Chapter 199

Wang Xu did it.

This shot, there is no nonsense, there is no trace of cover to keep hands, all the power burst out in an instant.

It's just a simple punch, but at the moment of punching, Wang Xu can feel every inch of his body's bone, muscle, blood, tendon... Every inch of his body's strength has been mobilized!

At the same time, it's roaring! I'm venting! I'm longing!

With one blow, countless subtle forces gush out from all four limbs and finally converge into this blow. Like countless subtle streams, they converge to form the mighty Yangtze River.

Tens of thousands of Jin, or even hundreds of thousands of Jin, poured out and roared along the fist. The air in front of the fist front had been broken and distorted, and the light was distorted when it shone into this inch of space, and even had a strange color.

Even Wang Xu himself didn't know how powerful the blow was or how heavy it was. He just had a strong intuition in his heart. At this time, even if a small hill was placed in front of him, he could smash it with one blow.

This is Wang Xu's confidence and pride in his own strength!

It is also an objective fact.

This kind of destructive power, I'm afraid that tens of Jin of explosives will explode directly. How terrible is the power?

"So, is this the feeling of Wu Ru Gu?"

Wang Xu's eyes are long gone. Su zhanchuan's face is changing wildly after his fists. His heart is full of his own martial arts.

However, he ignored Su zhanchuan.

On the other side.

After Wang Xu's blow, Su zhanchuan's face changed wildly and twisted.

"I can't catch it! I can't catch it! I can't catch it... How can it be? "

Extremely dangerous warning signs roar wildly in Su zhanchuan's mind. Facing Wang Xu's fist, he suddenly feels a kind of breath called death.

At this moment, he even felt that all the space around his body was blocked by this fist. No matter how he responded, he could not avoid the crushing fist.

"... terror!"

Su zhanchuan's face suddenly turned into a pale color. His eyes contracted crazily. He widened his eyes as if he had seen the most terrible thing in the world.

But after all, Su zhanchuan was a real warrior who had experienced countless lives and deaths. After the initial shock, fear and panic, he suddenly suppressed all his emotions.

"Ah

His face twisted wildly. Su zhanchuan, like a wild animal, roared like a vent.

The next moment.

His body is crazy fierce to save, unexpectedly is not to show weakness, equally ferocious incomparable face up, a fist to blow out.

Since we can't evade and give way, we'll fight to the death!

The power of Su zhanchuan's fist is also amazing. The style of the fist is hunting, the air is tearing, and the air is surging. The power of the fist is no less than the high-speed collision of a truck.

After all, he was a warrior in the later period of Huajin. In front of this fist, even the former fourth master had to turn pale and then retreat.

Unfortunately, the fourth master has died under Wang Xu's sword.

No matter how powerful this fist is, it's still a long way from Wang Xu after Wu enters the bone.

Almost immediately, their fists collided.

"Boom!"

A thunderbolt burst in the void, the air around showed wavy lines visible to the naked eye, and the wind rolled out wantonly.

The terrible strong wind and the fierce white waves rolled out from between them, as if they were invisible forces. The tide was pounding the shore, making an invisible roar.

On one side, Su Jianqing, kneeling on the ground, was the first to bear the brunt. Before the whole person could react, his body was overturned by the strong wind, and he fell several somersaults all the way. Only in this way could he stop his mind and stabilize his body again.

But even so, the muscles on his face are twitching, and the strong wind is like a pair of invisible hands, constantly beating his cheek.

And on the other side, the two men with their fists.

Wang Xuzheng slowly took back his fist, standing in the same place and motionless. His whole body was emitting a layer of light blood breath, as if shrouded in a layer of blood fog. This was the huge and terrible power of Qi and blood in his body. With the outbreak of this fist, it was a sign of rising.

On the other side of him, Su zhanchuan's face was as pale as gold paper. He coughed up blood in his mouth. The bones of his right five fingers were broken. His whole right arm was pulled to his side. He could not help but regress with his feet and swayed in the air.

"Bang! Bang! Bang

Every step out, leaving a deep and half finger deep footprints on the ground, but the overflow of the power is still the afterwave of the footprints around the ground shock countless cracks.

One step, three steps, five steps

He retreated ten steps in a row and returned to the place four or five meters away from the sword mark on the ground. Su zhanchuan finally stopped retreating, but his whole body was still shaking.

He bent down, like a shrimp with a sharp contraction of waist due to pain, coughing up mouthful after mouthful of dirty blood and some broken flesh and blood.

"I'm going to die!"

After coughing up a piece of unknown flesh and blood, an idea suddenly rose from Su zhanchuan's mind.

He reluctantly raised his head, his face as white as death, and his eyes filled with fear that could not be described in words!

At this time, in his eyes, where can see the irony before, and any trace of pride, not far away from Wang Xu, in his eyes, has completely turned into a demon.

"How could that be..." Su zhanchuan muttered to himself that he was unwilling to believe everything now.

He felt that he had been careful enough. First, blood stab tried Wang Xu's trump card except the broken sword. Then he mocked him on the surface and broke his heart. He angered Wang Xu with words and didn't underestimate him at all.

But why

He's going to be so strong?!

He is Su zhanchuan, but he is an expert in the later period of Huajin! It's the real warrior who has been in countless battles of life and death to this day!

In Su zhanchuan's eyes, how many so-called geniuses of his generation were killed in the middle of the journey. No matter how popular he was at the beginning, he was still a handful of loess in the field.

How many young Tianjiao were killed by him and died in the middle of the way!

But

Why?

Wang Xu, how can you be so strong?!

Su zhanchuan's heart is not willing to gradually weak depression, breathing is also gradually weakened, the hatred of the eyes finally turned into a sad, he can feel so clearly, his body's vitality, in the constant loss.

Think of what he said before, whether it's to irritate Wang Xu or it's his original intention.

At this moment, all became a joke!

Ridiculous!

It's ridiculous!

Almost exhausted the last trace of strength in the body, Su zhanchuan's mouth barely pulled out a sad smile.

That's him, mocking himself!

The next moment.

His whole body, which was strongly supported, finally lost all the strength of support. His knees softened and he fell to the ground like a mountain.

First the knee, then the head on the ground, and finally cough to keep half the body

From the surface, it is a pair of knees kneeling, forehead touching the ground.

Die on your knees!

Finally, Su zhanchuan finally proved his own words.

If you don't die, you have to die on your knees

It's just that this object has changed from Wang Xu to himself!