four hundred years of pure Yang Qi, from early yang to two Yang, two yang to three yang, and so on, until Jiuyang reaches the top.

Jiuyang is so prosperous that there is no way to vent. It turns into a dragon and devours the sun and moon.

This martial art has been pushed to the extreme by Wutong!

Even if the leader of Tiangang saw Wu Tong's martial arts, he had to praise his power.

——In fact, with Wu Tong's strength, his Tiangang ranking should be further advanced. It was only because he had a bad brain that affected his ranking.

"Good!"

Yan Feihong clapped his hands and praised, "finally, he has lived up to Tiangang's name. Wu Tong has seized this fleeting opportunity. Once Jiuyang turns into a dragon, he will turn the world around!"

Such moves, even if she smoke Feihong, don't dare to take them!

However

Everything is in vain.

After Chu Huoluo's yuan magnetic wind stopped, she didn't rush to run her Qi and mobilize yuan magnetic force to attack again. Instead, she slowly drew two horizontally and two vertically in the air with a cold sword.

Yuan! Magnetic! Yes! Well!

Nine huge dragons just rushed into nine different areas. They only heard the loud noise. The well shaped frame was almost broken by the expanding dragon.

However... It's just almost.

Jiuyang turns into a dragon. Although the power is several times stronger than just now, there is still no way to deal with the unreasonable move of yuanci well.

The nine dragons are still like a clay ox into the sea.

Wu Tong rubbed his eyes and stood there. It seemed that he could not accept the result.

"This... How is this possible?"

"This is my best move! In this way, I can be broken by the well of yuanci. Then I fart?"

Chu Huoluo took his all-out attack lightly. Although he was panting... It was because the wind of meta magnetism consumed too much just now, which had nothing to do with the well of meta magnetism that almost didn't consume.

If you can't exceed the limit of meta magnetic force control, it is impossible to cause damage to Chu Huoluo.

As long as she slows down, she can continue to attack

"Yuan! CI! Zhi! Feng!"

Sure enough, Chu Huoluo gasped for breath. With a wave of his long sword, the snowstorm hit again. Wu Tong turned seven or eight somersaults and finally got out of the attack range of yuanci wind. He waved his hand and shouted, "no more! No more! You bully!"

Chu Huoluo Daqi took his sword and asked, "where did I bully people?"

Wu Tong shouted angrily, "you keep the move and turn any attack into an invisible yuan magnetic well. The attack move has the yuan magnetic wind that makes any defense ineffective. I have no power to fight back. This is not bullying. What is bullying?"

Although he is a urchin, he is not a fool. If he continues to fight like this, he will not try his sword. At that time, he was unilaterally abused! He's not a masochist. What's there to fight?

The well of Yuan magnetism dissipates all the power of heaven and earth. Any move that borrows the power of heaven and earth will disappear in front of Chu Huoluo; The same is true of the wind of yuanci, unless you don't use the power of heaven and earth to defend and fight with your own true Qi - well, although Wu Tong has Chunyang boy's skill, he is not born of horizontal Kung Fu practice. He can't stand being beaten like this!

"I admit defeat! You are really good!"

Wu Tong was straightforward and lost when he lost. He said greedily, "did you teach this Kung Fu? Do you think if I join abandon sword villa, can I learn this sword technique?"

He is so crazy about martial arts that he almost wants to give up the secret for the sword move.

"Wu Tong!" Yan Feihong was so angry that he turned blue and scolded angrily.

Wu Tong stuck out his tongue. He was always afraid of smoke and flying clouds. He didn't dare to make a mistake and went back timidly.