At the moment when the flying ship lay on the ground like a big belly fish, everyone was extremely shocked, where did the immortals come from, and the strength of one kick was more than ten thousand catties! Even a monk of the Jiedan Realm couldn't reach this level, right?

Someone saw some clues from the appearance of the handsome young man, and then he trembled and stretched out his fingers, and said that he could not say anything, "You guys...... Look at him, does he look like a real person?"

The others were suddenly shocked and said incredulously, "That, that person...... Is it Wulai?" looks very similar to Wulai, but if it is really him, how can he grow legs and rejuvenate?

Wulai landed lightly beside the flying ship, paused for a moment, and said to Longji and the others: "Let Wuliang Mountain suffer great calamity for no reason, the old man will make amends to you, and you should go to suppress the strong enemy." "A man who looks to be in his twenties calls himself an old man, and it is strange to look at it.

"Since I don't have a weapon, I'll use you. Wulai jumped onto the belly of the capsized spaceship, grasped the two supports with both hands, gradually applied force to feel their weight, and then rose off the ground, flying like an arrow from a string to the clouds. It looked like a small falcon catching a giant shark that was dozens or hundreds of times larger.

"What's going on?" McGee, who had just fallen dizzily in the ship, felt that the ship was flying again before he could slow down. He struggled back to the driver's seat and clicked on the whole view, and the image showed a yellow man grasping the two feet of the spaceship, looking at the sky with a resolute expression.

The ship weighed seven tons, and it was like a dead fish being dragged upside down and flew away, and McGee was in despair, muttering, "Francis, save me......"

The crowd on the ground was like seeing a ghost, who is this real person, what is sacred?Avril was only a little surprised, and said to herself: "It's the same level as Francis, maybe you can fight." ”

"That person's name is Francis?" Zhang Jiabao asked, and Mr. Ai used the word "maybe" to show that the opponent was extraordinary, and even more so than the master.

"Yes. He was the strongest Terran warrior in the Chemeni Empire and the entire world, and he showed his skills in the colonial war many years ago, and his strength at that time was far from the current level. Later, he disappeared for a while, and when he reappeared, he went to test his combat power, and the Soros index he obtained compared to the person with the strongest magic pattern structure. It is rumored that he has been blessed by a high god. ”

Zhang Jiabao had heard that it was a mage's favorite, and it could make up for the lack of melee ability. But what is the Soros index?

Avril explained: "This is a concept created by Soros the Great, also known as the Basic Combat Power Index, which can intuitively reflect and compare the strength of individuals under different races and different cultivation systems. This data is calculated from a combination of several major absolute and striking forces, such as lift, grip, punch, kick, as well as bone strength, velocity, and reflexes. ”

"But the combat power index does not mean that the high opponent and the low opponent will definitely win, and the battle data tracked by the test institutes of various countries for many years shows that the index is twice that of others, and the probability of winning is about 70%. The influencing factors include bloodline, exercises, combat experience, environment, and external assistance. ”

Avril already regarded Zhang Jiabao as a real student, and naturally hoped that he would fully understand the new knowledge. Zhang Jiabao looked at the sky while listening, and the two figures collided together, making a metal impact sound that pierced the clouds and cracked stones.

At this time, he felt that the palm of his right hand was a little itchy, and when he raised his hand, he saw that the abdomen of the thousand patterns was shining with a long strip of blue light, sacred and terrifying, lifelike, as if it was about to come out of the palm.

Zhang Jiabao was a little distracted, "You want revenge, don't you?"

......

It is said that Fuyaozi is getting closer and closer to Francis, and when he is about to draw his sword, he sees the pair of water-blue eyes that are not wavering in the ancient well, and his heart is suddenly shocked, as if he is in a stagnation, and his movements are a little slower.

It's not that he's cowardly, it's that there is a kind of momentum that spreads out from that person, and it has a real counter-effect on the action and spiritual power of outsiders, just like the aura emanating from the monks of the Jiedan Realm and the Judan Great Demon, no, it is much stronger than them.

Everything has qi, the high one is strong, and the low one is weak. Mortals see the majestic lion sitting upright, dare not look at it, dare not harm it, and dare not fight each other, see the towering ancient tree standing proudly, suddenly born pious and solemn, the market horseman surrounded by three people did not dare to talk about it, and the leading generals were close to tens of millions of soldiers and horses, but they were not weak and majestic, all because of their anger.

Qi is the innate thing of all things, and when two qi meet, the weak instinctively avoid the strong, which is the motivation for individual survival and racial reproduction.

The aura of that person is prosperous, as if there is a phantom of the great god of the sky behind him, but Fu Yaozi can not be afraid, he is the master of a sect, when the guardian is thoughtful, not to mention that he also holds a German sword?

Thinking of this, Fuyaozi had no distracting thoughts in his heart, and his qi poured into the sword body, followed the lines, surging like a surge, turning into an incomparably sharp and sharp wind!

People follow the sword, the sword listens to the sound of the wind, and the ghosts and gods avoid it within three zhang! This sword can break the city, and those eyes are still not wavering, Fu Yaozi can't help but think: "Shen Yinzi, you have always been rebellious, and you think of yourself as superior, if you face this person, what should you do?"

When the sword qi reached his chest, Francis finally moved, his body was on one side, and he avoided the edge in a millimeter, and then his arms were staggered, his palms were facing each other, and he opened and closed like a giant scissor.

Fu Yaozi was shocked, if he was caught by the pair of giant palms, he would have to fold an arm, but the momentum had been achieved, and there was no way to turn around, could he be seriously injured before he could make a move? In a hurry, he exerted his strength at the waist and hips, and forcibly reversed the posture of leaning over and flying, and slid down Francis's crotch with his back face up.

"A lifetime of fame, planted today!"

Francis's body was only swept away by the sword qi with a faint trace of blood, and his palm was wiped and it was intact as before. This blow missed, and he didn't plan to draw his sword, but faced Fuyaozi empty-handed.

Fuyaozi was intimidated by the might shown by the strong enemy, and did not dare to let go of his hands and feet, and his moves became conservative, leaving room for his sword, for fear that he would be trapped and unable to save himself.

Francis's ability to anticipate and react to moves is amazing, and it seems that in order to destroy his opponent's mind, he always makes dodge moves at the last moment, and at the first opportunity, he will go up like a dragon around his sword and force his opponent's empty goal.

If a wasp and an eagle fight, one mistake will kill you. The difference in strength is too great, and the more Fu Yaozi fights, the more frightened he becomes, and after more than a dozen rounds, his fighting spirit gradually retreats.

So he used the Buqi stealth technique, wanting to escape from the air. It's a pity that his stealth method is not very powerful, and his mental instability will be broken, and he can't maintain it in the fierce battle. If you are more skillful, you can hide your body in this battle, and it is not impossible to break the enemy.

The fluctuations in the air could not hide Francis's eyes, and he reached out and grabbed it, and he was in the middle of the shoulder, and his huge palm wrapped around a quarter of his body. In one grip, the arm bone, collarbone, and shoulder blade were all shattered.

The severe pain came, Fu Yaozi's heart was like ashes, and he cultivated to the realm of sanctification, and his physical strength could be said to be equal to steel, but he was completely destroyed by such a caught, and the person in front of him was estimated to be no match for the five gods.

"I have a clear heart when I return to heaven today. Fuyaozi closed her eyes.

At this moment, Wulai came with the airship in the wind, his arms like carrying the sky, and blasted Francis's back with the force of pulling mountains and rivers.