Chapter 782

Seeing the ghost's purple fist waving at him, Wucheng knew that he couldn't hide it.

As soon as he clenched his teeth, he gathered all his boxing ideas between his fists. Immediately, his body suddenly turned and smashed at the countless purple fists waved by the phantom.

Boom!

When the two collided, they suddenly burst into an amazing wave. Countless fists were alternating with each other, half blue and half dark purple. This small world seemed to be covered by two waves of fist rain.

In the sky, the two figures are also constantly colliding together, and the sound is like thunder, resounding through the world.

In such a few Kung Fu times, the two sides have fought for hundreds of rounds, but the bigger it is, the more surprised Wucheng's face is: "the attack of purple fist seems to be rapid and dense, but the power doesn't seem to be powerful. In addition, the level of fist intention is not as good as me, so it's difficult to hurt me..."

The more you think about it, the more intense the color of joy in Wucheng's heart.

The attack of the phantom seems to be powerful, but in fact it's just dazzling. The level of boxing intention is lower than him, and there's no way to hurt him at all.

But Wucheng didn't notice that every time the phantom's fist hit his fist, a purple light would appear on his fist, which was very weak and almost negligible.

As the battle continued, Wucheng had found that the battle rhythm began to be mastered by him slowly.

"Chick, you're just a paper tiger. I thought you were so strong!"

Finally, when Wucheng mastered the battle rhythm in his own hands, his mouth suddenly raised a proud smile and said coldly to the phantom.

"You beat me first and talk about this nonsense!"

When the phantom heard the speech, his pretty face was still indifferent and said coldly to Wucheng.

Seeing that the phantom's tone was so cold, Wucheng's heart suddenly raised an invisible anger. He said coldly to the phantom: "what a tough chick, I'll beat you later, but I won't kill you. After I kill the Lord of Lin Cheng first, I'll catch you back and enjoy it!"

At last, Wucheng's mouth involuntarily raised a greedy smile.

The figure and appearance of the phantom are excellent. He hasn't seen such a gorgeous woman for a long time.

If you take it back to try

The more I think about it, the greedy color in Wucheng's eyes becomes more and more intense.

"Die!"

Hearing Wucheng's words, the phantom's pretty face was as gloomy as water, and said in a deep voice to Wucheng: "just because of you bastard, you also want to covet me!"

As soon as her voice fell, a pair of small hands suddenly clenched, and two cold and strange purple stripes suddenly burst out of her fists, turned into countless purple flowers, and rushed away at Wucheng like a sea of flowers.

Wucheng has long ignored the attack of the phantom. It has more speed but less power.

With a wave of his hand, he took down the countless fists like a sea of purple flowers.

Sure enough, the power of this fist is very weak!

"Chick, don't resist. Your attack can't hurt me!"

After blocking the attack of the phantom, Wucheng raised a sneer at her and said disdainfully.

At this time, the phantom really stopped, stared at Wucheng and stopped attacking.

"Why, chick? You know you can't beat me and are ready to be my woman?"

Wucheng thought that the phantom had given up, and suddenly raised a proud smile at the corners of his mouth and joked at the phantom.

While talking, his eyes involuntarily looked back and forth at the phantom. His graceful figure, slender waist like a willow branch, a pair of straight and slender snow-white jade legs, charming pretty face and charming electric eyes were all telling Wucheng that he was a top-notch beauty.

If you can taste the best beauty, Wucheng feels that even if you let him die, it's worth it.

Hearing Wucheng's words, the corners of the phantom's mouth also raised a sneer: "can't beat you? Hehe, where do you get confidence?"

"Otherwise, why did you stop the attack?" Wucheng spread his hand and said proudly to the phantom.

The phantom pointed to Wucheng's hands and said in a slightly joking tone: "I think it's better for you to take a look at your hands!"

Hearing the phantom's words, Wucheng's heart immediately raised a touch of uneasiness. He quickly lowered his head and looked at his hands. It doesn't matter. At first glance, his face turned white.

I saw that the back of his hands was covered with purple lines at the moment, and the blood vessels on the back of his hands had emerged, which looked very strange and terrible.

"This, this is..."

Wucheng's face changed slightly and his eyes were surprised. Immediately, he turned his head to the phantom and said in a deep voice, "what did you do to my hands?"

When the phantom heard the speech, he shrugged. A faint smile floated on his charming face and said to Wucheng, "he also said he was the leader of the black wind thief group. It's obviously poisoned. Can't you see it?"

"What!" Hearing this, Wucheng's face suddenly changed: "when did you poison me?"

The phantom waved the right hand full of purple lines and said to Wucheng faintly, "when fighting with you!"

Finally, she added: "you're right. My fist attack really doesn't have much power, but it's just fast. But the reason why my fist attack speed is so fast is that I can just touch your fist..."

"You..." hearing this, Wucheng's eyes suddenly widened and wanted to speak, but I don't know why. When the words came to his mouth, they stopped suddenly.

Then, under the gaze of all the people present, he saw that Wucheng, who stood in place, suddenly had purple lines all over his body. Immediately, as soon as his throat was sweet, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of purple blood.

The purple blood seemed to be highly toxic. It kept bubbling. After touching the skin of Wucheng, it corroded the flesh and blood.

In less than a minute, Wucheng turned into a pool of thick water, emitting a stench.

For a moment, the world seemed to fall into silence.

Gulu

I don't know who it was. First, I took a hard spit. Then, the sound of swallowing saliva suddenly sounded in the world, one after another.

"The leader is dead!"

"The leader is gone. What should we do?"

"What should we do?"

The elite of these black wind thieves showed a look of fear on their faces and talked one after another.

Even the leaders of Wucheng have been killed. None of them is stronger than Wucheng. Should they stubbornly resist?

"Brother Wucheng is dead. We must avenge him!" Seeing the depressed momentum of the brothers around, Bai asked, his face sank, quickly stood up and said in a deep voice.

Whew!

But as soon as his voice fell, a cold flash came and passed along his neck. His pupils contracted and his voice stopped suddenly.

A gust of wind blew, and a blood Necklace suddenly appeared on his neck

All the elite of the black wind thief shivered when they saw this scene.

At this time, the phantom also opened his mouth slowly and said coldly to all the black wind thieves: "the thieves have been killed and submit to those who seal the demon hall, Sheng!

"The resister... Died!"