Chapter 122

The two out of body attacks Bruce Lee. Bruce Lee has no power to fight back. He can only let them attack himself. The flying sword leaves scars on his body one after another.

Po looked at it and felt pain in his heart.

"Bruce Lee, stop resisting and come back quickly."

"No, boss, let's go. I can hold on for a while. Let's go."

"No, Bruce Lee, come back."

Po stood on the ground, looked at Bruce Lee's flesh and blood and shouted.

Bruce Lee was constantly attacked by two flying swords in the air. In the twinkling of an eye, dozens of scars and bones were visible on his body.

Bruce Lee roared, the snake tail swept out, and two or two flying swords swept out. Although the flying swords were swept away, they still left two scars on the tail.

The fight in the air lasted for a minute, alerting the hidden Li Gu three people.

"Elder martial brother, look, that's Bruce Lee."

"Little dragon? What's that? Monster?"

Neither Li Fu nor Zilong have seen Bruce Lee, and only Li Gu knows that Bruce Lee is Po's mount.

"That's the little Lord's mount."

Zilong looked at the sleeping water Kirin on his shoulder, looked at the little dragon in the air and said, "it turns out that little martial uncle has such a powerful monster. I don't know it's more powerful than Xiaolin."

Li Gu said: "when Bruce Lee appears, it means that the little Lord must be nearby. Let's go and find the little Lord."

"Hum, abuse animals, die."

Bruce Lee's body was stained red with dozens of scars.

I saw two monks' mana surging. Bruce Lee must not be able to carry it this season.

"Bruce Lee, go, No."

Despite Po's shouting, Bruce Lee withstood these two out of body attacks.

"Touch." finally, Bruce Lee couldn't hold on any longer and fell out of the air with a faint breath.

"Bruce Lee." Po ran to Bruce Lee and stroked the wound on Bruce Lee. His heart was in pain, just like the wound was on himself. At this time, Po's eyes, red blood gradually rose. You can see that Po's light was shining in three colors, red, blue and purple.

"It's you who hurt Bruce Lee. I want you to die." Po roared. At this moment, the blood in his body suddenly boiled. The extreme anger made Po's blood boil.

"Boom." at this moment, the sealed meridians were washed by the blood and blocked by many obstacles. They couldn't resist the erosion of Po's blood. The seal burst away. Po roared up and took control of his body again. Po felt that his body was like a volcano about to erupt, full of power.

The two out of the body were surprised. The sudden momentum on Po was like a famine, which made them have an invisible fear in their hearts.

In tianwozong, the old monster suddenly opened his eyes and was surprised. In the past month, the old monster's shriveled skin seemed to grow some flesh and blood. His skin had blood color and looked much more energetic.

"No, the boy broke my seal. It's impossible, isn't it?" the old monster's own seal. He knows that even a strong man in Yuanshen realm can hardly break the seal he put on.

But Po is not an ordinary person. He has immortal blood and heaven and earth have the same sorrow. This peerless skill completely broke the seal with the strength of his deep blood.

"Yes, this boy, where did you get such a powerful momentum?"

"Four elders, let's take him together. No matter how strong he is, it's just the middle of the golden elixir territory. You and I work together to take him and give him to the patriarch."

"Ding, Ding."

Two flying swords roared towards Po. Po stared coldly. His momentum was as unshakable as a mountain. It was only a medium-quality magic weapon. What can I do.

Po went up with his fist. On his fist, you can see purple lightning Zizi, red flame huff and puff, and his fist turned into dark blue, which is the protection formed by ice on the surface of the skin.

"When. When."

With the sound of metal collision, Po used his fists to fly the flying swords of these two middle-class magic weapons. How much strength does it need to do? You know, although they are only middle-class magic weapons, they are controlled by the outside world.

"No way, this boy, is it human?"

Although the two friars came out of the body, they didn't have an excellent magic weapon. They were originally scattered practitioners in the Dragon mountains. They were controlled by the lying Sect on this day, but they were helpless.

"Yes, the boy's body is really powerful. Magic tools can't help him. Then use magic."

The five elders' fingerprints changed, took back the flying sword, and changed several fingerprints in his hands. Around him, the dark yellow light became brighter and brighter. The five elders were always Tu Linggen, and this local magic was his strength.

"Boy, let you taste my magic."

Po just stood beside Bruce Lee, looked at Bruce Lee's partial scale injury, filled with anger, and said to Bruce Lee, "Bruce Lee, don't worry, I will clean them up for you."

The Dragon tripod came out and collected Bruce Lee. His blood red eyes looked very flirtatious.

"Hum." a Bao snorted coldly and was extremely angry, which made a Bao forget that the two people he faced were two out of body environments. A Bao can't control so many. The simple and rough way of fighting is the most direct and effective. This is physical training.

His right foot stepped on the ground and left a pit on the ground. He saw Po Teng away with amazing momentum.

"Seek death." the five elders just finished their magic. Around him, there were more than ten guns made of earth elements.

"Whoosh, whoosh."

The earth gun stabbed a Bao, and the five elders showed a smile around their mouth. Even if you are powerful, you can't stop the power of my spell with the cultivation of the golden elixir realm. Only the five elders know that although his spell looks ordinary, its power, even the power of top-grade magic tools, is only so, but when he is proud, His eyes almost fell to the ground.

Po turned over in the air, holding an earth gun in one hand, and tore them up with his bare hands.

"What?" the five elders grew up and couldn't do anything about this spell. Po, is this still human?

"Hum." Po snorted coldly again, tore up more than ten earth guns, fell to the ground, and the red light in his eyes receded. Through the vent just now, Po's anger faded.

"Boy, are you human?"

As soon as the voice fell, three figures suddenly rushed out from one side.

"Little Lord."

Li Gu three people stood behind Po. Po frowned and said, "go quickly." Po broke the seal, and the old monster must know. At this time, Li Gu three people appeared. With the strength of the old monster, they could get here in the blink of an eye. Once the old monster arrived, it would be difficult for Li Gu three people to go again.

As soon as po's voice fell, he heard only gloomy laughter coming from all directions.

"Ah, ha ha, unexpectedly, your boy can break through my seal. I underestimated you. Eh, there are three young friars who can provide me with fresh blood."